Perez, standing nearby, witnessed the scene with a rather complex expression on his face.

It was Perez's first time experiencing the harshness of an F1 team, where the second driver had to abandon all their achievements and dreams unless they showcased absolute talent and strength.

If he didn't want to become a sacrificial pawn, he had to be faster and stronger than Chen Xiangbei!

"Xiangbei, I have only one requirement for you, which is to surpass Schumacher before the T1 corner."

"If the train formation occurs, even if you eventually pass, you'll waste a lot of time and tires."

With Odetto's second directive, more than just Perez wore a complex expression on their faces.

The entire team looked at him with astonished eyes; the team leader really dared to dream.

The idea of passing Schumacher at the start, if known by the outside world, would probably make them think old man Odetto is crazy.

Usually, it's only Schumacher who starts by surpassing others; there's never anyone who dares claim they can surpass him at the start, let alone that Chen Xiangbei is a rookie!

Even though his performance at the East Sea home circuit was quite good, such a demand was still excessive.

Perhaps guessing the thoughts of his team members, Odetto unusually explained a bit.

"Schumacher is in poor shape this race, so you do have a chance."

Odetto doesn't have the hindsight of history; naturally, he doesn't know Schumacher is affected by injury aftereffects.

But having worked with Schumacher for many years in the Ferrari Team, he is intimately aware of the fluctuations in the King's condition, and during the third qualifying session, it was evident that the opponent's control, reaction, and lines all had issues.

Perhaps in another way, Schumacher's ranking tenth in Q3 is because there were only ten drivers running.

If it were Q1, it'd be uncertain whether he could advance.

Odetto was sure Schumacher had problems, regardless if they were big or small, and Chen Xiangbei must seize this opportunity.

Otherwise, even if the King of Cars Schumacher is out of form, once in a train formation, he can still use his rich experience to block Chen Xiangbei's overtaking route.

The wheel-to-wheel attack and defense fight looks bleak for Chen Xiangbei.

"I will."

Chen Xiangbei had no objections, nodding to accept Odetto's strategy.

"Good, that's the attitude I want!"

Odetto praised him, regardless if Chen Xiangbei was fearlessly ignorant or simply brave like a newborn calf that doesn't fear the tiger.

The readiness to challenge is the foundation to defeat the King of Cars.

If there's not even the courage to challenge, that's equivalent to losing before starting.

Just like the old saying goes, fear, and you lose for a lifetime!

"OK, get ready to get in the car, let's achieve the first step then discuss the next strategy."

Odetto didn't continue with the strategy, as many times on the track, plans can't keep up with changes.

Strategic planning had long been arranged, tactically taking down Schumacher was enough for now.

As Chen Xiangbei put on his helmet and sat in the cockpit, A Yong and others prepared to start the engine.

Odetto approached the car, this time speaking in a calming tone.

"Xiangbei, try not to put too much pressure on yourself."

Odetto actually knew how much Chen Xiangbei valued the Chinese Grand Prix and understood how high his starting demands were.

The Chinese Kid is ultimately still a rookie; even if it wasn't shown outwardly, it's impossible not to feel pressure inside.

To this rare comfort from Odetto, Chen Xiangbei did not reply, only gave him a smile.

Then with a "snap," he closed his helmet visor, his whole face hidden in the shadows.