How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 136 - 98: A Pauper in the Bustling City Goes Unnoticed, a Rich Man in the Remote Mountains Has Distant Relatives_2

To be honest, this feeling is quite unpleasant, because due to some special settings within the steering wheel, the more force Qin Miao applies, the more resistance he receives.

However, Qin Miao doesn’t feel any psychological pressure; this is mainly because after his mentality attribute improved, he is rarely able to maintain a calm mindset in such critical situations.

In short, during this test, Qin Miao exerted his utmost effort to complete the three back-and-forths as instructed by the doctor. However, he doesn’t know his exact results, though he feels he should be within the passing line.

On the other side, a staff member who had been filming Qin Miao with a phone stopped recording after Qin Miao completed the test and watched the video once.

During Qin Miao’s test, the veins in his hands and neck bulged, his muscles were well-defined, bulging, and full of strength.

But unlike other drivers undergoing upper body strength tests, the young man in front of them had a stiff and somewhat expressionless face while experiencing all this.

Unlike other drivers undergoing these tests, whose faces were full of expressions—some expressionless, but their jaws slightly bulging, clearly gritting their teeth, and some even with unexplainable grimaces while exerting effort whole-bodied—there was no one like Qin Miao, who could remain expressionless while conducting such a test, pushing his body’s limits.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t watching the video for Qin Miao’s expression. Once confirming there were no issues with the video clip, he silently counted to ten, confirming the time Qin Miao completed the training, then sent the video to someone else, and picked up the phone to continue filming Qin Miao’s next test.

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As for Qin Miao, this was just the beginning.

Next, the staff did not let Qin Miao get off the chair but directly pushed away the instrument testing his upper body strength.

Shortly after, they pushed an instrument directly against Qin Miao’s chair over, snapping it into place like assembling a Gundam model on Qin Miao’s left side.

"This project tests your neck strength. It requires testing left, right, and both sides," the doctor said, placing a leather-padded hollow helmet on Qin Miao’s head.

The helmet wasn’t heavy, but it had a tight grip around the head, likely to prevent it from slipping during the test.

Then the doctor pulled five ropes from the machine and evenly attached them to the hooks on Qin Miao’s helmet.

"Our test standard is to endure a 20KG pull for five seconds," the doctor introduced. "Don’t worry about injury if you can’t manage; there’s a button on your chair’s armrest. Just press it if you can’t hold on."

For Qin Miao, whose physical fitness has reached 80 points, this test is relatively easy. He had already been using fifteen kilograms of weight to exercise his neck during training with Zhou Guanyu, along with the helmet’s weight, bringing his neck pressure to about seventeen kilograms daily. This is basically the intensity of a normal F1 driver’s daily training.

Now it’s just enduring a 20KG pull for five seconds, so Qin Miao easily passes.

Much like the first test, there weren’t many changes in Qin Miao’s facial expression; only the bulging neck muscles indicated the power exploding from Qin Miao’s body.

After completing the second project, the subsequent ones were mostly similar to Qin Miao’s regular training, testing waist strength and leg strength.

After more than an hour of busyness, the trials were nearing an end, and Qin Miao felt the testing period was quite easy.

Although most of the test content exceeded Qin Miao’s regular training intensity, the quality was up, but the quantity didn’t keep pace, so Qin Miao felt very relaxed.

Soon it came to the last project: the lung capacity test.

Qin Miao arrived in front of a treadmill.

This wasn’t just an ordinary treadmill; on both sides were a large number of medical instruments, such as those common in wards for monitoring heart rate and blood pressure, oxygen machines, air tanks, and many devices Qin Miao couldn’t name.

"Take off your shirt..." the doctor said as Qin Miao stepped in front of the treadmill.

No matter how painful the previous tests were, Qin Miao’s face hadn’t changed, but hearing these words from the doctor made him pause and look back awkwardly at the people observing him outside the testing area.

"This is a necessary step; we are all men, so don’t be shy." The doctor seemed unfazed, even urging, "Hurry up."

Qin Miao gritted his teeth and took off his shirt in public.

A young, extremely vibrant body appeared in front of everyone.

Qin Miao appeared rather slim when clothed, but with his shirt off, one could see the clear muscle blocks, each well-defined but not overly bulky.

Plus, the sweat from the previous tests added a sheen of sweat to Qin Miao’s body.

It looked like a perfect sculpture painstakingly carved by a Greek sculptor, using all his skills.

A little nurse who had been assisting couldn’t help swallowing imperceptibly when she saw Qin Miao’s upper body, her eyes glued to his chest muscles.

But the leading doctor, seemingly used to big events, expressionlessly picked up a white patch from beside the machine, applied an unknown substance on Qin Miao’s chest, and then pasted the patch over Qin Miao’s left chest, right on the heart position.

After pasting, he attached a sensor to the back of the patch, then used several tapes to fix whatever was on Qin Miao’s chest, preventing it from falling off during the upcoming run.

At the same time, the female nurse placed a mask over Qin Miao’s head; during the mask fitting, her soft hands mischievously brushed over Qin Miao’s chest muscle a couple of times.

The mask wholly covered Qin Miao’s mouth and nostrils, with a soft tube inside it connecting to a machine in front of Qin Miao.

"Rest assured; we replace the mask after each use," the doctor explained.

Qin Miao understandingly nodded.

When the test truly began, only then did Qin Miao realize why this project was saved for last.

Because this test required him to continually run while wearing this troublesome device, the main issue being its strict limitation on his breathing.

Due to the internal special structural design, exhaling wasn’t too difficult for Qin Miao, allowing him to normally expel carbon dioxide from his body, but inhaling was extremely laborious.

It wasn’t that Qin Miao couldn’t get oxygen; it’s just that inhaling required great effort.

Under this condition, Qin Miao ran on the treadmill for ten minutes before he couldn’t keep up.

With a lack of oxygen supply and being in an intense exercise state, it would be abnormal if Qin Miao could still run.

However, the ten minutes of running was enough for the doctor to write an evaluation report on Qin Miao’s physique. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

After resting for quite a while, the staff handed Qin Miao’s clothes back.

Once dressed, Qin Miao noticed that Lubos was in the crowd, his face reddened somewhat uncomfortably, conversing with others.

Those who were seemingly cold now showed friendliness to Lubos, presenting a collective effort to contribute to Ferrari’s future.

But Qin Miao felt that everyone’s expressions were fake, and only Lubos, who was about his age, had a genuine flush on his face.

Because Qin Miao remembered when he came in, no one approached where Lubos was.

Based on Qin Miao’s observations, Lubos’s position hadn’t changed, but the crowd surged towards him.

More precisely, the crowd surged towards Qin Miao.