Chapter 1562 - 570: Seriously, Bro?

Chapter 1562: Chapter 570: Seriously, Bro?

Actually, under normal circumstances, in such back-to-back races, everyone’s time in the team is very tight, after all, there is another Grand Prix next week.

So after the race ends, everyone usually goes to the next race location early to prepare in advance.

And it’s so unusual to pull everyone together for team building today, anyone can see there’s more to it than meets the eye.

Qin Miao also knew why Toto wanted to bring everyone on the team’s trip.

It’s probably to soothe her emotions.

But to be honest, apart from lowering Verstappen’s image in her heart, after this half a day, Qin Miao actually felt a bit relieved.

Qin Miao felt that in two or three days, the anger inside her would probably dissipate completely.

However, since the money was already spent, Qin Miao still participated.

After playing for an evening, Qin Miao returned to the UK the next day.

At this point, Qimeng and Muqiu had returned to the domestic market again, leaving only Qin Miao in the UK.

After all, it’s race week, so during this Grand Prix weekend, Qin Miao didn’t take time off, still undergoing intense training every day.

But come Wednesday, when Qin Miao went to the Mercedes team’s factory to run the simulator, study the upgrade parts that the Silverstone Grand Prix team planned to bring, and give some suggestions for improvements.

The head of the simulator department, Steven, approached Qin Miao.

The other party could be considered an old acquaintance of Qin Miao, as long as Qin Miao was at the Mercedes team’s factory, he could basically see him.

And because of Qin Miao’s diligence, spending long periods in the Mercedes team’s simulator department, their relationship was quite good.

After finding Qin Miao, Steven smiled and asked, "Qin Miao, do you have time now?"

Qin Miao had just settled her personal belongings in her office, preparing to go to the team’s office building’s snack area to grab something to eat, so of course, she had time.

Having been in the Mercedes team for three years, such habits among familiar faces like Steven were already well known.

Though Steven asked if Qin Miao had time, in reality, he was very clear about it.

However, Qin Miao didn’t break it, responding with a smile, "I have time, what’s up?"

The other person grinned, "Our department has prepared a surprise for you, want to come and see it?"

Qin Miao thought for a moment; in the afternoon, her team duties weren’t much, possibly due to being home-based needing to shoot some media promotional videos with Hamilton, but that was scheduled for later, around 4 PM, so she should have about two hours of free time. Thinking this, Qin Miao replied, "Is it at the simulator department?"

"Yes."

"Then you go ahead, I’ll grab a cup of coffee and come over."

"Okay, you’ll definitely like it."

...

Five minutes later, holding a cup of coffee, Qin Miao arrived at the Mercedes team’s simulator department she was so familiar with, unchanged as ever.

Upon entering, she found Steven in his office, who stood up and with a smile led Qin Miao towards the large workspace where the Mercedes team placed their simulators.

On the way, Steven explained to Qin Miao, "The team’s simulator department has embarked on an experimental collaboration project with ChatGPT, which is nearing completion, and we’re inviting you over to experience our initial results."

Hearing about ChatGPT, Qin Miao was a bit surprised, if she remembered correctly, it seemed to be a company focused on AI.

Mercedes actually managed to collaborate with them?

If what Steven said was true, perhaps the upgrades in the Mercedes team’s simulator department might truly be worth looking forward to.

Since according to ChatGPT’s focus, this should be introducing a professional racing AI.

"Do you want me to race against the AI? Or compete with it?"

Upon hearing Qin Miao’s question, Steven snapped his fingers and said, "You guessed it, after collaborating with ChatGPT, they used your and Hamilton’s race data to train the AI, now this AI has some of your and Hamilton’s habits and characteristics."

"And the AI has now matured to a stage where it can be used on a small scale."

Though Qin Miao had some expectations about this AI stuff, in her heart she didn’t really believe that the team and ChatGPT’s jointly trained AI would be that impressive.

After all, AI in daily life currently has limited applications, not seen playing a significant role in everyday work and life.

Yet, Qin Miao still had some anticipation.

Qin Miao and Steven arrived at the simulator she knew well, putting on her helmet and gloves with practiced ease before getting inside the simulator.

The head of the simulator department personally came beside Qin Miao’s simulator to explain the situation.

"Due to the abundant data and track complexity, we’ve currently only trained two relatively simple maps."

"One is Silverstone, where this Grand Prix weekend’s race is set, and the other is Monza, which one do you want to try first?"

Qin Miao was momentarily stunned, "Silverstone is considered simple?"

Steven shrugged, "We realized after using Silverstone for training that initially simpler tracks were needed for testing..."

Qin Miao: "Alright, I’ll choose Silverstone."

"Okay, select the 4th option on the left list, once in, the 1st one is Silverstone, and after you go in, set the difficulty to the highest..."

Under Steven’s guidance, Qin Miao quickly adjusted most of the settings for her car.

Then entered the track.

The screen appeared directly at the starting grid on the track.

In this interface, Qin Miao could also adjust her car setup, while doing so listening to Steven explain the AI’s use logic.

"Our AI also controls the car according to the current performance of the driving car, meaning it outputs whatever signal you output through the simulator, do you get what I mean?"

Qin Miao nodded in understanding.

"And due to prolonged training, this AI now basically doesn’t make mistakes on the track, and it will make respective defensive or offensive actions based on your moves on the track. You can experience the pressure it exerts."

Hearing this, Qin Miao nodded again. If everything Steven said was true, then perhaps this AI might indeed be useful.

Rubbing her hands together, Qin Miao finished adjusting her car settings and entered the simulator.

The simulation started from the beginning, with only Qin Miao and a driver called Hamilton Miao on the track.

Honestly, the simulator department folks sure knew how to name.

When the five red lights lit up and turned off, the race started, Qin Miao took off.

Since Qin Miao was relaxed at that moment, and it wasn’t a real race, she was under no psychological pressure, feeling particularly at ease, this start was almost perfect.

Then Qin Miao noticed she was rapidly overtaking the AI-driven car beside her with the naked eye.

Not surprisingly, this start on the simulator was probably her best this year, if she checked her simulator data later, she’d find her start reaction time was just 0.15 seconds.

Then just as Qin Miao was curious about how the AI would defend against her, she was stunned to see that after overtaking the other car by half a body length, it suddenly made a sharp lane change towards her car.

Even though Qin Miao released the throttle and stepped on the brakes the moment she noticed the other car’s odd behavior, the speed and nature of its approach were too unexpected for Qin Miao, leaving her with no time to avoid it as the other car crashed her off the track.

It’s worth noting that to recreate the most realistic sensation for F1 drivers, the Mercedes team’s simulator uses cylinders to simulate the physical feel.

And this collision, almost toppled Qin Miao in the simulator, shaking her brain almost into a mush.

This collision subjected Qin Miao’s body to a lateral force of 3G.

Qin Miao’s car was virtually written off in the simulator, which displayed a damage report, estimating this collision would cost Mercedes 1.7 million US Dollars to repair if it happened in reality.

After the simulator stopped, Qin Miao turned to look at Steven sitting behind the computer, who was staring at her blankly.