Chapter 273: I Know You Are In A Hurry, But Take It Easy

"I originally wanted to continue selective breeding for a second generation, so it would possess the endurance, adaptability, and load-bearing stability of draft and pack horses."

"But then these damn bastards from the 505 Formation ran over, smashed my ranch, stole my research results, and ultimately demanded that I go with them!?"

"Damn it, I have never seen such brazenly shameless people in my life!"

Staring intently at everyone, Frena recounted her experience through gritted teeth.

She did not forget to hurl a curse at the members of the 505 Formation at the end, slightly venting the burning hatred in her heart.

"A glossy coat, a proud chest, developed front muscles, and a sturdy back... it truly is a fine horse."

"Sun, do you know horses?"

"My family is of old nobility. Riding is a mandatory course for a lady, as well as a small hobby of mine."

When speaking of her family, Ingrid patted her chest and lifted her chin, her face full of pride.

"Since you like horses and understand them, I will just give that horse to you. It was already stolen by someone else anyway."

Seeing that someone understood horses, Frena was quite pleased.

She gave the horse away on the spot.

Of course, because the horse was still in the enemy's hands, Ingrid would have to retrieve it herself.

Hearing this left Ingrid completely bewildered.

Good heavens.

Gifting something to her was fine, but having to retrieve it from an enemy's hands was like being owed money by someone who was owed money by a third party, and being told to collect the debt from the third party instead. Was that appropriate?

It was clearly highly inappropriate, right?

"The First-Gen Long-Ear has a very docile and lively personality. I believe you should be able to get along with her quite well."

Seeing Ingrid staring at her in astonishment, Frena did not feel embarrassed at all. She even proceeded to explain the basic condition and temperament of the horse.

"Do you see the reins on the First-Gen Long-Ear's mouth? That guy is relying on those reins to forcibly control her. As long as you sever the reins, the First-Gen Long-Ear can escape that bastard's clutches."

"Enslavement Reins, a B-rank magic item. It is an artifact capable of enslaving B-rank and lower monsters. If used well, it is quite excellent."

Just as Frena finished explaining, Lan Qingyou floated down from the sky and introduced the details she had noticed that Frena was unaware of.

"I see. Are you truly willing to give away your only surviving research result to me?"

Having grasped the general situation, Ingrid asked.

After all, they were both researchers, so she naturally knew exactly what a sole surviving research specimen represented.

Asking this was partly to confirm, and partly to avoid any future disputes over the matter.

"I have the genetic blueprint in my hands. I can recreate it at any time."

Frena was brimming with confidence regarding this.

"Good grief, even genetic blueprints are involved now. Is it cloning!?"

Ruan Qingyi exclaimed.

"Haha! How could it be! That technology is not easy to stabilize, even in a magical world. The genetic blueprint I mentioned is a crossbreeding chart of two monsters. Once I rematch the proportions later, I can breed another."

"Then it seems the other party has been relentlessly chasing you because they want to obtain your genetic blueprint."

Someone muttered softly, seemingly having reached an understanding.

"No, what they want are the magical culture fluids and petri dishes I created."

Frena shook her head.

"And what is that?"

"It is roughly equivalent to a device and a Potion that can accelerate the growth of juvenile monsters."

"Hey! So there's such a device. Hearing about it makes me want to see it for myself."

Upon hearing the word 'device,' Orff, the Chariot, instantly grew interested.

Just from Frena's brief description, he could imagine what this device did. However, some of the key technologies involved had to be the exclusive research of this newly joined Lovers member.

"That is naturally not a problem, but it will have to wait until this matter is resolved."

"Haha! Leave it to me, then!"

Hearing that there was something fascinating to see, the bearded Orff immediately perked up. He drew a Card and tossed out a tracked vehicle resembling a doomsday chariot, then leapt onto it.

"I also happen to want to see who is stronger: the knight, or my chariot!"

Having shifted gears, Orff slammed on the accelerator. The magic engine roared to life as he charged straight at the opposing knight.

"Huh! Stealing my business!?"

The Chariot's actions stunned the Sun for a moment, and then she immediately sprinted forward.

"Wait! The horse! Don't you dare kill my horse!"

Sun's running style was very similar to Lan Qingyou's previous method, a spacewalk-like bounding technique where each leap covered several meters.

This method was extremely convenient and particularly effortless.

Watching this as an experienced user, Lan Qingyou gave a thumbs-up and repeatedly praised the technique.

"Alright! The three contestants have now successfully entered the arena!"

"What kind of battle will they bring us next?"

"Will the Chariot's vehicle defeat the knight's warhorse, or will the knight's warhorse defeat the Chariot's vehicle? Or perhaps the latecomer, classmate Sun, will succeed with a sneak attack?"

"Let us wait and see how this match unfolds!"

"Let us wait and see how this match unfolds!"

At this moment, Gu Xiaobei's highly enthusiastic voice rang out from the side.

Somewhat bewildered, Frena turned her head to look. Good grief, this girl was holding a rice paddle like a microphone, acting as an announcer providing live commentary.

Meanwhile, the people from the villa standing nearby seemed completely accustomed to this sort of thing, as if they had seen it happen many times before.

What in the world was wrong with this group of people...

'Have I accidentally joined some terrifying organization?' she thought.

"Is this sensible?"

Frena could not help but voice her doubts.

Someone immediately responded.

"Of course it's sensible. Otherwise, a group of people standing around here can't just play auto-chess, right? Observing different people's combat styles is also beneficial for improving your own combat skills."

These words came from the battle maniac, Li Huai.

"Indeed. The original team battle turned into a one-on-one duel because of a certain someone, which certainly saved us a lot of trouble."

Judgment closed his eyes and nodded.

"Saved us from what! Doesn't this mean those of us who didn't fight won't get a share of the blood?"

Riesling, the Justice, stomped his feet in anxiety.

Hearing this, everyone froze on the spot.

Oh, right!!

Weren't they all here for the blood?

But now, after Lan Qingyou dropped a meteor-like strike, all the underlings were wiped out, leaving only a horse-riding 'main character'.

The crucial point was that both the Chariot and the Sun had already charged forward. It would be somewhat inappropriate for the rest of them to join in now.

After all, the opponent was not a boss-level entity, so it wasn't worth utilizing their blood-pumping righteous gang-beating combo attack.

Naturally.

There was another reason why Riesling was jumping around in anxiety. Lan Qingyou's long-standing distribution method had become the villa's official loot-sharing scheme, meaning anyone who did not contribute to the fight would not receive any blood.

"I know you are in a hurry, but take it easy."