Chapter 1620: NO．234：Unique Field Bonus

NO．234：Unique Field Bonus

In the publicity window of the Jidong Derby, there exists another name.

The outstanding horse of the Jiemen District.

No matter who the victor is, anyone who steps onto this battlefield will receive the acclaim of being 'a generation's outstanding horse'.

Indeed, that is indeed the case.

Although after the Gaoyue Prize, all those behind the starting gate were considered defeated troops of Aimu Zhiji, yet during the days between these two races, there was no shortage of abundant commentary and analysis.

They will explain in a way that even laypeople can understand just how strong Aimu Zhiji's victory was, while also telling how difficult that victory was.

Although unlike the warm feelings in everyone's publicity, competitive events always let the winner take all, and people only care about the champion, not the runner-up or third place; but in the eyes of professionals who make a living from this, they will not only not forget the horse that lost by a nose, Mipu Bourbon, but will also make it the core topic and elaborate on it.

At this point, even Ailisuzhi, which trailed Mipu Bourbon by a neck, and Mancheng Chazuo, which trailed Ailisuzhi by a neck, would likewise have a place in this discussion.

After all, it's simply because they are indeed strong enough.

The situation where the gap between first and fourth place does not exceed one horse length is also relatively rare in race history.

Such a situation, where they remain entangled even at the final stretch, often signifies the birth of a rivalry story, and the tiny margins of a nose or neck can easily become a high-intensity CP pairing in some story creations—but…

Two people are enough for a CP to be business, right?

What is a CP hotchpotch with four people?

What nonsense, is this even considered a rivalry!

Whether or not they are rivals aside, the fact that their strength difference is too small is unusually obvious.

So obvious that the outcome of the next race becomes unpredictable, and after those experts and pundits seriously analyze it, even laypeople feel that this season's Triple Crown champion prediction is not only wavering but also highly intense.

Damn, this is a showdown of the strong! Is it a continuation of victory or a new victor? Bring it on now!

——When the audience thinks this way, the most undoubtedly hurt are the 14 horse girls outside of these four.

Thus Mancheng Chazuo slowly closed her eyes.

She released her sensations, using a talent perception not belonging to any energy school to sense the mutual gathering and clashing resentment within this line of starting gates.

The clashing resentment was such chaotic disorder that it should have been impossible to untangle, yet she could trace each strand and realize this was a misfortune directed at herself and her three teammates.

But she didn't understand at all, even though Aomo had instructed them to prepare for being targeted and challenged, and had even devised response plans for several scenarios, showing great seriousness, yet to the horse girls this seemed merely ordinary.

Being targeted and challenged is normal, also a recognition of strength; thinking that after the Gaoyue Prize they must have been analyzed and researched plenty, they could fully accept their position as the challenged.

But in actual experience, Chazuo inevitably felt some confusion.

Indeed, in the cramped starting gate no one speaks, the countdown is very short, and nobody wants to miss a battle opportunity due to a lapse in attention.

But without whispering, a heavy resentment will silently speak.

Although no stance is directly indicated, the direction of their gaze is so obvious that it lets her feel that other teammates noticing this is only a matter of time.

Her trainer had not told her about the situation in the public arena, and more consciously instructed them to spend these few days less surfing the internet, hoping they would guarantee good sleep and mental condition to prepare for the Derby.

Although I don't know whether others have complied, Chazuo herself is very obedient.

So she didn't know that her four-person team had already taken all the attention and talk of these days, leaving all the other players reduced to mere background.

Compared to the well-behaved Mancheng Chazuo who didn't even go self-search or browse websites much, these players obviously couldn't block all that information, and couldn't maintain a good mental state.

But perhaps…

This resentment, fermented from unwillingness, is what they and their trainers consider 'good'.

Precisely because they lack even the courtesy to speak up, they will not say much.

Precisely because the resentment runs deep, they stare with unwavering focus.

Silence brews in the starting gate; the fourteen horse girls gather strength, full of unwillingness, unwilling to be seen merely as background that 'feels inferior…'

Thus, in that brief countdown where Chazuo's thought that 'other teammates noticing this is only a matter of time' falls through——

Click!

Out of the gate!

With nearly uniform steps, they appear as if everyone is in ideal condition……

Out of the gate!

——

"The race has started! Gate exit successful! Rarely has no one been late leaving the gate!"

From the moment the gate burst open, eighteen bolts of lightning shot out, stirring a wave of exclamations from the audience stands, and causing Aomo Lindun, standing far on the bleachers beside his colleague, to sigh involuntarily:

"Ah… This really brings about a strange atmosphere."

"…What?" The one who was intently watching Senlinbaoxue's run, almost about to shout 'Baoxue, go!' but then unconsciously glanced at Tokailin, the trainer beside him, and upon hearing the other speak, instinctively shrank his head.

Aomo also saw that his presence hindered the fervent, righteous shouting here, but unfortunately, out of some considerations, he could not help but continue standing here.

By the way, to point out to them some easily overlooked key points.

"Look at the expressions on those girls' faces—don't you find them very strange?"

"…Uh…"

"Twisted and ferocious, right?"

"Uh… saying it like that… isn't very good."

Out of courtesy and respect, Tokailin wanted to speak but held back, unable to find a suitable word, yet unexpectedly the other was so blunt.

Even turning around to instruct himself: "Such superficialities don't help your relationships, Tokailin trainer."

"From the moment you let Senlinbaoxue speak, you must first make adequate preparations to withstand pressure, just as I did back then."

"Uh, thanks for the guidance?"

"No need to thank me; after all, to be honest, I originally expected this scene only with you and your trained classmate Senlinbaoxue."

"…What does that mean?"

"'Appearance arises from the mind'—have you heard this saying?"

Yes, there are, this is what the East Flame people say, right?

Right, then you might try substituting this phrase, imagining those hideous, twisted faces at this moment, and then tell me, what mindset lets them strike such a divine pose?

If it were Miss Senlinbaoxue, she probably wouldn't be as hesitant as you, Tokailin trainer.

... This, this is related to you?

Answering a question with a question… that's not a good habit, but I'm willing to answer you: the source of their resentment is my four horse girls under my command, so this counts as an indirect causal link; if you also have a crystal core installed in your brain and can naturally replay memories, you might as well replay the moment just before the gate opens——

Manchester Chazuo, she is my most obedient yet not particularly reassuring girl under my command, possessing excellent talent in Spirit Summoning, able to easily sense resentful aura.

... But her expression at that time…

Not painful, but rather comfortable and natural, right?

The youth turned their head, looking at the colleague beside them whose expression had always been unnatural.

I've said it before, she has excellent talent in Spirit Summoning, able to easily sense resentful aura; don't you understand what I mean?

... She not only is accustomed to, but also likes that kind of environment?

Yes, that's how it should be straightforward, Tokailin trainer.

They lightly clapped their hands, the youth turned back, looking at the unit that appeared especially bloated in the early proceedings; a hint of subtlety showed in their dark red eyes, yet there was no worry.

She indeed likes that environment, because in that environment, some of her 'friends' are always very active.