"Catching up! The other racing girls are trying to catch up with Miura Bourbon. They will never allow Miura Bourbon to continue to show off her speed like no one else!"
"This is just a prologue. Such a fierce competition is not optimistic."
"Just like Mr. Wen said! At this moment, the entire horse herd is almost stuck together in order to chase Miura Bourbon, which in turn prevents more horse girls from getting the best of their speed!
"In comparison, the pace of the first group is very stable, which is in sharp contrast to the second group that is chaotic and constantly changing their order."
"It's just like the difference between a Gundam with three reds and a no-name machine..."
"Hey, um, Mr. Wen, please use a more friendly way of describing it!"
"Ah? Isn't Gundam a very common armed vehicle nowadays? There are several parked at Tianmen Airport."
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If the communication has nothing to do with the game, if it is placed in a G-level event, the host will not only have to have his salary deducted, but may also risk bowing and apologizing or even resigning.
But OP-level events will not be so strict. After all, sometimes, some players may actually be able to fish out the Gundam - but in that case, it is the players who should be disqualified.
No matter what, it's a bit outrageous to open a giant robot on the field. You should go to the 'GBN' (Gunpla Network Battle Network) next door, not here.
But this does not prevent a certain racing girl from being called Gundam, not to mention that a certain racing girl is indeed a fan of Gundam animation.
It's just that this fan will not be affected by the host's speech. It is better to say that not being moved by things outside the game is the professional foundation of an athlete, so Miura Bourbon just calmly entered the middle game - in countless horses. My mother was desperately chasing her.
Arisuko: "Ah...it's this messy rhythm again. Is the pressure so strong?"
Manchester City Cafe: "...No, there is no rhythm anymore...Is this a quasi-triple crown...No, you can't say that, 'friend'."
Real wit: "Is this a recent trend? Does Kallen-chan also have to break the rhythm to capture everyone?"
Tamamo Cross: "Uh... I don't think it's necessary... Ordinary games shouldn't be like this..."
Mi Yu: "Bourbon-san... so amazing..."
...As these underage players said, the current situation in the racecourse has completely collapsed.
Even Akane Shinjo could see these horse girls running around.
Let alone rhythm or anything like that, no one has any rhythm at all.
All the horse girls on the field are trying to catch up with Miura Bourbon, but most of them are not suitable for the escape method.
If you can't achieve interference, you can't win first place.
If you want to achieve interference, you have to give up the established plan and at least touch the other party's dust.
After all, horse racing is not a kart props race. All restraint skills are effective based on range selection rather than precise locking, so they must at least barely catch up with the opponent's speed.
In other words, invest your energy now that should be reserved for the rear.
This is completely opposite to the situation in yesterday's Cosmos Appreciation.
In yesterday's game, those horse girls who were chased by Manchester City Teahouse all went crazy one by one, just like the legend of "horse girls who are chased by monsters who are not afraid of shadows will collapse" in the era of Narita Shirohito.
So when he saw Cha Zao's performance, Narita Shiruhito's reaction could not be described as unexciting.
In contrast, seeing this Bourbon arena, the adult horsewoman who was about to retire was silent.
Looking at the horse ladies, they seemed to be falling into hysterical madness during the chase, just like a certain senior in their memory.
On the contrary, a retired horse girl couldn't help but sigh: "Although I have expected it, when I see it, I still have to admire what an outstanding child. Rudolph will be very happy to see it."
After all, what the emperor expected was the prosperous age of the horse race girl, just like her opening remarks at the opening ceremony:
Baijun is so lucky.
As her opponent and friend, Representative Qianming naturally understands.
But what Narita Shiruhito raised after hearing this was a more practical topic:
"If Maruzensky saw it, he would be even more excited."
The red sports car once beat its opponent by 54 lengths and was once known as the strongest escape horse.
but……
"Maruzen is actually the first contestant, but the great escape should also be quite attractive to her." Representative Chiaki, a social expert who has the same deep friendship with Maruzensky, can tell this truth.
Then he looked up at the sky expectantly.
"I'm really curious about her reaction when she looks back and sees the Bourbon match. She has been honest for many years."
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[Those who overcome difficulties by riding on them]/Those who overcome difficulties
【动い人せ】/move with the trend
[Leader's pride]
【sticky waist】/perseverance
【hurry foot】/hurry up
The so-called catching up with Miura Bourbon is the goal of every player on the field, but this goal is out of reach, even if they have devoted all their efforts, even if they have even prepared some off-the-table moves that are allowed in OP-level events, But if you can't get close enough, it's all in vain.
Even if it's just a horse...
They cannot admit this gap.
I can't bear the shame of being completely crushed.
He was willing to risk everything in the entire game just for the sake of a momentary victory, and even had the idea of 'even if only I can touch it, at least the champion will be one of the other players' - this was like a noble sacrifice.
They are chasing the 'Cyber Horse Girl', just like the people who were there hundreds of years ago when AI first appeared.
At that time, people were unable to resist the unemployment caused by AI's liberation of productivity, and preferred to choose to destroy the AI carrier as their own resistance.
They gathered spontaneously, shouting that they wanted to bring back the era of mankind. Little did they know that there were still humans behind AI, and those who created AI were also humans.
Their unemployment is not caused by enhanced tools, but by the expectations of those above them who hold the tools.
In the ten years since then, many things have happened.
After social reforms, policy changes, and the era of harmonious coexistence between AI and humans has truly arrived, there are still a group of people who stubbornly resist AI, irritably destroy AI, and still carry out terrorist attacks under the guise that AI will make them unemployed.
Why is this so?
At this point, it is no longer AI that really makes them unemployed. There are even a large number of human practitioners in their industry.
And they use the banner of resisting AI for one reason from beginning to end:
Weak.
Uneasy because of weakness, restless because of failure.
And then feel fear about the future and prospects.
Then where the fear is at its peak, wild evil fires arise.
So there are crazy flesh and blood that use all possible means to fight against the ruthless machinery——
——Then crushed by cold steel.
The cold machines don't pay attention to those emotions and don't care about those ideals. As long as you enter the goal, they will execute it.
With extremely precise calculations and impeccable logic, they have will but do not need emotions, and follow the expectations of the user (Master).
Follow the Master's expectations and dominate the entire Kokura Racecourse with his steely footsteps.
Just like that, we entered the final straight line of the final game at a speed that no one could catch up with.
In order to widen the gap between the seven horses, the stream of thunder and lightning became more intense in the eyes, and the clear starry sky could be seen.
There was no crescent moon in the starry sky, and she could not feel the cold eyes in the audience, which made her feel more at ease.
This is the Master's trust in her, and to repay that trust.
【G00 1st.F∞;】
"It is not equipped with a decisive system, so it abandons particle dispersion and instead increases all output."
Without the match of the final victory suit, the attack point was not visible in the source energy field of view at that moment, but only ruined desert rocks.
But that didn't stop her from giving orders to the dispatcher.
"Remove the limiter...prepare for everything to be normal."
"Mihono Bourbon, attack!"
As I write and write, I find that Omo, who only wants Bourbon to win normally, is very much like the logistics master who makes fools of others (x)
(End of chapter)
