I only have one year to live, so I must become a legendary horse girl!

Gotham Carol was helpless. In fact, it wasn't just Route that changed after the training match. Donna also changed her address from Trainer to Trainer-sir after she came back, as if she was possessed. There was no point in correcting her.

This horse girl of theirs is very serious and refuses to change despite repeated warnings. Gotham Carol has no way to deal with this and can only let her be.

There's nothing you can do about being called that, right?

"By the way, Mr. Trainer."

"What…?"

"Donna will definitely not lose to that route."

Whether it's strength, performance, mentality, or...

Regarding the role and status of Gotham Anthem in people's hearts.

For everything that can be snatched away like this—

Donna wanted to hold it in her hands without reservation.

She wants to be the strongest of Gotham's carol singers, the undisputed strongest.

Because the team she is in will definitely become the best in the world, right?

Chapter 170: Bad News

"So, the child couldn't say anything and was already lost in deep thought?"

"Well, although Route seems a bit clumsy, he's not a complete idiot, right...? Probably not."

Gotham Carol was a little uncertain, and she gave such a doubtful answer, and then Aldan Mejiro, who was also sitting in the car next to her, gently hugged her in his arms and stroked her hair and cheeks.

"Really? That's the best thing, of course. However, that child clearly hasn't quite realized his mistake yet."

"Yeah... So what should I do, Aldan-sister."

"Of course, after spending time with her and teaching her well, I'll tell her the right thing to do at the most appropriate time, using the running of hymns to teach her."

Aldan Mejiro taught gently, and then gave his own suggestions as a more mature horse girl, and Gotham Carol nodded slightly after a little hesitation.

Is that really how it should be? We need to clearly tell the team what is right and what is wrong, and what kind of mentality should a horse girl have when entering the racetrack?

Let me use running to teach your body a lesson!

"Oh, by the way, Song Ge, the secretary asked me to tell you that the company will probably contact you in two or three days. When the time comes, just show up, record the information completely, and submit it. You don't have to worry about anything."

"That's it..."

Gotham Carol didn't have any further thoughts. She nodded and then expressed her doubts.

"Come to think of it, doesn't this seem a bit too easy, Sister Aldan? Doesn't that company over there suspect I might have other intentions...?"

"Of course you wouldn't doubt it, right? Carol, this is a very natural thing."

Mejiro Aldan blinked, looked at Gotham Carol, and gave a completely different answer.

"First of all, we are horse girls. Secondly, they also hope that Song Ge will stand on their side. After all, this is a huge benefit that no one can easily give up."

After all, Aldan Mejiro was the second-in-command of Mejiro Castle. She quickly gave an answer that allowed Gotham Carol to fully understand the current situation. After understanding this, she nodded with relief.

"Is that so? Then there's nothing to worry about. Just finish this matter and then head to Dubai, right?"

…………

After walking out of the company's campus, Gotham Carol finally realized that there was a part of the world that was not so beautiful, which it had never been exposed to before.

How to describe it?

It sounds great on the surface, but the actual content cannot be concealed at all.

To describe what Gotham Carol saw in the simplest terms, it would probably be a group of pitiful people who had no remorse for what they had done and were even proud of it.

We use science and technology to give all the horse girls better bodies, greater speed, greater strength, and higher levels. We are doing such a great thing...!

In fact, are what these people in the company behind you saying true?

Of course it couldn't be. What these people did was not only not great, it was simply too numerous to list. Gotham Carol knew this clearly. The intelligence they got from the Secretariat contained very clear data -

That is about the current life of the first generation of horse girls who used the strengthening potion. The above results are not quite terrible, they can only be said to be incomparably shocking.

The fitness community remained silent, only reporting the bad news.

In fact, judging from what the secretariat said before, the US competition process actually explicitly prohibits this kind of content, and the content will be tested together with the physical examination before the start of the competition.

but…!

But this is just a clear regulation. The regulations are fixed, but the people who test them are flexible. And although it is prohibited, considering that in daily training, horse girls may inevitably come into contact with related types, so there is a minimum standard, that is to say.

The so-called violation actually refers to exceeding this threshold, that is, the so-called 10% content.

Therefore, many horse racing girls often stop taking drugs within a certain time limit before the race, and then use various methods that have become unspoken rules to allow themselves to pass the pre-race inspection.

This has even been agreed upon and all American participating horse girls will agree to it...!

In fact, this can also be regarded as an accomplice in expanding the scope of use of related American drugs. It is a very simple logic. If other horse girls who are not as good as you, or horse girls whose strength is not much different from yours, use these things to madly increase their own strength, thereby threatening your competitive position and possibility of winning, then as the horse girl who is actually treated unfairly and does not need to use it, what can you do?

Most American horse girls choose to join the ranks of this group, and then "fight back with their own strength." As a result, after overdrawing on this strength, the rate of drug poisoning among American horse girls is the highest in the world.

How can I describe it? It's simply unbelievable.

Gotham Carol also thought so, but after coming to her senses, she could only smile bitterly, and then she understood the thoughts of those horse girls on this matter.

This is one of the rare times when she shows such a bitter expression...

What kind of thing is this? Bad money driving out good? Are horsegirls who have no need to use these things forced to do terrible things because of their circumstances?

Gotham Carol didn't know how to describe it, but in short, she had obtained evidence that might end this situation, and now it was safely placed in her skirt pocket.

After patting the hem of her white dress to confirm the recording evidence, Gotham Carol took her steps, left with Donna, and got on the car to go home.

However, as soon as they got in the car, Gotham Carol felt Donna's intense gaze, which seemed to indicate that she wanted to say something but was waiting for permission.

"Donna...? Go ahead, I'm listening."

"Well, let me tell you, Trainer...this is really too much."

Donna obviously hated such things as well, and her bright eyes strongly reflected her undisguised disgust. Gotham Carol naturally had no objection to such things, because she also hated such a group of people and the facts created by such a group of people.

"I originally thought that those horse girls did such ridiculous things out of their own weakness, but now it seems that most of them actually have no choice."

Why is there no choice?

In fact, it is a very simple truth. When you are born inferior to others, no matter how hard you try and how much you train, you cannot be faster than others, stronger than others, or have better physical strength than others. You may even realize one thing outside of the competition.

That is, when you are running training, other horse girls may be shopping, eating, sleeping, in short, they are not sleeping. If you still can't defeat that horse girl, then as monsters pursuing speed, what kind of mood will the horse girls feel?

I want to defeat her... no matter what, no matter what happens, I want to defeat her...!

So, it's only natural to go astray, right? The pursuit of speed, the pursuit of strength, the pursuit of ever-increasing speed, the ability to crush all those you want to defeat...! This is something that every creature, in every world and at every era, will pursue. And as someone who believes in the power of the universe, Donna can easily understand this.

If she had not been born into a family of great status and power, if she had not been asked since childhood to be the strongest who "relies on her own abilities to overcome everything", if Donna had changed her family and lived in an American competitive environment, perhaps she would have joined the ranks of those poor horse girls because of such things?

It was after realizing this that Donna deeply realized how sad this environment had become. She didn't want to see such a thing. Even though these horse girls might not be her opponents, she could not accept this fact.

What's more, she is not afraid that after the steroids disappear, the horse girls may liberate their nature and become more powerful, which may bring challenges to her.

The more powerful opponents there are, the better, right?!

"It's human nature to strive to be stronger than everyone else, but people are born different. So, those who rely on acquired desires for strength to gain benefits are better off being destroyed, right?"

"Indeed... People like this don't need to be saved or given a chance to correct themselves."

In the eyes of those company employees, this may just be a matter of making money and a consensual choice, but in reality, this is using other people's lives to make money, which is outright murder...!

"Don't worry, Donna. We'll see the day soon when these damn guys will completely collapse and disappear...!"

Gotham Carol didn't say anything more. She just looked out the window silently. In fact, it was at times like this that she rarely felt guilty and helpless.

The reason is very simple. Although the talent of this body can be considered outstanding, compared with the powerful strength that many horse girls have obtained with countless sweat and tears, hers are actually something that comes by chance and can be obtained as long as time accumulates.

However, Gotham Carol certainly would not say such an incredible thing. She just closed her eyes and thought about what she should do next.

Soon, Gotham Carol returned home, and it was obvious that Ocean Biscuit and Secretariat had been waiting there for a long time. After taking the evidence from Gotham Carol, they both breathed a sigh of relief and became quite relaxed.

"Now, our final chain of evidence is completely sufficient. These idiots are so shameless as to declare such illegal content and use it as capital to attract endorsements. It's really laughable."

This is Seabiscuit, with her arms folded across her chest and her legs draped over the table like she's at home, revealing an undisguised expression of disgust.

"How could these idiots do such a thing if they weren't so lacking in knowledge and common sense? Okay, Ms. Seabiscuit, we should have known everything about them by now, right?"

Secretariat was obviously quite happy, but she still maintained her usual calm demeanor on the surface. She didn't have much opinion on what happened with Gotham Carol. She sat between Manchester Tea House and Mejiro McQueen, and then comfortably returned to her daily life.

"I was quite reluctant at first, but now that I can be part of something so meaningful, it doesn't seem like my efforts were wasted."

Gotham Carol indeed thought so. At this moment, she was leaning on her sisters with a sense of relief, looking like a completely lost person who had completely lost her fighting spirit.

Seeing this attitude, Gotham Carol's Secretariat didn't have any other thoughts. She nodded to Ocean Biscuit, then walked to the door and prepared to leave.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Carol, the Brave Dancer asked me to tell you that there's no real need to go back and forth to the United States. She'll be waiting for you in Dubai. So, we'll see you later."

"Well, see you later."

After the matter in Japan was over, the Secretariat had no plans to travel around the world for the time being. Naturally, Gotham Carol, which could not stay in the United States for too long, would have to be completely isolated from Old Thing No. 2 for a while.

To be honest, I am still a little reluctant to let go of Gotham Carol. Although Old Thing No. 2 is a Miss Secretariat... lady who likes to tease others in various senses, it cannot be stopped that she is extremely reliable at critical moments.

And even when she was scheming against others, Secretariat never brought anything bad to Gotham Carol. She just liked to let Gotham Carol do it first and then deal with it after it was done.

However, this feeling is only a little bit. If we compare, the level of concern Secretariat holds in Gotham Anthem's heart is certainly not as great as that of Mejiro Takamine——!

What era is this? It's not the time when it rained at the Arc de Triomphe and photos taken at night would be blurry. In this day and age, if you really want to see someone, can't a phone call solve the problem?

It was because of this mentality that Gotham Carol nodded heavily.

"Okay, but I won't miss you."

"Not at all!"

Chapter 171, Scenery of Dubai

Dubai, this is an amazing country.

On the one hand, it is because of the abundant resources brought by its geographical location and natural conditions, and the income obtained from them; on the other hand, it is because of the reality that the development period is actually very short.

In short, Dubai is a very magical country, from various perspectives. However, one thing that everyone must admit is that Dubai is really developed, developed in every sense of the word.

After walking out of Dubai Airport and arriving in this strange city, even Gothamist, who had lived in the bustling cities of Tokyo and New York for a long time, had to admit one thing: the prosperity of Dubai was far beyond her imagination.

However, she didn't have much time to sigh, because a horse girl leaning on the street outside the airport had already reached out to greet her.

The brave dancer who was not seen sometimes changed her original clothes which were modified from the style of old European aristocrats and put on more modern and mature style.

How to describe it?

It's like she's gone from a quiet lady to a young girl who's just left puberty? Well, she's still old number three in every sense of the word, though!

"Hey, it hasn't been long since we last met, right? Or did this surprise you too much, Carol?"

The Brave Dancer had obviously guessed all of Gotham Carol's possible reactions. She quietly walked up to her and poked Gotham Carol's cheek, showing a faint smile as if she was teasing some rare creature.

Gotham Carol, who had guessed such a thing a long time ago, anticipated it and tilted his head back to avoid the attacking hand.

"No, I don't want you to do anything. Anyway, get in the car first. Let's go to the hotel we arranged first."

Gotham Carol didn't actually look very tired. After all, she was a woman who was used to flying on planes in her past and present lives. But another person in the group was a little different.

Is it Chunqiufen, a child in every sense, the youngest horse girl?

Actually... no, uh, it may sound helpless and funny, or even confusing, but it is indeed the truth.

Who is the one who is so airsick that he is limp as a ball?

Not the equinox.

It's not Mejiro McQueen, but...

route.

This horse girl who seemed to be the largest in every sense, the second strongest horse girl in the team, a two-meter-tall muscle giant—

Which one has the most severe motion sickness reaction?

This kind of thing made Gotham Carol feel funny and helpless. It was only after she got on the plane that she understood why the Secretariat strongly suggested that she prepare more motion sickness medicine, or even just bring some sleeping pills.

Was this a mockery of Gotham Carol's lack of patience for airplanes? Of course not. Secretariat knew full well that Gotham Carol, aside from being bored enough to occasionally play pranks on fellow passengers, would never experience any discomfort on a plane.