Tresen's five horses tore me apart

Bai Le sent Otoaki Fumieko to the door, watched her leave, and then stretched.

Now the finishing work is almost done. I will do a small interview on campus to talk about my attitude towards this matter, which will be a more direct statement than that in the media.

Maybe it's time to get a Marathi account for the team, to express the team's public stance or something.

He turned around and thought about this matter.

Generally speaking, a "team", that is, a team with two or more horse girls, will have a name, but it is usually not necessary to create an online account.

After all, it is difficult to cause any problems at the team level. The trainers are usually very busy and have no time to maintain the system after it is established.

But Sirius now has six members and 1 G14 trophies. Not only does it have a Triple Crown horse girl, but it is also about to have two Triple Crown winners and one Triple Queen crown.

For a team with such a luxurious configuration, it is necessary to increase channels for external communication.

At least there was one place where Sirius's meaning could be expressed openly, clearly and quickly.

However, Treson's tradition is there, and as far as Bai Le is concerned, he really doesn't have much time to engage in online marketing.

Sirius doesn't need it. As long as Sirius continues to win, one victory after another, the topic will not diminish.

Even many years later, it can be passed down from generation to generation in Teresen as a legendary story.

What three crowns and five G1s in one month? Oh, now Xiaoyu is 6G1. I wonder how many younger trainers will sweat.

Thinking of this, even someone showed a slightly evil smile.

"Let's go back to training, Oguruma. Next, you have to prepare well for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation. This one will be quite a challenge for you."

"Well, I'll try my best, Trainer."

Little Chestnut, who was quietly waiting beside someone, nodded seriously when he heard this.

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Chapter 391 The Price of Blood (Part )

Of course, Bai Le has to prepare more than just the chrysanthemum viewing for Xiaolimao.

He has a lot of things to do, the most recent of which is Xiaoyu's Takarazuka Memorial.

The roster for this game has been released, and there are many opponents worth paying attention to.

Inari Ichi showed considerable strength in Tenchun, and Aotake Yuimi, whose name Bai Le knew, has been in the industry for five years and has rich competition experience. He once won the G1 Yasuda Kinen Shinsouji. Last year's old rival Yae Muten also participated in the competition.

Today there is one more name: Sakura Chiyoou.

Bai Le was shocked when he saw the name Sakura Chiyoou.

After all, he had examined the dog and knew that her legs and feet were in very bad condition. To be more precise, she was not suitable for participating in the competition.

It's just that someone has been very busy recently and hasn't paid much attention to Sakura Chiyoou for the time being.

However, after receiving this news, he decided to call and ask.

"Yes, this is my own decision. I'm sorry to have caused you concern, Bai Lejun."

On the other end of the phone, Sakura Chiyo's voice was firm.

But between the lines, you can hear the unwillingness to give up.

"I'll try to think of a solution."

Bai Le could only say this and hang up the phone.

Then, he received a call from Airi Hayabusa, asking him to come over.

"The effect of sweat still exists. Well, the actual effect is about 1.5 times the original. It's really amazing, Bai Lejun..."

Ali Tacho shook the flask in her hand, and her scarlet eyes looked at someone meaningfully, as if she was looking at a large piece of medicine.

"I think this is ridiculous. Did you really make a mistake in your calculations?"

Being stared at in this way, someone felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but take a step back.

"How could I be wrong? I'm a genius scientist."

Obviously, Airi Hayabusa was angry that her professional level was questioned.

"So this week, we'll test that."

"Yeah, are you really okay?"

"We have to give it a try. A small portion should be fine, right?"

Bai Le shrugged and said.

"Then give it a try."

"How do I do that? Do I need to slit my wrists or something?"

"You must be joking. That would contaminate the blood supply. Of course, it's drawn with a needle."

Airihakuko said as she tore open the package of a syringe.

"Why is your syringe so big?"

Seeing this, Bai Le quickly took a step back.

He wasn't afraid of injections, but he felt dizzy looking at the 20-centimeter syringe.

"Don't worry, I won't drain you dry."

Elissako glanced at the syringe and said casually.

"Is this something you can just talk about? Hurry up and change me to a smaller one. I feel like I'll die on the spot after smoking this thing, okay?"

"Don't be afraid, let me breathe."

Facing the grinning Elesuko who was approaching step by step, Bai Le retreated again and again until he reached the door.

Then, he retreated into a small embrace.

"boom"

"what."

A man and a horse girl exclaimed at the same time.

"Speedy, what are you doing?"

Although small in stature, Manchester City Tea House also possesses the strength of a horse girl. She easily caught someone, hugged him, and held him firmly. By the way, she poked her head out from behind to ask her friends.

"Chazuo, you did a good job, a good job, help me hold him still, I need to draw some blood."

Elissako came up excitedly.

"Your syringe is too much."

Seeing the huge 20-centimeter syringe in her hand, which could be called a weapon, Manchester City Tea House's golden pupils shrank.

Let alone humans, even horse girls would be scared when looking at this thing, right?

"Yeah, I told you to change to a smaller one. I don't know how effective it will be."

Bai Le also shouted.

This thing is too painful, and the needle is thicker than the needle used for blood donation. He would rather break his bone again than use this thing.

"whispering sound."

Seeing that no one supported her action, Airi Suko smacked her lips, put away the large syringe, and turned back to get a smaller one.

"That's pretty much it."

Only then did Bai Le feel at ease and let the horse girl disinfect and draw blood.

His body was still quite strong, and he didn't feel anything when a small tube of blood was drawn out.

"The blood has been drawn. What should we do next? Dilute the foot soak?"

Someone didn't know much about biology, so he asked according to his own understanding.

"How could I possibly waste it like that? Direct injection isn't suitable either. There would be a blood type conflict. I need to test the effects of direct contact first, and then I'll try to make it into medicine."

Said Elly Hayako.

"It's okay, at least it's not like making blood tofu or something."

Bai Le breathed a sigh of relief. At least the painting style didn't suddenly become humorous.

"If it's not blood tofu, what is it?"

"It's a traditional food from our area. Simply put, it's tofu made with blood. It can also be made into sausage."

After hearing this, Airi Hayabusa took a half step back.

"The recipes you have there are a bit off the mark."

"It's actually quite delicious. The duck blood vermicelli soup and the blood sausage stewed with pickled cabbage are both delicious. If you have a chance to go across the street, I'll treat you to a try."

Bai Le looked at the two horse racing girls who couldn't help but take a step back away from him, and said with his hands spread out.

“How do we test it?”

"It's very simple. First, use mine. Apply a small amount of your blood on one part of my leg. Use your massage technique on the other part to compare."

Said Elly Hayako.

"I'm afraid this little bit of blood isn't enough."

Someone frowned as he looked at the small vial of blood in Airi Hayabusa's hand.

"That's why I used that. Why, do you need a shot?"

"No thanks, no thanks. If you inject that thing, I'm afraid I'll end up in the hospital."

Bai Le sighed.

"Then let's get ready and start the test."

Under the somewhat frightened and curious gazes of the Manchester Tea House, Bai Le and Aili Suko began a new round of tests today.

A small amount of fresh, still warm blood was squeezed out of the syringe and applied thinly on the horse girl's fair calves.

"hiss--"

"Then I'll start working on this leg."

Bai Le took a deep breath. The fragrance of Ma Niang's body mixed with the faint smell of blood made him feel a little strange.

If someone who doesn't know the truth saw this, they would probably think it was some kind of cult scene.

Fifteen minutes later, Elissa collapsed in the chair, breathing more out than in.

He looked even more listless than usual.

"Come down and walk around? Test the effect?"

Someone suggested.

"I feel like my legs are going to fall off. Today the pain is several times worse than usual."

Muttering to herself, the red-eyed horse girl put on her shoes with her bare feet - she usually wore black stockings, and it would be too troublesome to put them on again at this moment.

Then, Airihaku's eyes widened slightly.

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Chapter 392 The Price of Blood (Part )

“The effect is much more obvious.”

She screamed and even jumped a few times on the spot.

“It’s not really effective.”

Bai Leren is a little bit numb.

It’s not that he thinks this is a bad thing, but if the price is his own blood, it feels a bit delicate.

Fortunately, this is a peaceful and kind world of Uma Musume. Otherwise, if I could really break the curse of fate, I would probably be kept in captivity and have my blood drawn every day.

"How much blood do I need to draw?"