Tresen Red Line Domination

Zhong Ming sighed and laughed again, and said to Xiao Li Mao: "It is a disease that will cause Uma Musume to retire, but you don't need to worry, I have found a solution."

Xiao Limao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "If Zhong Ming says there is no problem, then I will believe you."

Zhong Ming felt a little embarrassed by her blunt words and coughed lightly to divert his attention.

"Then what should I do?" Xiao Limao leaned over and asked Zhong Ming, her eyes innocent and full of trust.

Zhong Ming thought for a moment and said with a smile: “Then you should have full confidence in me and look forward to tomorrow.”

"Ok!"

The next day, April 9, the day of the NHK Mile Cup, Typhoon Ma'an suddenly changed direction and headed straight for Tokyo!

Chapter 302 A New Storm Has Appeared

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining on the balcony. The sunflowers and roses in the glass bottles filled with water were swaying slightly in the spring breeze. Zhong Ming put the prepared sandwiches in the kitchen so that they could eat them when Oguruma and the other two woke up. Then he took the food and headed for the Tokyo Racecourse.

There is no need to bring anything special. I just got in the car I borrowed from Master Miyazaki last night, and while dodging the traffic police as if I were familiar with the route, I naturally stepped on the accelerator. I heard the familiar sound of tires squealing, and started off with a feeling of being pushed on my back.

"NHK Mile Cup, a 1,600-meter race, with twelve participating horse girls, all of them are naturally GI-level horse girls..." Zhong Ming reviewed the competition information while driving.

"In addition to Ming Wang, the participants also include Ye Wen She Hui, Ling Amazon who just got promoted to GI, and familiar opponents like Akitsu Emperor. They should be much stronger than before, but I have already prepared countermeasures."

Zhong Ming looked at the lane calmly. He turned the steering wheel, stepped on the brake, and drifted through the curve smoothly. He continued to step on the accelerator, and the radio in the car issued a weather forecast.

"…On April 9, there will be basically no rain in all of Japan, but Typhoon Masada, which was generated in the Pacific Ocean, is about to land in the Philippines. Tokyo will be partially affected and light rain will fall. Please prepare for it, Tokyo residents."

A light rain? That’s not a big deal.

Zhong Ming thought and continued listening.

"According to the response of Tokyo residents, a group of strange people suddenly appeared in various places in Tokyo in recent days. They held flags with the word 'Ming' written on them and walked towards the Tokyo Racecourse on foot like ascetics. Some of them even knelt every three steps and kowtowed every five steps towards the Tokyo Racecourse, chanting 'Ming Wang must win, Ming Wang must win'. After in-depth investigation, it was found that they were not strange believers, but were willing to help others. They helped old ladies cross the road, caught criminals who molested elementary school students, and overwhelmed criminals who robbed on the street. When the family members expressed their gratitude for the gift money, they refused and said - Thank you for paying attention to Ming Wang, thank you for paying attention to Ming Wang!"

"Snapped!"

Zhong Ming's mouth twitched and he turned off the car radio. To be able to do this, he was worthy of being a fan of Ming Wang. Online, he was already very powerful, and offline, he was even more like a god of war. He could actually form a group to do such a thing, which made him want to cover his face.

Well, doing good deeds is indeed very good, but don’t add a sentence at the end saying “Follow the Ming Wang”!

Thanks to their viral spread, Zhong Ming recently discovered that the number of followers on Ming Wang’s Twitter account has approached 30 million, which has surpassed Central Treson’s fan record.

Zhong Ming sighed slightly, then smiled helplessly. Well, at least they didn't do anything bad. Instead, they did good things. So he could accept being tortured a little.

Suddenly Zhong Ming heard the sound of a police alarm. He looked in the rearview mirror and found a police car speeding behind him, as if it was arresting a criminal.

Zhong Minggang was inspired by the case of Ming Wang's fans. He looked around to see if there was a speeding criminal. After a pause, he realized that it seemed to be him. He was silent for a moment and then quietly sped up to get rid of the police car.

It seems that I am not as good as Ming Wang’s fans?

Zhong Ming was extremely embarrassed.

There are already crowds of people outside the Tokyo Racecourse. Although it hasn't opened yet, people are already queuing outside. At a glance, there are huge crowds of people. Although the Uma Musume Competition Association is the designated scapegoat, it's really not their fault today. The NHK Mile Cup was supposed to start at 2 pm, but now there are almost 200,000 people at 11 pm, forcing the Tokyo Racecourse to open early. Otherwise, if such a large number of people lead to some accidents, then tomorrow the Tokyo Police Department will not only have to hold a "private red bean paste horse race", but will also have to perform a seppuku in public in front of reporters. If a reporter is quick, he might even be able to serve as an kaishakunin.

Although the security guards at the Tokyo Racecourse were as strong as the group of strong men at the entrance of Central Tresin, it was very difficult for them to maintain order in the face of nearly 200,000 people. One word from each person was enough to drown out their words, which were shouted at the top of their throats. The situation was not as good as expected until the police from the Tokyo Police Department came with loud speakers.

The security guards looked at each other and saw the bitter smile and excitement in each other's eyes. They have worked here for ten years, but this is the first time they have encountered such a situation. The reason is naturally not difficult to guess. The NHK Mile Cup was a normal GI popularity competition for more than ten days, and four days ago, Ming Wang suddenly announced that he would participate in the competition. The popularity on the Internet suddenly increased by more than two times. Many viewers who were unable to watch Ming Wang's competition on site before began to eagerly participate.

However, there are too many people and too little food. Even if the Uma Musume Contest Association has a problem with its brain, it is impossible for all the audience to be fans of Ming Wang. Every GI Uma Musume has the ability to fill the Tokyo Racecourse with fans, and what the association has to do is to evenly distribute the number of fans. As for pretending to be a fan of another Uma Musume to grab tickets...

Umamusume herself might forgive him, but Umamusume’s fans won’t.

"There are so many people here." said a security guard, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Fortunately, the police came to help." Another security guard shrugged.

"Yes, but I heard that the tickets for the Winner's Stage are also selling very well. It is not certain that Ming Wang will perform on the Winner's Stage."

"It's just a one-shot deal. If Ming Wang really performs, I'd like to go and see him, too."

"Hey, aren't you the life pusher that Rudolph symbolizes?"

"I am just helping the emperor investigate his opponents."

"The car over there, the parking lot is full, please park somewhere farther away..." At this time, the Tokyo police who was maintaining order nearby saw a car approaching and waved. The car turned obediently to find a spot. The police looked at the tires of the car and felt strange. Why did the tires look like they were rotten by a dog?

……

"The lounge is here."

"Thank you."

Ming Wang was taken to the lounge under the curious gaze of the Tokyo Racecourse staff. She walked into the lounge and closed the door before she breathed a sigh of relief. She felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the staff coming and going along the way. It was probably because she seldom participated in competitions and rarely rested in the lounge when she did. Everyone looked at her as if she were a giant panda.

"I don't have any dark circles under my eyes." Ming Wang stared at the mirror in the lounge. He didn't see any traces of dark circles on her fair face. He didn't know whether it was the help of the system or she had a good rest.

"What do you think..." Ming Wang subconsciously turned around and looked at the empty chair next to him. He was stunned for a moment and then shook his head, "It has become a habit."

"Snapped!"

Ming Wang slapped her face with both hands so hard that her cheeks turned red. She came here to restore the lounge to its original atmosphere.

Ming Wang took a deep breath, looked up at the calm and sharp eyes in the mirror, the black-haired, black-eyed, small-nosed, and thin-lipped Uma Musume, and said softly, "Let's get started!"

After waiting in the lounge for a while, she felt something was strange. Normally, someone would come to the lounge to remind her thirty minutes before admission, and then come again ten minutes later to take her to the entrance. But now there were only twenty-five minutes left before the game started, and she hadn't seen any staff come yet.

Was there an accident?

Ming Wang pushed open the door of the lounge and found that there was some noise outside. After thinking for a while, she walked to the entrance. Before she got close, she saw the gloomy light outside. Her heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition gradually emerged.

She walked to the entrance and saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was no wind at all. However, on the distant horizon, she could see dark cumulonimbus clouds bringing wind and rain, slowly moving towards Tokyo as if they were going to overwhelm it.

"This is..." Ming Wang widened his eyes, "A typhoon."

"Typhoon Ma'an suddenly changed direction and headed towards Tokyo. Tokyo Racecourse is also within the affected area. Please all spectators stay where they are and be prepared to leave."

The storm appeared.

For the first time, Ming Wang didn't want to hear Akasaka Misato's voice. She looked at the storm sweeping in the distance with some helplessness. In the face of the power of nature, even the most powerful life could not fight against it.

Ming Wang's heart sank. She didn't know if the hidden task in the system had a time limit. If she missed it this time, would she encounter this task again in the future? If she never encountered it again, then Xiao Li Mao and her excellent qualities would have to bear this pain for the rest of her life. Even if she wanted to go shopping like a normal girl after retirement, she would suddenly fall down because of a pain in her foot. She might not even be able to live a normal life.

Ming Wang's breathing was a little rapid. She looked at the dark clouds that seemed to crush the Tokyo Racecourse in confusion. She looked small and fragile under the dark clouds that filled the sky. No matter how confident she was, she could not disperse the dark clouds with one punch, let alone disperse the breath of the earth - the typhoon.

“Is this the end?” Ming Wang clenched his fists.

Maybe the system's time limit is actually very long, or maybe the reward of "Blessing of the Three Goddesses" is actually very common, or maybe there are other magical items in the Uma Musume shop that can heal injuries...

'Then look forward to tomorrow with confidence'.

'This is a game of facing fate'.

Ming Wang suddenly remembered what she had said to Ogurimao and Excellent Quality. She was silent for a moment, unclenched her fists, but raised her head with a determined expression, took out her cell phone from her pocket, edited a message and sent it to Ogurimao and Excellent Quality.

Zhong Ming: [Are you awake? Remember to watch the game (smiley face). I will work hard for you.]

After Ming Wang clicked send, he put his phone aside without looking at it anymore. He raised his foot and walked firmly towards the horse racing ladies gathered at the commentary booth.

She couldn't let this game end.

She bears the fate of two people.

Even a storm can't stop me. Ming Wang's eyes were determined. He walked up to the horse racing girls, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to ask you for a favor."

Chapter 303 How Can We Stand Still?

Dark clouds covered Tokyo, fine raindrops gradually fell, and the wind began to blow. If you look from the weather satellite, Tokyo is gradually being swallowed up by a white cyclone.

"Damn it, can't we see Amazon's competition? This is obviously her first GI competition..." A bearded spectator in the audience clenched his fist and said unwillingly, but he couldn't say anything as he looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky.

"Maybe this is fate. It will probably be postponed to next month." His companion also said with regret. They left the racecourse in an orderly manner under the command of the Tokyo Racecourse security. He suddenly said, "But the most regrettable thing is those people."

The bearded man followed his companion's line of sight and saw a group of spectators who were also leaving the venue. He was stunned for a moment and said regretfully, "I remember they are fans of Ming Wang, right? What a pity. I heard that some of them came from Hokkaido and Kagoshima, and they started walking halfway through. After all, Ming Wang's matches are rare."

Even if Bearded Man was not a fan of Ming Wang, he still felt sorry for them. After all, the person she promoted, Ling Amazon, had finally planned to participate in the GI competition, and he was going to compete with Ming Wang. It was a pity to postpone it like this.

“Hmm? The horse racing ladies seem to be gathered over there…” The companions pointed in the direction of the commentary booth in confusion, and their expressions were incredible.

"What are they talking about?"

"I want the race to continue." Ming Wang said to the horse racing girls and Akasaka Misako in front of him.

"Are you serious? The typhoon is coming!" Ling Amazon stared at the Ming Wang in front of her with wide eyes. She had heard many times in the Central Committee about the legendary experience of Ming Wang who was thirty horse heads tall and crashed into the gate. But she was still shocked by the black-haired, black-eyed and calm-looking horse girl in front of her.

"I know." King Ming nodded.

"It might be blown all over the place by the wind, and even be blown down when running!" Ling Amazon couldn't help but say again.

"I know." said the King.

Do you really know?

Ling Amazon felt that her own train of thought was totally incompatible with the Ming Wang in front of her, and for a moment she could only look at her with a confused look.

Ye Wenshehui, who was standing by, saw the seriousness in Ming Wang's eyes and couldn't help but ask softly, "Why are you so persistent? Isn't it okay to postpone it?"

The rest of the participating horse girls, Akitsu-kun and others were also watching Ming Wang.

“You are right.” Ming Wang nodded, raised his hand to his chest and said solemnly: “But today’s game is very important to me. If I miss it, I may never have this opportunity again. I can only say one thing... This game carries the fate of two very important people to me.

"and so,

please. "

Emperor Akitsu and the other horse girls, Yewen Shehui, looked at each other and saw Ming Wang bowing to them. The Ming Wang who was always so crazy on camera actually bowed to them. Ling Amazon was so surprised that she quickly bowed back to Ming Wang at a 90-degree angle. Emperor Akitsu looked at Ming Wang with his arms crossed and turned his face away and said, "Raise your head. I don't really like to see people bowing their heads. Besides... isn't it interesting to compete with Typhoon?"

"I think so too." Ye Wenshehui smiled gently, looked at the other horse racing girls who also nodded, and said to King Ming: "But since it is a competition, there must be spectators. If the spectators don't want to stay, there is nothing we can do. After all, it is a typhoon day."

"Thank you, I understand." Ming Wang breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still tense. Just like Ye Wenshehui said, she didn't know whether the system would recognize it if there were no audience members. She turned around and found that most of the audience had left. The seats were empty, with only a few scattered audience members still waiting to leave.

At this time, Akasaka Misato handed the microphone in his hand to Ming Wang and said, "I think you should need this. You and Zhong Ming are really exactly the same. I heard that you are brother and sister, right? The problem with your brain is really exactly the same. But I am also very interested. This is the first time in my life that I have to work on a typhoon day."

Ming Wang nodded, took the microphone, and spoke into it after carefully considering his words.

The voice of Ming Wang rang out from loudspeakers in every corner of the Tokyo Racecourse, and the spectators who were queuing to leave the racecourse looked at the loudspeakers on the wall in surprise after hearing the voice.

"Hello everyone, I am Ming Wang, a contestant of the NHK Mile Cup. I want to continue participating in the competition. I have already obtained the consent of other participating horse girls. Um... I won't be so shameless as to ask you to stay and watch the competition, but if there are people who are as sick as me, please stay and watch the whole game."

Ming Wang's words were brief. After she finished speaking, she put down the microphone in her hand and stared at the entrance of Tokyo Racecourse. By now, most people in the audience seats had left, and there was no response within a minute after she finished speaking.

Misato Akasaka, who was standing next to her, looked at Ming Wang with raindrops falling on his face, and suddenly she felt as if she had seen Zhong Ming looking lonely when she graduated from high school. This made her feel sad for her. She must have had great expectations of him. When Misato Akasaka was about to speak to comfort her, a roar suddenly came from the entrance of the audience seats, which startled Misato Akasaka so much that her hair jumped.

Nani! ?

What's with all the ghosts and wolves howling? When did we have wild animals in Tokyo?!

Queen Ming was also startled. Where did this monster come from that roared so miserably? She looked in the direction of the entrance and gradually saw people. A group of people rushed back at the speed of an 800-mile sprint. The leader was holding a flag embroidered with the word "Ming" and waving it excitedly in the wind and rain.

"You...your fans are really spirited." Ling Amazon stuttered, managing to resist the urge to describe them as crazy.

"Well, they always do." A smile appeared on Ming Wang's face. In her sight, more and more audience members were walking back from the entrance, and soon most of the seats were filled.

"Okay!" Akasaka Misato took a deep breath and smiled: "Then I should do my job well."

The typhoon bent the trees outside the Tokyo Racecourse, and the whole Tokyo was shrouded in the typhoon. However, the Tokyo Racecourse was crowded with people. The heavy rain wet the faces of every spectator, but they waved their arms and excitedly cheered for the horse girls on the track.

Akasaka Misako's passionate commentary came out from the loudspeaker.

"Next, let me introduce the horse girls participating in today's NHK Mile Cup—"

"Track One, Number One, the Emperor of Akitsu Island. This is her battle of revenge, the Emperor of Akitsu!"

"Track 2, number 2, first time participating in a GI competition, absolutely enthusiastic horse racing girl, Ling Amazon!"

"Track three, number three, the soul is like a strong wind, and Ye Wenshehui!"

"..."

"The last one is the most popular one. He has been the talk of the town since he entered the Central Division. He will undoubtedly make his mark in this century. He is the strongest player in the NHK Mile Cup.

Even though she was at the outermost edge, she showed no fear. The dark horse girl called Acala, from the Acala team,

Ming Wang! "

In the wind and rain, Ming Wang listened to the cheers of the audience all around her that were like a volcano. She slowly walked towards the gate and looked at the fans in the stands waving the "Ming" flag vigorously. Before entering the gate, she stopped and looked at the other horse racing ladies, taking every face seriously in her eyes.

"Thank you. I have nothing more to say." Ming Wang smiled. She wiped the rain off her face with her hands and waved them in the air, revealing a serious and determined look in her eyes. "So, I will respond to you with my strongest steps."

This is my full strength!

Ming Wang stepped into the gate while the horse racing ladies were stunned. Her aura emanated from her, as if she had melted into the rain that penetrated the sky and the earth!

This time, even the audience in the stands could clearly feel the heavy momentum, which made them breathlessly hold back.

A typhoon is coming, but it's not just the typhoon named 'Ma'an', there's another one... a super typhoon named 'Ming Wang' that's about to sweep across the entire stadium!