Black Cat had already laughed itself flat on the ground. It asked Zhuri, "Did you teach her that skill?"
"What skill?" Zhuri looked utterly bewildered. "Who is she?"
Black Cat curled its lip. It had clearly guessed what Zhuri was about to say, but it still answered, "...Your apprentice."
Zhuri's expression became even more confused, with a trace of innocence. "I've never taken an apprentice."
Blood Elves could not help mocking it. "...You've got no shame at all."
Zhuri: "..." It had said that backwards. She was acting this way precisely because she still wanted to save face.
"Starting from when Zai Jiu Xunge used To Hell With It, how long did Stupid take to rush home?"
"0.8 seconds. I timed it."
"Wow, wasn't that even faster than her round trip to Astralana for the team match?"
"She surpassed herself."
"Wonderful."
"...Qihua came out of the lab too. Why are you only talking about me and not her?"
"Huh? Speak louder. Qihua and Chimney Smoke are laughing too loudly—I can't really hear you."
Stupid: ...
The little turtle had only one final hurdle left, and it was also the tallest hurdle on the entire track.
Yu Xunge finally understood why Songgui had been screaming herself hoarse earlier. Judging by the previous games, unless she shouted with all her strength, the little turtle simply could not jump that high.
Although her turtle was at least five meters ahead of the others with the boosts from To Hell With It and Wind Doesn't Speak, that did not mean she could relax. She only had two hours of luck.
So even though Feng Tang and Songgui were currently flanking her left and right like bodyguards, she could not stop now!
After giving herself a round of mental encouragement, Yu Xunge took