Racing Kitasan Black was impossible. Impossible in this lifetime.
The girl was undoubtedly a G1-caliber Horse Girl now. In other words, only Horse Girls of the same level could keep up with the speed she could run at.
And G1 or not, even an ordinary Horse Girl was far beyond Anjing Zhen's reach.
If he really raced alongside her, all he could do was eat her dust from behind.
Though that was what he thought, when Anjing Zhen amusedly rejected Kitasan Black's sudden idea, he gave a different reason.
"Don't mess around. Look at the truck bed ahead."
"The truck bed... what about it?" Following Anjing Zhen's hand to look ahead, Kitasan Black froze for a moment.
After dropping Anjing Zhen off the mountain and loading Kitasan Black's luggage, the small truck had not driven back up at full speed. Instead, it kept a steady pace ahead of them.
"The drone camera on top is on."
Gesturing for Kitasan Black to look at a familiar backpack in the truck bed, Anjing Zhen explained, "While you were busy with your final exams this past month or so, I upgraded a lot of equipment in addition to preparing for the training camp... Of course, that was part of the preparations too.
"The drone can do thermal imaging now, which will make it easier to track things like your stamina consumption curve later.
"It has other functions too, of course, but what I'm saying is that this is training, Little Kita."
A trace of apology flashed through her eyes. She awkwardly scratched her head, but Kitasan Black did not say sorry.
Her previously beaming expression faded as she gradually turned serious. She patted her cheeks, stared straight ahead, gripped the straps over her shoulders, and strode forward.
Anjing Zhen nodded inwardly at the