Birth of a Foal

Lightning Chaser won.

Thanks to a hereditary skill with extremely difficult activation conditions, her speed and acceleration increased dramatically, allowing her to run the final three furlongs in 32.9 seconds. In particular, the latter half of the first furlong and the second furlong after the skill activated both dipped below ten seconds. It was as though she had taken flight, charging from the back of the pack straight to the front.

[That was how I wrote it: slow early, fast late. Other than the final two horses, all of them broke into the 33-second range. I exaggerated a little. In the Daffodil Cup, aside from the three frontrunners bringing up the rear with 34 seconds, everyone else got in. With the skill's boost, Lightning Chaser made it into the 32-second range. Her final three furlongs were 10.7 + 10.5 + 11.7. Since the skill's effect had worn off long before the final furlong, her speed had already declined considerably.]

Afterward, empowered by the fighting spirit Ning Fei had infused into her, she broke through her limits and maintained her speed in the eleven-second range. Coupled with a series of fortunate coincidences, she held on until the end and claimed victory by a nose, successfully earning qualification for the East China Turf Oaks.

The excitement from the Daffodil Queen Cup had only faded two days ago, yet Zhang Jun was still immersed in Lightning Chaser's breathtaking victory. Every morning when he woke up, he had to marvel over it a few times.

At three in the morning that day, Zhang Jun was sprawled out in the fruit orchard house in the shape of the Chinese character for "wood," sleeping soundly when his phone suddenly rang.

Bang!

Flailing wildly, Zhang Jun tumbled out of bed and was jolted awake on the