To Tachyon, food was nothing more than a tool for maintaining bodily functions.
Looking at the carefully prepared lunch box Zhou Yuang offered, Tachyon had intended to refuse. But he had brought it out at precisely the right moment. Too lazy to go to the cafeteria, she accepted it from the perfectly punctual Zhou Yuang.
Although Tachyon was smart, she was still too green. Against an evil adult armed with information, she was helpless.
Some Uma Musume were utterly incapable of looking after themselves.
Once they grew accustomed to having their clothes and meals handed to them, they were already well on their way to ruin.
"After two qualifying rounds, I imagine quite a few Uma Musume have reached the stage of waiting for the finals."
Zhou Yuang streamed as usual, watching the Uma Musume greet him in chat.
When he first announced that they could dig up his identity, the Uma Musume had been incredibly enthusiastic.
But after several fruitless days, they had all calmed down.
They figured they were better off fighting for that wish than tracking him down, so they chose to grind training runs instead.
But grinding meant suffering. Under Zhou Yuang's guidance, those Uma Musume had learned one thing.
If your Uma Musume didn't win, trigger rainbow training, stay healthy, or give you skills, restart!
Although they weren't grinding quite as hard as the players in the real world, the Uma Musume had begun to get a taste of it.
They painstakingly ground out their runs, yet training failures and sick Uma Musume kept cropping up.
Anyone wandering around Tracen Academy could occasionally hear an Uma Musume wailing.
Hearing them, Zhou Yuang couldn't help laughing.
A handful of Uma Musume were still looking for Zhou Yuang, though they were paying others to do it.
But