The inner circle of the track.

With the support of Yingtai, Jiniang sat on the lawn.

The person is here, but the soul seems to have flown away.

“Rebel!”

“Would it benefit you to walk me to death?”

“If I’m gone, there will be no one in the world who will treat you so well, do you understand?”

After a while, Jiniang, who had finally recovered from the “motion sickness,” raised his hand and slapped the white-haired lion dog on the head.

The beast was thick-skinned and felt nothing, thinking that “Dad” was just playing with it, so it stretched out its head and licked his hand, panting and sticking out its tongue like an ordinary little dog.

“Ha…”

Seeing that Jiniang didn’t respond for a long time, it lowered its head and looked at the bell hanging on its neck – it was made for it by Baye using a soul-locking lock and a roadblock stone ball.

Who would have thought that Baye, who was hot-tempered, hated evil, and always wore a cold face, actually liked “dogs” so much.

It’s just that he lacks patience.

This is why, when facing the former form of the beast [Lone Snow Lion Dog], he swung his fist wrapped in an iron chain with great force.

And when facing the beast, which, apart from its low intelligence, was quite good and “obedient,” his instinct as a “pooper scooper” couldn’t be hidden.

Not only did he deliberately go out to get it “accessories” like stone balls, but he also took it out for a walk every day and played ball with it by the artificial lake at the hotel.

That gentle attitude, which was just like Baye’s, made Jiniang suspect whether the underworld god had some ulterior motive when taking him to catch the lion dog.

And because of the three days of being together, he had become the beast’s favorite god in this small home, without a doubt.

And the “bell stone ball” made by him also became the lion dog’s favorite thing, second only to the ham sausage.

He always liked to scratch it, just like now:

“Splash, splash.”

The beast yawned, and its lazy eyes fell on the “stone bell” hanging around its neck, occasionally reaching out to scratch it.

But anyone with keen eyes could tell that most of the time, its restless little eyes were on Jiniang.

“Always thinking about food.”

Jiniang, who keenly noticed this, curled his lips.

He may not be wealthy, but he’s not lacking in food.

So, while complaining, he reached into his bag.

After rummaging around, he finally found a bag of Silver Gong King chicken sausages.

After opening the bag of more than twenty sausages, he fed them all to the lion dog.

“?”

The beast was stunned.

With its intelligence, it only recognized the number “five,” but didn’t understand the measure words like “bag,” “root,” and “piece.”

It had thought that Jiniang was going to give it five sausages, but now that more than twenty were in its belly, its fluffy tail behind it couldn’t stop wagging.

It probably thought that Jiniang couldn’t count.

Clearly delighted but pretending to be calm, as if nothing had happened.

“Really easy to fool.”

Jiniang scratched his head.

He suddenly realized that the Glutton family wasn’t as difficult to take care of as rumored or misunderstood.

Just like the old saying, never short of food, drink, or a lifetime of calculation.

See, isn’t it easy to take care of?

“Not bad.”

Jiniang reached out and rubbed the dog’s head, showing a fatherly smile.

And during this time, the others also completed their tasks one after another.

But the expressions on their faces, when they looked at him, were as if they had seen a normal person in the Land of Peach.

Their surprise was no less than seeing the national football team reach the top or seeing fireworks reach Mars.

The main thing was shock.

“Nice job, Old Ji, you’ve lapped the second and third laps, are you cheating?”

Li Baitian leaned against the back of the ghost tiger, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

– They all started running well at first, but as Jiniang accelerated, they quickly completed two or three laps and reached the finish line, making them a little flustered.

They were thrown off rhythm and had to accelerate desperately.

In the end, they all finished the race at a speed exceeding the race organizer’s estimate by twenty to thirty percent.

But they were all exhausted.

There was no way around it, the vehicles were made in a hurry, with inadequate basic capabilities, and could only rely on them continuously injecting spiritual power to accelerate.

For them, whose foundation was not deep enough, this was obviously a significant test.

Even Jiniang, who had a decent level of spiritual power, and Ginger Tea, were exhausted at the end of the race.

As for the others, a considerable number of them performed even worse than them.

What was really worth noting was the small group of people who sprinted at high speed and remained calm.

Like the “Bald Vulture Youth” and the “Three-Headed Wolf Girl” who were only a short distance away from him at the beginning.

These two were now acting as if nothing had happened.

And a few others, who looked tired on the surface, but were actually breathing evenly and standing steadily.

Clearly, they were hiding their strength.

“Pretending to be weak, but not strong enough to eat a tiger.” Jiniang thought to himself, “It’s better to sprint to the top few places and get the priority to choose the next round of materials.”

Having traveled here for so long, he only understood one thing: in the world of Card Craftsman, if you’re slow, you’ll be slow at every step.

Just like rolling a snowball, striving for the initiative at every step, after a few back and forth, you can crush those from the same period to death.

In the end, apart from him, the other people’s talents were not significantly different.

Where they could ultimately reach depended not only on luck but also on what kind of materials they could obtain in the next few rounds.

“Perhaps those rich second-generation kids don’t care about what the race organizers have prepared, but for me, it’s a great help.”

“Even a ‘vehicle’ like the Glutton family, which only opens once a year, can ‘eat for a year when it opens.’”

“In the upcoming races, I must strive for the initiative and work hard to get the biggest and best ‘meat’ into my mouth!”

Jiniang said to himself, reaching out to stroke the beast’s head, his eyes showing a more determined look.

And at this moment, the bald referee, with a completely different style and tone, turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated over with the night wind, not forgetting to glance at him.

“To be honest, I really didn’t expect you students to have such outstanding performances.””Many of you have speeds that, in previous years, could have even qualified you to participate in some sprint races targeting the second semester of senior year.”

“However, the rules are clear, and as much as I am reluctant, I must announce…”

“In this race, those who arrive in the latter half at the finish line will all be eliminated.”

“Please believe that a moment’s success or failure doesn’t count for much, everyone has a bright future ahead!”

The bald referee loudly proclaimed, doling out motivational speeches as if they were free.

Chronicle yawned.

The others were too exhausted to move.

Seeing this, the bald referee shook his head and continued:

“After discussion, we have unanimously decided with the schools of the students present that the upcoming thirty-two to sixteen match will take the form of a ‘Legion Clash in a Specific Scene.’”

“I just glanced at the list and noticed that all the students who successfully passed the vehicle sprint race have created their own legion cards during the recent unified training, so we will not provide additional materials.”

“Shortly, you will follow me in the order of your ranking in this race to select legion components and enhancement materials.”

With that, he gestured for Chronicle to follow him and added a reminder:

“Additionally, to improve everyone’s ability to adapt to unfamiliar environments, this match will take place in a ‘Desert’ setting.”

“Please keep this in mind when selecting materials later.”

“That’s all I have to say. Chronicle, you come with me first.”

After speaking, he transformed into a wisp of black smoke, shaping into an “arrow” to guide Chronicle.

It was full of the nostalgic feel of old-school browser games.

The others left on the field looked at each other in confusion.

It was only at this moment that they finally understood why the unified training included items like ‘Legion Cards,’ ‘Domain Cards,’ and ‘Supply Cards,’ which could only be supported by silver, or even gold-level mental power.

Clearly, the provincial association wanted to catch them off guard.

It’s worth noting that even legitimate Card Craftsman families wouldn’t let their children learn these things at the bronze level.

And it was precisely because of this “unconventionality” that they couldn’t prepare in advance and were “forced” to demonstrate their true potential as Card Craftsmen in relatively closed environments like training bases or competition venues.

In plain terms, the “Qingshan Cup” and the unified training were part of a series.

Each was linked to the other in a sequential relationship, all to select the most outstanding talents within the province for concentrated resource allocation.

This was the trend of the times against the backdrop of “scarce card crafting resources.”

Poor Ziliang was just caught up in the moment, forced to become the pretext for the Land of Peach to conduct training.

In reality, this matter had little to do with him.

“It’s really like having eight lifetimes of bad luck.”

Chronicle, who also realized this, couldn’t help shaking his head.

It was only because Ziliang had a good temperament and knew how to chat with girls to adjust his mood.

If it were someone else, classic scenarios like “the fall of a genius” might have occurred.

“I wonder which ‘genius’ did this.”

Chronicle thought to himself, too lazy to dwell on these meaningless issues.

But one thing was unclear:

Family background has always been an important part of a Card Craftsman’s talent.

For card craftsmen like Yao Yuan and Youyou from prestigious families, “financial power” was their most important trait, indispensable.

With it, even if they couldn’t participate in the “Qingshan Cup” or were eliminated in the unified training, their ultimate achievements wouldn’t be much lower than those of the civilian card craftsmen who won and shone in these events.

They might even reach higher heights.

From this perspective, it seemed unnecessary for the provincial association to make a clear distinction between “family background” and “card crafting talent.”

“There must be some details I’m unaware of.”

Chronicle shook his head.

As a beneficiary, he was too lazy to ponder these meaningless questions.

Following the “black smoke arrow,” he entered a pitch-black warehouse.

It seemed that no one had visited for a long time, as the items on the shelves were covered with a thick layer of dust.

“You can select materials worth up to five hundred thousand here to strengthen your legion,” the bald man reminded.

Chronicle nodded and headed straight for the most valuable shelf, casually picking up a component weapon named “Evil Cultivator’s Arm Bone Crossbow.”

“Maybe change it to ‘Zhuge Repeating Crossbow’ to try?”