"The competition's schedule is quite tight."
HOlding Ziyun and returning to the store, Xu Ran flipped through the small handbook he got at the registration, "Registration ends tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is the sea election race."
At his words, Ziyun raised its head from Xu Ran's embrace, leaning in to read the open booklet as if he was truly comprehending it.
However, it quickly gave up and turned to ask Xu Ran.
"Meow?" (Is the sea election race difficult?)
"Hard to say." Xu Ran shrugged, "According to the schedule instructions, only in the rematch after the sea election race, will there be confrontations between contestants."
"So, in the sea election race, we won't have to face off against other contestants."
"Meow" (Then how can we advance?)
