Along with the sound of the Tuberculosis Rabbit's voice.
The players surrounding the sleigh scattered in all directions, exchanging glances without a word, merely hiding to one side with snickers.
Naturally, no one took the Tuberculosis Rabbit's words seriously.
Nor was there anyone audacious enough to speak up and say, "I want it."
"Hey."
Looking at the scene before him, the Tuberculosis Rabbit nodded in satisfaction, "Now I can finally understand the feeling of those who drive luxury cars to dinner."
Yi was about to store the sleigh back in his backpack, but the Tuberculosis Rabbit insisted that he must park the vehicle in front of the door.
Which is the current situation.
Indeed, it turned out as he expected.
Many people were observing their sleigh, checking what made this world's first vehicle so special.
"It's just a bit of a pity."