Interstellar wasteland: I have a pristine planet

Chapter 25 Marathon

Bai Mang used two skills, one against ten and voluntary hooking.

After some comparisons, in terms of fishing alone, the skills that have been upgraded to the level of [-] are obviously not as good as voluntary baiting.

Pole-many fish may not necessarily take the bait, and it still depends on voluntary baiting skills to catch fish.

With the blessing of the voluntary baiting skill, Baimang can get a hundred catties of fish in an hour, which is basically equal to the level of an expert angler fishing in the fishing garden.

By six o'clock, Baimang had caught more than 100 catties of fish, and with the catch last night, he had collected more than 300 catties of fish.

Guo Tianlun came at a little after six o'clock, driving his dilapidated Wuling Zhiguang that he didn't know how many times he bought.

"Master Guo! Did you sell all the fish yesterday?"

Bai Mang chatted with Guo Tianlun while weighing.

"I didn't even say that I would sell them all. There was only three or five catties left. My daughter-in-law stewed it."

"How much did you earn?"

"More than 1000 yuan!"

Although Guo Tianlun didn't tell the truth, the statistics he gave were pretty much the same.

More than 300 catties of freshwater fish, earn five yuan per catty, go to some leaks and drop the scale, and earn a profit of more than one thousand.

Baimang, father and son and Guo Tianlun worked hard for more than ten minutes, and the fish was weighed. The total was 320 eight catties, 920 yuan.

If the 20 yuan was deducted, Guo Tianlun actually paid [-] yuan.

After sending Guo Tianlun away for breakfast, it was only 06:30, and Baimang was riding his electric scooter to go out.

"Where are you going?" Mother asked after chasing out of the house.

"Go run a marathon."

marathon?WTF?

Baimang's mother is a typical rural housewife, and she really doesn't know much about marathons.

The time for the Tangcheng Marathon is 40:[-] in the morning, and Baimang still has more than [-] minutes to arrive at the venue.

He rode the electric bike halfway, took out a few baskets of fruit from the space bag and put them in the car, and then called Yao Yue.

Yao Yue quickly came to the town to join Baimang.

"I'm going to the city to participate in the marathon. You can see for yourself, and you can decide how much you want to sell."

"Are you really going to run a marathon?"

"Why don't you go? I signed up, how do I know that the 20 bonus is not mine."

"You must have had a good dream last night, it was so beautiful."

Bai Mang said goodbye to Yao Yue, and took a minibus to Jingtai Garden in the center of Tangcheng City.

Here is the starting point for this marathon.

Thousands of people signed up to participate in this round-the-city marathon. In order to highlight the internationalization, the participation of foreigners is naturally indispensable.

A dozen or so black and white foreigners stood out among the yellow-skinned people.

Bai Mang received the number and chip from the organizing committee, and then watched others prepare for the activity.

Only then did he realize that it was very sloppy for him to participate in the marathon.

Look at other people's equipment, hats, gloves, sweat bands, vests, shorts, shoes, socks, watches.
And he has no preparations, just a vest and big pants.

Luckily he came in a pair of sneakers instead of flip flops.

This time, Bai Mang's eyes were opened.

It turned out that running a marathon still has so much to pay attention to, and he thought it would be over after running up.

A player next to Bai Mang was so well equipped that he even had a disposable raincoat.

They also have sports supplements, such as energy gels, salt pills, drinks, breast paste, band-aids, Vaseline
This guy is smearing his creak pits and inner thighs with vaseline.

"Brother! Your preparations are really perfect!"

"Haha! Running a marathon is no joke. How can you do it if you are not ready? You are not prepared at all?"

"It's my first time running a marathon, and I don't know anything, so I haven't prepared anything."

"How can this work, but if you only focus on participation, you don't need to prepare anything for running a happy run for two miles."

"I'm a marathon runner."

"Hold the grass! You have no preparations for running the whole marathon? Are you not making trouble?"

"Brother! Let me ask, if you win the championship, will you still have to pay taxes?"

"Ah! You still want to be the first?"

"Who doesn't want to be the first, I'm here for the first, otherwise I would come here to join in the fun."

That big brother can't be punished anymore, but this kid wants to run first!

Nice idea.

Baimang's entry number is A10708, and he is not too clear about what it means.

A may be a male contestant, and 708 should be his specific number.

The game is about to start, and Bai Mang enters the competition area through the security gate.

The area where he is located is relatively at the back, 30 to [-] meters away from the front row.

At 07:30, after a gunshot, this year's Tangcheng Marathon officially started.

The start stage is still a bit chaotic. When you first start, people tend to be excited and rush forward like crazy. At this time, it is easy to trip and fall.

Bai Mang was almost tripped by others.

As the distance extended, the crowding of people also slowed down, and Baimang also began to speed up.

Otherwise, you will be pulled further and further away by the first echelon, so what's the point of playing.

Five kilometers away is the first water station, but there are so many people at this water station that there is a danger of being stepped on.

Baimang didn't stop at the first water station, but ran over directly.

At the tenth kilometer mark, Bai Mang looked at the timer on the side of the road. His score was a little over 36 points.

If he continues with this score, his final score will be about two and a half hours.

This can be regarded as a master among amateur players, but the possibility of winning the championship is still very small.

He has to speed up.

Bai Mang accelerated his running frequency again, surpassing his opponents one by one.

At 66 kilometers, his score was more than [-] points.

This achievement is already eye-catching.

At this time, almost all the runners in the first echelon were black players, a total of eight people.

There are some white players behind them. A few hundred meters behind them, Bai Mang has already caught up at a puzzling speed.

At this time, Baimang activated the wild horse galloping skill, and ran easily and freely.

But he didn't run at full speed. If he ran at full speed, he could run at a speed of fifty or sixty kilometers per hour.

He was worried that the audience on the side of the road could not find his jaw.

But just like that, his speed was enough for him to quickly approach the first group.

At the 91km mark, Bai Mang's time was 35 minutes and [-] seconds. He had already entered the first group and surpassed two black competitors.

There are only six black players in front of him.

"Come on buddy!" Bai Mang overtook a black contestant again, regardless of whether the opponent could understand or not, he cheered for the opponent.

The player was confused when Bai Mang overtook him, and then began to speed up trying to catch up with Bai Mang.

He felt ashamed to be surpassed by a person of yellow race.

But it's a pity that even if he worked harder, Baimang still ran farther and farther, and had already surpassed another black player.

(End of this chapter)