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Chapter 610 To win glory for the country, who else can I have?

"Whoo~"

Xue Shen let out a long breath, unscrewed the bottle cap in his hand, and directly poured a bottle of cold mineral water over his head.

The cold water flowed down from the face, and the steaming heat on the chest and limbs disappeared in an instant, leaving only a piece of coolness.

Immediately afterwards, he took an opened bottle of ice water from Xiao Liu's hand, and gulped down half of it in one gulp.

Hey!
This time, my heart felt cool and my whole body felt comfortable.

Xiao Liu stood aside, holding several bottles of ice water in his hands, with an envious look on his face.

"Xue Bo, you are so awesome. You are so good at reading, you are so strong at work, and you are so good at running."

"Hey, it will be great when I can have one-tenth of your physical strength."

Xue Shen smiled modestly: "I'm an amateur just like you, so I'm not as good as you say."

"I only run 5 kilometers, and I run a little faster for 10 kilometers. This is really useless. Marathon is a protracted game. Endurance is more important than explosive power."

"Until now, I have only run 20 kilometers at most once, and it is not a full marathon. During the official competition, I don't know if I can run down."

These words made Xiao Liu nervous immediately: "Then let's practice more before the race. If we can't run down and get an official finish certificate, the company won't reimburse us for the round-trip expenses."

Xue Shen patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "It's okay, don't worry, I will risk my life, and I have to run down the 42 kilometers, and I will definitely not hold you back."

Xiao Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled wryly and said, "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about myself."

Xue Shen asked with a smile: "What? Haven't you run a marathon before? If you have, you should know your results."

Xiao Liu smiled awkwardly: "I ran the Haishi International Marathon once, and I ran down, but after running for almost 6 hours, I was right in front of the closed rabbit, and I almost didn't get the result."

"Slam Rabbit? What's that?"

Xiao Liu patiently explained: "The pacers in the marathon are called rabbits, that is, a group of runners who run the entire course at a constant speed within the specified time."

"They wear uniform uniforms and a number cloth with different time marks written on it, which is easy to identify. Competitors can know their speed and finish time as long as they run along."

"The speed of these rabbits ranges from 230 to 600. Generally speaking, the maximum time limit for finishing a marathon is 6 hours, so 600 is usually a closed door rabbit."

"The most important role of the closed door rabbit is to tell the volunteers and staff along the route that the game is over and they can evacuate here and unblock the road."

"For novices, surpassing the closed door rabbit means completing the game normally and being able to win a medal."

"If you are passed by the closed door rabbit, it means that you may not be able to finish the race, and you will not be officially recognized. If you run side by side with the closed door rabbit or follow the closed door rabbit, you will be persuaded by the containment team."

"So Xue Bo, if you really hit the wall, that is, when you run into the bottleneck period and are about to collapse, you must remember!"

His expression became serious, and he exhorted carefully.

"Even if you stop and rest for a while before continuing to run, you must run the full distance. Absolutely, absolutely, you must not fall behind the closed door rabbit!"

"Those rabbits are rhythmic. Don't make mistakes. Of course, if you think you have the strength, you can also run with the elite rabbits. It's all up to you. Don't force yourself."

To be honest, he was really afraid that Xue Shen didn't understand the situation, and ran with the wrong rabbit, or followed a closed-door rabbit after running tired.

If you don't get the qualification to finish the race, it will be completely finished, and it will be for nothing.

Xue Shen nodded. It was the first time he heard about the rabbit and the pace, and he felt a sense of novelty opening the door to a new world.

Xiao Liu continued: "It's only a week before the race. During this time, let's exercise hard, control the speed, and try not to run too ugly."

"In order not to have time to say it, a marathon ran for more than 5 hours, it's not good-looking, don't you think so?"

"However, regarding long-distance running, as amateur athletes, we never compare ourselves with others, but with ourselves. We are not pursuing rankings, but pursuing personal breakthroughs."

"So my goal is to run under 5 hours, a breakthrough from the last time, and that's enough."

"By the way, Xue Bo, what is your goal?"

Xue Bo smiled lightly: "I'm not sure, I hope that after a week of exercise, I can increase my pace and run for 4 hours."

Xiao Liu immediately gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Xue Bo, it is the first time to participate in the competition, and it is absolutely possible to run within 4 hours! I am very optimistic about you, and I believe you will be able to do it!"

Xue Shen chuckled and didn't speak.

With his unrestrained physical condition, let alone finish the race, if he doesn't win an award, he will feel sorry for himself.

"It's getting late, go back and rest first, see you tomorrow."

Xue Shen took a bottle of water from Xiaoliu and waved goodbye.

During this period of time, he has completed the nano blood experiment and figured out the best dosage.

If it is a 20-kilometer half-marathon, just injecting 150ml of nano blood is enough to run the whole distance at a constant speed and get a good result.

He ran a little faster, and even managed to run under 1 hour, only 2 and a half minutes away from the world record.

It is not impossible to break the world record, but he must rest for several days after running, so he did not force it.

After his estimation, if he wants to break the world record in the whole horse and win the million-dollar prize, he must inject 300ml of nano blood, and he will definitely be very tired after running, which is far less relaxing than it is now.

And if you run for a few more minutes and win the championship or runner-up, you will also have a considerable bonus, but it is not so strenuous.

So he is still weighing in his mind whether to give up the long-standing moral bottom line and completely embrace the embrace of technology for the million-dollar prize.

Although I was very eager in my heart, but when things came to an end, I was still a little hesitant.

But no matter what, he will be prepared, bring enough nano blood, and be prepared.

He didn't tell Xiao Liu about this, and he didn't even reveal his true strength.

After all, the way to win is not glorious enough, so keep a low profile if you can, and it is best not to attract public attention.

It would be nice to be a champion who disappears into the crowd.

In the next week, he started the final pre-match training.

Arrange a 3km pace run every day for the first 4-5 days to help yourself adapt to the race in advance and control the running rhythm.

For the next 2-3 days, you only need to jog 3 kilometers a day to keep in shape.

The main focus is a work-rest balance, which not only prevents the decline of body functions, but also avoids physical fatigue.

As for the diet, it must be light, not too much meat, eat more digestible carbohydrates, supplement some simple sugars, and store the body's glycogen.

In this way, the day before the competition, Xue Shen and Xiao Liu changed planes from Haishi to Lancheng.

After the two checked into the hotel, they immediately went to the horse fair to collect supplies.

In addition to the number plate of the clothes, the official even distributed a box of instant noodles for them to replenish their energy before the competition tomorrow morning.

The competition venue was very lively, and the bustling crowd crowded the place to the brim.

"We were lucky. It is said that 4 people participated in this competition, which is considered a major international competition."

Xiao Liu looked at the number plate in his hand happily: "D35868, this number is quite auspicious, maybe I can break through myself and run a good result."

Xue Shen looked at his number, D35879, an ordinary number.

However, he found that the number plate was a bit hard, and then he touched it and found a small chip inside.

"This is counted. Every time you run through the counting point, you can check in, so that some people can avoid cheating."

Xiao Liu explained: "Some people cheat outrageously. Some detours, some ride bicycles, and some take taxis. Anyway, without these things, I don't know if they ran the whole distance."

"Generally, cheating will result in a suspension, and the score will be reset to zero, so when we pass the counting point, we have to pay attention."

Xue Shen nodded guilty when he heard the word cheating.

The two then slipped around the scene and got familiar with the terrain.

The building shape of the starting point hall is very similar to the five Buddha crowns worn by Tang Seng. From a distance, it is very recognizable and absolutely unmistakable.

There were more than 20 girls in pink sports skirts standing on the steps outside, rehearsing hard and shouting enthusiastically.

Listening to the constant "Come on", Xiao Liu can't help but look forward to tomorrow's game.

The next day, at 07:30, the road was blocked early in the morning.

Fortunately, the hotel they booked was not far from the starting point, so they could have breakfast at the hotel and walk there slowly.

When we came to the starting point, wherever we looked, there were huge crowds everywhere, even more lively than yesterday.

Contestants, rabbits, staff, and enthusiastic onlookers filled the entire arena.

With 4 participants, it is impossible to stand together and start running, so the organizers divided the participants into different divisions and asked them to wait quietly for the start of the race.

"Zone A is for elite runners, Zone B is for excellent runners, and Zone C is for amateur runners. As for Zone D where we are, er, it probably focuses on the participation zone."

Xiao Liu took Xue Shen to search for a while in the crowd, finally squeezed out a way, followed the signs, and walked to the D area.

Walking, passing by Area A, Xue Shen took a casual look and saw a dozen dark-skinned, slender limbs, very exotic-looking contestants warming up.

He couldn't help asking curiously: "Hey, is that the elite area? Why are they all black Filipinos? Didn't I see any compatriots?"

Xiao Liu stopped in his tracks, glanced at him, then turned his head and continued walking.

"What's wrong? Is there something tricky?" Xue Shen keenly noticed something.

Xiao Liu looked back at him, with unwillingness and a trace of indignation in his eyes.

He sneered and said, "These are all elites invited by the organizers of the event, and they are required to rank within 100 in the global track and field rankings. Of course, there are none of us."

"When it comes to long-distance running, who else in the world can run faster than Uncle Hei."

"In terms of long-distance running, their physical conditions are naturally good. The content of hemoglobin in the blood, the number and performance of mitochondria are much superior to other races."

"Anyway, running on the grasslands of Feizhou for thousands of years, who can not have a genetic mutation."

Xue Shen thought about it: "There is a racial gap in the hemoglobin content?"

"Of course, the hemoglobin content of Chinese men is 12-15g/L, while black Filipinos are around 18. The oxygen-carrying capacity of the blood is much higher than ours. I have to admit that this is indeed a blessing from God. "

Xiao Liu was silent for a while, couldn't help sighing, and said.

"No way, we are a farming nation, and we are genetically different from the race that runs every day on the grassland."

"Black people in the Philippines run every day for hunting. After tens of thousands of years, their bodies have mutated directly. How can we compare to them? We don't have mutated hemoglobin, so how can we outrun them?"

Xue Shen chuckled, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "That's not necessarily true. We also have our own advantages. As long as we work hard, we will definitely be able to outperform their genetic mutation."

Xiao Liu shook his head and said, "By the time we practice it, it will be 800 years later, and all the marathon prize money will be taken away by them."

"Oh, how do you say that?" Xue Shen suddenly became interested. It was about bonuses, so he had to ask clearly.

Xiao Liu waved his hand, his originally excited expression suddenly became a little depressed, he said casually.

"It's not because these people are too strong. No matter what kind of marathon in China, the prize money is all in their pockets. Even the women's marathon is not immune."

"Huaxia's players are not without excellence, but it's hard to get into the top three and win the championship. After all, there are so many competitions, there are too many competitions, and you can't finish the competition."

"That's why the domestic competitions are forced to take care of their own people and take out a part of the prize money, which is only distributed to the top ten Chinese people."

"It's just that our running results are a bit poor, so the bonus is not high, only a few thousand yuan. It's better than nothing, and it can't be compared with the championship bonus."

"Don't look at this group of people living in poverty in the Philippines. As long as they train for a few months and run over to participate in the competition, they can participate in dozens of marathons throughout the year. If you are conservative, you can earn hundreds of thousands. This is no better than living on the grassland Chase the rabbit strong?"

"This has become an industrial chain, and people in our circle can say anything."

"Huh? We are a big country, how can we allow these Xiao Xiaoxiao to be so arrogant in the arena!"

Xue Shen was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly became a little angry, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a serious sense of crisis in an instant.

"Hey, who's to say it's not, but we're not up to snuff, we're not as good as humans by nature, so there's nothing to say."

Xiao Liu couldn't help complaining again and again: "Who the hell is willing to give money to foreigners, isn't that fucking cheap?"

Xue Shen nodded with concern, and comforted: "It's okay, others have mutations, we have technology, and we will never lose to them."

He couldn't help touching his stomach. Half an hour ago, he had just injected 300ml of nano blood into the vein there.

If we say that at the beginning, he still felt guilty about his cheating and felt a little guilty.

So from the moment he knew the inside story of the marathon, the last trace of guilt in his heart had already disappeared.

In short, it is very reasonable now.

Sure enough, there is no absolute fairness in sports events, only relative fairness.

Since the black people in the Philippines rely on genetic mutations, they can still compete with other races with a 30% gap in hemoglobin in their bodies.

Then, relying on his super-high IQ, he has developed high-tech means to increase the bionic hemoglobin content in his body and enhance his oxygen-carrying capacity. How can he be called cheating?
The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology, which is extremely reasonable.

Can technology matters be called cheating?

Hehe, Xue Shen sneered in his heart, and instantly made up his mind.

Today's marathon, he will win!

Even if he tried his best and fell to the ground after running, he would win the championship and break the world record.

Not for bonuses, but for international friends from the grassland to understand.

In this land, in terms of long-distance running, the Chinese have never lost!

To win glory for the country, who else can I!
Thinking of this, his heart was agitated, and an inexplicable emotion was constantly brewing, waiting to explode.

His back straightened, and his head couldn't help but hold up.

(End of this chapter)