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Chapter 394: Chapter 392: Reserve a Spot
Please continue reading on ΒOXΝʘVEL.ϹΟM .Reserving a spot, as the name suggests
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The long-cultivated breathing techniques suddenly collapsed, and Bi Fang's breathing grew rapid and heavy. His heart started to pound fiercely, his chest swelling with immense joy. Within a few seconds, his expression nearly drew sideways glances from passersby.
Bi Fang's wild temperament, honed from years of living and traveling in the wilderness, stood in stark contrast to the comfortable urban environment. This was the result of high pressure leading to intense secretion of hormones, what is commonly known as “manliness.” Many special forces and frontline detectives possess a similar demeanor, which is why sensitive individuals with similar experiences can often exchange glances and immediately sense that there is something extraordinary about one another.
Such a person mixed into the city is like a drop of red ink spilling into plaster—conspicuous by nature. At this moment, Bi Fang was particularly eye-catching.
This guy, he looks so familiar.
Is he some kind of celebrity?
Just as the passersby began to take notice of Bi Fang, finding him more and more familiar, more and more astonishing…
“Hahaha, sorry, I just thought of something delightful,” Bi Fang said as he touched the back of his head and let out a laugh, quickly stepping away from the crowd with surprisingly light steps.
With his back turned, Bi Fang's smile was almost overflowing. How long had it been since he felt such a pleasant surprise?
It was as if a pillow had been delivered while feeling drowsy or a steaming hot bowl of spicy oil-drenched noodles handed over when hungry.
So comfortable!
“Oxygen Uptake Index Enhancement Coupon*1, exchanged for 4600 Wilderness Points.”
“Gold coupons really are different, huh? They cost over four thousand.”
Seeing the price of the oxygen coupon, Bi Fang's excitement at encountering the gold coupon subsided slightly. After all, he would only earn around a thousand points from a single mission, never even reaching two thousand. This one gold coupon was equivalent to the points from three of his missions.
Over four thousand points; this was the most expensive exchange coupon he had encountered so far, and he didn't even know by how much it would increase his index. Nevertheless, Bi Fang knew he had to have it.
Oxygen uptake.
Many people might not have even heard of this concept, yet it is a golden datum among professional athletes.
Maximum oxygen uptake is an essential indicator in the field of exercise physiology for assessing the condition of heart and lung function.
It represents the amount of oxygen the body can absorb when engaged in maximum intensity exercises until the body is no longer able to sustain the effort. Revered as the gold standard for evaluating endurance levels, it is one of the crucial selection criteria for endurance athletes.
A healthy male's maximum oxygen uptake is usually between 35-40, while for females, it is 27-31. Anyone with a value over 60 can achieve significant accomplishments in aerobic exercises.
The average for international top male runners is an astounding 85!
What does international top mean?
It's not just athletes at the national team level; that would be underestimating them. These individuals are the jewels of humanity, representing those who compete for world championships—the peak of human physical capabilities! Moreover, excellent cardiopulmonary function could even mean that they will live longer than the average person!
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As for those with a maximum oxygen uptake over ninety, they should not be called humans but–monsters.
Yes, that's exactly what Bi Fang felt. Those who have a maximum oxygen uptake over ninety are like monsters in his eyes, they shouldn't even be called humans. Such people could even jog on Mount Everest!
Jog on Mount Everest at altitudes over 8,800 meters, where oxygen is extremely scarce, in an area that is off-limits to humans!
Just thinking about this scene caused Bi Fang's face to flush with excitement. Roads he had never imagined, scenes he had never fantasized about, could he run on Mount Everest? No, there was no need to run, even walking, step by step, would be the longing of his lifetime.
Compared to the number of humans, those who have climbed Mount Everest are few and far between, and among them, over ninety percent can barely crawl after reaching the summit, unable to even stand due to the thin air!
If that were all, Bi Fang wouldn't be too excited, but the most crucial point was, according to medical research, maximum oxygen uptake can only be increased by 5-25% through training, and the other 72-95% is mainly affected by genetic factors!
In other words, this is a talent! Ordinary people, no matter how much they train, can't come close!
Moreover, the little that is improved through exercise also needs to be maintained with constant training. Stop training for 2 weeks, and your aerobic capacity will noticeably decrease; stop for 4-12 weeks, and your cardiopulmonary function could drop by 50%; stop for half a year, and your cardiopulmonary function will return to the level before training.
Furthermore, maximum oxygen uptake cannot be increased with short-term training; it typically takes 10-20 weeks of training to see effects, and you need to train at least twice a week to effectively improve.
Therefore, the appearance of this gold coupon in the store was what so excited Bi Fang. Why did he want to climb Mount Everest?
The main reason is very simple, it's a dream, an aspiration, to answer with the words of New Zealand mountaineer Sir Edmund Hillary (actually it's Hillary, but you all understand), because it's there.
The second reason is his pursuit of breaking through his limits. The appearance of the enhancement coupon is also a form of limit-breaking. Through various training and breathing methods, Bi Fang had already reached the training limit of his maximum oxygen uptake. It was impossible to improve it any further under normal circumstances.
Only the System could help Bi Fang break through the limit and reach the realm that others had reached, or even those previously unreachable.
4600 points must be acquired, even if it means selling every last pot and pan!
Bi Fang scrolled down his personal panel. The points gained from Ruins City weren't much, only 1600, and he had never been in the habit of saving points—it was a disrespect to every mission.
However, fortunately, the System had updated some time ago. Wilderness Points could be earned not only from missions but also from a certain level of influence and the number of fans. Besides, they could be directly exchanged with money.
One point for ten thousand.
Apart from the time right after the update, Bi Fang had hardly touched this piggy bank, almost forgetting it existed. He hurriedly clicked on it to check and added it up with the mission points.
“Still short by one hundred and twenty?”
Bi Fang was dumbfounded. If the production was not enough, it had to be converted with money, and that was one hundred and twenty thousand.
To be frank, the investment into the club was like a bottomless pit, which has led to Bi Fang's wallet always being in a state of being wealthy yet impoverished. Aside from maintaining basic expenses, there wasn't much surplus, and each trip abroad, renting various vehicles was also a huge expense.
Fishing out the gold storage certificate from his pocket, Bi Fang was speechless with tears, Hask's gold bars hadn't even warmed up yet, and he had to give them up. There was no choice, he needed some time to adapt to the enhancement coupon he would use, and naturally, the sooner the better. Bi Fang could only reluctantly choose to exchange.
It was as if the sound of gold coins falling rang in his ears, clear and ringing, making his heart bleed.
Although Bi Fang wasn't too concerned about money, he had the habit of saving, probably a mentality borne of poverty in a previous life. Every time he saw a large sum of money gone, it always hurt for a long time.
“`
“After Mount Everest, will the points for completing tasks increase? Otherwise, what will happen when I encounter a gold coupon…”
Bi Fang sharply inhaled a breath of cold air and immediately felt a pang of pain in his liver.
Yet, seeing the gold coupon appear in his backpack, Bi Fang ignored the pain and found a secluded corner in the lobby to click ‘Adapt'.
Each time he used one of the System's various enhancements, Bi Fang would secretly record it with a camera, later reviewing the footage to check for anything unusual. His findings proved that, save for occasionally feeling drowsy, there were no other noticeable external symptoms, making him all the more eager at this moment.
In the void, the gold coupon transformed into fine dust and enveloped Bi Fang, merging into his body.
“What's the matter, feeling so sleepy?”
Bi Fang's eyes blurred as he looked through the plants at the corner toward the bustling lobby and slowly lowered his head.
In his sleep, Bi Fang dreamt that he had arrived at a freezing, barren grassland. The weather was cold, so cold that he was about to freeze solid, but soon, a strong wind blew. It was very cold at first but gradually became warm.
The wind brought moisture and warmth, massive ice armor cracked, streams of honeyed water flowed through the fissures, long-silent paths were once again exposed to the sunlight, breathing in the fresh air heartily, and tender green grass seemed to spring from the depths of the earth like fresh spring water, spilling over the undulating grassland all the way to the horizon.
The sky was a clear blue with white clouds, and flocks of geese passed overhead, changing directions. He had become a herdsman riding alone across the plains, free to go wherever he wished, without any constraints.
“Mr. Bi… Mr. Bi, Mr. Bi!?”
“Hmm, yes?”
Bi Fang jolted awake, reflexively grabbing the man's wrist and twisting it behind his back, but before the man could cry out in pain, Bi Fang, recognizing his face, quickly released him and raised his hands halfway.
It seemed that only now did the pain signal reach the security guard's brain, causing him to cry out in pain and draw the attention of the few remaining people in the vicinity.
“I'm sorry, so sorry, it was unintentional,” Bi Fang said, his hands halfway raised, his face a mix of embarrassment and shame. He glanced around and instantly understood everything.
Compared to the crowded lobby during the day, it now seemed desolate, where even a slight noise could produce an echo and carry far. Not far away, the man's colleagues were already hurrying over.
Clearly, he had accidentally fallen asleep after using the gold coupon and even slept until nightfall. And when someone kindly tried to wake him, he had reacted by reflex and immobilized them, possibly even injuring a joint.
But there wasn't much he could do about it. He had just returned from Yemen and his nerves had not completely relaxed. Moreover, his wild instincts meant many of his actions were subconscious.
“I am truly sorry. Perhaps you should go to the hospital to have it checked out? I will cover all expenses, including loss of wages and so on. I really am sorry.”
“No, it's okay, just a bit painful,” the security guard grimaced in pain but continued to wave his hand dismissively.
“Hey, Old Huang, are you all right? You there, stay away from him!”
The colleague from a distance had now approached, and the man hurriedly stood up to gesture, “It's okay, just a misunderstanding. I accidentally took a fall.”
His colleague looked skeptical, “Really?”
“Yes, really! Don't worry.” The man moved forward a bit more and took a few steps, proving to his colleague he was alright. After exchanging a few words, his colleague finally let down his guard and left.
The man turned his head to look back at Bi Fang, who felt even more awkward. He hadn't expected that after injuring the other's arm, the man would still cover for him. He felt terribly sorry. However, the man's attitude led Bi Fang to make a guess, “You… know me?”
The man moved his shoulders, wincing as he twitched the corner of his mouth, but still let out a hearty laugh, “Yes, I've watched your live streams, Master Fang!”
Bi Fang felt even more embarrassed and was about to say something when the man waved his hand dismissively, “It's fine, I understand. You just got back from Yemen, so it's normal to be tense. It's also my bad for getting too close. I always thought Cao Mengde's ‘I enjoy killing people in my dreams' was just talk, but I guess I've seen it for myself today.”
The joke lightened the tense atmosphere immediately.
Relieved, Bi Fang knew that compensating and apologizing financially were minor things; he had made a mistake, after all. What worried him was if the other party wouldn't let it go and make a big deal of it, which could hold him back. With every day precious, he couldn't afford to waste any. After giving away the farewell gifts today, he would be setting off officially tomorrow.
“I'm completely at fault here. Please, go to the hospital right away, and I'll cover all the costs.”
“Eh, there's no need. You let go quickly, and I've had some training, too. See, it's not a big deal anymore. At most, I'll just slap on a plaster tonight, and it should be fine,” Huang Tianming reassured Bi Fang, waving his hand and rotating his shoulder to show that he was fine while giving Bi Fang a thumbs-up.
“Master Fang, I watched your whole livestream the other day. You're a real tough guy, damn, you've made the Huaxia people proud. Those animals had no conscience; they don't shy away from doing vile things. And who says only foreigners have the guts to take risks and strive? We don't have shows about fighting river monsters or exploring rainforests. All we get are those sissy dance and singing acts. But the reality shows that we Huaxia people are second to none, and we can even do better, kick more ass!
“What's the use of editing skills? It's all fake. Live streaming is where it's at—who would dare call it fake? Sadly, I'm not that capable, nor do I have much money to help. But what's the big deal with a little twist? Don't worry about it.”
Huang Tianming ended up comforting Bi Fang, patting him on the shoulder.
“This…” Bi Fang still felt quite sorry.
“It's alright, it's alright. Look, if you really feel that bad, why not tell me where you're planning to go next? When will the next stream start?”
At the mention of this, Huang Tianming's eyes lit up.
He was a true fan of Bi Fang's; unless he was tied up with work, he hardly missed an episode. He also genuinely felt this way. Although separated by a screen, watching Bi Fang survive and explore in all sorts of dangerous places abroad was so fucking awesome, way better than any movie!
Especially after Jerret's survival show aired, it made Master Fang's bravery and fearlessness even more apparent, as well as his high level of professional skill, rightfully earning him the title of number one in the wilderness!
Making us proud!
Truly making us proud!
“For the next episode, there is indeed something planned.”
“Hey, tell me, tell me. If you don't, I really can't let you off the hook.”
Bi Fang looked around, then leaned in and whispered, “I'm going to climb Mount Everest!”
“Sss! Everest? My dearest mother!”
Bi Fang scratched his head and saw that the passersby he had finally shaken off were gathering around again, leaving him rather speechless.
Why does everyone react so strongly?
He hadn't even started climbing yet!
Chapter end
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