Greenwich.

The city of steam and gear.

The weather has been getting hotter since May, but the city is still filled with a light fog and occasional showers, which makes people feel melancholy.

But at the moment, the people in the city are not depressed by the humid weather.

On the outskirts of West Greenwich, a myriad of oddly shaped machines are parked in a huge, makeshift plaza.

There are ordinary four-wheeled cars, as well as steel monsters loaded with tracks, five pairs of load-bearing wheels, and two-wheeled, avant-garde motorcycles, and even pedal tricycles.

Various means of transport are placed here, and their owners, gathered on one side of the square.

On the banner hanging high, the word "marathon" is written in the lingua franca.

In addition to the emblems of the major consortia of the Pan-Western Sea, there were also individuals and groups from other countries, and countless bounty hunters roaming the wasteland also participated, and for a time, this square on the outskirts of West Greenwich became the most lively stage in the whole country.

Although the tragedy in Alexandria in March is still vivid, the Pan-Western Sea itself is a relatively loose business alliance, and even if the speaker died, the Supreme Council quickly responded, replacing the original speaker with a three-person council with representatives of the three major consortia as the core, and a bill with the Supreme Council as the core, no longer having a fixed speaker, but each consortium taking turns to serve as the executive speaker, was also put on the agenda in the previous parliament. The pan-Western Sea change that Woodstock had hoped for is also being realized.

"The so-called [marathon], you know, the origin is a war fought in the Marathon area near the Mediterranean Sea in the old times, and the Athens side won the war at that time, so he sent a herald from the battlefield back to the rear to report the news, he ran all the way, shouted victory, and finally died at the finish line."

Inside a makeshift tented bar, a bearded man in a cowboy hat said.

"So, in order to commemorate this event, people in the old days decided to turn the marathon into an event in the first sports competition, well, like the Olympics, which is a 42-kilometer race."

He said with an exaggerated expression, and the other young people at the table listened with interest.

"And this marathon, hehe, the total length is more than 10,000 kilometers, but it is unprecedented, Atlas probably wants to completely expand his influence through this race."

"Atlas, is that the developer of the mobile game?"

On the side, a young man chimed in.

"Yes, it is also the core company of the Atlas consortium, but this consortium is very strange, unlike other consortiums that expand their forces and develop various industries, Atlas used to only focus on the development of games and networks, and to be honest, this time it hosted [the marathon], which I was also very surprised."

The man in the cowboy hat lit a cigarette and said after taking a deep breath.

"On the Internet, there is even speculation that Atlas is trying to use the time of this competition to search for some treasure in the wasteland between the Pan-Western Sea and the Holy Alliance, I think it is very likely, in fact, I have already got some clues about the treasures above the wasteland, if you are willing to give me a little cigarette money, I don't mind telling you about ......"

A group of young people looked at each other, and these people who were not deeply involved in the world did not know for a moment whether what the man said was true or false.

"Ahem, sir, if it comes to treasure in the wasteland, I have a clue as well."

At this time, a man sitting at the next table suddenly spoke up and said to the man in the cowboy hat.

"Clues?"

The man in the cowboy hat frowned, not knowing what the other person was talking about.

"Actually, I am Randolph Woodstock, I did not die in Alexandria, but escaped, I put all my life's wealth on the wasteland, as long as you can give me 648 pounds, I can let you join my adventure party and go together to find the real treasure."

The man said with a smile on his lips.

"This ......"

The cowboy hat man immediately understood that he had been tricked, and at the same time, he also knew that his deception had been exposed, he blushed and wanted to defend something, but when he looked at the guards standing in the corner of the tent, he was very difficult to mess with, and suddenly lost his momentum, so he could only talk about him left and right, and fled in disgrace.

Several young people were still immersed in the upcoming event, and they exchanged their longing for the wasteland, and there was no change in the slightest because of the episode just now.

"Dragons and snakes are mixed."

Bai Ge commented.

He was the man who had just exposed the liar.

Bai Ge's current appearance is still black hair and brown eyes, but compared to Yasen Hercule, Bai Ge is more mature now, looking about thirty years old, tall and tall, and looks like a weathered bounty hunter.

The same is true of the setting he gave himself.

Arthur Heinlein is a bounty hunter who has been in the Pan-Western Sea Underground for many years, and such bounty hunters have not thousands but hundreds of them in the Pan-Western Sea, and often use false identities to avoid enemies, so it is difficult to verify.

Due to the high prize money of the [Marathon], many bounty hunters and mercenaries also signed up to participate, so it made sense for Arthur Heinlein to participate in this race.

It's just that Bai Ge doesn't plan to spend extra money to buy a car.

It's not because he doesn't have a driver's license and has only driven in games.

It's because Bai Ge himself doesn't intend to complete the entire race, he just takes advantage of the flow of people who set off from this race and goes to the Holy Alliance unknowingly.

He was going to make a casual disappearance halfway through, and then quietly infiltrate the Holy Alliance.

Compared to the Pan Western Sea, the entry of the Holy Alliance, a country based on religion, is more stringent, and it needs to be subject to a considerable degree of scrutiny, almost the same as Zhuxia's, if you rely on the previous change of appearance, it may not be possible for Bai Ge to blend into the Holy Alliance smoothly.

The reason why he wanted to go to the Holy Alliance was very simple, because the [no one knows faith better than me] of the Panda Council is currently in the Holy Alliance, and this big guy seems to know a lot about Bai Ge's mother, Bai Lu, so after contacting the other party, Bai Ge decided to go to the Holy Alliance to learn more about Bai Lu and about this world.

In addition, Bai Ge speculated that the historical fragment of [Odysseus] itself also required him to take a certain amount of adventure and travel in order to improve his reputation, and after experiencing the incident of Speaker Randolph, Bai Ge felt that he had to improve his strength as soon as possible, so that he could safely avoid future crises and protect the people he wanted to protect.

Therefore, Bai Ge embarked on the path to the Holy Alliance.

Therefore, Bai Ge's idea is to see if there is any way to rub the car easily and quickly, and if it really doesn't work, he will buy a car and drive it himself.

"I think the winners of this competition will definitely be those consortium guys, you see, they not only have a team, but also have plenty of logistics and supplies, and it is definitely impossible for ordinary people to do them alone."

"But I think the organizers should have some restrictions, otherwise it will become a competition for money?"

"I don't think it's easy to say, Atlas suddenly holds this kind of competition, maybe what the hell is trying to do."

"Thanks to Atlas, it's the host, if it's another consortium, I guess the fight will start before it starts."

On the other side, several people in front of the bar were chatting in low voices, and these words were captured by Bai Ge one by one as a reference.

According to the current knowledge, the organizer of this [marathon] is the Atlas Foundation, which has attracted a large number of sponsors, and I don't even know what magic it relies on, so that the always rigid Holy Alliance has agreed to open its borders as a venue for the competition, and it is precisely because of this that the attention of [Marathon] has reached an unprecedented level.

The bartender switched the channel of the TV, and as you can see, it was an interview show.

The blonde man behind countless microphones is named Alpha Omega, one of the directors of the Atlas consortium and a member of the Pan-Western Sea Supreme Council.

He was holding a press conference to answer questions about the marathon.

“...... What will be the format of the race, and how will the issue of fairness between the different drivers be resolved in terms of supply and logistics? ”

Soon, a reporter asked questions about the specific rules and content of the competition.

The blond-haired, well-maintained gentleman smiled and spoke.

"In this regard, although we do not limit the transportation of the participants, there are strict rules for supply and maintenance, once the race starts, all supply and maintenance must be carried out by Atlas staff, in fact, these resources will also be related to the whole competition, specific information, will be announced before the start of each race."

"So, it's not just endurance racing, it's going to add some other elements?"

Another journalist smelled something unusual about the Alfarian language.

"That's right, in fact, this [marathon] race will be linked with the upcoming large-scale event [marathon] of our consortium's game "Ark: Upgrade Designation", and in the competition, the relevant gameplay of the game will be integrated, and at the same time, the winner of each stage of the race will also appear in the game as a corresponding limited character, and a part of the character income will become the bonus of the race."

Alfarey Omegal explains.

"When all the races are over, we will calculate the points of each participant, and the winner will be able to receive a guaranteed prize of 50 million pounds, as well as a share of the game-related events, and Atlas will give the winner a sufficient amount of Abyss Relic!"

Relic of the Abyss!

When I heard about this reward, even the frequency of the flash of the camera in the hands of the reporters present was much faster.

Compared to 50 million pounds, the Abyss Relic is obviously more tempting, especially when there are many promoted players among the contestants.

As soon as this reward came out, it made people even more curious why Atlas held such a competition.

"On this issue, I would like to say that in the old days, the Olympic Games and marathons were held to promote peace in all countries of the world, and the spirit of sports competition replaced war, so Atlas hopes that through this competition, everyone can be united again, and at the same time, it is also to show the spirit of human beings to open up the wilderness and overcome the unknown, what could be more exciting than crossing this 10,000-kilometer wilderness that no one has ever walked before?"

Alfari Omegal looked at the camera, as if he were looking at the audience behind the camera.

"You know, after the Great Collapse, in the most desperate time of mankind, we have such a great and golden age as the [Pioneer Age], at that time, any unknown land attracts countless pioneers, and it is because of these pioneers who have succeeded us that we can have the [quiet] era as we are now."

"However, over the years, people have become accustomed to living in one closed and blockaded city after another, and they have lost their desire to explore the wasteland, and they have indulged in the intrigue within, and this competition is held to evoke the golden spirit of the [Pioneer Era]!"

Hearing the speech on TV, the young people in the tavern were already excited, regretting why they hadn't signed up, while some of the bounty hunters sneered.

When Bai Ge heard it in his ears, he naturally thought about it.

The so-called pioneering spirit may only be superficial.

Then the opportunity to hold the competition, Atlas can obviously further promote its own game, and it can continue to create heat during the four-month competition time, open countless card pools to make money, others don't know, players like Bai Ge still understand very well, "Ark: Upgrade Designation" If the new characters in the card pool have a strong card face and look good, the monthly turnover will casually exceed one billion, with the holding of the [Marathon], just the money from those krypton sows in the past few months is enough for Atlas to return to its capital, It's a no-lose deal at all.

Those bounty hunters probably saw this and scoffed at Alpha Omega's rhetoric.

"The golden spirit of the pioneer era! It's great to come and participate in the competition! ”

At this time, a young man sitting at the table next to Bai Ge suddenly spoke, his fists clenched, his eyes moist, as if he was moved by Alfari Omega's speech just now.

Bai Ge only glanced at the other party and didn't make any comments.

After a few moments, the boy finished his beer, ate his sandwich, and got up to leave the tent.

Bai Ge looked at it casually, but found that the eye contact between the bounty hunters at the previous table seemed to be staring at the young man just now.

“...... It's better not to meddle in things. ”

Bai Ge tossed a coin at random, and when the coin spun and fell, his original location was empty.