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Chapter 17 Bikes as fast as planes

What I have learned throughout my life will be taught to you...

This sounds like a déjà vu.

In the early years, martial arts novels often had such routines. The protagonist's skeleton was so beautiful that he won the favor of peerless masters. The other party taught him the skills he would definitely gain.

From a certain perspective, the middle-aged aunt in front of her is also a peerless master, right... but her unique skill is to knit sweaters.

The other party sincerely accepted the apprentice and took out a few more works. Song Hao was not only very beautiful, but he could not tell what was good about it, but the fat man's eyes shining...

Forget it, it’s like a mountain across the road, Song Hao can only see it.

The fat man then decided to become the master of the Southern School and became the head disciple of the sweater knitting. Song Hao was even more bored, so he said goodbye.

The fat guy didn't try to keep him, but the middle-aged aunt asked Song Hao to have supper before leaving.

Song Hao really wants to eat. After all, his current situation is that he will not be too much even if he eats ten meals a day, but he is always hard to eat and drink in front of strangers.

So Song Hao refused to keep the other party.

It's just five o'clock now, and as long as I don't delay, I should be able to catch the last high-speed train back to the university town. Although I am a cultivator now, I still have to attend classes tomorrow.

When he walked out of the community alone, Song Hao's expression was a little sighing. Then he skillfully swiped his mobile phone, opened the online car-hailing app, and prepared to call a car and leave here.

However, the software prompts: There are fewer vehicles nearby, please be patient.

Song Hao had a black thread.

He did not give up, entered the destination, and confirmed that he was calling a taxi.

Ten minutes later, nothing was found.

Although this place has become a community, its location is still relatively remote. Few online car-hailing trips are willing to come here, let alone rent them.

Song Hao was at a loss, what should I do?

The eyes swept over and a line of bicycles came into view.

This is - shared bicycles!

There is no way to go. I didn’t expect that there were bicycles in such a remote place. Although it was a little farther to ride back for fifty kilometers, don’t forget that you are now a cultivator who is a physical cultivation level at the first level of body refining. There is absolutely no problem when riding a bicycle back.

So Song Hao opened the payment software, scanned the QR code, successfully unlocked it, and then rode on the bicycle.

It was better than I thought. The ordinary bicycle was ridden by Song Hao from a top sports car. The scenery on both sides kept going backwards, and it didn't feel like riding a bicycle, but it seemed like flying.

The bicycle cannot display the speed per hour, but Song Hao feels that it is much faster than when he came. Being able to ride the bicycle at this speed is definitely a Guinness World Record. The autumn is clear and the air is cool. Song Hao only feels open-minded. It is said that flying is a man's dream, and at this time, he feels like he is really flying.

As light as a swallow, she had no sense of fatigue. Song Hao had been indulging in it without realizing it. Until the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the sky had completely dimmed.

...

"Hey, where is this?"

Looking at the completely unfamiliar scenery around him, Song Hao looked confused.

But soon he thought of something, and he opened the network map. The speed was very fast, and he loaded his current location in a short while.

Die young!

Song Hao widened his eyes and almost thought he had read it wrong.

It has deviated from the departure point for two thousand kilometers. I am no longer in Jiangnan, but to City J.

"this……"

Song Hao shook his head, still looking in disbelief.

Let’s look at the time again, it’s nine o’clock in the evening.

In other words, I unknowingly rode for four hours, and these four hours actually rushed out of two thousand kilometers.

The average is 500 kilometers per hour.

Is this the speed of a bicycle? The high-speed train can't run so fast. Looking around, it's second only to the plane. This... Song Hao knew that the immortal cultivator was awesome, but he didn't expect that he could be so awesome and even riding a bicycle could be able to surpass the high-speed rail.

Song Hao wanted to cry very much. This time, he didn’t practice while riding a bicycle. How could he enter a state of selflessness?

Two thousand kilometers, how can I go back by myself? There will be classes tomorrow. It seems that the credits for all attendance will be ruined.

My stomach was hungry, and I was yelling.

In this wilderness, let alone encountering a snack bar, even if you want to order takeout, you can’t find a place to deliver.

This is really a sad story. Is it true that as a cultivator, I will go hungry tonight?

Sleeping in the open air!

Well, this is a common experience that the protagonist of Xianxia novels has.

But others are different. Those guys have the protagonist's halo. At this time, they can either encounter adventures or save beautiful women bravely.

In short, even if you fall down, you can find secrets.

In the worst case, when you are sleeping in the open, you can release the flying sword treasures at will. Balabala opened a cave and lived in a warm and comfortable place.

Not like myself, cold and hungry...

Well, I was wrong. I should be not cold and hungry. After all, as a cultivator at the level of body refining, I dare not say other magical powers, but the most basic thing is to keep cold and heat away.

what to do?

Song Hao didn't want to rest here, so he turned on his phone, prepared to locate it, and left here and went to the nearest town.

However, at this moment, a pleasant stream of music came to my ears, and the screen of the phone dimmed.

Song Hao: “…”

Could it be that I didn’t read the almanac when I went out today, and that the unlucky things would happen to me one after another. I didn’t run out of power early or late, but my phone turned off at this time.

I didn't bring a power bank either.

In this wilderness, what can Song Hao do? He is also helpless.

There is no map now, and the sun has already set on the hillside. Song Hao was at a loss. It seems that he can only sleep here for one night.

The problem is... I'm so hungry.

Can't sleep.

Since embarking on the path of cultivating immortals, Song Hao has eaten much larger amounts of food. Even if he does not practice cultivating immortals, he still has to eat a lot of food every day.

He raised his head and looked at the vast mountains ahead, hiding in the darkness, and in the distance, there seemed to be the roar of wild beasts.

Everything sounded silent and became more and more heartbreaking. If it were the original Song Hao, although he would not be so scared that he would be worried.

But now...their eyes are lit up.

A beast means food. The protagonist of the novel, whether it is fantasy or fairy tale, has a magical skill, that is, barbecue.

Pick a few branches and make some wild game without any seasonings. The food you make can make people salivate by relying on barbecue skills alone.

You can try this yourself.

Whether it tastes good or not is not important, the key is to fill your stomach.

If you take a step back, even if you don’t find wild animals, you can still pick some wild fruits, which is better than nothing to fill your hunger.

Thinking of this, Song Hao became more and more hungry.

No, I have to find a way to find food.

Otherwise, he is likely to become the first immortal cultivator to starve to death in history.
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