There was silence in the live broadcast room; no one had thought breaking through would be possible in such a way, even to entertain such a thought was beyond human limits!
No one could have thought of it, no one dared to do it, no one could seed.
Could Bi Fang seed?
Was he really human?
No one answered because the answer had already presented itself.
When light pierced the ck clouds again and appeared before their eyes, this miraculous scene caused countless foreign viewers to cross themselves and kneel in prayer, their devotion intense.
The light grew nearer.
The dense clouds seemed to boil, and the hidden sea level within the ck clouds suddenly lit up like it was on fire, the line where the sea met the sky especially bright, as if sunlight were shining on the surface of the water.
The cloudyers were like an ocean.
The once unsteady airne suddenly steadied, sunlight streaming through the atmosphere and filling Bi Fang¡¯s slightly dted pupils.
They had seeded, they were now above the cloudyer, three thousand meters in the sky!
Peter and Gwen looked at each other, cheering as they tossed nkets into the air, arms over each other¡¯s shoulders, twisting and making mocking faces at the aunt who hade at the news.
Lenin was shaking Elvan¡¯s shoulder vigorously: ¡°Elvan, they did it, they made it!¡±
¡°Yes, yes,¡± Elvanughed happily.
Everyone was cheering, celebrating this victorious moment.
¡°Damn, damn, damn!¡±
Johnny banged his head against the steering wheel; the fast food he had eaten at noon was creating havoc in his stomach. He felt like vomiting but couldn¡¯t, danger growing closer and he had no idea how to solve it, everything had slipped out of his control from the start.
It was just a n that seemed impossible to achieve, just a trivial matter, so why had it turned out this way?
While everyone else was cheering and jubnt, not a single smile could squeeze itself onto Etienne¡¯s face; in a panic, he shouted, ¡°Wait, Amu, Amu is gone!¡±
What?
Bi Fang was taken aback; he quickly looked around but did not catch sight of that familiar ck silhouette¡ªthe pair of Barnacle Geese was missing one!
¡°Damn, it got lost?¡±
¡°What to do? Could Amu be dead?¡±
¡°Damn, damn, damn, how could it get lost?¡±
The initial joy stalled, no one had expected this to happen.
But how could they find a lost Goose amidst the storm?
It was impossible!
Bi Fang flew the ne in circles, again and again, blowing the horn, but it waspletely futile. Inside the cloud hole, thunder roared; it was like two different worlds.
One side heaven, the other side Hell.
Lightning could not deter Bi Fang¡¯s confidence to move forward, but at this moment, he hesitated.
Should he go back to look for Amu?
In his heart, Bi Fang already had the answer; it was too dangerous, and the chances of finding Amu were slim to none, nearly impossible. To give up was the wisest choice.
Etienne in the back seat understood something too, he knew Amu might nevere back¡
But he said nothing, Etienne knew it was the right choice. He had been willful more than once, but this time his willfulness was no use.
The Geese slowed their speed, as if they realized one of theirpanions was gone for good, letting out mournful cries.
But among them, there was one cry that seemed particrly tired, yet it conveyed tenacity.
¡°Is that Aga?¡±
Bi Fang looked to the side, towards the other Barnacle Goose, which might have been more upset by the death of its kin than the other geese, but then he realized something was off¡ªAga was not the one calling, yet the cry rang out again.
Etienne followed the sound and his pupils widened drastically.
Within the cloud hole, a small shadow was struggling to avoid the lightning, pping its wings hard, flying towards the airne.
¡°Awesome!¡±
A man¡¯s voice suddenly erupted in thest subway car, his fists clenched as he shouted, scarcely believing the sight, it was a miracle!
The man was so excited he nearly jumped, a perfect ending! A perfect ending!
¡°Mister, you again?¡±
Yang Ziyun unexpectedly encountered the same person on the same subway line!
How could she forget the uncle who had sarcastically taunted her before?
What bad luck!
Without meaning to, Yang Ziyun nced at the man¡¯s phone screen.
¡°Oh, isn¡¯t this Master Fang¡¯s live broadcast? Uncle, why are you watching it?¡±
The man¡¯s face turned awkward.
Gonna die.
How was he to exin?
Chapter 186: 183: History Changes from Today (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 186: Chapter 183: History Changes from Today (Please Subscribe)
In the live stream, the tiny figure dodged lightning, pping its wings hard to fly through a gap in the clouds.
The speck becamerger andrger as it approached¡ªit was Amu.
It hadn¡¯t given up; it was chasing the ne!
¨¦tienne shouted excitedly, ¡°Amu! Amu!¡±
Bi Fang quickly turned the ne around to meet it.
The sun spread out endlessly, rumbles of ck clouds gathering in a dark hole, heavy and leaden. Golden rays spiraled in the profound darkness, as if lightning burst through the dark, the lighting from behind Bi Fang, highlighting the approaching Barnacle Goose.
The Barnacle Goose, using all its strength, hurled itself towards the ne, and after joining the flock, Amu flew for a while before plummeting straight down, having exhausted its final bit of energy after breaking through the storm. It could no longer fly.
But in the next second, a pair ofrge hands cradled it.
Bi Fang held the Barnacle Goose, silent for a long time. Even through the thick feathers, he could feel the goose¡¯s heart beating fiercely. And as if it understood human nature or by sheer coincidence, Amu fluttered its wings twice and unconsciously pecked gently at Bi Fang¡¯s fingertips.
¡°OMG, OMG, AMAZING!¡±
Matthew Hall knelt on the ground, eyes brimming with tears, repeating it over and over again.
Perhaps it was because of his profession¡ªMatthew was a journalist for the Global Times. He had been to war zones, witnessed the cruelty of death, and been to forests, witnessed the beauty of nature¡ªbut he swore on his career that this scene was one of the most moving images of his life.
The moment he saw Amu break through the lightning and fly towards them, a tidal wave of emotion surged from the deepest part of his heart, as if it would engulf the entire world.
ck clouds, lightning, birds, a young man, an adventurer.
Nature and life interwoven to create this unrepeatable miracle.
Matthew wiped his burning tears, opened a document; he wanted to record this scene, but staring at the nk document, he couldn¡¯t write anything. All words seemed pale inparison; it was a sight beyond human description.
Yet the overwhelming emotions tormented Matthew, and his restless heart couldn¡¯t help but start typing. He wanted to skip the introduction and the process and head straight to the conclusion, the words filled with volcanic emotion and hot tears.
In the end, looking at what he had written, Matthew remained silent and deleted everything, instead cing a screenshot from the live stream above and titling it simply: Miracle.
This was a miracle of nature and life, and it should not be adulterated with any subjective words.
The staff members behind the scenes, too, were touched by the scene. With almost no editing, they took the image directly and reced the homepage photo with it.
It was a magnificent scene beyond any artist¡¯s imagination, with golden clouds flowing like an ocean, nes soaring, geese flocking together toward hope and light.
Breathtaking!
¨¦tienne gently stroked Amu¡¯s feathers, overjoyed by the recovery.
The ck clouds gradually receded, and Bi Fang breathed a sigh of relief.
Passing through the gap in the clouds was like entering another world¡ªa light, vast sea of golden clouds stretched infinitely. Bi Fang reached out to touch it, but could grasp nothing, leaving only trails where his hand swiped through the clouds.
The invisible clouds flowed through his fingers.
[Ah, it¡¯s so beautiful, so beautiful!]
[That¡¯s what a live stream is, this is a fucking live stream!]
[Just now my mom called me to study, but ended up sitting down to watch it with me.]
[Another day of using screenshots as wallpapers]
¡°It¡¯s so good, so good.¡±
Elvan clutched his chest, gasping for breath. ording to his nned journey, the North Sea was the hardest hurdle; from there, it would be on to Denmark and Germany.
A decrease intitude also signified a rise in temperature. As long as the blood test report came out, everything would start moving in a positive direction.
¡°How long until the reportes out?¡±
¡°About two or three days.¡±
Lenin calcted the time it took to send the blood samples and arrived at an approximate timing.
The report was conducted by a third-party authoritative institution. Even if Johnny didn¡¯t ept it, there would be a buffer, and whether or not Johnny agreed, the park would definitely retest.
¡°Damn, why are you crying?¡±
Startled, Lenin wondered what had happened. He was watching the live feed when he suddenly noticed Elvan wiping tears and quickly handed him several tissues.
¡°No, it¡¯s nothing.¡±
Elvan dabbed his eyes, signaling he was alright, but at that moment, no one could understand the excitement and exhration he felt inside.
His colleagues saw him as a fool, a blockhead, an incurable daydreamer, but the facts proved that his n was viable!
Bi Fang executed the n and mastered it. The white-fronted goose, this endangered species, could truly be saved by human intervention.
What if he was a fool?
It was these fools who managed to do what everyone else dared not do, dared not even think about!
They were the pioneers, the creators of history! History would be changed from this day forth!
Bi Fang took off his windbreaker, as the weather had visibly be warmer.
The smoked fish and meat were soaked by the rain, and they needed to be smoked again over a fire to prevent mold, as hunting conditions would not be as favorable further on.
The North Sea fisheries, the reindeer of Find, these were hunting spots that could hardly be asked for. Beyond this point, evenrge animals became scarce.
Afternding the ne on the small ind, ¨¦tienne¡¯s legs buckled and he nearly fell as he disembarked. He hadn¡¯t felt anything while seated, but his legs had turned to jelly once the nended.
He staggered a few steps before sitting down with a thud on the sandy beach, staring vacantly into the sky.
¨¦tienne swore this was the most thrilling moment of his life, with adrenaline off the charts, scarier than any roller coaster ride ¨C this could really kill a person!
[Hahaha, jelly legs]
[No kidding, I¡¯d be the same, only Master Fang acts like nothing¡¯s wrong, I have reason to suspect he¡¯s not even human!]
[I¡¯m about to puke just from watching the camera, let alone being directly on it]
Bi Fang went to the shore, wrung out his rain-soaked clothes, and took his spear, hoping to find something good.
He chose not to dive. Although the temperature was above freezing, diving would be too cold, and Bi Fang did not want to catch a cold again.
However, despite searching for a while, he only found some small crabs.
¡°It seems our good luck has run out.¡±
Bi Fang wasn¡¯t discouraged; after all, there was enough food for over a week, so there was no need to panic.
He approached the fire and found that all the geese had their heads tucked into their feathers.
¡°It looks like the geese are very tired; them tucking their heads into their feathers indicates they are sleeping. Moreover, geese are very vignt birds. Before they sleep collectively, the lead goose must assign a sharp goose as the sentinel, who will squawk loudly at any sign of disturbance, rapidly awakening the others from sleep.¡±
¡°Look, that one there is doing just that.¡±
The camera followed Bi Fang¡¯s finger, and the audience indeed saw a white-fronted goose that was not sleeping but looking around vigntly.
¡°This is good news, it means they can adapt to life in the wild.¡±
Bi Fang smiled, assured that everything they had done was meaningful. These eighteen geese were just the beginning. In the future, they would breed many more, growing from a dozen to dozens, and then to hundreds. Perhaps in a few years, they would see vast flocks of geese following the migration route they had now established, migrating all the way from spring to winter, year after year.
In the evening, the geese woke up one after another, refreshed after an afternoon¡¯s rest.
Bi Fang, seeing a clear sky with no clouds, felt they could travel at night.
ording to the map, they hadpleted less than a third of their journey, which made Bi Fang somewhat anxious.
Chapter 187: 184: Never Stop
Chapter 187: Chapter 184: Never Stop
The audience hadn¡¯t quite recovered from the recent storm when Bi Fang was set to embark on a journey again, which inevitably raised concerns about whether the migration intensity was too high.
They still vividly remembered the thunder and lightning from a few hours ago, the heavenly majesty too blinding to behold. Under such circumstances, ordinary people wouldn¡¯t dare to step outside, let alone fly an airne through a storm. Even a tumble dryer wouldn¡¯t spin like that.
[Has Master Fang stopped being human? If so, can you take me with you? I don¡¯t want to be human either.]
[Flying at night, can the geese keep up?]
[Yeah, it¡¯s pitch dark, isn¡¯t that dangerous?]
[In just a few hours, can they rest well?]
¡°Of course they can. In fact, most of the migration of geese takes ce at dusk or at night; it¡¯s just that I chose to do it during the day because that suits human habits,¡± he exined.
¡°And don¡¯t underestimate the geese¡¯s resilience and stamina¡ªthey are one of the few birds that can fly across the entire Himyas.¡±
Bi Fang revved up the engine, and in the darkness of the night, the glider swept through the air like a giant ck bird, with eighteen geese neatly aligned behind it.
¡°Speaking of which, I rarely travel at night, but when ites to nighttime, you can¡¯t help but mention the starry sky.¡±
Breathing in the salty, moist air, Bi Fang turned his camera towards the starry field, where the boundless night sky spun overhead.
¡°Thousands of years ago, our ancestors had already begun using the motion of celestial bodies to determine direction. If you can determine your location through the movement of the sun, moon, and stars, then even without navigational tools, you can still find the right direction,¡± he said.
[I know this one, find Pris!]
[There¡¯s also the Big Dipper; I learned this in kindergarten!]
[Ah, isn¡¯t the Big Dipper the same as Pris¡]
[I push open the door and look out¡ªwow, no stars!]
Due to the time of the live stream, the number of viewers had decreased significantly, from over two hundred thousand to around one hundred thousand, yet the barrage ofments was unrelenting, the audience¡¯s enthusiasm undiminished.
Bi Fang estimated it was around nine o¡¯clock in the evening. It would be two in the morning back home, yet so many people were still active?
But nowadays, people really dock somemon knowledge, confusing Pris with the Big Dipper.
Bi Fang sighed silently, though he could understand. Nowadays, most people live in cities, and at night, the only bright thing in the sky is the moon. Sometimes, when the clouds are thick, they can¡¯t even see the moon, so who would care about the names of invisible stars?
¡°Don¡¯t be fooled by the simr-sounding names of the Big Dipper and Pris; they are two different things. First, the number is different. Pris is the name of a single star, while the Big Dipper consists of seven stars, named for its shape like adle, also known as the ¡®Big Dipper Seven Stars.¡¯
¡°Secondly, their functions are different. Pris can urately point out true north, while the function of the Big Dipper is to help us locate Pris. Pris lies almost directly on the extension line of the two stars at the end of the Big Dipper,¡± he exined.
Bi Fang looked up at the sky and began to talk about some techniques for finding and recognizing the stars; through his first-person perspective, viewers followed his gaze in search of the so-called Big Dipper Seven Stars.
¡°Pris is part of Ursa Minor and is the brightest star within it. But since the rest of the stars in Ursa Minor are dimmer than Pris, we usually need to find Pris via the Big Dipper Seven Stars.¡±
¡°The Big Dipper is the main part of the Great Bear Constetion, situated at the tip of the Bear¡¯s tail, shaped like adle. The target range is bigger, making it quicker and more convenient to identify the solitary target of Pris,¡± he continued.
The Big Dipper contains six second-magnitude stars and one third-magnitude star, making it quite easy to recognize, especially in the open and less polluted seascape; once seen, it¡¯s hard to forget.
The night sky was clear, filled with cool light, as if travelers in the quiet of a moonlit night were guided by the gods to find their way home.
[Fuck, this is the first time I¡¯ve actually seen the Big Dipper!]
[Mom, I¡¯m making progress!]
[Look at that little aplishment of yours!]
[Staying up all night and seeing the Big Dipper, worth it!]
[Because I often stay upte, my liver seems a bit off; can you guys call me ¡®Little Liver¡¯?]
¡°From the two stars at the edge of the Dipper, in the direction of the extension line stretching about five times beyond the Big Dipper, we will find our target, the most important star pointing the direction in the northern hemisphere¡ªPris. See it?¡± he asked.
Bi Fang stretched out his hand, followed the line with his gaze, and soon the viewers spotted the brightest star in the night sky.
¡°Within a fairlyrge area around Pris, there are no brighter stars, so it¡¯s exceedingly easy to locate it using this method.¡±
¡°Against the backdrop of the night sky, Pris is less than 1 degree away from the North Pole, so once we find Pris at night, we¡¯ve essentially found true north.¡±
With the direction established, Bi Fang increased the ne¡¯s speed, bringing forth a whistling wind through the sky.
[Wow, it¡¯s so bright!]
[The brightness is just not on the same level as other stars!]
¡°Of course, Pris is one of the few first-magnitude stars.¡±
Bi Fang was very happy, feeling wonderful sharing with others, just like having teammates around in his previous life.
¨¦tienne in the back row was also engrossed in the starry sky and curiously asked upon hearing the concept of first-magnitude stars, ¡°What is a first-magnitude star?¡±
¡°Ah, this¡¡± Bi Fang scratched his head, ¡°The brightness of stars is different, which rtes to the temperature of the stars, distance, and so on. You know this, right?¡±
¡°Mhm.¡±
¡°Legend has it that the ancient Greek Hipparchus categorized the brightness of stars into six magnitudes based on their varying brightness, with first-magnitude being the brightest and sixth the dimmest. The brightness difference between each magnitude is about 2.5 times. In reality, there is a hundredfold brightness difference between a first and a sixth-magnitude star. But this grading has continued on and doesn¡¯t ount for the distance of the stars; it¡¯s how we perceive their brightness from Earth.¡±
¨¦tienne had an epiphany. It was the first time he had heard of this ranking concept, ¡°Are there stars brighter than Pris then?¡±
¡°Definitely, the division into six magnitudes was very rough. Later, scientists designated more magnitudes. If a star is a bit brighter than Altair, then its magnitude is zero. Vega is a zero-magnitude star.¡±
Bi Fang digressed a bit, with Pris in sight, there¡¯s no fear of getting lost at night, as long as it¡¯s not a cloudy sky, so one can drive boldly and confidently.
¨¦tienne in the back seat looked at the twinkling Pris and asked, ¡°Does the position of Pris not change?¡±
¡°That¡¯s a good question.¡± Bi Fang didn¡¯t expect ¨¦tienne to ask this, but it was something he was knowledgeable about, having asked an old professor the exact same question in his previous life, ¡°I can tell you with certainty that it will change.¡±
¡°The Earth¡¯s axis of rotation shifts, so of course Pris does too. In the vast universe, the sr system moves at a pace that could be called slower than a snail¡¯s. Only after a long period of time will there be an apparent shift in Pris¡¯s position as seen from Earth. But given enough time, it will eventually move away from true north.¡±
¡°So Pris refers to ¡®the star that is nearest to the north celestial pole¡¯ which we can simply understand as the star toward which the north end of Earth¡¯s axis of rotation points. This is a definition, and the definition won¡¯t change.¡±
¡°Pris is not a specific star¡¯s exclusive name but is taken on by different stars in turn. When the current star we call Pris moves away from true north, the people of Earth will then call another star, the one the north end of Earth¡¯s axis points toward at that time, Pris.¡±
¡°The current Pris is ¡®Kochab¡¯, also known as ¡®Alpha Ursae Minoris.¡¯ It is still approaching the North Pole, but in five hundred years, it will be ¡®Pherkad.¡¯ That¡¯s why the method to determine Pris involves using the alignment of the Big Dipper Seven Stars.¡±
Bi Fang¡¯s exnation once again stunned the numb audience.
You are an expert in wilderness survival, using stars to determine direction is reasonable, but even knowing this? Isn¡¯t that a bit too much?
[Whoa, after bing a grand mathematician, physicist, geographer, and climatologist, has Old Fang now awakened the skill of an astronomer?]
[This is too far-fetched, what else don¡¯t you know? Confess now!]
[The fake explorer: proficient in mathematics, physics, geography, climate, and astronomy. The real explorer: survives with blind enthusiasm, leaving teammates to save him.]
The audience¡¯s praise made Bi Fang blush, he also knew this knowledge by chance, and without ¨¦tienne¡¯s question, he wouldn¡¯t have remembered it¡ªit wasn¡¯t an intentional disy of holiness.
Clearing his throat, Bi Fang steered the conversation back, mentioning other methods of determining direction.
¡°Aside from Pris, in the dark canopy of the night sky, we can also use the Orion Constetion to find our bearings. The Orion features four bright stars forming arge quadrteral, with three smaller stars lined up in its center. We can draw an imaginary horizontal line through these smaller stars as the celestial equator, and this line would then be the east-west direction.¡±
¡°Of course, it¡¯s different in the southern hemisphere; the Big Dipper Seven Stars might be hidden below the horizon. I¡¯ll tell you more when I get to the southern hemisphere one day.¡±
[Southern hemisphere? What¡¯s there?]
[Antarctica, or maybe Australia?]
[Why the secrecy? I¡¯m not convinced!]
¡°Cough cough, that¡¯s all for now. What will I talk about next?¡± Bi Fang spread his hands, ¡°But just having a direction isn¡¯t enough. Our route is nned; we¡¯re heading to Denmark, and it wouldn¡¯t do tond in Hond or Copenhagen. So, we have to use the stars not only to determine direction but also to measuretitude and longitude!¡±
Chapter 188: 185: The Golden Cicada Sheds its Shell is Just a Little Brother
Chapter 188: Chapter 185: The Golden Cicada Sheds its Shell is Just a Little Brother
All the lights in the city were on, the hard skyline submerged in the light.
The skyscrapers in the business district appeared from afar like square cages woven out of light, beyond whichy a vastke. Adjacent to theke, the elevated road was bustling with cars, their headlights merging into a flowing river of light.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Matthew felt that every point of light in this flow was a living firefly, trapped within the curving, slender elevated road,pelled to rush forward in search of an exit.
He wondered where his own exit was and thought of the struggling goose.
After watching Bi Fang¡¯s live broadcast in the afternoon, Matthew¡¯s mind was filled with the impulse to embark on an adventure in Nature, much like intestines writhing in pain during a bout of roundworm infection, unstoppable once it begins to hurt.
Gazing down at the city beneath his feet, Matthew took a deep breath and, observing the city under the night sky as if standing on a cliff, felt both perilous and light, like a bird that had flown high on the wind.
Here he was free, casually savoring the changing scents of wind, daylight, and the shifting seasons in the city, sometimes its iris flowers, sometimes leaves, and sometimes the sweet fragrance of oranges being sold in the street below.
But it always seemed like something was missing. Matthew recalled the time he was a war correspondent; every day was a heart-pounding experience, his first act upon waking was to touch his chest just to make sure his flesh was still pulsating with life. Despite the danger, he could clearly feel that he was alive.
Now, it was work, clock in, work, clock in¡ªlife was like stagnant water, utterly waveless.
The emptiness inside him felt as if tapping on his chest would produce a hollow sound.
¡°Hurry, hurry, youzy bums! We are the most professional newspaper, I want to see all the papers printed before dawn tonight, and then have them appear on every newsstand¡¯s doorstep!¡±
Fitz adjusted his tie, came up next to Matthew, and together they admired the night view, ¡°Matthew, you are truly a genius. No one understands the news better than you, this is definitely the most touching news this month. It has already been pushed online, and the print version is also being rush-printed. It¡¯ll be delivered to everyone¡¯s homes first thing tomorrow morning.¡±
¡°Fitz, I want to quit.¡±
¡°WHAT?¡±
Fitz thought he might have been overworked; something must be wrong with his ears, or maybe the person in front of him was not Matthew but some alien in human skin.
¡°I said I want to quit.¡±
Now Fitz was sure he had heard correctly, and he stared in astonishment, ¡°Are you sick or something? What kind of joke is this? Look at you, you¡¯ve achieved sess and fame, and now you¡¯re talking about quitting? I¡¯m sorry, but if you¡¯re serious, Matthew, then I suggest you see a doctor!¡±
¡°I was just saying,¡± Matthewughed, ¡°Maybe by tomorrow morning I¡¯ll have forgotten all about this.¡±
¡°I hope so.¡±
On the elevated road, a car drove out of the exit and slowly stopped beside theke.
Johnny opened the car door, stepped out, and lit a cigarette, then shouted to his colleague in the passenger seat, ¡°You drive, I¡¯m going to get some sleep.¡±
Andrew had been driving all day, exhausted in both body and mind, but he coughed twice as he looked at Johnny surrounded by smoke.
¡°I think, let¡¯s just drop it. If we go back now and tell them we got the report wrong and grant their permit, they won¡¯t pursue this any further. It¡¯s just a bunch of birds, let them relocate.¡±
Andrew had warned Johnny when he¡¯d wanted to fudge the report; it wasn¡¯t the first time Johnny had done such a thing, but no one had expected things to blow up to this extent, bing almost public knowledge.
In the past, even if they used fake reports to deceive, no one would make a fuss, and there were actually people who believed their tests were substandard and willingly paid for a satisfactory report.
Over time, no one felt ufortable about it, but this time the issue had be a major problem, and not only could Johnny be in trouble, but even Andrew might not be able to extricate himself so easily.
As an inspection agency exposed for issuing false reports, nobody dared to imagine the consequences. Even Johnny¡¯s father couldn¡¯t shield him; it was certain he would end up inside.
Johnny did not respond, and the cigarette visibly shortened in his hand, a faint glow emanating from within the dark interior of the car.
Seeing that Johnny offered no reply, Andrew began to grumble, ¡°I warned you before that this wasn¡¯t good, but you never listened. If you had listened to me back then¡¡±
¡°Enough!¡± Johnny roared, the long ash breaking off and scattering across the carpet, ¡°If I tell you to drive, just fucking drive!¡±
¡°Do you think you¡¯d be fine if I¡¯m screwed? Don¡¯t be naive! None of you will get away with it. What you need to do now is drive, just drive, drive! Then go after them, catch them, and execute those damn geese with a gun!¡±
Johnny finished the cigarette in one drag, flicked the butt onto the car mat, and stomped it out viciously.
Andrew¡¯s fingers turned white on the steering wheel. Without a word, he twisted the key to start the engine, turned the car around, and drove back onto the elevated road.
Like fireflies, they strained forwards, searching for an exit.
¡
[Can stars measuretitude and longitude?]
[Is this for real? So exaggerated? Observing the stars at night, a modern Zhuge Liang?]
[Amazing, it¡¯ste at night, how can a stick cast a shadow when it¡¯s stuck in the ground?]
¡°It¡¯s not about using shadows. Have you heard of a sextant? It¡¯s an optical instrument used to measure the angle between two distant objects, a principle first proposed by Newton.¡±
¡°In the wild, we can make a simple sextant to measuretitude and longitude. We only need a clear night to see Pris, a piece of paper, a string, and a small stone.¡±
Bi Fang secured the airne¡¯s crossbar and began to operate. First, he took out a sheet of paper and drew a quarter circle with a pen as the radius at one corner. Then, he carefully tore along the edge to obtain a quarter-circle paper piece.
After that, Bi Fang carefully marked the scale on it, bisecting the center to indicate forty-five degrees.
¡°The uracy of the scale markings rtes to the precision of the sextant; the higher the uracy, the more precise our positioning. Here, we can use the bisection method and then gradually mark the other scales.¡±
Once he finished marking the scale, Bi Fang pulled out a small stone from nowhere, tied one end of the string around it, and anchored the other end at the center of the circle.
¡°We let the arc of the circle hang down naturally, use the weight of the stone to stretch the string straight, align it with the numbers marked on the scale, and then align the center of the circle and the mother line on the edge to form a straight line. This straight line¡¯s end should align with Pris.¡±
Bi Fang aligned with Pris, letting the stone hang naturally, and the taut string fell neatly on a scale.
Following his line of sight, the audience could see from the edge of the circle piece, following this straight line, the very top was the shining Pris.
¡°At this moment, the celestial height and thetitude of your location are actually determined. Remember, only Pris can be used. You can¡¯t calctetitude using the sun with this method because the sun¡¯s height changes with the seasons. Having the celestial height andtitude, the method for finding longitude is just as I described earlier, very simple.¡±
Bi Fang knew this method had errors, but it was sufficient to determine the general direction; he would at least not fly out of Denmark.
[Incredibly¡ simple?]
[Holy shit, why does this feel familiar? It reminds me of that scene from a Stallone prison break movie, where he also made a sextant.]
[I know that one, Escape n!]
[Isn¡¯t it different, though? I feel like Old Fang¡¯s method seems simpler, and it doesn¡¯t even require a mirror.]
Seeing thements fromizens, Bi Fang was startled¡ªthis world also had that movie?
He had seen that movie too. It told the story of Stallone, a master of prison escapes, who was framed and then broke out. He remembered it well: ¡°That¡¯s right, the principles are simr, but movies are always just movies.¡±
In the movie, the prison Stallone was locked in was a moving cruise ship, and to find out his location so someone could meet him, he made a DIY sextant and had another inmate measure the data on deck, from which they calcted the longitude andtitude.
¡°In the movie, the protractor, like mine, was drawn by hand, but his sextant used the reflection of two ne mirrors to superimpose the image of the star with the image of the sea level. Not to mention where the ne mirrors came from, the bigger issue is, the mirrors in the movie were made from sses!¡±
¡°Without reflective coating, let alone being t, all connections would end up shaky. Even if they were tight, they hadn¡¯t been calibrated before use. Also, one would need to see the sea level, could the Arab in that kind of well-like ce see the sea level?¡±
¡°Moreover, Nogo even asked if it was the Southern Hemisphere or the Northern Hemisphere, which is quite redundant. As I just said, you can¡¯t see Pris from the south. However, the movie¡¯s method of determining hemispheres by observing water vortexes was quite interesting.¡±
[Damn, impressive!]
[Just keep bragging. If you¡¯re so good, why don¡¯t you do it? What? You¡¯re Master Fang? Then no worries.]
[I strongly suggest that directors of these kinds of movies should hire Master Fang as a consultant. That¡¯s a true survival master!]
[I think Master Fang could make his own movie¡ handsome and fierce?]
[Why make a movie? I feel like I¡¯m already watching one.]
[What if you have nothing on hand?]
¡°It¡¯s no problem if you have nothing.¡±
A master is distinguished by doing what others cannot. If you don¡¯t have paper and pen, you should at least have hands, right?
If you don¡¯t even have hands, Bi Fang had to say frankly, it would be difficult for him to survive in the wilderness as well. It would be better to dig a hole and then call it a night.
Bi Fang extended a hand, stretching it as far as he could, extending the index finger: ¡°An amateur astronomer can easily measure celestial heights with fingers, knuckles, and the palm, with uracy I estimate to be about the same as the simple sextant in the movie.¡±
¡°First, we stretch our arm out as far as possible, index finger pointing out, the width of the fingertip is 1 degree, hook the index finger, the widths of the three knuckles are 2, 3, and 5 degrees respectively, make a fist with the palm, with the thumb not tightly held, the width of the fist is about 10 degrees, make the fist with the thumb held tight, the width is about 8 degrees, make a ¡®6¡¯ gesture with the hand, the width from the tip of the thumb to the tip of the little finger is about 20 degrees.¡±
¡°Using this method, you can also measuretitude. The uracy may vary from person to person, but it¡¯s simple and convenient, with an error of about five percent.¡±
Chapter 189: 186 Capture
Chapter 189: Chapter 186 Capture
In the square, a man passing by the newspaper kiosk suddenly stopped, pulled a newspaper from the stand, and took out his wallet.
¡°Boss, one copy of Global Times.¡±
The newspaper vendor, who was chatting with the owner of the fruit stand next door, heard him and came over, ¡°Alright, Global Times, two yuan, thank you.¡±
¡°The price went up again?¡± The man was taken aback, put the coins he was holding back into his wallet, and took out a two-yuan note, ¡°It used to be one and a half.¡±
¡°Yes, prices have gone up around here. From Monday to Saturday, it¡¯s gone from one and a half to two yuan, and the Sunday edition from four to five yuan. In other ces, it¡¯s even more expensive, costing six yuan.¡± The vendor took the banknote, examined it against the sunlight to verify its authenticity, and happily pocketed it, ¡°Two US dors is really rare.¡±
Ben didn¡¯t leave right away but browsed the newspaper headlines at the stand and started chatting with the vendor, ¡°I haven¡¯t read the newspaper in a long time. Anything interesting in the news recently?¡±
¡°Of course, there¡¯s something today. When I got the newspaper, I thought the Global Times had started peddling fake news, too, but then I saw the photo and realized it was true. Someone used a glider to migrate geese across more than three thousand kilometers!¡±
The vendor pointed to the newspaper in Ben¡¯s hand, its colorful cover striking, ¡°It¡¯s a Huaxia person, unbelievable! I¡¯ve never seen such a beautiful photo.¡±
Ben looked curiously at the photo and the next second, he stood there, stunned.
Passersby who heard this conversation also picked up a newspaper and were simrly shocked, covering their mouths.
¡°My God.¡±
In the photo, a ck hole and the sun were equally high; inside the cloud hole, there was no light, just the deepest, darkest ck, like a gap in the sky with all light flowing out from it. asionally, a purple lightning bolt illuminated the struggling geese trying to fly out.
Aboard the ne, the man spread his arms toward the geese, the wind lifting his brown robe, and he wore a bone-tooth ne on his chest, shouting at the geese.
The sun stretched across the sky, a deluge of light pouring down; its fiery, intense light was a dazzling gold and white, with the ne upheld by the clouds, like a little boat from heaven.
Aunt¡¯s entire body tightened up, the dazzling light making her instinctively want to shield her eyes, and then she realized this was just a photo.
¡°This is too incredible.¡±
¡°Right?¡± Ben, back at home, could empathize as he spread peanut butter on his toast, ¡°My reaction to this photo was exactly like yours. It¡¯s simply a miracle of life, it reminds me of The Wonderful Adventures of Nils! Fairy tales have actuallye to life right before our eyes!¡±
¡°Good morning, Uncle, Aunt,¡± Peter said, descending the stairs with heavy dark circles under his eyes.
¡°Good morning, Peter. Did you not sleep wellst night?¡± Ben noticed Peter¡¯s dark circles.
Seeing Peter looking listless, Aunt got annoyed, ¡°He must have stayed upte again ying on theputer. I really regret agreeing to his requestst time. Look at ¨¦tienne, at his age, he¡¯s already able to fly around the world, while you can only stay under the covers ying games all night!¡±
¡°I wasn¡¯t ying games!¡± Peter couldn¡¯t help but retort and immediately noticed the newspaper on the table, picking it up with surprise, ¡°Wow! Master Fang is in the news!¡±
Ben was curious, ¡°You know him?¡±
¡°Of course, he¡¯s so cool! I¡¯ve been staying up these past few nights just to watch his live stream!¡±
At this moment, Ben seemed to understand why Peter had been sleeping poorly.
Had it been his own childhood, he might have also stayed upte to watch.
He coughed twice and put down his piece of toast, ¡°Um, Peter, could you let me have a look, too?¡±
Peter trembled with excitement upon hearing this. Did he hear that right?
This was a perfect opportunity to draw someone in!
Peter took out his phone, deftly circumvented the firewall, entered Wolf Fang TV, and Ben leaned over as the two of them started watching the live stream together.
¡°Ah.¡±
Aunt sighed.
The same scene was happening in countless homes, with Peter¡¯s house being just the tip of the iceberg. More and more channels began to spread this news, and it was everywhere¡ªthe young people had heard the news.
It was a sensation.
Videos on the tform kept being shared, and the original hunting video even surpassed ten million views! Despite such growth, the speed didn¡¯t slow but kept increasing faster and faster!
Unprecedented, never before had a Huaxia host gained such immense traffic on the most famous interactive tform abroad!
Wang Yongbo and Li Yawen were so excited they were trembling!
With this achievement, they sessfully convinced the senior management, and the whole overseas live broadcasting n would be under their full responsibility.
If everything went smoothly, Wolf Fang would achieve a leapfrogging overtaking, surpassing Tiger Fang and Shark, to be the domestic tform with the most users!
At the same time, another unknown video quietly went viral¡ªit was the one filmed by the uncle who gave Bi Fang gasoline!
Thements section under the video was extremely heated.
[Master Fang is the greatest explorer of this century. He should run for President of the United States. Although I¡¯m not sure it¡¯s legal, I think he qualifies just based on this goose migration alone!]
[Is this theke where Master Fang stayed? It¡¯s so beautiful, and the uncle is a good person, thumbs up for you]
[Why did that bald man want to stop the migration??]
[It¡¯s because the bird flu test failed, so they can¡¯t cross the Schengen Area. However, Elvan, the original leader of the n, insists the report was wrong.]
[Wait, what¡¯s the Schengen Area? Is that a ce?]
[Ah, you can roughly understand it as if you have permission for the Schengen Area, you can move freely through most parts of the European Union.]
Hearing this, moreizens shared their thoughts; they couldn¡¯t believe these adorable geese could be sick birds.
Look at them, so vibrant!
[I hope the report was wrong. Elvan is a professor at the University of Paris; I think he¡¯s quite authoritative. These geese are so spirited, having survived the storm, I¡¯m sure they¡¯re healthy.]
[What happens if they¡¯re caught?]
[They¡¯ll be executed!]
[That¡¯s too sad. I think something must be wrong somewhere. I hope they investigate thoroughly; I don¡¯t want to see these geesee to harm.]
Change was quietly happening, and Bi Fang had yet to realize that this live broadcast was different from any he had done before.
He was bing known to more and more people at a viral rate, understanding him, it¡¯s just that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room limited his awareness.
The second time he received free gas also gave Bi Fang a vague premonition. Like before, the other party didn¡¯t want deer skin and was overly enthusiastic, going so far as to take a photo with them and even offered them burgers.
Bi Fang declined, but ¨¦tienne was delighted. It was the first time in ten days he had tasted food with such rich vor, nearly moved to tears.
Rousing ¨¦tienne from sleep, Bi Fang began to wash up. They were now in Denmark, soon to reach Germany.
A heavy rain had fallenst night, but it didn¡¯t hinder them; as thetitude decreased, the coniferous forests had turned into broadleaf forests, greatly enhancing the waterproofing effect of their leaf-built shelters.
¡°Maintaining hygiene in the wilderness is very important, especially oral hygiene, and look, a ten-day journey has already started to make my chin grow a beard.¡±
Bi Fang touched his stubbly chin, nning to shave today.
He pulled out the harpoon, heated it over the fire, cooled it in his canteen afterwards, and began to shave in front of theke.
Just as Bi Fang had the de against his face ready to shave, a loud cacophony of goose calls almost made him slice open his own skin.
¨¦tienne stepped forward trying tofort the geese, but it was of no use.
The geese were frantically calling out, running around chaotically, as if warning the two men of something.
Bi Fang¡¯s expression grew serious; he remembered these geese were only trained to avoid humans, their current extreme reaction¡
From the distance in the woods, several figures stealthily approached. When they heard the noise of the geese, realizing they might have been exposed, they charged out.
¡°Quick, there they are! Catch them!¡±
Chapter 190: 187: Could It Be True?
Chapter 190: Chapter 187: Could It Be True?
Thorns shed across Johnny¡¯s ankles, leaving trails of blood, but Johnny seemed to feel no pain at all as he led the police towards theke, his speed so fast that one wouldn¡¯t think he was a middle-aged man, his agilityparable to that of a cheetah!
¡°Run, run fast!¡±
Upon recognizing the approaching figure, Bi Fang quickly pulled ¨¦tienne onto the airne, he stretched out his hand to sense the direction and realized he was on the upwind side, immediately understanding that he had been careless.
Only 30% of the indigenous people in Oceania have no body odor, only 10% of whites, and only 0.5% of cks!
In other words, apart from East Asians, nearly every foreigner has body odor¡ that¡¯s also why they need perfume¡
So normally, as long as someone approaches, Bi Fang would be able to smell it, but he forgot this point, or rather, he didn¡¯t expect someone to pursue him so relentlessly. He even forgot he was upwind, which meant he couldn¡¯t smell anything; otherwise, he would have noticed much earlier.
The geese were squawking madly, and through Elvan¡¯s training, their fear of humans, especially those armed with guns, was deeply ingrained in their brains!
Yes, the police were armed with guns!
Seeing firearms appear, the audience panicked, those were real guns! Not props from movies or TV shows!
[Damn it, just for catching a bird and they¡¯ve brought guns? Can¡¯t they take a joke?]
[Thend of the free, Ugly Li Jian, gunfights every day]
[This isn¡¯t Ugly Li Jian¡]
[Old Fang, run for it! If they catch up, it¡¯s all over!]
[This Johnny is such a loser, can¡¯t he take a joke? Old Fang, use your bow and arrow to deal with him! Turn him into a porcupine, let him know who the Number One Archer is!]
Just yesterday, Bi Fang had left a deep impression on the viewers by shooting a rabbit in the woods with an arrow, and many radical viewers even proposed to fight back.
What a joke!
He¡¯s not the Green Arrow!
Bi Fang felt he was only in his twenties and had his whole life ahead of him to enjoy, so there was no need for rash actions.
The two hurriedly escaped onto the airne and sessfully started it before Johnny and the police arrived, causing the ne to glide over the water¡¯s surface.
Seeing that the two were about to fly away just likest time, Johnny shouted, ¡°Quick, stop them, open fire and block them!¡±
A few police officers exchanged nces, drew their guns and aimed at the airne, ¡°Sir, stop immediately! Sir, stop now! Otherwise, we¡¯re going to shoot! We¡¯re going to fire!¡±
But why would Bi Fang listen to them? The journey was already halfway through, how could he give up just like that? He wasn¡¯t here on vacation, what a joke!
After more than ten days ofpanionship, he had grown fond of the flock of geese, and now they were about to be captured or even killed, he was the first to object!
Bi Fang at this moment was the same as ¨¦tienne from before!
Law? What a load of crap.
If there¡¯s a problem with the implementation of a rule itself, then why adhere to it so rigidly?
If there¡¯s something he wants to do, then just do it, it¡¯s that simple.
Under the gunpoint, Bi Fang was extraordinarily resolute, far from slowing down, he increased the engine power to its maximum.
At this moment, Bi Fang hadpletely forgotten the words he used to stop ¨¦tienne back then, a prime example of double standards.
And at this moment, everyone remembered one thing: when ites to innate madness, ¨¦tienne was nothingpared to Bi Fang!
Master Fang was the kind of person who would fight with a bear just for a rabbit!
Elvan, who had been lurking behind the screen, felt his dder swell when he saw the police draw their weapons, nearly wetting himself.
He had never expected Johnny to dare deploy the police, and even arm them!
This was way beyond his authority!
Bi Fang was just too crazy,pletely reckless!
¡°Fuck! Fuck! Fire! Shoot!¡±
Seeing that Bi Fang had no intention of stopping, Johnny gestured to the police beside him to take action quickly.
The leading police officer hesitated for a moment and chose not to shoot, in his mind, opening fire just because someone was transporting a few geese across the border was too much of an overreaction.
They weren¡¯t Ugly Country police, and moreover, there was a teenager with them, an idental injury would be even more uneptable.
¡°Damn it!¡±
As the ne ascended into the sky, Johnny¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot. He had finally found them, and now, were they going to disappear before his very eyes again?
Absolutely not!
Killing all the Geese still leaves some wiggle room, no one cares about a blood test report of a bunch of dead geese, but once sessful, the meaning changespletely!
Even if they keep the blood samples, Johnny isn¡¯t afraid. A blood test report looks at thetest sample, the past doesn¡¯t prove anything. It can only show that the Geese were fine before, not that they¡¯re fine now. But if the migration is sessful, and they test again¡
The near-mad Johnny lunged at the nearby police officer, trying to snatch his handgun!
¡°Hey! What are you doing!¡±
The lead police officer noticed Johnny¡¯s odd behavior immediately. The moment Johnny reached for the gun, he withdrew his hand in advance and pinned Johnny to the ground.
The nearby officers also reacted quickly, no longer paying attention to Bi Fang, they all held Johnny down.
The ne flew farther and farther away. As Johnny was pressed down, unable to catch his breath, he watched the ne disappear from his sight once more. His face turned red with indignation, and he shouted loudly.
¡°I won¡¯t let you make it to France! Never!¡±
His voice carried far, but Bi Fang in the sky could no longer hear him; he was cheering for escaping once again.
[Ouw!]
[Hahaha, I suggest you obey thew, Master Fang!]
[Awesome! Daring to fly like that, I get weak at the knees just seeing a gun in real life.]
[Another day above thew, better turn yourselves in, Ah-fang. Uncle Long is everywhere outside!]
¡°Whew!¡±
¨¦tienne shouted loudly into the blue sky, feeling absolutely exhrating!
No one could catch them, nobody at all!
The twoughed in the wind and flew for over an hour before stopping again. With the ne¡¯s speed, they had long left Johnny and his group far behind. Who knew when they would be chased again?
After high-fiving ¨¦tienne, Bi Fang calmly walked to the shore and continued his shaving business, as if the recent escape didn¡¯t concern him at all.
[Old Fang¡¯sposure is through the roof!]
[Ditched the pursuers and still shaves calmly, badass]
[I feel like they won¡¯t let Master Fang off so easily, maybe they¡¯ll deploy helicopters for the capture next time?]
[Don¡¯t jinx it above]
[Ace pilot requesting to engage!]
¡°Don¡¯t worry, if theye at us again, I¡¯ll just shake them off once more. They can only eat dust behind our asses!¡±
Bi Fang wasn¡¯t too concerned. So what about helicopters? He could even take turns using drainage ditches.
As long as they¡¯re not fighter jets, he¡¯s not worried. However, the police being armed this time did concern him a bit.
He didn¡¯t expect the police toe with guns; Denmark isn¡¯t Ugly Country, not all police carry guns. By rights, what they did shouldn¡¯t warrant the police being armed¡
The other side seemed very anxious, seemingly even more determined not to let the Geese migrate than Bi Fang was to migrate them.
Really odd, do they need to go to such lengths?
Are Europeans really this professional? Or is it just something blown out of proportion by public intellectuals?
Shaking his head, Bi Fang continued shaving.
¡°I advise everyone to shave with a small knife when avable; even if you find something sharp like ck Flint, it¡¯s best not to use it for shaving. If you do shave, be extremely careful, because it¡¯s much sharper than metal des ¨C and that¡¯s no exaggeration, it¡¯s the truth. Most importantly, the edges are highly irregr.¡±
Bi Fang shaved off a small patch of beard, then took out the Flint Stone from his pocket to show everyone: ¡°Using this to shave could easily leave many bloody marks on your face, which can be easily infected. It¡¯s better not to shave and hurt yourself, we¡¯d rather use Flint Stone to cut our hair.¡±
¡°Besides beard and hair, nails also need to be trimmed, as in the wilderness, long nails can easily break and cause infections.¡±
Bi Fang stretched out his fingers, his hands clean and tidy, showing no signs of having lived wild for more than ten days, his nails barely grown.
[This is outrageous, is this the power of the mighty?]
[Returning to the wild likeing home, all animals here taste delicious and make pleasant sounds, I love it here.]
[Politeness: Are you an animal?]
¡°That¡¯s because I grind my nails with a stone every three or four days. It¡¯s rough, but very practical. You can just pick any stone, I believe there¡¯s no need for me to say more.¡±
After finishing his shave, Bi Fang cleaned his Hunting Knife by the shore, and ¨¦tienne had also made simple toothpaste and a toothbrush as requested, beckoning him toe over for oral hygiene.
Chapter 191: 188: The Hatch is Welded Shut!
Chapter 191: Chapter 188: The Hatch is Welded Shut!
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The so-called toothbrush and toothpaste were actually just a tender birch twig apanied by some charcoal ash.
Birch sap is a pretty good refreshing drink and even has medicinal health benefits. Its branches have plenty of fibers that can totally be used as a toothbrush, and some of the older branches can even be made into arrow shafts.
Bi Fang chewed on a piece of the tender birch branch, then used the leftover fibers as a toothbrush and the water mixed with charcoal ash as toothpaste.
¡°The method of using charcoal ash for brushing teeth can¡¯t be used all the time, because it can damage the teeth. But remember to mix it with water before using, as the alkalinity of the charcoal ash is very strong and can easily burn the skin.¡±
¡°As for the effectiveness, well, it¡¯s definitely not as strong as modern industrial products. However, it¡¯s not far off because charcoal ash has good adsorbency. It is enough for us to do a simple oral cleaning in the wild, but cleaning is all it can do. We also need to pay attention to sterilization, so we need to use it in conjunction with mouthwash.¡±
Mouthwash?
The audience became curious. At first hearing, this word filled with ¡°modern¡± vibes felt a bit out of ce. Many people at home don¡¯t even use mouthwash when brushing their teeth. How do they use it in the wilderness?
Bi Fang held up the stic bottle passed to him by ¨¦tienne, and through natural light, the audience could clearly see it was filled with light green water.
[Lake water? The color¡¯s so green]
[Impossible, what¡¯s the use ofke water?]
[Admin, someone¡¯s swearing, give them a ban!]
[Lord Mu: I¡¯m juggling millions every minute, how do I have time for this? So just let me be the admin, I¡¯m super free (Dog¡¯s head)]
[Master Fang: After all, I¡¯ve trusted the wrong person.]
¡°Lake water isn¡¯t this green,¡± said Bi Fang, shaking the stic bottle, which was still a bit hot. ¡°This is pine needle water that I had ¨¦tienne mash up the pine needles and boil them before filtering. Use it to rinse your mouth, it not only smells good but also has a certain antibacterial effect.¡±
Bi Fang blew on it to cool it down, took a sip from the bottle, swallowed with a gulp.
Audience: ¡°???¡±
[Isn¡¯t mouthwash for rinsing¡ why is he drinking it?]
[What happened to the mouthwash?]
Even Bi Fang himself was stunned and realized what he had just done, he instantly started coughing and choking.
After a while, Bi Fang, regaining hisposure, was dumbfounded. ¡°Damn it! I¡¯ve gotten used to drinking hot water these past few days, I swallowed it before I could react.¡±
[Won¡¯t he get poisoned from eating charcoal ash?]
¡°No, no worries,¡± Bi Fang spit out another mouthful of saliva and kept rinsing his mouth, ¡°Charcoal ash itself isn¡¯t poisonous, and it can even have an antidiarrheal effect. However, eating too much may lead to constipation. The amount I swallowed isn¡¯t significant.¡±
A slip of the mind.
Bi Fang spit out the mouthful of water that still carried a hint of pine fragrance and shook his head with augh.
He hadn¡¯t expected that he too would have a day of confusion.
After cleaning up, the two of them stewed some smoked fish for breakfast and prepared to hit the road again.
Who knew how Johnny had found them, whether it was by tracking them through the live stream or if Elvan had told him their whereabouts?
If it was thetter, they couldn¡¯t continue following the map¡¯s route.
Bi Fang opened the map, hesitated for a while, but ultimately chose to trust Elvan and did not change his ns, continuing along the route on the map.
¡°Johnny has got us in his sights now. We will minimize our rest time as much as possible to avoid being caught up with again.¡±
[Epic, being pursued and still calm.]
[Johnny: No one knows how to catch better than I do.]
[Today I just want to be beyond the reach of thew, and I¡¯m even live-streaming it! Awless rogue, that¡¯s just how arrogant I am!]
The audience was thrilled. In their view, this was as exciting as skipping school to sneak off to the inte caf¨¦ without the teacher¡¯s knowledge, and whether it was really illegal was still to be determined.
What if the problem lies with Johnny?
Bi Fang pulled on the throttle, the engine roared to life, and the sound of the rotating propeller grew from nothing to a loud hum, increasing in intensity until it became a thunderous roar.
¡°Weird, why has the engine sound gotten louder?¡±
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He stepped on the pedal, somewhat puzzled. Was the engine broken? Why had the noise be so loud?
Bi Fang worried that the propeller was emitting smoke. Just as he turned his head back, a curse blurted out.
¡°Damn it!¡±
A dark green helicopter roared as it flew overhead, its huge rotor des whipping up a fierce wind, slicing through the air like a knife, zooming past the forest canopy like an enormous bird.
What the hell!
It had only been three hours, yet Johnny actually sent a helicopter after them!
Bi Fang pulled the control stick to climb urgently, failing to understand why Johnny treated them as if they were smuggling a flock of geese with ¡°questionable¡± health certificates. What did he think they were, Mexican drug lords?
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¡°Minister, these are the hospital test reports issued by Elvan¡¯s team, all negative, and none of the blood samples are older than a month,¡± the secretary presented the reports to the park director.
¡°But Johnny¡¯s report came back positive¡¡±
The minister pinched the bridge of his nose. He didn¡¯t actually have rity on what Johnny had been up to, resulting in the park¡¯s upper management beingpletely confused about the situation.
Were the flocks of geese sick or not?
If not sick, then why positive results?
And who really was sick?
Me?
The minister couldn¡¯t help wanting to pace, but seeing the secretary still there, he dismissed the thought.
The secretary was equally puzzled by Johnny¡¯s strong reaction, relentlessly pursuing a few individuals. Was he ever this dedicated before?
¡°It should be as Elvan and his team said, a normal reaction after vine exposure. Johnny¡¯s making a mountain out of a molehill,¡± the secretary pondered.
¡°Make a call and have him return, let¡¯s not concern ourselves with this matter anymore. I¡¯ve seen his dedication; grant him a promotion when he¡¯s back,¡± the minister deliberated for a moment, ¡°Also, have him send me the previous test reports. I want to take a look, better safe than sorry.¡±
In fact, whether the geese were sick or healthy, or even if they had been healthy a month ago but now ill, Johnny had to stop the pursuit immediately.
Because just an hour ago, the World Animal Protection Organization had called.
The minister felt a headache looming; the situation was spiraling, drawing even the scrutiny of the World Animal Protection Organization, which was not just any NGO, but an international body withprehensive consultative status with the United Nations.
The World Animal Protection Organization saw it as an excellent opportunity to raise public awareness about wildlife conservation.
Based on the geese¡¯s living conditions and behavior over the past ten-plus days, they judged the report as erroneous, the case needed re-investigation, and they demanded a halt to the apprehension of the animals, asking to aid Elvan with the migration n.
Just as the secretary was about to go and contact Johnny, a male staffer suddenly burst into the office, shouting anxiously.
¡°Minister! Johnny has dispatched a helicopter to capture the geese! He¡¯s already catching up to Fang Bi!¡±
The minister stood up hastily, full of confusion, ¡°What?¡±
Shadows rose over the forest, a droning noise like giant bees pping their wings approached at high speed. The helicopter hovered mid-air, circling like a hunting eagle, while the white ne ahead of it was merely a tiny sparrow, issuing a final, desperate scream amidst the roaring noise.
¨¦tienne gripped the armrest tightly, the light aircraft¡¯s speed pushed to its limit. He felt as if he could hear the ne¡¯s structure groaning under the strain.
This was it, glider versus helicopter?
Was wildlife conservation always this dangerous?
Dad, please save me! I realize my mistake! I want off the ne!
Buffeted by the fierce wind, pressed hard against his seat, unable to move, ¨¦tienne shed two lines of tears. He felt his adrenal nds had been yed to ruin, overworking, unable to restart.
The cabin door was welded shut!
No one could get off!
Chapter 192: 189: Where is the airplane?
Chapter 192: Chapter 189: Where is the airne?
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There¡¯s a problem!
A huge problem!
Bi Fang clenched his teeth, the engine overworking and emitting a terrifying tter.
The light aircraft¡¯s engine, after enduring half a month of flying and the torture akin to a tumble dryer, was on the verge of copse with the throttle fully open once more.
¨¦tienne dared not look up anymore; he turned his head, clutching the chair back, his face pressed and distorted like a sticker, his entire body firmly pressed into the seat.
Bi Fang¡¯s face wasn¡¯t looking good either. As a respectable citizen who only went to amusement parks for ¡®Mickey Mouse and His Friends¡¯ rides, when had he ever been chased by a helicopter?
It was just a flock of birds, who would dispatch a chopper for that?
You can¡¯t afford the game, but is this really necessary?
Bi Fang was frustrated to the point of spitting blood. He had just thought he had escaped, only to be chased down again in the time it took to brush his teeth!
Don¡¯t you have the energy to deal with the Mexican drug lords instead of wasting time chasing a Goose? Did the Goose eat your family¡¯s rice? Or does your wife¡¯s lover look like me?
If he¡¯s as handsome as me, why would he be a lover?
Intuition told Bi Fang that things couldn¡¯t be as simple as they appeared on the surface, there had to be reasons he was unaware of, but the pressing situation andck of time didn¡¯t allow him to ponder any further.
¡°Land the ne, I repeat,nd the ne!¡±
Inside the helicopter, Johnny shouted through the megaphone. Although his gun-snatching behavior was despicable, considering Johnny¡¯s identity, the sheriff hadn¡¯t made it difficult for him and instead let him continue the pursuit.
But the more the other side yelled, the faster Bi Fang flew. He wished the wind speed would increase even more, and that a typhoon woulde.
The distance kept closing, but Johnny couldn¡¯t wait a moment longer, urging the pilot, ¡°Faster, he¡¯s just a glider! Can¡¯t you even catch up with a glider? Is this the level you¡¯re at with the taxpayers¡¯ money?¡±
The pilot corrected him, ¡°It¡¯s a light aircraft, not a glider. Gliders don¡¯t have engines. Besides, you¡¯re Norwegian, this is Denmark. Your taxes have nothing to do with us, we haven¡¯t taken a cent of your money for any of the roads we¡¯ve fixed.¡±
The pilot even had the mood to nitpick, since he was just dragged in for an emergency. Why should he go all out? Was there a bonus?
Catching up was all that mattered.
When the pilot first learned that they were using a helicopter to chase a flock of Geese, he almost thought the other party was joking with him.
This mission didn¡¯t excite him at all.
Besides, the speed was already high. Hadn¡¯t he noticed that the Geese could barely keep up with the ne in front?
This helicopter wasn¡¯t military-grade, with a speed of only a little over 200, plus it was downwind, which obviously provided a greater boost to the ne in front, with its speed at least over a hundred.
With the other side being so perfunctory, Johnny was helpless; the only person here who could fly a helicopter was the pilot, and if he walked out, there would be no chance to catch up. At least now the distance was closing.
The helicopter wasn¡¯t fast, mainly due to its design with a top rotor, whichpared to fixed-wing aircraft, took less forward thrust and found it difficult to achieve high speeds.
But it all depends on what youpare it to!
Not all airnes are the same. Wuling Hongguang also has a rear-mounted engine, but does that make it a sports car?
Bi Fang was aware that his ne, even broken down, wouldn¡¯t outrun a helicopter. It would take less than a few minutes to be caught by those behind him as the distance of a few hundred meters closed.
He could even feel that the other side wasn¡¯t using full strength!
After sulking for a while, ¨¦tienne turned his head and saw the approaching helicopter closing in significantly, and instantly panicked as if he was some heinous serial killer, with the police blocking him from the ground to the sky¡ªif caught, he¡¯d be locked in prison for a hundred years.
¡°Think of something fast! We¡¯re about to be caught!¡±
Bi Fang yelled back, ¡°I¡¯m thinking!¡±
[Take some blood pressure medication.]
[Mr. Fang, what are you doing? Think of something with that invincible brain of yours!]
¡°`
[So tense, it feels just like a cop and robber movie]
[Above thew! Above thew! We are ouws beyond reach!]
Peter and Ben huddled on the sofa, staring tensely at the TV, not even hearing their aunt calling them to go to bed and sleep.
On the opposite side of Earth, Elvan¡¯s face was pale, veins bulging as he gripped Lenin¡¯s hand, while Lenin tugged at his beard, his entire face twisted together.
Bi Fang suddenly yanked the control stick, and under the massive deflection, the ne hurtled towards the forest, seemingly out of control.
The sudden weightlessness caused ¨¦tienne to momentarily leave his seat. Under the camera lens, his expression resembled a painting that depicted sheer desperation, with the reflection of the airne in his pupils and his mouth, wide open to the extreme, letting out a soul-tearing scream, akin to a long note yed on a violin.
The ne¡¯s maneuverability was too poor, unable to match the flexible movement of the helicopter, leaving Bi Fang with no choice but to take a gamble.
The helicopter pilot¡¯s face lit up with joy; the person flying the ne opposite seemed like a greenhorn. Didn¡¯t he know that the helicopter could dive down twice as fast? Was he actually lowering his altitude intentionally?
Perfect. The sooner this ended, the sooner he could rest. He still needed to pick up his daughter who had just started third grade.
The helicopter suddenly elerated, closely following behind the ne, reducing the distance to less than two hundred meters¡ªwhich, for the ne, was almost within reach.
At such high speeds, it wasn¡¯t long before the Goose began to tire out.
The goose¡¯s speed ranged between seventy and ny, and it could burst beyond one hundred for a short duration, but could not sustain it for long. By now, they were close to falling behind.
¡°Can we hit them?¡±
Johnny, excited at the sight of the geese two hundred meters away, felt this was the closest he¡¯d been to sess. He didn¡¯t need the ne to stop; he just needed the geese to die off!
¡°No,¡± the team leader shook his head. They were just ordinary policemen, their marksmanship not that precise. At least within a hundred meters, they could be sure of hitting the geese without damaging the ne.
Damn it!
Johnny cursed, irritated as he looked at the firearms protected by the police chief, but seeing the ne drawing ever closer, he suppressed his inner agitation.
This moment, his attention was fully on Bi Fang, not noticing an iing call on his cell phone.
Amongst the low hills with their mountain ranges extending far into the distance, the two aircraft maneuvered through the valley floors likerge birds, as if two dancers aware of each other¡¯s moves were performing a grand yet perilous tango.
The ne flew extremely low, and ¨¦tienne could even feel instances when branches scraped against the pontoons; any lower and they would surely crash and burn!
Bi Fang made the ne skim over the trees, bypassing the low hills, yet could not shake off the pursuer behind him.
The helicopter always managed to maintain a steady position behind, mockingly preying on its quarry.
Under these circumstances, the helicopter pilot once again slowed down, fearing to push the other to the brink of a crash right before his eyes.
¡°¨¦tienne, hold tight!¡±
Bi Fang suddenly shouted, causing ¨¦tienne to grip the seat once again, his fingers digging deep into the cushion, nearly tearing through the leather.
The distance between them had now shrunk to less than a hundred and fifty meters!
Bi Fang stepped on the pedal, turning the ne as sharply as possible, repeating the trick; he maneuvered behind a low hill to once again use the terrain to obstruct the helicopter¡¯s line of sight.
Watching the ne disappear from sight, the helicopter pilot was not concerned; in a few seconds, he¡¯d see the ne again: ¡°Useless; haven¡¯t you learned your lesson after so many times?¡±
The pilot, harboring such thoughts, circled around the low hill, and suddenly froze.
In front of him, the mountains were lush with vegetation, as millions of hectares of forest spread across the slopes in waves, with the dense fir, red pine, and ponderosa pine creating an imprable thicket.
If not for the mission, it would certainly be a great spot for camping, with the sky clear and boundless.
But,
where was the ne?
Chapter 193: 190 Ace Pilot
Chapter 193: Chapter 190 Ace Pilot
Yearster, standing in front of migrating geese returning home, ¨¦tienne would remember that distant afternoon when Bi Fang took him flying in a ne, escaping their pursuers.
Look at this opening line, how magically real it is.
¨¦tienne felt this would be the most magical journey of his life, having already encountered wild beasts, eaten raw food, and survived thunderstorms, he was about to face a ne crash!
The sensation of weightlessness attacked once more, his buttocks had lost all feeling, for they hadpletely left the seat, and his sweat-soaked underwear, hit by the wind, felt not only empty but chillingly cold.
No one could have imagined Bi Fang¡¯s daring; he actually pulled the control stick fully at the moment the ne cleared a low mountain and nted it into the forest like a rice transnter!
Hundreds of tree branches were broken off in an instant as the ne descended, violently pruned; Bi Fang leaned against the back of his seat, feet on the pedals, maintaining bnce in the violent turbulence like a triangle ruler propped between the seat and control stick.
The instant the ne touched the ground, it was as if anesthesia had been injected into the spine, cutting off all sensation below the vertebrae; the ne almost bounded forward on the uneven mud.
It got worse, as the airborne police lost their target and fired stun grenades all around to force them out, Bright ¨¦tienne watched the bright trajectories crisscrossing like a above his head.
¡°Isn¡¯t this a bit too thrilling?¡± ¨¦tienne screamed.
¡°Indeed thrilling!¡± Bi Fang shouted, ¡°Would you find it even more thrilling if I told you there¡¯s a cliff ahead?¡±
¨¦tienne, fighting his fear, forced his eyes open and suddenly saw a cliff not far away.
¡°Ahhhh!!!¡±
The ne passed the dirt slope onto t ground, and after leaving the slope, it steadied, but the cliff was visible and looming closer!
If they slid any further, they¡¯d fall off!
The ne, like a wild stallion, charged across the mud, its body constantly shaking, with Bi Fang¡¯s foot pressed hard on the pedal, his face expressionless.
In his hands, the ne became an instrument for plowing the earth.
With the cliff approaching rapidly, ¨¦tienne¡¯s eyes rolled back further and further, nearly fainting. Bi Fang dared not touch the ground, as the immense ground friction could dislocate his joints and break his legs in an instant, but he released the pedal and mmed his foot onto the front rudder!
The rudder was violently driven into the soil, kicking up dust a meter high, as if an invisible knife was slicing through the earth below.
The steel frame of the rudder emitted a grating groan, the tough metal twisted and deformed at this moment; as it plowed into the ground and piled up more and more dirt, the overwhelming friction drastically slowed down the ne, which even started to turn!
Bi Fang was driving the ne like a boat!
What did he think the rudder was?
An anchor?
Crazy, but effective!
He was the light that pierced the darkness, the Transformer that pierced the universe, the Ultraman that pierced through time and space, the supreme badass that pierced death!
He shattered the darkness with a thunderbolt!
¨¦tienne believed he would never forget this scene for the rest of his life, as the sliding ne kicked up stones and dead branches, leaving two trails that stopped at the edge of the cliff.
The ne stopped before the cliff, like a bull charging toward a bullfighter but whose tail was grabbed at thest moment.
The wings had already reached over the cliff, pebbles fell into the abyss, and in just a few meters, it would fall off, leaving no chance for Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne in their seats to survive.
They¡ were alive!
¡°Ugh!¡±
¨¦tienne vomited profusely, ejecting the breakfast he had just consumed mixed with acid. He was as pale as a ghost, his face covered in sweat, looking like he had been fished out of water.
His hydrocephalus was nearly jolted out!
What was in his head wasn¡¯t a brain anymore, but brain pulp that had been turned into juice!
[Whose divisionmander is this? So brave and valiant?]
[Badass, so badass!]
[My wife has puppy love, and I can see pink hearts in her eyes!]
At this point, the audience was nearly scared to pee themselves, tense and rxed, even the strongest dder couldn¡¯t withstand the moment the ne stopped, as many were overwhelmed with the urge to urinate.
Bi Fang was pale, but not quite as miserable as ¨¦tienne. He looked at the recording drone, raised his index finger to shush the viewers, and then turned off the live stream.
[???]
[Why did Old Fang end the stream?]
[What does this mean, why end the stream right at the climax?]
[Are they worried that the other side is watching the live stream too?]
[!]
Shuiyou guessed right.
A momentter, Bi Fang deleted all content showing the appearance of the helicopter and started ying the footage of the previous escape on loop again.
[He¡¯s out! He¡¯s out!]
[Why is he taking off again?]
[What does Old Fang mean by this maneuver?]
[I think I kind of get it now, Master Fang is so clever!]
[I still don¡¯t understand, borate please?]
[I think Master Fang is worried that the other side is also watching the live stream and has found out he¡¯s hiding in the forest, so he¡¯s pretending to still be flying!]
[Then won¡¯t ourments give it away?]
[Makes sense! Old Fang, run! The helicopter is catching up, it¡¯s getting closer, fly faster!]
[???!!! Learned so quickly?]
Just seconds after Bi Fang ducked into the forest, the ferocious helicopter rounded the hill, aiming to catch up like before, but was surprised to find that the ne had vanished.
The roar of the propellers filled their ears, and all they could see was a carpet of forest stretching out over a million hectares, grand and deste, the trees swaying in the wind.
Where¡¯s my ne?
How could such a big aircraft just disappear?
Unlike sparse coniferous forests, broadleaf forests have tall trees which create dense shadows below, leaving no light between them, let alone allowing a helicopter to spot anything.
The police inside the helicopter, having fired their stun grenades, were also baffled as to how the ne had suddenly disappeared.
Minutester, after the pilot had circled around the small mountain without finding any trace of the aircraft, he was at aplete loss.
Watching this scene, Johnny felt a sinking feeling, but the next second, he thought of a solution: ¡°Climb! Climb up!¡±]
¡°Yes, indeed!¡±
The pilot pped his palm with a fist, having been drawn into a low-altitude chase by the ne, it hadn¡¯t urred to him that he could ascend for better observation.
Minutes passed again, and the pilot, having climbed to two kilometers altitude, was confused once again. Despite his exceptional eyesight of 5.1, he couldn¡¯t even see a bird.
It seemed as if the ne had disappeared even morepletely¡
What was this, magic or some kind of mysterious Eastern power?
The pilot, cold sweat drenching him, wondered if he was seeing ghosts in broad daylight.
A silence fell within the cockpit, when suddenly, the chief of police pped his hands and asked Johnny: ¡°Didn¡¯t you say they were live streaming? Why don¡¯t we check their stream to see where they are?¡±]
Johnny realized with a start and immediately pulled out his phone. He unconsciously swiped away the missed calls, not caring who had called under such urgent circumstances, he dismissed the log and went straight to Wolf Fang TV.
The forest in question was a government-designated environmental protection area, as seen on the map. The dense forest made building roads through the mountains difficult, deterring settlers, and there was ack of public amenities. The signal was erratic, especially as foreign programs required bypassing regional restrictions, and despite Johnny¡¯s urgency, the phone kept spinning in circles as it loaded.
It wasn¡¯t until fifteen minutester that the live stream gradually came into view.
In the footage, the ne was swaying and still flying!
¡°He must have used some method to shake us off!¡± The pilot dered as he mmed his fist onto the dashboard, unable to believe that they had been outyed by someone piloting a light aircraft!
Fury zed in the pilot¡¯s eyes, feeling his profession had been mocked. He swore to reim his dignity, but the next second, a sh of insight struck him like cold water to the face, instantly extinguishing his anger.
He abruptly remembered the scene where the ne had suddenly flown low. A pilot with such superior skills couldn¡¯t possibly be unaware that a helicopter could dive faster.
It was intentional!
The pilot broke out in a cold sweat, his pupils constricting to the size of pinpricks. Could it be, could it all have been within that Huaxia person¡¯s calctions?
First, by feigning inexperience with low flying, he lured the pilot intocency. After a few minutes of chase, he got him used to the pattern of pursuing at low altitude before using his superior flying skills to vanish. By the time the pilot thought of climbing for a better vantage point, several minutes had already gone by, greatly increasing the distance between them.
Including the time spent watching the live stream, a full twenty minutes passed, and by then the ne had long since escaped.
Who exactly was he chasing?
An ace pilot from the Huaxia Dragon Group?
Could such a person truly be defeated?
The pilot trembled all over.
Chasing a pilot with such exceptional skills, what could he even do?
Chapter 194: 191 Too terrifying, completely overwhelmed.
Chapter 194: Chapter 191 Too terrifying,pletely overwhelmed.
Oh, how terrifying.
Completely overwhelmed.
Exactly which unit¡¯s retired pilot is this, regardless of technique or tactics, it¡¯s not even close.
The driver¡¯s pupils dted and then contracted, his little heart greatly wounded, he couldn¡¯t believe he had been outmaneuvered by someone in a glider.
Seeing that the pilot was off, the chief of the police team inquired, ¡°Steve, what¡¯s wrong?¡±
The pilot looked into the chief¡¯s eyes, his pupils trembling slightly, and he swallowed, ¡°Nothing, nothing at all¡¡±
¡°Are you sure you¡¯re okay? Why are you sweating so much on your forehead? If you¡¯re not feeling well, should we go back?¡±
¡°No! Keep following! We can¡¯t go back without finding them!¡±
Johnny mmed his phone onto the ground, his voice filled with irrepressible rage; unfortunately, it also revealed his intrinsic frailty.
The chief, who hade to help, was instantly displeased. They hade to assist out of respect for Johnny¡¯s position, and not only was he ungrateful, but what was with that attitude?
Do fuel and ammo cost nothing?
They would have to write a report to exin why they used the ammunition today. Did he really think that their job was that easy?
Thinking of the follow-up work, the chief lost his enthusiasm and, regardless of Johnny¡¯s reaction, waved his hand, ¡°Search two more rounds, and let¡¯s go back no matter whether we find them or not.¡±
¡
The helicopter circled overhead for almost half an hour, and Bi Fang nearly thought his tricks had been seen through and considered fleeing. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to do so, the situation turned, and the helicopter left.
Yet, Bi Fang didn¡¯t start the live stream again; instead, he quietly waited, worrying they might double back.
He also didn¡¯t forget to record with the drone. After the event, such a thrilling moment could be shown to the audience.
¡°How are you feeling, any better?¡±
¡°A little.¡±
¨¦tienne leaned against a tree, continuously drinking water; after half an hour of recovery, his headache had subsided somewhat.
The recent events could really scare the life out of someone, with blood pressure soaring off the charts, his pale face turning red from fear.
Twenty minutester, the helicopter flew over their heads once again, this time not stopping but continuing straight on.
¡°Are they gone now?¡±
¡°Wait a bit longer,¡± Bi Fang signaled to ¨¦tienne to be patient.
He knew that his narrow escape was not due to proficiency or tactics, but rather to his wit.
The helicopter¡¯s pilot simply couldn¡¯t imagine that anyone would be so crazy as to force their ne to nearly crash for an emergencynding and hide in a forest within seconds of evading sight.
It was only because his light aircraft was not heavy and had minimal inertia that Bi Fang had been able to control it. If it had been heavier, it might have crashed outright.
Well, not necessarily. Friction would also increase; it¡¯s a function of multiple variables.
Meanwhile, the pilot, who was unaware of the reality and believed he had been bested by superior skills, was still in meltdown¡
Bi Fang crouched down to check the direction rudder of the airne; its alloy frame waspletely deformed, and the rudder was almost snapped off.
It was useless now.
¡°Can it still fly?¡±
¡°It can fly.¡±
Bi Fang tapped the direction rudder, which emitted a dull thud, as hard as iron, beyond hope of bending back to shape.
This was a seane where the pedals could control two kinds of steering, both in water and in the air. The damaged direction rudder was for steering on water, while the air control used the wings, tilting them to create a effect simr to ailerons, thereby generating steering force.
So the broken direction rudder wouldn¡¯t affect flying; at most, they wouldn¡¯t be able to turn on the water. For flying, the wings were the main thing.
After another twenty minutes, once sure the helicopter had flown away, Bi Fang finally turned the live stream back on. What they needed to do now was to fly away as soon as possible, before the other party could piece together the truth from the live stream ande back.
[He¡¯s started, he¡¯s started again!]
[Waited a whole hour, man, that¡¯s so cautious, I hail Old Fang as the most shrewd!]
[I feel like the other side ispletely baffled.]
[Who the hell could have thought of that, Master Fang¡¯s brain is too powerful, so smart to do something like this!]
[Even if you think of it, you wouldn¡¯t dare to do it, in the end, Master Fang is just too badass!]
The audience¡¯s livers trembled with excitement, the scene of the airnending had been so awesome that an hour passed and they still hadn¡¯t recovered from the excitement.
But what were they to do next?
The seane hadnded in the forest, how were they supposed to take off?
There was only the hard-packed dirt ground, noke for it to taxi on, and without a runway, how could the ne fly?
¡°Isn¡¯t there a cliff? Push it off.¡±
Bi Fang propped his chin, pondered briefly, and came up with an answer.
¨¦tienne: ¡°!¡±
Why did he have a bad feeling about this?
He went to the edge of the cliff and, looking down at the twenty-meter drop, his legs instantly went weak.
¡°No, no, no, it can¡¯t be, that high?¡±
Bi Fang came beside ¨¦tienne, looked down and nodded: ¡°Indeed, it¡¯s pretty high.¡±
This height would make most people¡¯s legs go weak. Many people have no concept of height, but a five-meter diving tform is enough to discourage fifty percent of people.
A ten-meter tform without training almost invariably causes leg weakness, it¡¯s just that most people don¡¯t feel it when looking from the side.
¡°But this height is just perfect. Any lower and the ne could easily fall to the ground before taking off.¡±
¨¦tienne shuddered at these words: ¡°Fall to the ground!¡±
Three minutester.
¨¦tienne sat shivering in the back seat, watching Bi Fang start the engine. But even at full throttle, the ne didn¡¯t budge, the friction was too great.
¡°Whew.¡±
¨¦tienne let out a sigh of relief, as if they wouldn¡¯t have to fly after all.
Bi Fang came down and looked at the motionless ne, frowning: ¡°No, the resistance is too great. Someone has to push from the behind.¡±
¨¦tienne: ¡°¡¡±
¡°Who¡¯s going to push¡ and who¡¯s going to pilot?¡±
¡°You¡¯ll pilot.¡±
¡°Me again?¡± ¨¦tienne pointed at himself.
Bi Fang nodded: ¡°Only you can push. Otherwise, how would you get on after pushing? You can¡¯t manage it, I have to do it.¡±
In the moment of pushing the glider off, he would have to grab the pontoon and climb up. This was much more dangerous than piloting the glider, so it had to be Bi Fang himself.
¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve flown for so long, I know the power of this ne. Twenty meters is enough for it to take off, don¡¯t be afraid.¡±
¡°Okay¡¡±
¨¦tienne was persuaded, once again taking his ce at the pilot¡¯s seat, starting the engine.
Bi Fang ced wooden sticks under the ne¡¯s floats, pushing it to see if it really could move.
¡°Ready?¡±
¨¦tienne, sitting in the pilot¡¯s seat, gave an OK gesture.
Bi Fang walked to the back of the ne and took a deep breath. His arms were not bulky but had the sinewy strength of bamboo, with a special rhythm when the power surged.
The strength bursting from flexibility was much stronger than pure brute force.
Bi Fang steadied the ne, focused, and channeled a long breath from his lungs to his fingertips before exerting his strength!
The ne slowly started to move, the wooden sticks at the bottom began to roll, and the wings inch by inch jutted out over the cliff.
The audience in front of the screen held their breath, knowing this was a critical moment.
Soon, most of the wing had been pushed out.
Bi Fang¡¯s eyes narrowed, and he increased his force. The ne, already on the edge of the cliff, suddenly sped up its descent. Rocks tumbled down the cliff with a dull rumble.
The ne slid faster and faster, and when it was nearly halfway out, it began to fall on its own, careening off the cliff side.
The audience was startled at this sight, but then a figure sprinted and leapt from the cliff, diving soundlessly into the abyss.
In Peter¡¯s pupils, the white ne soared, and Bi Fang, clutching the ne, swung into the seat.
Chapter 195: 192 said it and it happened
Chapter 195: 192 said it and it happened
¡°Where to next?¡±
¡°Keep heading south.¡±
Bi Fang put on his wind goggles, and the wind sent the straps fluttering to the sides, dancing like snakes.
Johnny¡¯s pursuit had given Bi Fang a sense of crisis. They needed to speed up their migration, as the same tactics couldn¡¯t be used a second time. If a helicopter came after them again, they would have no chance of escape.
As the duo¡¯s fame grew, the likelihood of being spotted and posted online along their route grew higher, and the timing and precision of their location would be increasingly urate.
¡°But why is Johnny so desperate?¡±
What puzzled Bi Fang the most was Johnny¡¯s behavior. It¡¯s one thing to be a park director with a sense of responsibility and personally take part in the chase, but his actions seemed excessively dramatic.
He had traveled all the way from Find to Denmark, and they were about to enter Germany. When he couldn¡¯t catch up onnd, he immediately deployed a helicopter for aerial pursuit. It wasn¡¯t something that could simply be exined by a sense of duty.
It was more like¡ impatience?
As Bi Fang considered deeper reasons, the livements suddenly became harmonious, with everyone posting the same thing.
Thest time this happened, it was when the onlinemunity wanted to ensure Professor Gu Qingyuan¡¯s words were conveyed urately.
Bi Fang scrolled up to look, and sure enough, it was Gu Qingyuan again. His fans recognized the old professor by now, and when they saw his post, they immediately copied and pasted it to make sure it would be seen.
[Bi Fang, Elvan asked me to tell you that the park has given up the chase! They are already contacting Johnny to call him back, so you can continue with your n.]
Oh?
Bi Fang was overjoyed¡ªjust as he was worrying about how to avoid pursuit, Elvan brought good news. It seemed Elvan hadn¡¯t been idle!
This news greatly boosted their spirits.
Great!
Now that this was the case, it was time to give it their all!
¡
The tavern was bustling with noise.
¡°A story about a little boy and a Huaxia man with a flock of geese?¡±
¡°Yes.¡±
¡°I know, a splendid adventure¡¡±
¡
In the park.
¡°Hey, Lilith!¡±
¡°What are you doing here? Don¡¯t tell me¡¡±
¡°Yes, I¡¯m here to take pictures. The news said they might fly over this area! It¡¯s so exciting! That Huaxia guy is so handsome! I¡¯m totally obsessed with him, just seeing his face gets me excited!¡±
¡°Me too! His muscles are so beautifully defined, oh my god, it¡¯s a shame he doesn¡¯t have Latte, or I would follow his personal ount.¡±
¡°Oh, that¡¯s too bad.¡±
¡
¡°Governor, please look.¡±
The governor took the newspaper and looked at the headline.
[An Incredible Journey.]
The governor shook his head, failing to understand why such matters were notified to him, and casually threw the paper onto the table.
¡°Let them go. We can¡¯t stop them anyway. What kind of story is this? Just a man flying with geese, right? Aren¡¯t there more important things to worry about? Forget it, I didn¡¯t see it. Next.¡±
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¡°This fantastical adventure tale is exactly like ¡®The Wonderful Adventures of Nils¡¯, a novel beloved by readers¡ Twenty days ago, they started from the Pr Region, nning to cross the whole of Europe to the south, reaching the Camargue Wends Nature Reserve in France, leading twenty endangered White-fronted Geese on their migration, hoping they can return to the wild.¡±
¡°As of now, the two have reached Germany and are about to enter France. Their dream is near at hand. This journey is abination of science and culture and represents a highly significant adventure that deserves attention. Video rted to it can also be found online. This is the morning report.¡±
¡°No.¡±
Legoff shook his head slightly, as this was not an adventure worth caring about, aplete waste of effort.
Clipping the wings of the geese was the best option, raising them like ducks, or else keeping them in cages, but Elvan had never listened to him.
Legoff had never supported this n because it was impossible to realize.
Back when Elvan had approached him with the bird eggs, Legoff had clearly refused, citing the difficulty of flight, the abundance of uncertainties, and even if migration were sessful, what then? Would the geese return next year? Could they breed sessfully? It was impossible for a species to survive based on these few geese alone, would they do this every time?
It was just a n approval that allowed Elvan to raise geese, what was the big deal?
The n was doomed to fail, that was the reason.
He was convinced.
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¡°Hahaha, see that? They¡¯re weing us!¡±
Bi Fang piloted the ne through buildings, looking down at the entire city from high above.
People crowded at the traffic lights waiting to cross, office workers in neat suits and shirts went in and out of upscale office buildings, the girls¡¯ attire was very much like what you¡¯d find in fashion magazine temtes.
People looked up as if by agreement, watching the roaring ne overhead, and took out their phones to take pictures.
There were even some holding support signs with Bi Fang¡¯s and ¨¦tienne¡¯s names, cheering at street corners, clearly prepared in advance.
¡°Roar!¡±
¨¦tienne waved at the crowd and shouted loudly.
The glider, like arge bird, skimmed between high-rises without stopping, flying toward the distant horizon.
In this thriving metropolis, Bi Fang saw a white bird hastily traversing the sky, nervously looking around as itnded on the rooftop of a building, its chest heaving rapidly.
It was a seagull, probably flown over from the docks, finding no way out in the narrow maze crammed with buildings, anxious and uneasy, surrounded by the noise of human voices and engine roars.
But then, it saw the ne and the geese, cried out excitedly, pped its wings, and joined the geese, flying off toward the distance.
¨¦tienne¡¯s eyes lit up when he saw the gull that had joined their group, ¡°Hey! We¡¯ve got a new friend!¡±
¡°Yes, a seagull.¡±
Bi Fang felt greatly relieved. The appearance of the seagull meant they were at a significantly lowertitude, which would be theirst stop before entering France, a city, in red on the map, no ce to linger.
There were ten days left until the mission ended, and in these ten days, they would cross all of France to reach the Camargue Wends Nature Reserve.
A week had passed since theirst capture, and Johnny indeed had not shown up again; everything was going very smoothly.
At dusk, the two of them stopped by ake in the wilderness, preparing dinner and the campsite for the evening.
Bi Fang looked at the ne tilting to one side and, after confirming there were no issues with the hole, went ashore.
During the emergencynding that day, one of the pontoons got a small hole, thankfully noticed in time. Bi Fang plugged it with a wooden stopper; otherwise, they would have to rely on cliffs for takeoff from now on.
The fading sunlight cast shadows of trees on the ground.
By the fire, ¨¦tienne cleaned the bass thoroughly, skewered them on sticks, and set them over the fire to roast.
The initial supply of reindeer, tiger-skin fish, and a hare had beenpletely eaten three days ago, and these two bass had been caught that morning.
[Is this still Wilderness Survivalist? I don¡¯t even eat this well at home.]
[This twenty days of live streaming is too cool; Old Fang is really enduring this time, so fucking exhrating to watch, just like watching a DDC documentary.]
[The city flyover just now was way too cool, I wanna y too.]
[Everyday gourmet, Master Fang, aren¡¯t you going to weigh yourself, see if you¡¯ve gained weight?]
[Huo, is that real flesh on your face?]
Bi Fang subconsciously touched his cheek, ¡°No way around it, this time the trip is too long, we must ensure we get enough salt from meat. And because of the long distances, we have more opportunities to encounter prey, shoot once, move to another spot¡¡±]
Bang!
The gunshot was like thunder, swallowing Bi Fang¡¯s words.
Birds nestled in the woods were startled into flight.
Chapter 196: 193: A Person Died
Chapter 196: Chapter 193: A Person Died
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Legoff pulled the trigger, and the bullet whistled out of the chamber, hitting the drone midair with precision. The setting sun sank below the horizon, and a splendid shower of sparks scattered like a fountain.
The drone was instantly knocked out of the sky and then plummeted to the ground.
The sound of the gunshot erupted like thunder, causing ¨¦tienne¡¯s heart to almost stop, leaving him dazed and frightened to his very bones.
¡°¨¦tienne! Get down!¡±
Bi Fang¡¯s roar mixed with the sound of gunfire, thick with murderous intent. He instantly tackled ¨¦tienne to the ground and then crawled to pull him behind a mound of earth, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the gunshots hade.
Dozens of meters away, Legoff raised the barrel of his gun and blew away the gunpowder smoke: ¡°Done?¡±
Johnny watched the new cellphone anxiously, and upon seeing the livestream ck out, he rejoiced, ¡°Done, he stopped the livestream. Move in now, bring all the Geese back!¡±
¡°Next time you deliver the Goods, you know what to do, right? Firing at a drone in front of a live broadcast is too dangerous,¡± apanion joked on the side.
¡°Yeah, if we get filmed, we¡¯re finished.¡±
¡°The risk is too great.¡±
The other two chimed in agreement.
Johnny nodded, ¡°Of course, we¡¯ll do everything as we¡¯ve negotiated.¡±
Legoff spoke lightly, ¡°Add ten percent.¡±
Johnny was stunned, then furious, ¡°You can¡¯t do this. Without my supply, where would you get a stable source of Goods over these years? Don¡¯t you know how severe the crackdown on poaching in Europe is now? Ten percent is impossible! Not even one percent!¡±
¡°Then catch them yourself,¡± Reilof suggested nonchntly as he wiped the gun barrel. ¡°I¡¯ve seen his livestream; he¡¯s not bad in a fight. You can try to handle him on your own.¡±
Veins popped on Johnny¡¯s forehead, and he shot up, suddenly grabbing Legoff¡¯s cor, but with just a look, Legoff made Johnny feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, with goosebumps rising instinctively all over his body. He abruptly realized the gap between their statuses.
The other man was a poacher who licked blood off the de, whereas he was just an ordinary park director.
Legoff brushed off Johnny¡¯s hand and patted his cor lightly, ¡°If blood tests find a problem, you¡¯re the one who will lose the job. If that happens, forget about the cut; you might even end up in big jail. Even without a park director, we can coborate with someone else. There will always be a continuous stream of ¡®unqualified¡¯ animals supplied to us. This is your only chance, so think it over.¡±
Johnny¡¯s eyes were bloodshot as he contemted for a long while, ¡°Add five percent more. Any more is no good for anyone. Do you think there¡¯s no risk in finding new contacts?¡±
¡°Deal!¡±
Legoff stopped wiping and smiled slightly.
Suppressing his fury, Johnny crouched back into the bushes, watching as Legoff¡¯spanions emerged from the undergrowth, unaware that Bi Fang was watching everything unfold before him.
In the first-person night vision mode, Bi Fang saw Johnny¡¯s figure, a face he would never forget in his lifetime.
¡°Johnny!¡±
Bi Fang lowered his voice,ing across like a tiger grinding its teeth for blood.
¨¦tienne remained silent as a cicada in winter, his half month of wilderness survival making him extremely sensitive to the changes in the environment. He acutely sensed a special aura rising off Bi Fang.
This indescribable terrifying demeanor was somewhat simr to his mother¡¯s after a failed test, but it wasn¡¯tparable to her level at all. If he had to make aparison, it was like the lynx he had encountered.
No! Even more terrifying!
It wasn¡¯t like a human at all but some¡ monster that devoured humans.
The muscles on the side of Bi Fang¡¯s face tensed involuntarily, revealing a sharpness akin to a de.
He wasn¡¯t afraid¡ he was enraged!
¡°`
These days, he¡¯d had the same dream several times, dreaming of a world aze, an airne under a cliff exploding in the raging mes, ¨¦tienne burning fiercely. He reached out to touch him, but ¨¦tienne turned into red gravel falling away, his fingertips grasping nothing but air.
When he woke, his head was drenched in sweat while his heart was ice-cold, and he even felt regret for having given in to ¨¦tienne¡¯s request.
The weak Bi Fang from his past life hade back to haunt him, as he recalled the real sensation of death from his previous life, sealing that memory deep within his mind after awakening. Bi Fang was not unafraid, he had simply never revisited those memories.
Now, he recalled again that sense of utter powerlessness when everything turned to nothing, and the cold, disappointed, and even mocking look in the poacher¡¯s eyes just before his own death¡
¡°Thought we¡¯d hit the jackpot today, but it turns out it¡¯s a human who¡¯s died.¡±
Damn it!
Bi Fang wrapped himself up as solid as iron, yet his heart was as fragile as shattered pottery.
He must resolve this issue to stop having that nightmare, to keep his thoughts from lingering on the moment of his death!
If he didn¡¯t restrain himself, he would immediately throw himself at Johnny, choke the annoying Norwegian against the wall and demand to know his true intentions! Why had he fired the gun?
If Johnny couldn¡¯t give a reason, Bi Fang would crush his throat!
Legoff¡¯s associate coughed softly, striding boldly out of the bushes, aware that the other man had no gun, nor any means of long-range attack.
¡°Don¡¯t be nervous, I¡¯m not a bad guy¡¡±
The shadowy figure shouted as he approached, his words muffled, intelligible yet with an unidentifiable ent.
It was a middle-aged man.
In the light of the fire, the viewers could see the man was d in a dark green windbreaker over dark jeans, around five feet seven in height, with rough, yellowish skin and hair cut so short that only stubble showed, appearing to be in his thirties or forties.
That¡¯s right!
Just when Johnny and the others thought the live stream had ended, the drone rose again, its pitch-ck shell blending perfectly into the night, silent and ghost-like, perching on a tree, like an observer coldly capturing everything.
The bulletproof drone supplied by the System was by no means damaged by a single gunshot; the screen going ck was entirely within Bi Fang¡¯s control, who resumed the broadcast only after seeing Johnny put away his phone.
All the viewers were startled by the gunshot, and the short period of a ck screen had them on edge, as for many, it was the first time they encountered a real gunshot in real life!
¡°Huaxia people, don¡¯t be nervous, I came out here hunting, just thought it was some bird, turned out I was wrong. I recognize you, you¡¯re the guy from the news about migrating geese, right? I¡¯m so sorry, did I damage your live stream equipment? If I did, just name the price, I¡¯llpensate!¡±
The man came over with a smile, making clear his intentions.
Upon hearing this, the viewers breathed a sigh of relief; they knew that in many parts of the world, it was legal to hunt with guns, and mistaking a drone for a bird at dusk wasn¡¯t impossible, though it spoke volumes about his poor shooting skills since the drone was unharmed.
Bi Fang pressed ¨¦tienne¡¯s head down forcefully, making him crouch low behind the mound of earth, and whispered urgently not toe out, then casually asked.
¡°Where did youe from?¡±
¡°Just outside the woods.¡±
As the man got closer, just when he was about to see ¨¦tienne and Bi Fang behind the mound, Bi Fang suddenly asked.
¡°Why isn¡¯t Johnnying out?¡±
¡°What?¡±
The man was taken aback, but in that moment of distraction, a gust of wind rushed at him, and his face turned pale instantly, his right hand quickly moving toward his waist.
But Bi Fang was faster; as he pounced, his figure blurred, the result of an unbelievably rapid burst of speed. Though he had been at the bottom of the slope, he dove like an eagle swooping from the sky!
Chapter 197: 194 Poacher
Chapter 197: Chapter 194 Poacher
Wind!
No, not the wind!
A tiger!
It was a raging tiger!
The man was bewildered for a moment. An invisible pressure came with Bi Fang¡¯s pounce, causing his heart to tremble and his breath to pause. By the time he reacted, it was already toote.
So fast!
The only thought left in the man¡¯s mind was this. Bi Fang¡¯s figure became a blur, his arms indistinguishable. It was due to an even greater speed that made his punches almost invisible!
If this were a knife, it would be the kind that killed people, firm, stern, with a bloody murderous aura. A punch like that would prate even a b of iron.
But the man was no iron b!
The man didn¡¯t even have time to cry for help before his abdomen received a punch, hitting his nerve plexus with deadly uracy. The knobby joints of the back of the hand pierced in like the tip of a dagger, and the explosive force burst from the abdomen to the spine, violently churning his intestines, so painful he couldn¡¯t make a sound.
Yet his right hand managed to reach for his waistband, apanied by the sound of metal friction, and underscoring the metallic luster of bluish steel, a hunting knife was revealed, but before it could be fully drawn, a hand firmly pressed it down.
Bi Fang pushed the knife back into its scabbard, then effortlessly seized the man¡¯s wrist, twisting and pulling it back.
A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed.
The man¡¯s pupils shrank violently, his entire palm now rendered powerless, limply hanging down. He was disarmed with a single move!
The opponent was not just skilled, he was not even human!
The man¡¯s pupils trembled, shaking like sifting powder, as if he had encountered a starving tiger in the woods, understanding his fate in the next few minutes with just one nce.
What kind of¡ monster is this?
It wasn¡¯t over!
Bi Fang stared coldly at the man.
He had topletely incapacitate his opponent!
He grabbed the man¡¯s wrist and jerked it forward,pletely disrupting the man¡¯s bnce. As the man tilted forward, Bi Fang stepped forward, his movement fluid like a dragon, and his elbow struck the man¡¯s lower jaw.
Different from the sound of the break before, this blow didn¡¯t make the big bang everyone expected. It was like thunder muffled by a pillow, a deep and suppressed explosion.
The spectators were dumbfounded. The distance was too close, and they couldn¡¯t see the details, only noticing Bi Fangunching an attack, a string of strikester, the man stood there looking stunned, his jaw hanging open, drooling like his mouth couldn¡¯t close.
They didn¡¯t even understand why Bi Fang had struck, only saw the mane over to greet and then got punched into a fool; it was as if the game had disconnected.
[Damn, what¡¯s Master Fang doing? He suddenly made his move?]
[Is there something wrong with this guy?]
[??? Did I miss something?]
That was too brutal!
Even Legoff, hidden in the bushes, didn¡¯t see clearly. He only saw a shadowy figure emerge in the flickering light, and after a few shakes, both men had gone down the slope together.
Johnny was gripped with anxiety, the sudden silence made him uneasy, and he began to regret this operation, but not wanting to die suddenly, he had no choice but to proceed, not a moment toote.
The longer the night, the more the World Animal Protection Organization got involved. With the blood test issues, they were bound to investigate further, and upon investigation, trouble was sure to arise.
Falsifying reports wasn¡¯t a new thing, as they had done so several times before.
There were two solutions: bribe, and then Johnny would produce apliant report. Without a bribe, give the animal to Legoff, splitting the profits fifty-fifty.
epting bribes was hardly a secret, and Johnny knew he had offended many people. Previously, his father had put pressure on others, but now that the United Nations had arrived, no matter how powerful his father was, he couldn¡¯t affect them. Once the suppression failed, the World Animal Protection people would investigate what happened to the ¡°nonpliant¡± animals¡
Like the unbreakable bond of entwined lotus roots, a whole string of records could be pulled out connectedly.
Moreover, Bi Fang was too hard to find. He passed through only a handful of cities and spent most of his time wandering in the wilderness, where there were few witnesses and even if one saw him, they couldn¡¯t pinpoint his location¡ªit was all just identically looking forests!
The most troublesome issue was the live broadcasting by the opposition. The only option was to ask Legoff to take it down with a single shot.
Seeing Johnny as anxious as a groundhog, Legoff raised his finger to silence him. His initial n was to have his cohorts rx their guard and stealthily attack without rming the White-fronted Goose, then to take the goose back after a sessful ambush.
The White-fronted Goose, when threatened, would run very fast. It wouldn¡¯t fly but just run, then hide or dive underwater, which would make it all the more trouble to recaptureter, for each goose was ¡°Ugly Money¡±.
Now, it seemed like something unexpected had happened?
¡°Mmm mmm mmm!¡±
The many on the ground, struggling, but it was futile. Bi Fang¡¯s arms were wrapped around his neck¡ªhis left hand gripping the elbow and the wrist, his right hand clenched behind the man¡¯s head, suffocating him tightly.
Naked Choke!
The man¡¯s face turned as red as blood, his blood seeming to surge beneath his skin like a wild beast, wanting to seep out through his pores. Having taken a heavy blow to his jaw nerve, he was already prone to fainting; now, with his carotid artery constricted, his efforts to struggle significantly weakened.
A true Jujutsu master could choke someone unconscious in just a few seconds! To choke someone to death didn¡¯t even require a minute!
Within moments, the man¡¯s arms wentpletely limp.
¨¦tienne, who was holding down the man¡¯s feet, turned pale as he observed the motionless man, wondering if he was dead.
He didn¡¯t understand why Bi Fang had suddenly struck, but after twenty days together, he hade to trust Bi Fang unconditionally.
Bi Fang was not just satisfying his and his father¡¯s wishes by migrating the geese; he actualy relished it, hoping to rescue an endangered species. ¨¦tienne felt that someone who shared his father¡¯s ideals couldn¡¯t be all bad.
Bi Fang lifted the man¡¯s eyelid to ensure he was indeed unconscious before releasing his grip and hastily extinguished the fire.
The sparks flickered out and darkness fell.
Without rope and worrying the man might regain consciousness, Bi Fang simply dislocated the man¡¯s limbs.
In the darkness, the crisp sound of breaking bones kept resounding, making the audience¡¯s hair stand on end. What had the man done to deserve his joints dislocated?
How terrifying¡
The audience couldn¡¯t understand why Bi Fang had be so brutal, frightening them into even being afraid to send messages.
From the stranger¡¯s appearance to the sudden attack and strangtion, the whole sequence took less than two minutes, as if he had rehearsed countless times.
What was even more terrifying was that Bi Fang¡¯s expression remained unchanged throughout, like a meticulously nned assassin from a movie!
Bi Fang breathed heavily. The recent outburst was not without cost as it had expended a great deal of his energy. Now that the crisis was temporarily averted, he finally had a chance to exin, ¡°These people are poachers.¡±
[Poachers!?]
[Howe there are poachers? Why poachers? What do we do now?]
[Did that man lie just now?]
¡°If that man hadn¡¯t missed his shot just now, the drone would have been shot down already. It was deliberate.¡±
Bi Fangy on the slope, silently staring at the bushes. His top Special Forces skills and Wilderness Survival Skill had long endowed him with an acute ability to discern sounds, especially the direction of gunshots.
But the audience was still unclear. How did Bi Fang know they were poachers, and is there really a difference between a poacher and a man who said he was out hunting?
¡°Yes!¡±
Bi Fang¡¯s pupils burned with substantial mes. He would never forget that scene in his entire life.
When poachers revealed their ominous presence.
That feeling of having a volcano of fury smoldering inside him, where the anger, once ignited, would never extinguish until it incinerated the enemy or consumed himself.
Chapter 198: 195: Blood Revenge and Blood Wash!
Chapter 198: Chapter 195: Blood Revenge and Blood Wash!
The poacher¡¯s decaying stench could be smelled by Bi Fang from a kilometer away.
There was absolutely no mistaking it!
The deliberate approach of the other party was too conspicuous, using words to draw attention while their body continuously moved closer, even scanning the surrounding geese. Thispletely went against human psychology.
Humans naturally harbor distrust towards strangers; even with ssmates who are not well acquainted, one wouldn¡¯t deliberately get close, let alone in the wilderness. If they were truly fans of Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne, why would their attention be on the geese?
The most crucial point was that the man¡¯s hunting knife sheath had a sp, and when he approached, the sp was intentionally unfastened and tucked away, clearly to facilitate drawing the knife.
If it was for safety, then why get closer?
Wouldn¡¯t it be better not to approach at all?
For all these reasons, even if the other party hadn¡¯t been mingling with Johnny, Bi Fang would definitely strike first, taking control of the situation into his own hands.
The audience was shocked upon hearing this exnation; they had all missed these details just moments before!
If they were in the wilderness facing such a scenario, wouldn¡¯t they be wiped clean?
[Holy shit, there were these details?]
[So dangerous!]
[Is it really a poacher? How can a poacher appear here? Could it be that they came after watching Old Fang¡¯s live stream? Maybe you should shut it down first, Old Fang?]
[Yeah, better shut down the live stream first, it¡¯s too dangerous!]
[Lord Mu has gifted the host with a Spaceship*1¡ªHurry back! You can call the police, let them catch the poacher!]
[Right, call the police! Does anyone know the phone number for the French police? Can we call them from here?]
¡°No need, I just shut down the live stream to confuse them. Besides, it¡¯s toote; in these deep mountains and forests, even with the location pinpointed, it would take at least half an hour for the police to get here. By that time, everything would be toote.¡±
Bi Fang shook his head; he had seen Johnny turn off his phone, thework signal here was definitely not good, and the other party was watching through a VPN. To view the live stream again would take at least ten minutes, time enough for him to counterattack, and counterattack was all he could do.
He didn¡¯t tell the audience about Johnny¡¯s presence; some matters, Bi Fang had to handle personally.
The simultaneous appearance of Johnny and the poacher had made the truth very clear, the park director was in cahoots with the poacher, killing all the geese just because of hybrid breeding. Even though the geese were healthy, they falsely imed they tested positive; the malicious intent was obvious.
Because of him, Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne had no choice but to embark on this journey, facing such numerous dangers, even nearly falling into a ravine. He would settle every single ount!
This was an exciting adventure, but not the kind of adventure Bi Fang wanted!
It had been three minutes since the man went out, and Johnny¡¯s heart grew more and more anxious.
Upon seeing the fire deliberately extinguished, Legoff finally realized something was wrong. ording to their n, by now theirpanion should have subdued the Huaxia man and controlled the kid who could call the geese, rather than this quiet situation.
The other two aplices couldn¡¯t sit still either and looked at Legoff simultaneously, ¡°Boss, what do we do now?¡±
Legoff, a retired special forces soldier, held the greatest prestige and strength within their four-man squad. He usually made the ns, and the other three were willing to follow his lead. Now that something had gone wrong, the first thing the remaining two did was ask for his opinion.
Legoff stared at the extinguished fire, feeling it was a thorny issue. The decisiveness and strength of his opponent had somewhat exceeded his expectations. Jaden was the second strongest in their squad after him, yet he was taken down without even a sound¡ªas if devoured by a monster in the darkness.
But twenty thousand Ugly Gold was right before his eyes, and he had no reason to give up, especially considering they still had three men left, excluding Johnny. There was no need to fear a broadcaster who had no firearms if they all attacked together.
He gestured several hand signals, and after the other two understood, they began to tread silently using the Fox Step, quietly dispersing to both sides.
Encirclement tactics.
Johnny, crouched in the bushes, didn¡¯t dare to even breathe loudly. He was just a civilian who secretly traded animals; against a retired Legoff, ten of him might not even be able to put up a fight, so he could only pray silently for the n¡¯s sess.
Bi Fang turned his head towards ¨¦tienne, ¡°How¡¯s your swimming?¡±
¡°Runner-up in the school swimmingpetition.¡±
Bi Fang was taken aback, not expecting ¨¦tienne to have this skill. He immediately formed a n, ¡°Then you dive into theke and swim to the center, dive as much as you can and don¡¯te out. Without light, they can¡¯t see you, and the geese will dive with you. They know camouge better than you. Remember, keep quiet and don¡¯t let them detect you.¡±
The fact that the opponent¡¯s marksmanship was inurate was just a ruse to deceive the audience. In reality, under the dim conditions of twilight, being able to urately hit a moving target at tens of meters away meant their shooting was definitely not weak. If they tried to escape in the glider, either the noise or the movements would give them away, and they would likely be shot by the opponent.
¨¦tienne nodded, he knew staying there would only hold them back. Without any hesitation, he slowly backed away, reached thekeside and dipped his legs into the water first.
The temperature of theke water was only in the teens¡ªa bit chilly. ¨¦tienne shivered and slowly submerged his entire body into the water.
The geese started calling out in the water, to which ¨¦tienne quickly shushed them, immediately silencing their calls.
Man and birds, they all started to swim slowly towards the center of theke.
The silence from the opposite side was frightening, but Bi Fang knew they wouldn¡¯t just sit and wait for death. He frisked the man and found no guns, just a Hunting Knife.
It seemed the opponent was quite confident, thinking he could handle Bi Fang on his own, only to be disconnected within a minute. It couldn¡¯t be said he was a poor teammate; rather, it was like encountering a godlike adversary.
Bi Fang¡¯s brain was running at high speed. France was different from the domestic scene¡ªthis was Europe¡¯s hunting powerhouse. Just the statistics from 2017 showed over 1.2 million licensed hunters in the area, the highest in Europe.
Especially poachers, who are never short of firearms. Bi Fang couldn¡¯t believe that as part of a poaching group, there would only be one gun. Just now, he had only seen Johnny and Legoff, with several more figures vaguely visible, yet he couldn¡¯t determine the exact number. Conservatively estimated, there were at least three.
Counting Johnny, it could be a five-man team, or even more.
Poaching was no easy job. Hunters not only had to contend with various outdoor dangers and deadly animals but also had to be vignt of anti-poaching organizations and rangers. Therefore, it often required team cooperation, with each having their own role. With a squad of five, at least three werebat members, almost all having seen blood, each one extremely dangerous.
Bi Fang took careful steps back, removed the bow and Arrows from the ne, drew an arrow with his right hand, and set it on the longbow. Until now, the only blood the bow and arrows had seen was that of a rabbit, but they might just be hunting bigger ¡°Goods¡±
Bi Fang, now equipped with bow and arrows, ran into the distance and likewiseid low in the underbrush,posed and still as a rock. The drone flew silently to perch in a tree behind him, continuing its stealthy vigil.
Darkness became the best protective color for everyone.
This was a hunt, a life-and-death hunt!
Let¡¯s see whose prowess is stronger!
A blood feud washed away with blood!
Chapter 199: 196: Raging at Teammates
Chapter 199: Chapter 196: Raging at Teammates
Time ticked away second by second, everyone maintained silence, whoever spoke up would be the next target.
The atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.
There were hardly anyments in the live stream, all eyes were fixated on the lethal hunt.
Dai Chunhua stared at Bi Fang, who was lying in the bushes, and at the continuously soaring live stream poprity, convinced that Bi Fang was Shark TV¡¯s enemy for life.
Ever since upper management had Wang Weifeng look for Bi Fang, for reasons unknown, he was taken away without a word, thrown into detention for over half a month, eating nothing but radishes, salty vegetables, and big steamed buns, running in the morning, working on a sewing machine at noon, and stringing bracelets at night.
Wang Weifeng¡¯s family connections were useless, not a single day less, a full twenty days locked up, only released yesterday to see his family.
Already unhappy with Wang Weifeng¡¯s previous actions, the upper management was ready to demote him to middle management, but with this, he was demoted straight to the bottom of thepany hierarchy, the very bottom where the next step down was cleaning thepany¡¯s toilets.
This whole ordeal scared Dai Chunhua from personally seeking out Bi Fang, always feeling like Bi Fang was a jinx, whoever touched him would be cursed, and it would even bring misfortune upon himself.
Would a normal live stream have all theseplications?
Lu Wentao had never even seen a bear, let alone any prehistoric creatures.
F*ck my life, heaven wants me dead, an undeserved cmity indeed.
Dai Chunhuaforted himself silently, and just as he was thinking about his next move, a young man pushed the door open and came in. Dai Chunhua¡¯s eyes lit up, and he said joyfully, ¡°How did it go, when will the live stream be banned?¡±
As a supervisor who had just been promoted by employing some tactics, he was eager to show some results, and Bi Fang, the archenemy of Shark TV, was certainly under his close watch. He dared not confront him directly, but he could sneak in a few tricks, right?
Look at this live stream, not to mention the knives, guns even came out, and he hit someone on camera. If this doesn¡¯t get banned, are we waiting for the New Year or what?
I, Dai Chunhua, will anonymously report it to the superiors!
Thinking he¡¯d receive good news, Dai Chunhua was baffled by the young man¡¯s expression: ¡°Eh, what¡¯s with that look on your face?¡±
The young man had a mournful face: ¡°Reporting it is useless¡¡±
Dai Chunhua¡¯s breath hitched: ¡°Why?¡±
The young man came over to Dai Chunhua and whispered a barrage of information. Dai Chunhua¡¯s face went through a spectrum of expressions, with his short eyebrows twisting and bouncing, and his mouth going from a 45-degree upward tilt to a 45-degree downturn in a matter of seconds.
Red Light Body Shield, how to deal with it?
Online now, quite urgent.
After exining the situation, the young man sighed as he looked at the stupefied Dai Chunhua, thinking why did he have to pick on Bi Fang? How long would this supervisorst?
Iron-d Bi Fang, transient supervisors, what on earth is going on?
Ripples spread across the water as a pair of eyes gradually surfaced, quietly observing the darkness around.
¨¦tienne heard his own heartbeat thumping fearfully. Since swimming to the center of theke, he could distinctly feel something brushing against his ankle, cold and slimy, like a lurking venomous snake.
The smallke that didn¡¯t seem too big from the sky suddenly felt vast and limitless, as if an ant had crept into the deep of night.
Before long, the sensation disappeared.
¨¦tienne let out a breath, but in the next second, his body stiffened like frozen meat in an icebox, his breathing nearly stopped.
The cold sensation returned, this time at his neck!
He covered his mouth, forcefully restraining himself from making any noise.
As the cold sensation crept further up, just when ¨¦tienne could hardly resist the urge to flee, a goose¡¯s head emerged from the water, a pair of little eyes gazing at ¨¦tienne, blinking.
¨¦tienne suddenly rxed, nearly choking on water¡ªthe thing that had touched him was just the goose¡¯s neck!
¡°Amu, you almost scared me to death!¡±
He tapped on Amu¡¯s head.
Bang!
The gunshot was deafening!
The icyke water engulfed ¨¦tienne, his limbs losing control, his feet involuntarily treading water, and it took a good while before he resurfaced, desperately suppressing the urge to cough as water spilled from his mouth and nose, even thinking for a moment that he had blown Amu¡¯s head off!
A gunshot, how could there be a gunshot, had they already encountered a poacher?
What¡¯s the situation?
Not just ¨¦tienne, Legoff was equally puzzled. He clenched the rifle in his hands and cursed under his breath, that was the sound of a shotgun!
The enemy is on the right!
Without the need for Legoff¡¯s reminder, another poacher also headed towards the direction of the gunshot.
The four of them had brought just three guns for this trip up the mountain: one shotgun, one small-caliber semi-automatic rifle, and one sniper rifle, the mostmonly used and practical types for hunting. Each one of them had one; the sniper rifle was in Legoff¡¯s own hands, while Fourth Brother, who had the shotgun, had just gone around to the right.
But he was the weakest in the four-man squad!
Luckily, there were no other sounds after the gunshot, so there should be no issue for the time being.
At this moment, the audience in the live-streaming room didn¡¯t dare to breathe, and some even covered their ears, shocked at Bi Fang¡¯s audacity to test the other side under the gun!
[Damn, that gunshot was so loud, my ears are nearly deaf!]
[That sound was f***ing loud, wasn¡¯t it? So loud?]
[Old Fang, you¡¯re too gutsy!]
Bi Fang brushed the dirt off his hands; the environment was too dark, and if the other side was careful to hide, they could not be detected at all. He could only throw a stone to test them, and this test indeed rified their position.
In the darkness, a standing silhouette was moving quickly.
After firing the shot, Fourth Brother realized he¡¯d been tricked. There were no suspicious targets in his field of vision, and the enemy had notunched an attack at the instant he fired, presumably a little trick to confirm the position.
Understanding this, Fourth Brother didn¡¯t know whether to run or to stop moving and hide in the darkness. After hesitating, he decided to move, but the time he took to think was enough for Bi Fang to lock on him!
Bi Fang drew his bow, focusing on the moving shadow, aimed slightly to the right of the center, pulled the bowstring taut, and released!
A sharp whoosh filled the air, and the arrow cut through the night.
At about ten meters distance, the arrow hit the silhouette in a fraction of a second. The man cried out in pain, the intense agony causing his eyes to roll back as he reached out towards the direction from which the arrow hade and pulled the trigger.
mes burst forth, the shotgun roared.
Each bullet would explode with countless tiny lead pellets, spewing out like a tide, leaving pits and holes in the soil and trees everywhere.
¡°Ah!¡±
A scream echoed.
Fourth Brother, enduring the pain, split his mouth wide as thick, warm blood flowed down the arrow shaft in torrents. This wasn¡¯t a smooth and sharp carbon arrow but one of Bi Fang¡¯s rough-made ones with a bone tip. Once hit, it created a hole difficult to heal, but Fourth Brother felt it was worth it.
Even though he was hit by an arrow, he had also hit the other side. His shotgun, called ¡°Deer Shot,¡± was arge caliber with eight 8.38mm diameter lead pellets in each shell. One shot was a barrage, a hit to the body meaning a fatal wound!
Without even a scream, the other side must be dead, right?
Fourth Brother couldn¡¯t help butugh, but just as he started, a burst of swearing froze his smilepletely on his face.
¡°F*** YOU, Sap, you bastard, are you trying to kill me?¡±
Chapter 200: 197: Bizarre Situation
Chapter 200: Chapter 197: Bizarre Situation
Third Brother clutched at his left hand, from which blood wouldn¡¯t stop flowing, wincing in agony. He had just rushed over to provide support when a lead bullet grazed his arm, almost piercing his bone!
¡°WHAT?¡±
Sap was wracked with excruciating pain, his mind incapable of much thought; whom had he just shot? Third Brother?
But how had the other side managed to do it?
By the time Legoff finally made it to the scene, Third Brother, enduring the pain, stood up to keep watch, while Legoff crouched down to inspect Sap¡¯s wound, only to discover it had been caused by an arrow!
¡°Damn it, is this guy Indian or what?¡±
Legoff didn¡¯t dare to pull out the arrow, fearing it might cause a secondary injury. He picked up the shotgun from Sap¡¯s hands, scanning the surroundings. Facing an unseen opponent, the shotgun, with its wider range of damage, was clearly a better choice, while the viewers¡¯ tension peaked because Bi Fang was only a dozen meters away!
Without mentioning the range, it was a distance he could reach with almost a sprint!
As he fired that one arrow, Bi Fang had never intended to follow up with a second one. Almost simultaneously with the release of the arrow, he switched from stillness to motion, a dive and roll to evade the shotgun¡¯s line of fire and Sap¡¯s line of sight, then hid motionless behind a tree.
And Sap¡¯s shot had just happened to hit Third Brother who wasing to help!
[Hit my own teammate!]
[Damn, Master Fang¡¯s mental strength is just too powerful!]
[So creepy, it¡¯s only a dozen meters, right? Not even twenty meters!]
[Damn, damn, damn, what do we do now? Isn¡¯t this a dead end if we¡¯re discovered?]
Bi Fang¡¯s expression was solemn; it wasn¡¯t that he didn¡¯t want to move, but that he couldn¡¯t move.
Tonight was overcast, and the canopy of trees added to the gloom; the forest was frighteningly dark. Taking advantage of the tree shadows and the darkness, his stillness could keep him hidden, but any movement would make him excessively conspicuous.
If the others saw him vanish, they should have been very frightened, yet except for the screaming Sap, the other two couldn¡¯t make a sound. They were like a pack of wolves poised to ambush a tiger, patiently hidden in the darkness.
This was no ordinary poaching team, but one that had undergone some training. If they were just regr poachers, they would have panicked by now, not remaining as calm as they were.
Neither side dared to use a light source; in this environment, whoever turned on a light first would be the target.
At such a close distance, Bi Fang also didn¡¯t dare to shoot an arrow; with the three of them gathered together, his position would be firmly locked the second he made a shot.
With neither side daring to move, the situation eerily settled into a deadlock.
Eventually, Legoff seemed to lose his patience, ¡°You should have figured out who we are, no problem, it¡¯s so dark that you couldn¡¯t have seen our faces. So, let¡¯s make a deal, Huaxia People, we just want the Goose. We¡¯ll let you leave unharmed, what do you say?¡±
Legoff continued to persuade, ¡°I know you might not believe me, but think about it carefully. We¡¯re just after the money, why should we be burdened with two human lives? That would be stupid. Once we get the money, we¡¯re gone. My word is my bond.¡±
The agonized Sap couldn¡¯t help shouting, ¡°Legoff, find that bastard and ughter him!¡±
¡°They all listen to me, and if I say I¡¯ll let you go, I definitely will!¡±
¡°Legoff, you always said you wouldn¡¯t let go of anyone who hurt our brothers!¡± Sap¡¯s temples were throbbing with exposed veins, showing his adamant stance.
¡°Damn it, can¡¯t you shut up for just two seconds?¡± Legoff snapped in annoyance hearing that. Was Fourth Brother out of his mind?
The audience in the live stream grew impatient.
[I think we should just give them the Goose, right? This is too dangerous; I feel like what they¡¯re saying makes sense, they¡¯re after the money, not our lives¡]
[Yeah, Master Fang, that¡¯s enough already, just hand it over if ites to it]
Some viewers were still young, not as experienced with the viciousness of society, and they started to believe much of what Legoff said upon hearing his words. But there were others who understood Legoff¡¯s true intent.
[Are you stupid upstairs? They¡¯re clearly trying to trick Master Fang into making a sound¡ªare you seriously believing this crap? Would you entrust your life to a stranger? Even betting on your life, you wouldn¡¯t dare gamble like you suggest!]
[! Wow, I didn¡¯t see thating, isn¡¯t that too cunning?]
[Holding the dagger, the intent to kill arises on its own, don¡¯t trust foreigners!]
If the viewers could understand this, Bi Fang was of course even more aware. Moreover, in their minds, his live streaming device had already been smashed; Johnny would undoubtedly wish for his death, hoping his secret would be buried with him forever.
In the darkness, aside from Sap¡¯s agonized screams, there was silence.
Damn it!
Legoff cursed under his breath upon hearing the scream, his annoyance mounting.
Without uttering a word, Bi Fang took off his robe, balled it up, and hurled it out forcefully.
This type of blinding tactic was not new, but it was highly effective, especially in dimly lit conditions. The enemy was definitely observing their surroundings, and would have only a fraction of a second to think upon seeing a dark silhouette appear.
The enemy had guns, and in such situations, 99% of people would shoot. Firing a gun in an extreme state of tension was not an action of thought but a nervous reflex.
As expected, both Legoff and Third Brother caught a glimpse of the dark shadow in their peripheral vision and immediately raised their guns to shoot. But the moment the bullets were fired, another dark figure darted out from the other side of the tree!
Damn, it¡¯s a distraction!
The instant another figure appeared, Legoff realized he had been fooled. He immediately dove forward to dodge the attack, but Third Brother reacted a beat too slow¡ªhe didn¡¯t notice Bi Fang¡¯s approach and continued to fire at the robe.
Bi Fang rolled a few times after he lunged, not having time to get up, and knelt on both legs with his body half-bent, drawing his bow to shoot!
Third Brother, who had just been shooting at the robe, couldn¡¯t react in time, and a sharp sliver of bone, transforming into a streak of ck light, pierced straight into his abdomen!
Awesome!
So freaking awesome!
Simply a master of modernbat!
Just like a special forces warrior!
The audience wanted to cry out in astonishment.
Dealing with humans waspletely different from dealing with animals. The disparity in strength that both sides could demonstrate was more evident, whether it was psychological quality or tacticalpetition. This moment showcased Bi Fang¡¯s formidable prowess entirely!
¡°Ah!¡±
Third Brother cried out in agony, falling backward, but Bi Fang didn¡¯t continue to dodge at this moment¡ªhe charged straight towards the injured Third Brother!
What is Master Fang doing!
The audience¡¯s eyes widened, utterly baffled by Bi Fang¡¯s insane action. Why wasn¡¯t he continuing to hide after gaining the upper hand? Charging at someone with a gun, wasn¡¯t that suicide?
A distance of a dozen meters, a world champion sprinter would take less than two seconds, and Bi Fang only needed three!
¡°Bang!¡±
¡°Pfft!¡±
¡°Crack!¡±
A jet of blood grazed his cheek, sttering on the dark ground, sending a chill down Sap lying on the ground.
The Hunting Knife, gleaming with a dark sheen, stabbed lightning-fast into the neck of Third Brother as he fell backward, and Bi Fang¡¯s long and powerful left arm wrapped around Third Brother¡¯s neck, pulling back swiftly!
The dropped rifle ttered to the ground, and yellow, blood-stained bullets tumbled across the dusty, muddy ground.
The shotgun-hit robe flew six or seven meters away, andnded gracefully like a descending ck hawk.
In the blink of an eye, Legoff was almost in a daze. What kind of person were they up against?
Until a loud roar!
¡°Nobody move!¡±
Legoff instinctively drew his pistol and pointed it forward.
¡°I said, don¡¯t move!!¡±
Bi Fang tightened his left hand a bit more, the tremendous force causing Third Brother¡¯s eyes to roll back as blood gushed out from the handle of the Hunting Knife, his face turning pale rapidly, and he teetered on the verge of shock.
¡°I said don¡¯t move, damn it, or this man is as good as dead!¡±
Looking at the middle-aged man pointing his gun, Bi Fang bellowed, and with one kicknded on Sap¡¯s face, Sap¡¯s neck nearly separating from his body.
Chapter 201: 198: Murder?
Chapter 201: Chapter 198: Murder?
¡°Eric!¡±
Legoff couldn¡¯t care less about any targets; his shlight beamnded ahead, revealing half of Bi Fang¡¯s face covered in blood in the dark, a frightening crimson.
Countless specks of dust danced in the light, and the breathing of several people grew increasingly heavy.
Legoff stood up, and the knife in Bi Fang¡¯s hands sank deeper, with blood gushing out.
¡°Let him go!¡±
¡°Put the gun down! Otherwise, both of them are going to die!¡± Bi Fang roared again, the dust in the beam of light vibrating slightly.
¡°You let him go first!¡±
¡°Then you put your gun down!¡±
¡°You release him first!¡±
¡°You drop the gun first!¡±
The four people made the woods feel constricted and dangerous, the countless dust particles continuously floating in the air covered the smell of sweat and stench with the scent of blood.
Sap, lying on the ground, could hear the soft cartge between his vertebrae whining, with only the hard bone desperately supporting the fragile blood vessels and the spinal cord; Bi Fang¡¯s kick had nearly broken his neck, and before Sap could figure out what happened, the situation had spiraled out of control.
What the hell, who are they fighting against?
All Huaxia¡¯s anchors are this fierce, how did the Eight-Nation Alliance ever make it in?
Sap¡¯s mind was foggy, filled with a mess of thoughts.
The viscous, warm blood flowing out around the tip of the Hunting Knife made Bi Fang¡¯s right hand extremely slippery, the blood dripping down his right elbow into the dust, forming little balls.
¡°Who exactly are you?¡±
Legoff couldn¡¯t fathom that the man Johnny had tasked him to deal with could be this troublesome. Neither in tactics nor psychological quality was he like a broadcast host well-versed in survival, he seemed more like an elite from some ace military unit.
¡°I¡¯m your grandpa!¡±
¡°My grandpa has been dead for a long time.¡± Legoff, not understanding the mockery, answered earnestly.
¡°Then I¡¯m your daddy!¡±
¡°Stop kidding around, Huaxia man, Third Brother is almost strangled by you¡ªdo you want to kill someone? You¡¯re a public figure, not someone who lives in darkness like us, do you still want to live stream?¡±
¡°Who told you to be so disrespectful to your daddy? My drone was taken down, do you think my audience won¡¯t call the police? How long do you think it¡¯ll take for the cops to get here?¡±
Bi Fang spat trash talk, his English interspersed with Chinese and French as if he¡¯d lost control of his emotions, yet his eyes never left Legoff and Sap in front of him, using his words to heighten their tension, looking for an opportunity.
Acting¡ªwho doesn¡¯t know how to do that? Only fools would believe it.
Previously unsure of how many were lying in ambush, he hadn¡¯t rashly taken the unconscious Poacher hostage, but now the situation had beenrgely ascertained.
Apart from Johnny, there were a total of four Poachers, the one with the shlight was the Boss, with the rest being good with their hands, but still far less than the Boss.
Bi Fang noticed Legoff¡¯s prestige within this team; without superior skills to others, this kind of prestige could not be established.
Bi Fang nced at Sap, who was slowly shifting his position, ¡°And you, the bearded Sun Zi, too much testosterone that your beard is so long? Grandpa is telling you to sit there and don¡¯t move.¡±
Legoff nodded at Sap, motioning him to stay still for the time being, and continued to Bi Fang, ¡°Then we¡¯ll each take a step back. You let go of Third Brother, I¡¯ll let you go, and I won¡¯t want Goose either.¡±
Bi Fang sneered, ¡°What a joke, do you think I would believe that? Leaving your daddy¡¯s body out in the wilderness to be eaten by wild wolves? What a filial son.¡±
¡°Nothing works, what exactly do you want?¡±
Legoff slowly moved his feet while Bi Fang also shifted sideways; the two were like rocks in a stream, standing steadfast against the rushing water.
¡°You throw away your gun, I¡¯ll take this guy and leave, I¡¯ll let him go when it¡¯s safe.¡±
¡°You¡¯re kidding.¡±
¡°When the cops arrive, you all are going to die anyway!¡±
¡°You¡¯d be the first to die!¡±
¡°Then we die together!¡±
¡°Who¡¯s afraid of who!¡±
¡°Come on!¡±
¡°Come on!!¡±
¡°Come on!!¡±
The foreheads of the two men bulged with veins, their roars ovepping each other, each louder than thest, stirring up the dust that should have settled.
Legoff¡¯s gun was aimed, ready to turn Bi Fang into a sieve at any moment. Bi Fang¡¯s arm, like a python, kept constricting, his right hand likely to pull out the Hunting Knife at any time.
Sap, who had fallen to the ground, stared fixedly, hisplexion growing worse by the moment.
Eric¡¯s face was pale, his body temperature continually slipping away, and severeck of oxygen almost made him faint.
Even the audience felt suffocated by the scene, unable to breathe; it was a true life-and-death situation where no one could overpower the other. Everyone wanted to survive, yet each wished for the other¡¯s death.
The earth turned soft and mushy, soaked with blood, stamped with one bloody footprint after another.
¡°We can¡¯t just stand off like this forever, it won¡¯t be good when the police arrive.¡±
Bi Fang sneered, ¡°It¡¯s you who won¡¯t see anything good.¡±
Legoffughed as well, ¡°If we¡¯re to die, shall we take you with us?¡±
¡°How do you know you can take me?¡±
¡°Stop wasting time. Today is our fault, and I already regret it. Eighteen geese, worth less than twenty thousand in total, not even enough to cover the medical bills. So, I¡¯ll count to three, and we¡¯ll both go. I throw my gun, you release the hostage, how about it?¡±
¡°Fine!¡±
¡°One!¡±
Legoff¡¯s handgun pointed downward.
¡°Two!¡±
Bi Fang¡¯s arm slightly rxed.
¡°Three!¡±
Nobody moved.
All the viewers were dumbfounded, and then broke out in a cold sweat. The gamble between life and death was so intense they could smell the blood through their screens, sending a chill to their brains.
¡°Are you kidding?¡± Legoff lifted his arm, the gun still aimed, but now his little finger hooked around the shlight, quietly gathering strength.
¡°Same goes for you; how could a son fool his father.¡± Bi Fang continued to taunt. Once the other party was angered, his goal was reached; a calm opponent was the most frightening, but unfortunately, the other party didn¡¯t take the bait.
¡°No more bluffing; we¡¯re serious this time,¡± Legoff proposed again.
¡°So you admit that thest time was a bluff?¡± Bi Fang twirled the tip of the knife, drawing more blood. Third Brother screamed in pain. Bi Fang had avoided the artery but could sever it at any moment. The most terrifying thing was having life and death hinging on a mere thought!
¡°It¡¯s because you didn¡¯t release the hostage,¡± Legoff said without shame.
¡°Bullshit,¡± Bi Fang cursed in Chinese, but the meaning was clear to all.
¡°We¡¯re serious this time.¡±
¡°And you expect me to believe that? What¡¯s your guarantee?¡±
¡°If you keep talking like that, this will never end.¡±
¡°Then this time, I¡¯ll do the counting!¡±
¡°Fine.¡±
This time, Legoff agreed without hesitation; he didn¡¯t want to drag out the time any longer as it would be disadvantageous to both parties.
¡°One!¡±
Bi Fang¡¯s toes touched the ground, tendons tensing, moving slightly forward, his muscles rippling and tightening like water waves.
¡°Two!¡±
Sap nced between Legoff and Bi Fang, uncertain what he was thinking.
Legoff¡¯s arm muscles rxed, ready for any reaction.
¡°Three!¡±
Bi Fang bellowed, his body surged with unending strength and, the moment he unleashed his power, there was no opportunity for thought or alteration.
In an instant, a beam of light swept over; it was Legoff¡ªhe threw the shlight, momentarily dazzling Bi Fang!
The audience gasped for air in tension, knowing they would go blind in an instant, but Bi Fang was prepared; he never looked towards Legoff and dropped down instead!
As the shlight was thrown, Legoff propelled himself off the ground, leaves and debris flying, his calloused hand rapidly reaching for the yet-to-touch the ground gun, catching it before itnded.
Swiftly, Legoff rolled, squatted to grab the gun, and aimed!
But a familiar figure blocked his view¡ªit was Eric!
Legoff¡¯s shot was obstructed by Eric, more blood spraying; he clearly saw Third Brother¡¯s eyes fade into grayness, the blood quickly spreading from his neck, soaking into his clothes and turning into a vague ck.
The enemy had slit open his carotid artery.
¡°NO!¡±
Legoff cried out in fury, pulling the trigger at the silhouette behind Sap!
Chapter 202: 199 Knife Strike After Knife Strike
Chapter 202: Chapter 199 Knife Strike After Knife Strike
Almost at the moment Legoff aimed, Bi Fang immediately squatted down, using Third Brother¡¯s body as cover, and charged straight at him!
Legoff saw Third Brother¡¯s body curl up like a shrimp as it approached, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets with everything happening so swiftly that he barely had time for further thought, and fired at the shadow behind Eric!
Sap instinctively used his hands to cover his head, preventing blood from sttering onto his face.
Gunfire erupted, illuminating the dark forest.
Bullets flying out from the fiery gun barrel pierced holes in the trees!
Only one bullet drew blood; Bi Fang¡¯s left arm went numb instantly, as the bullet grazed his upper arm, spraying blood, the searing pain hitting him right after the numbness.
Bi Fang gritted his teeth, not slowing his pace at all, and tackled Legoff across a body!
The tremendous impact made the crouching Legoffpletely lose his bnce and fall backward, but he clung desperately to his handgun.
As Legoff fell to the ground and continued to pull the trigger, a dark glint stabbed into his wrist, and pained, he dropped the handgun.
Seeing this, Legoff tried to retrieve it but was kicked away mid-air by Bi Fang, who then kicked him squarely in the face.
Crack!
The sound of a bone breaking was clear to hear!
Damn it!
Legoff, who had been kicked in the head, had his nose bridge directly broken, his yellow, bloodshot eyes instantly turning blood red, his nose quick to swell and bleed, as a strong dizziness overwhelmed his brain, causing him to retch.
The hot, metallic smell rose; blood gushed eagerly from his nostrils, looking particrly horrifying!
However, Legoff had no time to tend to his wounds, as facing the de-wielding Bi Fang and having lost both guns, he rolled away, drew the broad-ded Hunting Knife from the side of his thigh, and shed at Bi Fang¡¯s abdomen!
If this knife struck, it would gut him open!
But in a fight for life or death, no one is just a target to be hit passively; Bi Fang stood his ground, didn¡¯t step away, and swept his arm in an arc that paused mid-air.
Legoff¡¯s violently bloody knife strike was imminent when suddenly, Bi Fang¡¯s knife also disappeared, only relying on a flick of his wrist, and the Harpoon made a sharp jab with not much force at the tip of Legoff¡¯s knife.
This was a technique surpassing speed and strength, the knife acting as a lever, with the force at the tip transferring to the wielder¡¯s wrist, and Bi Fang chose the instant before Legoff truly exerted his strength.
That was when he was at his weakest, and Bi Fang made the cut!
Sap, standing not far off, couldn¡¯t make out these details, only seeing Legoff rush at Bi Fang, who stood firm, simply sidestepping, making Legoff stagger slightly as if he had hit a wall, then stumbling backwards several steps.
The counterattack was instantly dissolved by Bi Fang, and Legoff¡¯s momentum drained away like a flood; in a daze, Legoff even thought himself like a child ying with knives before an adult.
Merely a light flick was all it took to neutralize his attack.
Bi Fang rotated his wrist, trying to shake off the tremendous force he had just felt; although he only touched Legoff¡¯s broad de for an instant, the force was real. Legoff might becking in technique, but he was extremely strong; this white man was built like a bull calf.
The two paused for a moment, then shed again.
The shlight fallen on the ground cast beams cutting through the forest, with shadows and shes of knife intertwined within.
Both wielded their knives with their dominant hands, showing they could kill and defend, proving neither of them was weak.
Legoff stepped forward, relying on his height and size to attempt a straight-on collision, his right hand twirling the knife, stabbing downward, aiming for his opponent¡¯s temple.
Bi Fang raised his Hunting Knife to block, his body sinking and pushing in rhythm with his prolonged breath, dissolving Legoff¡¯s force in the blink of an eye. With another flick, the de sliced directly towards Legoff¡¯s wrist. Legoff, not dodging or flinching, blocked downwards with his broad de, diverting the Harpoon with immense strength and, like a wild ox, closed in, the edge of his de aiming for the fingers of Bi Fang¡¯s knife-holding hand!
¡°Ah!!¡±
Legoff bellowed in anger.
Bi Fang¡¯s heart skipped a beat, with no time to retreat, he made a split-second decision to release the Harpoon, leaned backward, pivoting on his left foot, and spun his right leg, kicking once more towards Legoff¡¯s head.
Not good!
The audience, seeing Bi Fang forced to abandon his knife in just a few exchanges, were so startled that they nearly swiped out of the live stream.
Legoff¡¯s heart swelled with joy as he arched back to dodge the kick aimed at him, ready to close the distance for an attack the moment it passed, determined not to give Bi Fang any chance to catch his breath. But as he dodged Bi Fang¡¯s right foot, a sh of a de¡¯s edge unexpectedly aimed for his throat!
What!
Again?
Almost instinctively, Legoff relied on his extraordinary waist strength to arch back, barely avoiding a slit throat, but still, a long gash opened up across his entire chest.
Only the onlooking audience could see clearly that, as Bi Fang let go of the Harpoon and spun with a kick, his left hand steadily caught the falling Harpoon. As his right leg created a distraction, the Harpoon drew a circr arc from below upwards, aiming for Legoff¡¯s neck.
The Harpoon rose like a dragon ascending to the heavens, its ice-cold tip harshly slicing towards Legoff¡¯s chest!
The cloth tore.
The charge jacket ripped open as the de sliced through, leaving a deep cut across Legoff¡¯s chest, the skin peeling apart to reveal crimson muscle tissue, with a copious amount of blood pooling into a red hollow at the wound.
It wasn¡¯t over yet!
Uponnding a sessful strike and while Legoff was still down, Bi Fang switched his thrust to downward, pressing his arm against the de, and mming it vehemently into Legoff¡¯s left shoulder.
In urgent desperation, Legoff hurriedly held up his knife to block!
The metallic sh roared through the woods, leaving many in the audience with a sour taste in their mouths.
Seeing blood, Bi Fang¡¯s ferocity was unleashed, fighting with all his might to drive the knife down. Every bit of force he used caused Legoff to buckle slightly, just like a tiger firmly clenching the throat of its prey, never to relinquish its grip once it had taken hold!
Fuck!
Legoff¡¯s eyes began to blur, his broken nose continually bleeding. From the start, he had been at a disadvantage; the blood clogged his airway, disrupting his breathing rhythm and making it impossible for him to exert his full strength with each effort.
Moreover, the opponent¡¯s strength was strangely elusive, as if no matter how much force he used, it could be easily negated. His own de felt like it struck cotton when he swung, but when the same techniques were used against him, he felt like a piece of pork about to be chopped into mincemeat.
¡°Ah!!!!¡±
The intense pain in his chest made Legoff release a heart-wrenching roar, more blood spewing from his mouth and nose. In this life-or-death moment, Legoff¡¯s potential erupted, his strength burning fiercely, stubbornly holding up against Bi Fang¡¯s Harpoon.
Bothbatants¡¯ des faced off, one vertical, one horizontal, locking together at a cross.
Seconds ticked by, the onlookers were frantic with worry, yet the two fighters remained in a deadlock.
Bi Fang¡¯s face turned red, feeling his strength gradually failing, and the blood loss from his left arm left him unable to exert force. But he couldn¡¯t let go, for doing so would change the tide from offensive to defensive; he had to quickly think of a way to break the stalemate!
Bi Fang¡¯s muscles flowed like water, his right knee shot up, crashing viciously into the enemy¡¯s ribs!
Chapter 203: 200: The One Who Should Be Careful Is You!
Chapter 203: Chapter 200: The One Who Should Be Careful Is You!
Legoff felt like he had been hit in the side chest by a siege log, his whole ribcage making a sound on the verge of shattering, the impact force halting his heartbeat in an instant.
Blood surged once more; Legoff choked on the blood spraying from his nose, and with that choke, his strength ebbed, Bi Fang¡¯s harpoon descending another inch!
¡°Die!¡± Bi Fang¡¯s eyes were about to split with rage!
¡°Cough!¡±
A mouthful of bloody phlegm was spat out by Legoff, sttering on Bi Fang¡¯s face. Bi Fang instinctively closed his eyes, then a sharp pain in the ribs came as Legoff responded with a knee strike of his own!
The two were relentless in leveraging their gains, following up with knee strikes wildly, shing bones, one after another, jackhammering each other¡¯s intercostal spaces!
Crack!
Legoff¡¯s rib in his waist suddenly broke, and with that excruciating pain, his strength drained rapidly. As the de was about to stab into his neck, his eyes turned bloodshot as he suddenly reached out to grab Bi Fang¡¯s wounded left arm, fingers digging into the flesh, pinching hard!
¡°Ah!¡±
Bi Fang screamed in agony, the audience closing their eyes in unison, unable to imagine the pain of fingers probing and squeezing a wound.
Legoff unleashed all his physical energy, twisted and pushed the de diagonally, sparks flying in the sh of des, as he dodged the harpoon!
The de missed its mark, the harpoon embedding into the muddy ground, Legoff took the opportunity to roll and draw his de, his arm tracing an arc, plunging the knife towards Bi Fang who was prone on the ground due to inertia!
But Bi Fang was not Legoff, his long-term yoga training and calisthenics had made him more agile than the physicallyrger Legoff, and even stronger core strength, a carp flip got him rolling into position, his feet kicking fiercely into Legoff¡¯s lower abdomen.
Legoff, with his broken ribs, feared the kick would drive the broken bones into his organs, he forcibly twisted his weight and stepped back, but with his heel hitting the ground to gain leverage, heshed out with the knife again!
Finally, Bi Fang managed to pull out his harpoon, used it to block, his de¡¯s back bracing against Legoff¡¯s!
Metal vibrated once more.
Legoff pressed down hard.
In an instant, roles reversed!
The tide of battle surged again, the continuous excitement nearly knocking the audience out.
But Bi Fang was not Legoff, using the back teeth of the harpoon to trap the de, he twisted his wrist and snapped Legoff¡¯s de off before sweeping it aside.
Both exposed, Bi Fang and Legoff locked eyes and with ferocity, headbutted each other hard!
The head-on strike to the head concussed both men, intensifying the pain and dizziness, their visions blurring, clinging to their fighting spirit as they grappled together, like drunken men desperately clutching at each other¡¯s throats.
At that moment, the fight had almost be instinctive, all notions of Youlong Bagua or stabbing techniquespletely forgotten.
In this state, all tacticspletely lost their meaning, as they clung together rolling, striking each other¡¯s faces with all their might, elbowing throats, kneeing lower bellies.
This was the most primitive of struggles, no different from the tearing and biting of wild beasts, with nobody minding using even their teeth.
Legoff was a retired special forces soldier from the Qiaobote Assault Team, and Bi Fang likewise possessed powerful skills rewarded by the System, both elite among elites. Yet now, not even a neat hook could be thrown, relying only on ferocity and tolerance for pain.
Legoff¡¯s elbow strike split open the corner of Bi Fang¡¯s eye, Bi Fang¡¯s fingernails nearly tore open Legoff¡¯s skin, kicking furiously at Legoff¡¯s ribs over and over.
Rage ignited all the fighting spirit in their blood; they had no weapons in their hands, but their vehemence was even more ferocious than when they did.
The two strangled each other, waves of suffocation hitting them, but Legoff overestimated himself and underestimated Bi Fang¡¯s endurance. Already choking on his own blood, he began to falter!
As time dragged on, Legoff¡¯s consciousness grew more and more blurry.
This guy, this guy¡ how is he so formidable¡
His vision started to hallucinate, scenes in his head flickering like a carousel¡ªthe joy of hunting sess, the satisfaction with money in hand, the soft body of a woman¡
Am I going to¡ die?
Blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, Legoff went numb for a moment, then his consciousness began to drift, everything in front of him turned blood red, his gaze dropping from the red mud to the ck sky, the world trembling several times.
Seizing the opportunity, Bi Fang pounced on Legoff¡¯s back, his arm tightly securing Legoff¡¯s throat, but this time he used both hands and feet to lock his body in ce.
Yet another Naked Choke!
The technique to subdue the opponent using one¡¯s entire body as shackles!
The audience, recognizing this familiar scene, gasped, as if this bloody battle was about toe to its end with the same move as the one initially used against the poacher!
Die!
Bi Fang gritted his teeth and roared!
Legoff¡¯s legs iled weakly, but his consciousness grew blurrier and blurrier; the carousel of images in his head stopped spinning, and he felt himself plummeting into the depths of despairing hell.
[Be careful!]
[Damn it, Master Fang watch out for the sneak attack!]
[Master Fang, be careful! There¡¯s another poacher!]
The previously calm live stream chat erupted like a volcano, with many female viewers screaming in fright.
Another Sap, there was another Sap!
The battle, whichsted only a few minutes, made everyone forget about the injured Sap lying nearby; he was hurt but not yet devoid of the ability to move!
Sap nervously looked at Legoff, who was now only showing the whites of his eyes, and with all his might, he crawled towards the distance. Three meters away, there it was¡ªthe rifle that had fallen to the ground!
But at the moment, Bi Fang surely couldn¡¯t spare any effort to read the barrage of messages; he was using all his strength to deal with Legoff!
Blood mixed with mud, tracing a crimson path.
Just a few meters! If he could just get to the rifle, victory would still be theirs!
Hurry, hurry!
Sap struggled to crawl, the shaft of the arrow dragging and tearing arger wound in his belly, blood spurting out more profusely, causing Sap to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!
Having ventured out together without ever failing, how could it havee to this? He was just a streamer, only a streamer.
Tears and snot poured from Sap¡¯s face, the wound in his belly growing everrger, his hand getting closer to the rifle.
Three meters.
Two meters.
One meter.
Almost there, almost, Legoff, just hold on a little longer.
A smile spread across Sap¡¯s face, but in the next second, a gunshot thundered, and the bullet mercilessly hit the rifle, sending it flying three meters away, crashing hard to the ground. Sap froze, despair enveloping him entirely as he stared nkly at the beam of light from the shlight.
Within the beam, a figure gradually approached, bing clearer.
Bi Fang staggered through the light and shadows, barely managing to stay upright as he walked up to Sap, almost copsing, but his determination kept him standing. He gripped the gun in his hand; it was the very pistol he had kicked away earlier.
Bi Fang wanted to smile, but he no longer had the energy even for that.
His mouth opened silently, and blood seeped through his teeth, spitting a mouthful of bloody spittle directly onto the stunned face of Sap.
¡°You should have been more careful.¡±
A hard object pressed against Bi Fang¡¯s back, an icy chill piercing straight to his heart. It wasn¡¯t just the four of them in this forest; someone had breached their battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to ambush him.
Bi Fang¡¯s vision nearly cked out; he had overlooked someone insignificant yet crucial¡ªJohnny.
With all his strength depleted, Bi Fang was no longer able to resist. The joy of an expected victory washed away, and in that moment, he found an odd sense of calm.
Johnny, trembling, held the rifle. He was very scared, but the smile on his face couldn¡¯t hide the pride within.
In the end, he was the victor, though it was a pity that Legoff¡¯s poaching team was done for. He had no intention of bringing them back for treatment; it was better to leave them to die here.
It was, after all, his first time killing someone. There was fear, but more overwhelming was the thrill.
Johnny intended to finish off Bi Fang immediately, but his pride made him blurt out all the misdeeds he had been involved in over the years.
¡°I never conducted blood testing on your Geese, but what could you do about it? Elvan was too dumb, in reality, all you needed was to pay a small price for a passing report. Too bad now I¡¯ll have to look for new partners.¡±
Johnny shook his head in disappointment, but his expression froze the next second.
The same touch, the same chill. Johnny¡¯s body couldn¡¯t stop shaking as he raised his hands in a tremble.
¨¦tienne, holding a shotgun, stood behind Johnny.
¡°The one who should have been careful is you, baldy.¡±
Chapter 204: 201: The Path Clears as the Willow Darkens and the Flowers Brighten
Chapter 204: Chapter 201: The Path Clears as the Willow Darkens and the Flowers Brighten
Bi Fang opened his eyes; no longer was he met with the ck sky, but a dim grey ceiling that should have been white, with only a dim wallmp lighting the room.
His head hurt, his legs ached, and when he reached up to touch his head, he found it bandaged, his mouth ufortably dry. It was then that he heard several familiar voices shouting.
¡°He¡¯s awake!¡±
¡°He¡¯s woken up!¡±
¡°Doctor! Bi Fang is awake!¡±
A crowd of people, seeing Bi Fang open his eyes, shouted excitedly. Elvan even came forward and grasped Bi Fang¡¯s hand tightly.
¡°Elvan, Lenin, Wang¡CEO Wang?¡±
Bi Fang turned his neck, stiff as if rusted, towards the sources of the voices, eyeing the plump figure by his bed with skepticism. How could Wang Yongbo be here?
It seemed that every time he got injured and woke up in the hospital, Wang Yongbo would be there to greet him¡ªutterly unexpected. Even if Yao Jun were here, it wouldn¡¯t be this surprising.
¡°Of course, I came to see you,¡± Wang Yongbo said with a smile, before pausing, ¡°Should I turn on the lights?¡±
¡°Go ahead.¡±
Bi Fang closed his eyes as the room brightened before slowly opening them again. And there he was, indeed Wang Yongbo.
How odd!
I had my visa prepared in advance, but what about you?
But now wasn¡¯t the time to worry about why Wang Yongbo was here. Bi Fang hurriedly asked, ¡°Where¡¯s ¨¦tienne?¡±
From the battle the day before, Bi Fang could only vaguely remember ¨¦tienne subduing Johnny before he soon heard the sound of police sirens. After spotting a helicopter, consciousness eluded him.
¡°I¡¯m here!¡±
¨¦tienne raised his hand high, pushing his way through the crowd.
Relieved to see ¨¦tienne unharmed, Bi Fang couldn¡¯t help but ask curiously, ¡°Can you shoot? You dared to wield a gun at that time.¡±
¨¦tienne chuckled with a smug expression, ¡°I was in the boy scouts, not only did I learn shooting, but I also learned hunting! I once took down a wild chicken on my own with a hunting rifle!¡±
Bi Fang fought the urge to pat ¨¦tienne on the head, sitting up in bed and looking towards Elvan, ¡°What about the geese?¡±
¡°They¡¯re all at Lenin¡¯s ce now, safe,¡± Elvan nced at Lenin, then back at Bi Fang. He started to speak, then hesitated, but in the end, decided to tell the truth, ¡°Bi Fang, I must tell you something, we have to¡we have to stop here¡¡±
Elvan bowed his head: ¡°We need to call it quits at this point¡¡±
¡°What?¡± Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne were both stunned.
¨¦tienne quickly asked, ¡°Then where will they go?¡±
¡°They¡¯re not going anywhere.¡±
Bi Fang touched his forehead, not quite understanding, ¡°Didn¡¯t the blood tests end? They¡¯re healthy, right?¡±
¡°Yes, but we¡¯ve entered France¡¡± Elvan felt helpless; France wouldn¡¯t approve his n. If they had just flown directly into the wild, there wouldn¡¯t have been any problem, but now¡
Bi Fang had been forced into hospital treatment.
This is France, thest stop, and the most difficult one.
¡°We need to help them by clipping their wings. If not, they will be caged for life. I¡¯m sorry, I shouldn¡¯t have let you do something so dangerous, I didn¡¯t¡I didn¡¯t expect things to turn out like this, I¡¯m sorry.¡±
Elvan stood up and bowed deeply to Bi Fang, offering a sincere apology.
¡°This is your solution? Choose to stop here?¡± Bi Fang¡¯s expression immediately turned serious, and he picked up a cushion to sit higher. ¡°What did you say when you first came to me? I¡¯ve put in so much, and now you¡¯re telling me to stop?¡±
Elvan remained silent, knowing he had already done enough foolish things.
He had almost killed his own son and Bi Fang!
What good was a feasible n if foolish acts should end? Everyone should return to their own life paths. He shouldn¡¯t have bothered Bi Fang from the start, nor should he have troubled everyone else.
The atmosphere gradually grew heavy.
Wang Yongbo, who didn¡¯t understand French, still sensed that something was off and quickly tried to smooth things over: ¡°What¡¯s going on with you two? Bi Fang, I have good news for you. That video from yesterday¡¡±
But Bi Fang waved his hand, cutting off Wang Yongbo¡¯s words. The migration being halted meant there was no good news for him now.
What had he put in so much effort for?
Elvan¡¯s invitation?
What a joke, my rtionship is with Gu Qingyuan, not Elvan!
Bi Fang had never agreed because of any rtionship between Elvan and Gu Qingyuan; it was the n that had moved Bi Fang!
He too wanted to save the geese, to make an effort like in his previous life, which is why he repeatedly tolerated things, flying with ¨¦tienne even when he knew he shouldn¡¯t, willingly taking risks even when he knew it was dangerous. And now they were telling him he couldn¡¯t fly again?
If his left hand were able to move, Bi Fang would truly want to strangle Elvan, that gue-bringer!
Feeling the need to change the subject, Wang Yongbo remarked, ¡°Alright, alright, let¡¯s not mention it. Let¡¯s watch the news instead. Yes, the news! You¡¯ve been all over TVtely! You¡¯re a hero, Bi Fang, and the whole world knows about you!¡±
Wang Yongbo picked up the remote from the cab head and turned on the TV.
¡°Last night, a turning point urred in the highly-publicized goose migration incident. To everyone¡¯s surprise, a group of poachers appeared, attempting to hunt the White-fronted Goose. What¡¯s especially chilling is that this group of poachers was deliberately brought in by the director of the Schengen Area park, who is then involved in a series of dark trade secrets.¡±
¡°And the reason why the blood test results for the geese were not qualified also has inextricable ties to the director, Johnny. In fact, these adorable geese have no problems at all; they arepletely safe and healthy. Over the years, Johnny has been exploiting loopholes in the rules for his own massive profits, readily handing over these animals to poachers if he didn¡¯t get what he wanted, and then both parties would split the sale profits.¡±
¡°This poaching team is extremely dangerous. Investigations reveal that the leader of this group was once an elite member of the Qiaobote Assault Team, and the other three are all veterans¡ªhighly dangerous men. They¡¯re not just a threat to animals; the police even suspect that they might have killed more than three rangers!¡±
¡°Fortunately, with Bi Fang from Huaxia thwarting the poachers and Johnny¡¯s plot, their schemes did not seed; instead, they paid a bloody price. In a two-against-five situation, the Huaxia broadcaster defeated the entire poaching team by himself, one against four¡ wait, one against four?¡±
The host picked up the script and checked it before joking in feigned surprise: ¡°Well, if our staff didn¡¯t mess up the script, it was indeed one against four. In this encounter, four were severely injured¡ªone lightly¡ªand all were captured alive, while Bi Fang only sustained minor injuries, which can only be called a miracle. This forces me to believe in the fact that every Huaxia person knows martial arts, and that even our most formidable special forces are no match for them.¡±
The background music came in subtly as the host smoothly transitioned back to the topic, turning the screen aside.
Elvan was stunned because there on the TV was Legoff, the one who had initially opposed his n!
¡°We now wee to the studio Mr. Legoff, director of the Natural History Museum. Director, thank you for epting our invitation. Do you think this was a beautiful adventure?¡±
¡°Actually, this is more like¡ like a kind of animal training, rather than a real scientific experiment,¡± Legoff paused. ¡°Geese that see humans as their parents, how could they possibly know their way back into the wild? Hence, they cannot return to the Arctic to build their nests.¡±
¡°It¡¯s undoubtedly a beautiful adventure but, scientifically speaking, it is not the migration route shift imed by Mr. Elvan. The issue is not that simple. From my personal viewpoint, if they can¡¯t return, then it¡¯s useless¡¡±
The atmosphere in the hospital room grew even quieter.
¡°But!¡± Legoff suddenly changed his tone on the TV, ¡°Although I personally do not agree with this migration, the World Animal Protection Organization considers it a bold and innovative endeavor, and has requested that we fully cooperate and assist.¡±
¡°Now that I think about it, perhaps they are right. Any first attempt is filled with uncertainties, and if we simply refuse to try because we disagree, then the future of a species might truly end because of my personal decision.
¡°At first, I perhaps should not have stopped Elvan. Here, I apologize to him, and if the migration continues, I will offer all the help I can provide.¡±
Chapter 205: 202 Glorious All the Way
Chapter 205: Chapter 202 Glorious All the Way
¡°Peter, hurry up!¡±
¡°Okay,ing!¡±
In the room, Peter was rapidly packing his clothes, stuffing his coat haphazardly into his backpack and running downstairs with his suitcase on his back.
¡°Be careful!¡± his aunt scolded as Peter slid down the banister.
As he slid down the stair rail, Peter yelled past his aunt, who wore a helpless expression, ¡°It won¡¯t happen again next time!¡±
Stepping out of the house, Ben shook his head with a smile, ¡°He¡¯s too excited,¡±
His auntined, ¡°It¡¯s all because of you, we¡¯ve only got two days for the weekend, and you agreed to Peter¡¯s request to watch the goose migration. Plus, Christmas is just a few days away, and I still have so much to prepare.¡±
¡°We can¡¯t help it, the opportunity is so rare, and we haven¡¯t gone on a trip in such a long time. Plus, with Peter insisting so strongly, going once is no big deal.¡±
Uncle Ben scratched his head, how could he admit at this moment that he himself wanted to go? Poor Peter had to take all the me. That¡¯s right, he¡¯s the main culprit!
But May still worried about the money, wouldn¡¯t it be better to save that money for a Christmas tree? Seeing May unhappy, Ben continued to persuade her, he wanted the family to have a good trip, so not to worry about these trivial matters.
¡°This is about protecting geese, you know, a worldwide first! Christmas can happen many times, but migration happens only once. We are witnesses to history. Just think, in the future, not only will these birds not go extinct, but they will also increase in numbers! When they fly over your head, you will remember that you also participated in their salvation. It¡¯s very meaningful, I¡¯ve already bought the tickets.¡±
His aunt imagined it for a moment and finally sighed. There was nothing she could do about the uncle-nephew duo as she dragged the suitcase and opened the car door.
¡°Alright, just this once, transoceanic ne tickets are really expensive.¡±
¡
¡°Ready, Fitz?¡±
¡°All set!¡±
Fitz, with his backpack on, ran toward Matthew.
¡°I never thought I¡¯d be back to my original job as a photographer, and to personally take photos. This camera is way too heavy.¡±
Matthewughed, ¡°Think of it as a vacation. Christmas ising, and this is a double holiday!¡±
¡°You¡¯re right, it¡¯s a paid vacation! And we get to witness history on the way!¡±
¡°Hahaha! That¡¯s right, we¡¯re off to witness history!¡±
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¡°How much longer till we get there?¡±
¡°The news said tomorrow.¡±
¡°I thought it was the day after tomorrow?¡±
¡°Maybe because you watched the news yesterday?¡±
¡°Oh, could that be it? Makes sense!¡±
¡
¡°Our reporter has already arrived at the Camargue Wends. ording to reports, the geese may arrive today or tomorrow, and this is thergestke in the Camargue Wends, which will also be the most likelynding spot for the geese.¡±
The riverside crowd bustled about, with tents everywhere. Many people even arrived here three or four days earlier, countless photography enthusiasts setting up their ¡°big guns and small cannons¡± to capture the first moments of the geesending.
The wend manager looked at theke shore crowded with at least a thousand people and smiled; revenue from ticket sales alone over these two days exceeded holiday earnings!
Everyone was focused on this geese migration, from the government and the public to enthusiasts around the world, with over a million people following the livestream.
MeTube and Wolf Fang¡¯s coborative channel started a trial run with Bi Fang¡¯s consent, allowing audiences around the world to watch on their respective tforms and join the same livestream to watch Bi Fang¡¯s broadcast, with thebined viewership already surpassing a million!
Evennguage lessons started in the livestream room, with domestic and international yers enjoying themselves immensely, everyone spontaneously cheering for Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne.
¡°Look, Bi Fang!¡±
On the brand-new airne, ¨¦tienne pointed at the mosaic of colors on the ground.
Bi Fang removed his wind goggles to look down, seeing dark text pressed into the greenwn: Master Fang, ¨¦tienne rocks! The word ¡°Master Fang¡± was in Chinese, ¡°¨¦tienne¡± was in French, and the rest was in English. On the green ground, the text was square and upright.
On the edge of the text, people got out of their cars and waved toward Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne in the ne.
The audience in the livestream all showed shocked expressions.
[Damn, people have made it here already?]
[How did they find out Old Fang¡¯s route? Who leaked the info? Come clean!]
[Isn¡¯t it easy to guess? Knowing the hospital where Old Fang stayed and then the Camargue Wends, just look at the map and see which ces are far from the cities, the shorter the distance, the easier it is to guess the route.]
[Is there any other streamer in the world as badass as Master Fang? He¡¯s the ultimate cultural export! Who says our Asian people aren¡¯t capable? Look at Master Fang! He can take on ten at a time!]
[That¡¯s right, the first time I entered the livestream, I thought his name was so uncool, and Master Fang was hardly known, I was about to leave, but luckily Old Fang let out a howl at that time, and I ended up staying ever since.]
[Aged fan here! So envious! I found out about Master Fang during his second livestream, I was wondering then who the new streamer was, just arrived at Wolf Fang and straight to the front page rmendation, so badass, and it turned out to be genuinely explosive! Blew me away!]
[Actually, there are two versions of the videos on Bilibili, aplete version and an edited version, you can watch both, no worries if you missed it¡]
[What do you know? Participation is important, and anyway, the full version doesn¡¯t have bulletments, it just doesn¡¯t have the same feel!]
[My god, I¡¯m so jealous, I¡¯m in Ugly Country, I just found out about it this livestream, what a pity.]
The audience engaged in a heated discussion, and more and more people started to talk about their experiences of getting to know Bi Fang, even internationalizens joined in.
Nobody expected that in less than half a year and after just four livestreams, Bi Fang hadpletely stirred up a wilderness survival craze, turning the attention of the whole world towards him.
It was a miracle, an irreplicable miracle!
There was always a kind of magic in Bi Fang¡¯s livestreams, a corepetitive power that no one else could learn, no matter how hard they tried to emte.
Even if Bi Fang revealed all his wilderness survival knowledge to others, hoping to teach them with the same patience as he would his own child, they would never learn it.
That was the magic represented by the name Master Fang; when people heard it, the only thing that came to mind was the word ¡°legend.¡±
This was a truly living contemporary legend.
¡°Hello everyone!¡±
¨¦tienne waved and shouted to the people nearby, and the crowd below waved back, with children running after the ne carrying colorful banners.
More and more people were paying attention to Bi Fang, and their movements could no longer be concealed.
¡°How does it feel?¡±
¨¦tienneughed, ¡°Great! Woo-hoo!¡±
This feeling of being the center of attention and anticipation was just too awesome!
Underneath the ne, Elvan¡¯s car followed, also waving to the passers-by on both sides.
Today was the penultimate day; they nned to arrive at the Camargue Wends by tomorrow morning.
Bi Fang had ended up resting in the hospital for only two days, because he couldn¡¯t dy any longer, with very little time left. On the third day, he set off with ¨¦tienne once more, dragging his injured body to cross the whole of France in five days, in order toplete the mission within the deadline.
At night, the group found a secluded corner tond.
¡°Be careful.¡±
¨¦tienne tied the ne to a tree, then cautioned Bi Fang.
Bi Fang smiled and jumped down from the float: ¡°My injuries aren¡¯t that severe.¡±
¡°Time to eat.¡±
Inside the RV, Elvan came out with bread. That was their dinner.
Perhaps because thest difficulty of the trip had been ovee, the System did not issue any notices but instead reminded Bi Fang that his main mission was alreadyplete.
Tomorrow would be thest day. Bi Fang looked up at the starry sky, a view he had seen countless times over the month, yet it never felt monotonous.
Bi Fang remembered Kant saying there were three kinds of happiness: one was from direct benefits to you, offering you advantages, a material or physiological joy.
The second type was the happiness you feel when you do the right thing, a moral pleasure.
Thest kind is neither beneficial to you nor rted to morality; it¡¯s when you feelfortable and indescribably joyful in your soul upon hearing the wind rustle the falling leaves in the middle of the night.
In this moment, as he looked at the stars, happiness felt so simple.
Chapter 206: 203 Wilderness Adventurer
Chapter 206: Chapter 203 Wilderness Adventurer
¡°This is ourst leg of the journey.¡±
Across the endless expanse of theke, Bi Fang confirmed the final direction and rolled up the map with one hand.
¨¦tienne reached out to touch the goose, knowing it would be hisst day with it.
They had brought eighteen healthy geese over, but how many would return tomorrow?
¡°Amu, you¡¯re the naughtiest. The storm really scared me to death; from now on, you must train hard and not fall behind. Being a drag is bound to make you disliked.¡±
¡°Aga, take good care of your little brother. Though he¡¯s clumsy, don¡¯t bully him, for you two are the closest brothers.¡±
¡°Dist, you¡¯re the smartest among them. Make sure to take care of everyone and not discriminate against Aga and Amu.¡±
¡°Doug, you¡¯re the weakest, make sure to eat well, and you must flee quickly if you encounter danger¡¡±
After saying his goodbyes, ¨¦tienne felt a sense of loss: ¡°Can our n seed? Was Director Legoff telling the truth?¡±
¡°It will seed.¡±
Bi Fang ced his hand on ¨¦tienne¡¯s shoulder with a certainty never felt before, ready to stake his life on the n¡¯spletion and sess.
He was even confident that this n was better and more wless than those in the original world.
The pioneers of the original world didn¡¯t have Bi Fang¡¯s help and couldn¡¯t select the real wilderness migration routes, needing to constantly resupply in cities along the way.
Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne had done their best.
The eighteen geese would return to the Arctic, breed with other flocks, and bring more goslings back each year, eventually freeing themselves from the crisis facing their species.
¡°Birds, from now on, you must fly on your own.¡±
Bi Fang moved past ¨¦tienne, reached out to shut off the engine, and, using the wind, the ne glided alongside the geese.
It wasn¡¯t a malfunction; it was simply to savor the moment.
The vast wind blew beneath them, carrying moisture and warmth, as Bi Fang looked towards the north and then the south.
Heaven and earth.
Humans and birds.
On the beach, colorful campsites rose high, as people couldn¡¯t wait to witness the final moment of the geesending.
They propped up sun umbres, basking in the sunlight.
Vendors pushed their mobile freezers, hawking their cold drinks.
Men wearing sun hats walked on the beach, carrying wooden boxes filled with various sunscreens, offering samples to any well-figured girls they encountered.
Journalists drove in early, ready with their ¡°long guns and short cannons.¡±
Matthew blended into the crowd, looking at the dense heads of people and feeling something amiss, as if something had changed.
¡°Uncle, are you a journalist too?¡±
Peter strolled on the grass and saw Matthew standing alone in the forest.
¡°Yeah.¡±
¡°Then why don¡¯t you go to the beach? Wouldn¡¯t it be clearer there?¡±
Matthew paused, then counter-asked Peter, ¡°What about you? Why aren¡¯t you going?¡±
Peter spread his hands helplessly: ¡°Too many people.¡±
Matthew suddenly froze, finally understanding why he had silently chosen to stand here.
Indeed, the boy was right.
There were too many people.
It was supposed to be a migration far from humans, so why had it turned into this?
¡°The wind¡¯s too strong, I can¡¯t hear clearly. What? Thirty-five minutes, five minutes? Roger!¡±
On the beach, the leader received the message and hastened to the shore, shouting, ¡°Five more minutes, they¡¯ll arrive in five minutes!¡±
The crowd stirred, and those holding cards quickly stood up, ready with their wee banners.
A man beside the leader quickly stood up and ran to greet Elvan, ¡°Hello.¡±
¡°Hello.¡± Elvan stood up in response, as the ne would pass over argeke, he had set off early in the morning and waited in advance at the destination.
The man hurriedly asked, ¡°Where will the nend?¡±
Elvan looked up and pointed to a spot on the beach, ¡°Over there, where it says ¡®Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne are heroes,¡¯ with the heart next to it.¡±
¡°Okay, I¡¯ll make sure the camera captures it, thank you.¡± The man expressed his gratitude and then began to direct the cameraman, ¡°Jim, a little further back, a little further back!¡±
Five minutester, a shadow appeared at the edge of the sky, then grewrger and more distinct.
The people on the beach began to cheer, waving their signs and screaming in anticipation of the heroesnding on theke surface.
Bi Fang was startled by the pitch-ck beach; he thought there would be a weing party of maybe a hundred or two at the destination, but how many were there now?
A couple of thousand?
No, even more.
The geese next to the airne began to cry out in rm.
Finally realizing something was amiss, Elvan on the beach stopped Lenin, who wanted to go forward, and looked behind, ¡°Let¡¯s go, we¡¯re leaving.¡±
¡°Where to?¡±
¡°Just follow me!¡±
Bi Fang on the ne saw Elvan and also stopped ¨¦tienne, ¡°Don¡¯t get off yet, fly a few more circles.¡±
¨¦tienne, not understanding why, did as he was told.
The crowd on the beach cheered even louder, thinking Bi Fang was performing some kind of stunt, their voices swelling more and more.
Not until Elvan had run far enough did Bi Fang point towards the distance, ¡°Quick, keep up with your dad!¡±
¡°Okay!¡±
The airne roared as it flew over the heads of the people below.
The leader looked at the rapidly disappearing airne, stunned, ¡°Why is he flying over there?¡±
The crowd, caught off-guard by the disappearance of the airne, let their signs fall to the ground.
Matthew raised his camera with a smile and pressed the shutter towards the geese in the sky.
[Damn, that¡¯s so wicked!]
[So cunning!]
[This is the migration I had in mind, too many people spoil it!]
[True salvation has always been the effort of a few, Old Fang, I wasn¡¯t wrong about you, a man who doesn¡¯t bow to poprity!]
[A bit cool, indeed.]
¡°Hurry!¡±
Elvan called out to Lenin.
Lenin, panting heavily, felt as if all his body fat was burning, but he kept running.
The two of them walked further and further until they reached a deserted smallke.
The airne turned off its engines and spiraled down, the geese swam into the marsh as if diving into the sea.
Elvan walked into the water, watching Bi Fang and ¨¦tiennee down from the ne.
The four looked at each other, first with smiles, and then burst into loudughter.
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Lenin piloted the airne away, Bi Fang and ¨¦tienne stepped out of the cabin, looking at the geese moving in the wends, their eyes full of satisfaction.
In the live streaming room, the viewers also realized that the final moment of farewell wasing, both for humans and geese, and for them and the geese.
Bi Fang put his arm around ¨¦tienne¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Let¡¯s go, from now on they¡¯ll have to rely on themselves, you¡¯ve known this day woulde, haven¡¯t you?¡±
Bi Fang was just as reluctant to leave; this was the most unique adventure he had ever been on, filled with not just tension and excitement, but also great satisfaction and a cleansing of the soul.
The beginning of the journey might not have been quite right, and he had vited many things, even taking the risk of bringing along a fifteen-year-old boy. But it was precisely because it was ¨¦tienne that they could seed.
The adult world is always full of rules, just as Elvan would have encountered obstacles from Director Legoff and given up, yet a teenager¡¯s binary world is more pure. This might just be a teenager¡¯s ¡°second-year syndrome,¡± but Elvan envied this purity.
¨¦tienne wiped away his tears and smiled, ¡°Yeah, we¡¯re doing the right thing.¡±
¡°Exactly, the right thing,¡± said Elvan, putting on his coat, ¡°Let¡¯s go, we should go have a genuine French meal, Bi Fang, you¡¯ve been here for so long and I haven¡¯t properly hosted you yet.¡±
¡°Then I¡¯m going to have a feast.¡±
Chapter 207: 204: The land is not something we inherit from our ancestors.
Chapter 207: Chapter 204: Thend is not something we inherit from our ancestors.
The group got in the car and headed toward the restaurant, along the way, they could still see plenty of vendors hawking small gifts in light of the holiday, immersed in a strong Christmas atmosphere.
Is Christmasing already?
Bi Fang felt a little disoriented, only now remembering that he had set out in mid tote November. After a journey of over a month, it was almost the 25th.
¡°Could I borrow some money?¡± Bi Fang turned to look at Elvan in the back seat. They had been in such a hurry on their journey that he hadn¡¯t even thought of exchanging currency and didn¡¯t carry any extra cash.
¡°Of course! Any amount is fine, you don¡¯t have to pay me back.¡±
Elvan took out his wallet, signaling Bi Fang to take as much as he liked, but Bi Fang only took the smallest denomination and then asked Lenin to stop the car. He went to a small stall selling gifts, had a brief chat with the vendor, and then got back into the car.
Elvan came forward and asked, ¡°What¡¯s up?¡±
¡°Nothing much, just bought something.¡± Bi Fang shook his head, ¡°Let¡¯s get going, I¡¯m starving. I haven¡¯t had anything decent to eat in a month.¡±
Hearing Bi Fang say this, the others became less curious and assumed he had just bought some souvenirs.
The car stopped in front of a white French-style building with a sign nted on thewn bearing the restaurant¡¯s name. The waiter, dressed in ck with white gloves, opened the car door respectfully. Elvan really wasn¡¯t stingy, taking them directly to a famous local restaurant that, ording to a quick inte search by Bi Fang, was said to serve authentic French cuisine.
Reflecting on it, he had been in Europe for over a month, France for over a week, yet he had hardly had any good food.
The only decent meals he had were the liquid foods provided by the hospital, with a faint burnt taste.
Bi Fang took the chef¡¯s menu from the waiter, and after confirming there were no dietary restrictions, he asked for a double portion.
¡°Double?¡±
The waiter was taken aback; it was the first time he had heard of ordering a double serving.
Bi Fang closed the menu, ¡°Is there a problem? Just pretend five of us came.¡±
The waiter hesitated, ¡°Sir, our individual meals should be satisfying enough.¡±
¡°No worries, just serve five portions, and quickly.¡±
Elvan cut off the waiter¡¯s words, urging him to bring the food quickly. Havinge here, he was prepared to spend a good amount, and he knew Bi Fang could eat a lot. When in the hospital, Bi Fang was able to consume what three people could eat, leaving even the nurses astonished, fearing the patient might overeat and cause himself issues.
However, nothing bad happened, and his wounds actually healed quite faster.
[French Cuisine¡ªLeading the Trends in Western Gastronomy!]
[Wilderness Broadcaster Turns Into Mukbang Host!]
[Master Fang can really eat, haha, Elvan¡¯s wallet is twitching, foaming at the mouth!]
[I see everyone else in pairs, a man and a woman, but why does Old Fang have four guys, so boring!]
[I want to see Old Fang team up with a youngdy (Dog¡¯s head)]
¡°Thinking of staying in France a little longer?¡±
¡°Depends. I might stay a few more days in the wends to observe the geese.¡±
¨¦tienne tried to persuade him, ¡°Won¡¯t you stay a few more days? You coulde to our ce for Christmas.¡±
¡°No, I have lots of things to take care of.¡±
Bi Fang bent his head to wrap the gift box and responded, ¡°Today is the 21st. I have a lot to sort out after these couple of days. The geese migration has brought me not only great fame but also a host of affairs to deal with.¡±
¨¦tienne felt quite downcast. Not only did he have to part with the geese, but he also had to say goodbye to the idol he had spent over a month with, which was tough for him to ept all at once.
A slim, red gift box was handed to ¨¦tienne.
¨¦tienne looked up at Bi Fang, not understanding what it meant.
¡°Aren¡¯t you going to open it?¡± Bi Fang extended the red gift box toward ¨¦tienne, ¡°Even though I can¡¯t be with you for Christmas, I wouldn¡¯t skimp on the Christmas gift.¡±
¨¦tienne, excited, looked at Elvan, who nodded with a smile.
[Wow, what did Master Fang give?]
[I don¡¯t know, just now the camera angle got blocked, I didn¡¯t see what Old Fang put in there]
[Darn, I want a gift personally given by Master Fang too!]
[Did he just get out of the car to buy a gift box?]
[Oh my gosh, such thoughtfulness, I want a boyfriend just like Master Fang, waaaa]
[Wake up, you¡¯re a guy!]
Untying the ribbon, ¨¦tienne opened the gift box, and a beautifully crafted hunting knife was quietly lying inside.
¡°It¡¯s a hunting knife!¡± ¨¦tienne¡¯s eyes lit up as he looked up in disbelief at Bi Fang, ¡°Are you giving it to me?¡±
Bi Fang smiled and nodded. He had purchased this hunting knife from the System store after his first live stream. It had been with him through many adventures and held a lot of sentimental value. Now that he had a harpoon as a recement, he decided to give the knife to ¨¦tienne.
As a testament to a month of adventure.
Having been in this world for half a year, Bi Fang¡¯s gains weren¡¯t only the repeated adventures, but also fans who liked him and many friends.
Yao Jun, Lin Chang, Lin Xue, Gu Qingyuan, Zheng Tianfang, some people from the geography magazine, and now Elvan, Lenin, ¨¦tienne, Bi Fang was gradually establishing a deeper connection with the new world.
Because he had experienced loss, he would cherish what he regained all the more.
¡°Merry Christmas!¡±
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After the meal, Bi Fang stepped out of the restaurant. The live stream was about to end, and he was ready to say his official goodbyes to the audience.
¡°The live stream ising to an end. Leading the geese to learn their migration route was indeed an impressive act, but as a public figure, I still need to tell you, I didn¡¯t do well enough.
¡°You must remember that this started as an illegal act, even if it was only in France where it was not allowed, and obviously, many more rules were broken along the way, making this trip dangerous for a young man.¡±
¡°I was initially moved by ¨¦tienne¡¯s sincerity and made a rash decision. Althoughter I also established a bond and trust with the geese, I must admit, I regretted agreeing to ¨¦tienne more than once. But there¡¯s no helping it, a man has to keep his word.¡±
Bi Fang spread his hands to show his own helplessness, having acted impulsively in the beginning. Behind him, Elvanughed, vigorously ruffling ¨¦tienne¡¯s hair.
¡°Back to the main point, environmentalists are often discredited forcking people who truly make efforts and undertake actions, being only echo chambers. So I¡¯ve made a decision here, from now on, I will donate one third of the ie from each of my live streams to the CWCA, to make my own contribution.¡±
[!]
[One third? How much would that be? Old Fang¡¯s live streams make millions in turnover, right?]
[My God, isn¡¯t that too much?]
[Big spender, huh?]
¡°Stop it, I¡¯m making this promise here because I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll regret itter. If I don¡¯t say it out loud now, I might back out in a couple of days.¡±
Bi Fangughed, aside from that one time in Mohe when Lin Chang made a surprising breakthrough, his ie from each live stream had been steadily over a million, and one third meant he would be donating hundreds of thousands from this broadcast alone.
But it wouldn¡¯t pain him, because Bi Fang knew that his main ie was no longer from the gifts during live streams, but rather Wolf Fang¡¯s sry and moremercial activities. Although hundreds of thousands was a lot, it wouldn¡¯t cause him distress.
Bi Fang never went out of his way to avoid taxes, even if it was legal. He has always been a man easily contented. As long as he had enough money, that was fine for him; there was no need to umte too much.
But the viewers in the live stream room admired Bi Fang from the bottom of their hearts; to donate one third of his earnings, and on a continuous basis, was not a decision just anyone could make.
Getting back on track, Bi Fang looked towards Elvan, ¡°Professor Elvan, why don¡¯t you say a few words as well? You¡¯re the initiator of this n.¡±
Elvan was taken aback and pointed to himself, ¡°Me?¡±
¡°Of course. You¡¯re a professor at the University of Paris, say a few words, as if we were your students,¡± Bi Fang encouraged Elvan.
Elvan hesitated, ¡°Will they understand what I say?¡±
¡°Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s automatic trantion, didn¡¯t I just speak in French?¡±
¡°Okay, then I¡¯ll say a few short words.¡± Elvan scratched his head. ¡°Honestly, I¡¯m not much of a talker, my students don¡¯t like my sses, so I¡¯ll just mention two figures.¡±
¡°In thirty years, Europe has lost over 420 million birds, and every year there are 80,000 hectares ofnd turning into concrete and roads. I don¡¯t have many ideals to preach, but I want to share an Indian proverb with everyone: We don¡¯t inherit thend from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.¡±
Chapter 208: 205: Uncle Fangs Adventure?
Chapter 208: Chapter 205: Uncle Fang¡¯s Adventure?
In the afternoon, Bi Fang and Elvan had spent the day at the Camargue Wends, further confirming that the geese were doing well in the wild.
Upon returning to the hotel that evening, Bi Fang was about to check his task rewards when he received another call from Wang Yongbo.
¡°Bi Fang, are you asleep?¡±
¡°Uh,¡± Bi Fang looked up at the clock and scratched his coarse chin, ¡°Isn¡¯t it only eight o¡¯clock?¡±
¡°I have someone here looking for you, will you meet with him? If yes, let me know which hotel you¡¯re at, and I¡¯ll bring him over. It¡¯s a major deal worth billions!¡±
Wang Yongbo¡¯s tone was brimming with excitement, which puzzled Bi Fang.
A deal worth billions? And he¡¯sing to the hotel to find me?
Isn¡¯t that a bit exaggerated? What kind of business deal involves billions?
I¡¯m a decent person, I wouldn¡¯t do or ept such deals worth billions; getting exposed would make me lose followers.
Wang Yongbo, oh Wang Yongbo, I didn¡¯t expect a man of your robust appearance to be into this sort of thing.
After giving his address to Wang Yongbo, Bi Fang couldn¡¯t help feeling uneasy. Should he ept or not?
If he did, he wasn¡¯t that kind of person; if he didn¡¯t, they wereing all the way here. It would feel rather rude to reject them just like that.
Caught in his dilemma, there was a knock on the door.
Bi Fang sighed, ultimately deciding to face reality. He wasn¡¯t suited for this kind of thing; he was a righteous gentleman. He went to the door, took a few deep breaths, and opened it.
¡°Hmm?¡±
¡°Mr. Bi, hello, I¡¯m Brandt Palliston. It¡¯s a pleasure to meet you. Just call me Bran.¡±
Standing outside his room was a Caucasian man alongside Wang Yongbo, wearing a confident smile and speaking fluent Chinese with an ent, his enunciation clear.
The man was dressed in a silver-gray suit, shiny leather shoes, and a rose-gold watch; his attire¡¯s luxury matched perfectly with his robust figure. The epitome of a sessful and elegant gentleman. If it wasn¡¯t for what he said next, Bi Fang might have mistaken him for a male model from some agency.
¡°Mr. Fang, I am here on behalf of the Disney Company to discuss a potential coboration with you.¡±
Bran sat down on the sofa, and his opening remark took Bi Fang by surprise.
Disney?
Why would someone from a movie-makingpany like Disneye to him?
¡°What kind of coboration?¡±
¡°We wish to acquire the rights to adapt your experience with the migrating geese into an animated film, nned to release within three years.¡±
Bran took a sip of coffee, crossed his left leg over his right, then after a while, switched to cross his right leg over his left. For some reason, ever since he entered the room, he had felt a sense of defeat, involuntarily toning down his presence as if he had entered the den of some formidable beast.
Wang Yongbo stood by, ncing between Bi Fang and Bran, and felt that Bi Fang¡¯s presence was slightly more imposing.
Bran exuded confidence before entering the room, but after sitting down in front of Bi Fang, Bran seemed to have changedpletely. He looked like a wolf but felt somewhat like an Erha.
Braning to seek coboration was also unexpected for Wang Yongbo because the matter seemed rather sci-fi: an overseas corporation suddenlyes to you, hoping you¡¯d grant the rights to turn your story into an animated film.
The first reaction for most people would be to think it¡¯s a scam. However, when this happened to Bi Fang, it somehow didn¡¯t seem so far-fetched.
Breaking the harsh and unreasonable rules of the adult world, one sets out on a nature adventure with fervor and dreams,
Migrating geese, hunting reindeer, confronting lynxes, flying through storms, youth, adventurers, starlit forests, officials colluding with poachers to traffic wildlife.
Is there any fairy tale more realistic than this?
This perfectly aligns with the consistent core of Disney animations.