Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness - Chapter 249

Chapter 249: Chapter 246 Divine Protection?

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Unfortunately, Bi Fang had no time to answer the audience’s questions at this moment. Only a few professionals understood his maneuvers and wanted to post explanations in the comments, but they were instantly lost in the sea of comments.

Standing in the water, Bi Fang just glanced around and quickly noticed that there were more than six White-fin Sharks swimming nearby, eyeing him predatorily.

Not only that, but the White-fin Shark that had just been stabbed with a spear was still bleeding profusely, attracting even more sharks to approach.

Surrounded by danger, Bi Fang’s hair stood on end, and he felt a needle-like pain all over his body. Every pore screamed, frantically warning him that danger was at hand.

What to do?

The audience could no longer worry about why Bi Fang had made the shark suddenly “die,” realizing that a greater emergency had arisen.

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Bi Fang dared not move rashly; sharks have special eyes that struggle with capturing colors and light, so their vision is duller than that of humans, especially sensitive to “movement.”

Moreover, sharks are also predators. Once their prey shows weakness, they will attack.

If Bi Fang dared to swim up and climb onto the raft now, before he could even get up, at least three sharks would attack, giving him no chance at all.

The sharks kept circling inward, the encirclement growing tighter. Just as they seemed about to strike, Bi Fang bit down hard and grasped the obsidian dagger tightly in his hand!

Red clouds of blood rose to the surface of the sea, resembling lushly growing seaweed.

What is Old Fang doing!

At this moment, the audience was extremely frightened. He actually cut his own hand deliberately. Did he think there weren’t enough sharks already?

He’s gone mad!

Bi Fang even felt it was not enough, spreading his palm and clenching it repeatedly, allowing more blood to freely rise. Seawater passing over the wound brought with it a searing pain, but he felt nothing of it now, his adrenaline suppressing all sensation of pain.

The cold was creeping into Bi Fang’s limbs and bones. Silence enveloped him like he was on an alien planet. The entire world seemed far away from him, and a terrifying sense of isolation haunted him like a ghost.

He seemed to hear his own heart pounding, like a great drum on the verge of splitting.

Am I going to die?

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In the midst of Bi Fang’s tense thoughts, he saw something flash before his eyes, a dark shadow zipped past about ten meters from him!

The viewers saw that it was a White-fin Shark!

Just after the White-fin Shark passed by where Bi Fang was, a group of White-fin Sharks followed closely behind!

The viewers’ hearts were tense to the point of barely being able to think about why the shark didn’t attack just now. It wasn’t Bi Fang who seemed to be lacking oxygen, but themselves, because Bi Fang was right in the middle of the shark swarm!

We’re doomed, doomed, doomed!

Is Master Fang going to be bitten by the sharks, his extraordinary skills leading to his downfall here?

Last time, he faced off against at most three Tiktaalik, but now there were at least seven or eight big sharks, their size comparable to that of Tiktaaliks. The viewers had no idea how to cope with this utterly hopeless situation!

The next moment, a shadow appeared again beside Bi Fang!

It was a White-fin Shark!

The viewers clenched their teeth, gripping their clothes, feeling blood rush to their brains, their foreheads so hot they almost seemed to steam.

This was a physiological reaction of intense nervousness, where the heart contracts abruptly, and the blood pressure in the body spikes instantly!

The Boss of the program team had bloodshot eyes. He reached for his chest again, damn, still no antihypertensive medication!

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Everyone was terrified!

The White-fin Shark swimming towards them was even closer now, just one meter in front of Master Fang. There was virtually no difference from being up close; with the Shark’s two-meter length, a single turn could initiate an attack on Bi Fang!

Bi Fang’s pupils shrank violently. He gripped the obsidian dagger tightly, ready to strike at any moment!

But in the blink of an eye, a scene that shocked and even made countless viewers scream unfolded!

The approaching White-fin Shark, as if blind, completely ignored Bi Fang next to it and continued to viciously swim towards the school of herring up ahead, swallowing several small fish in one gulp!

How is that possible!

This scene was beyond the understanding of the viewers, and many wanted to ask Bi Fang why. Were the Sharks raised by daylight? Blind as bats?

Such a large target, and only one meter away at that, how could it not be seen?

But the reality was just this, more and more Sharks were attracted by the scent of blood, either devouring the corpses of their own kind or looking for prey among the herring schools, completely overlooking Bi Fang!

“I’ve bet correctly!”

Bi Fang forcibly suppressed the joy of a narrow escape and immediately turned back to look at the White-fin Shark tearing at the body of its cohort. Understanding that their attention was no longer on him, he immediately swam towards the sea surface.

A few seconds later, a ghostly pale hand suddenly grasped the raft, followed by bulging veins, as half a person burst from the water. Bi Fang lay on the raft, gasping for air. He didn’t dare to leave his legs in the sea. After a brief respite, he exerted himself again, collapsing entirely onto the raft, breathing deeply.

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Once he caught his breath, a cold wind blew over, making Bi Fang shiver instantly. He hurriedly took off his clothes, wrung out an undershirt, dried off the water from his body, then set up the tent again, no longer caring about the direction, aligning it with the strong wind to increase the raft’s speed as much as possible.

The raft drifted with the wind, and on its path, it happened to pass by the first White-fin Shark that died. By now, the dead White-fin Shark had been consumed by half, its abdomen almost hollowed out, with no Sharks nearby continuing to feed on it. Seeing some flesh still left on it, Bi Fang hesitated for a moment, then used a stick to lift it onto the boat.

After that, he didn’t dare to linger. He adjusted the angle of the sail to its maximum, and the raft quickly left this blood-soaked wasteland behind.

Bi Fang looked back, the ocean surface was calm, with only the occasional Shark fin breaking the water’s surface, then quickly sinking, disappearing from sight.

The program team flew the drone to its highest altitude for a panoramic shot. Below the deep blue sea surface, the herring school swarmed like bees, dense and numerous, while Sharks, like swords, weaved through, hunting at will. On the edge of this hunting ground, an orange-brown raft sped away.

The viewers couldn’t help but feel their scalps tingle at this sight. When you see a school of Sharks feeding together, the bloodiness and cruelty hit you head-on, and the sea wind is filled with the smell of blood.

The previously cloudy skies had cleared, the sunlight bathing the sea’s surface in warmth and coziness, but that scene had completely changed in flavor. Beneath the calm and tranquility of the sea surface lurked the most sanguine of rules.

There, killings could happen at any moment; the weak made the most of their time alive with play, while the strong stalked their playful prey.

This sea area, no, any wilderness really, was constrained by bloody and violent rules. Every creature here had to adapt to the law of the jungle; the weak flocked together, the strong went hunting, including Humans themselves.

After running for more than half an hour, Bi Fang finally relaxed. Suddenly, an electronic voice in his mind announced that his first task had been completed.

Bi Fang paused, then wasn’t surprised.

It was the time of the annual rankings, with domestic viewership numbers doubling. The task requirements for viewership were met long ago, and there was probably a surge just now.

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Bi Fang checked the backend, and sure enough, there were a total of two and a half million viewers, with over two million witnessing his narrow escape from the jaws of the Shark.

Similarly, there were over two million questions.

The chat in the live broadcast room was exploding. Everyone wanted to know the real story behind Bi Fang’s escape from death. That scene was too fantastical, as if a deity was providing protection.

After all, what happened?