Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 57

If it is in the city, you can hide directly at home in a snowstorm, which is warm and comfortable, but in the wilderness, facing the snowstorm and low temperature, this is undoubtedly fatal.

The howling wind, the cold climate, the heavy snow all over the sky, and even the possible avalanches all threatened Bi Fang's life.

Looking at Bi Fang, who was huddled in the snow cave and still persisting in the live broadcast, even though the audience in front of the screen was not there, he still felt cold hands and feet, as if the wind and snow were slapping his face.

"If you're in a tent when the storm comes, we make sure to shake the tent so it doesn't get crushed by the snow, and also make sure the snow isn't blocking the vents. It's happened before, when the snow blocks the doors and the vents There have been incidents of people suffocating in tents or snow caves at times.”

"And once buried alive, remember to keep calm, because the more panicked you are, the faster your heartbeat will be, which will only increase your oxygen consumption, so don't worry."

Holding the drone, Bi Fang lay in the snow cave and yelled at the shaking camera.

The wind outside is too strong. Although the drone produced by the system should be able to withstand it, it is undoubtedly unclear. Who can design a drone that can withstand a wind speed exceeding 80 kilometers per hour?

"Now, I will show you how to survive and save yourself while being buried alive in the snow!"

Crazy!

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Bi Fang's words, the same thought emerged in unison.

It's not that they don't believe in Bi Fang, but that burial alive is too scary. Many people find it difficult to breathe just hearing this word.

[Fuck, is it true or not, is it so scary to be buried in snow? 】

[It should be. I used to hear news about avalanches, but few survived. 】

[Don't go down, Fang Shen, you will die if you are so dangerous. 】

[Every time Fang Shen talks about a small accident every time he broadcasts live, why didn't he learn it? 】

While the audience in the live broadcast room were worried, Bi Fang had already pulled down the surrounding snow and buried his body, and the flying snowflakes also accumulated rapidly, completely burying him in just a moment.

Suddenly, it was pitch black, and the drone automatically switched to night mode for shooting.

【It's too claustrophobic, it's already hard to breathe (angry). 】

[Suddenly panicked. 】

[These four weeks are exactly the same, how to climb out? 】

[Your sister, challenge the audience's cardiovascular and cerebrovascular limits all day long. Although it is not illegal, it is immoral! 】

Under the snow layer, Bi Fang was also suffocated by the snow. Every moment, the snow on his body was constantly thickening under the action of the blizzard, like being covered with layers of thick quilts. Although it kept warm, But it was airtight, and after a while, it became difficult to breathe.

Facing the camera, Bi Fang whispered: "Look, after being buried alive, we can't judge the direction at all, and if we are buried upside down, it will be even more difficult when the brain is congested. Therefore, in order to distinguish the direction, We have to rely on one thing, and that is gravity!"

"Gravity is always vertically downward, which is the key to our escape. When we cannot judge up and down, we can use the direction of saliva dripping to judge."

"Normally speaking, if you are buried, it is basically pitch black and you can't see anything, so the compass is useless. At this time, you just need to open your mouth and wait for the saliva to flow out. If it flows out, then there is Underground direction, and vice versa is the ground direction.”

After speaking, Bi Fang opened his mouth, but he didn't feel any liquid dripping for a while, and he knew that what he was facing was the right direction.

Because of being pressed, Bi Fang's face turned red, and without hesitation, he dug in front of him.

"Because of the small space, we can't stretch our bodies. At this time, digging snow can only be like swimming, hugging the snow in front of us behind us, which requires a lot of skills."

Bi Fang moved the snow little by little, and the intense exercise began to increase the oxygen consumption, making his breathing fast, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get enough oxygen.

"Usually people buried in snow, if found within 15 minutes, the survival rate can reach 90%. This is a golden time."

"After 45 minutes, the survival rate is only 20% to 30%. We are actively surviving, and our physical strength is exhausted faster, so we must hurry up, otherwise the oxygen may not be enough. Once hypoxia faints, we will no longer survive. No chance of climbing out of the ground."

In the dark environment, the audience can only see Bi Fang throwing snow in an extremely weird posture, and he twists from time to time to let the snow fill behind him.

Fortunately, although the wind and snow covered it quickly, because the hole Bi Fang dug before was not too deep, he only dug more than one meter, and he felt a lot easier in front of him.

Not long after, his two hands stuck out of the ground one after the other, and then slowly, the whole person got out completely like pulling a carrot, and successfully escaped from the trap!

[Awesome! This is really a few cowhide! 】

[This can't trap Fang Shen, this is the master of survival! 】

[The name of the master is worthy of the name! 】

[I really want to blow up the sky! 】

【Master Mu gave the host a yacht*3—can we go skiing in the Alps next time? 】

[Pete Bupi presented it to the anchor Big Bones*66—Fang Shen, you will be my big brother from now on, dear big brother! 】

[Nanana is the spaceship I gave to the anchor*1—I never thought that one day I would tip another anchor, or twice! 】

Bi Fang returned to the ground, took a deep breath, shook off the snow on his legs, lay down again, looked at the snow-ravaged sky, and said with a smile.

"This snow is really too big, I guess it will be several hours before it stops completely, so we have to lie down for a while, I guess it will be a very boring time, maybe you can leave and do something else first What's up."

【Suddenly turned into a salted fish...】

[This style of painting has changed. 】

[In front of nature, human beings are really small. 】

[When did Xue stop and kick me. 】

[It's the first time I've seen an anchor who persuaded people to leave, a clear stream in the live broadcast world! 】

"However, the wind is a convective medium. Although we temporarily hid in the snow nest, it blocked most of the heat convection and reduced the rapid loss of heat, so we didn't feel cold."

"However, staying in it for a long time without heat supplement is also very dangerous. The effect is the same as that of boiling frogs in warm water, which creates an illusion of perception. When you really feel cold later, often your physical fitness is not enough to maintain your normal physiology. And metabolic function, even unable to get out of the snow nest."

"So we have to do some movement to get the body going."

In the snow nest, Bi Fang put his hands on the ground, sat up and did push-ups, and generated heat energy by consuming physical energy.

The wind was blowing the heavy snow, whimpering softly, under the dark sky, a tiny figure was doing push-ups to warm up his body.

[It feels so gloomy. 】

[Yeah, this environment is scary to look at, don't say that Fang Shen is alone, aren't you afraid? 】

"Haha, I'm sure I'm afraid." Bi Fang panted and laughed.

"Humans are social animals after all. It is inconvenient to do anything alone in the wilderness. I will definitely worry about such accidents. That's why I emphasized during the first live broadcast that an optimistic attitude is very important in the process of survival. .”

"If you're scared, just think about your friends and family, and imagine the delicious meals and new games after you succeed in survival, but fortunately, I still have you, and I can chat, so I'm not too lonely. "

【I'm so embarrassed to leave...】

【Hahaha, me too, when I think Fang Shen needs me, I can't bear to leave. 】

【Do you need that? You are the live broadcast of the gluttonous god! 】

[Big meal and games? One look at Fangshen and he has no girlfriend (funny)]

When the big guys were joking, Bi Fang suddenly stopped, sat up in the snow nest, and pricked up his ears.

Just now, in the whimpering wind, there seemed to be some different voices mixed in.

Bi Fang wondered if he heard it wrong, he turned to look at the drone: "Did you hear anything?"

【No, I didn't hear anything】

[The wind is so strong, how could it be possible to hear it? 】

[Don't scare me, Fang Shen, this wind sounds like a ghost, am I timid? 】

【How is it possible? After the founding of the People's Republic of China, we are not allowed to become elites. We are the successors of Marxism, so we don't believe in this. 】

"But it seemed that there was a voice just now, and it was over there."

Bi Fang turned his head to look to one side, and stretched out his hand.

The wind and snow swept across the sky.

In the dark forest, there was only the whimpering of the wind, as if the previous sound did not exist, but an illusion caused by the wind.