Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 781 Boiling Pot

The huge sunset is falling, and the slanting sunlight shines on the water surface like a sea of ​​gold.

The wind blows and the sails swell.

The canoe advances alone in the ocean, slowly and steadily.

A pair of big white hands were soaked in the sea water, and the fingertips slid across the sea surface, the water marks left behind spread with the distance, and finally disappeared without a trace.

In the silence, the white and shriveled fingertips trembled slightly, and the five fingers suddenly came together and stabbed downward!

"Wow!"

The drops of water are like golden beads, falling down in a series, and the fresh little fish biting its thumb is constantly struggling in the palm. Unfortunately, the live broadcast has not started, and no one has seen the miraculous scene.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, his eyes were heavily dark circled, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He sat up quite tiredly, leaning against the side of the boat, looking at the little fish struggling constantly in his hands, feeling rather surprised.

The action just now was completely subconscious, and he sensed a creature approaching in a daze, and made an instinctive reaction.

"Good luck."

Nemo's point is that the biological desert is good, but it is not completely devoid of living things.

In the depths of the seabed at Point Nemo, there are many bacteria and marine microorganisms that do not depend on nutrients. The survival of these organisms is completely dependent on the hot springs in the deep sea, forming an extremely simple ecological chain.

Inaccessible and without many predators, Point Nemo has become the safest and most reliable home for these marine bacteria and microorganisms.

Occasionally some small fish break into it and can barely survive, but it is extremely rare.

Bi Fang's sensing ability has a blessing effect in the water, and the range can reach a terrifying fifty meters. Creatures that come in within this range can be directly sensed.

This is a semicircular sensing field with a diameter of 100 meters, covering a quite large area, it is simply a small radar!

But in the few days after sailing at sea for three days, it was the first time I encountered a small fish.

Maybe this fish took Bi Fang's fingers as food, and even if it knew something was wrong, it had to try its luck if it didn't want to be starved to death.

It's like a traveler who sees an oasis in the desert. He knows that the light and shadow are blurred and it may be a mirage, but he is extremely thirsty and forced to go by the throat that starts to smoke.

The thumb and forefinger were changed into circles, and with a firm grasp, the entire gills of the fish were pulled out, and the little fish stopped struggling after a while.

Bi Fang put the fresh gills on the hook and threw them into the sea, hoping to catch another one.

The taste of shark patties is mediocre, and it becomes even more uncomfortable after eating for a long time. It is a rare opportunity to change the taste.

Yesterday's torrential rain lasted for a long time. Bi Fang fought fiercely in the wind and rain all night. His muscles were so sore. The result of excessive physical exertion was that he could simply identify the direction. After pulling up the sail, he fell asleep and slept all day. , I don't know where I am now.

Physical exhaustion made Bi Fang not want to move, excessive sleep made him dizzy, his brain seemed to be pricked by needles, perhaps not only because of oversleeping.

Bi Fang's brows were jumping, he always felt as if there was a great crisis surrounding him, but he didn't know what it was.

What will it be?

animal? shark?

Impossible, the monster is just a rumor, the ecological chain cannot support it, this is not a sci-fi studio.

Since it is not a living thing, the second greatest source of danger for survival can only be the natural climate, but it is clear that a storm has just passed, and another one may come soon, right?

"Ah Choo!"

Bi Fang sneezed, feeling even more worried.

I seem to have a cold.

No matter what, let's start the live broadcast first.

【I'm coming】

【Sit in the front row】

【Ah, is this already sunset? 】

The audience who rushed into the live broadcast room for the first time saw the golden sunset at first glance, and felt as if it was about to end before it even started.

Fortunately, Bi Fang himself did not have such thoughts. He raised the small fish in his hand: "I was lucky before the broadcast, and I just caught a small fish. This is not a common sight for Nemo, and I am a little bit reluctant to eat it."

[But I see it is dead]

"That's right, I'm reluctant to part with it psychologically, but my stomach tells me that it's time for a change. I can't help but agree."

Holding the obsidian dagger, Bi Fang deftly opened his intestines.

[Good guy! 】

[Indeed, sometimes I can't beat my stomach]

[It's over, I've been dominated by my stomach, woo woo woo]

At noon on the eighth day, the air was dry and hot.

The temperature seems to have picked up, hotter than the previous few days, Bi Fang can feel a little warmth when he puts his hand into the sea water, but the tingling between his brows is also getting worse, as if something is moving wildly inside.

This is definitely not a good sign.

Bi Fang's heart was pounding and he looked up to the sky.

Cloudless and sunny.

No clouds, no low pressure, normal air humidity, just a little hot, but that's normal.

Many incidents have proved that my intuition is never wrong, so the danger is not the weather, but

Bi Fang lowered his head and looked down. The sun was shining at noon, and the ocean was so clear that he could see fifty or sixty meters away without any obstacles.

Suddenly, a circle of fine ripples completely different from the direction of the wind spread out on the sea surface. The ripples were so small that they were almost imperceptible, but Bi Fang, who was highly alert at the moment, caught them. At the same time, some differences began to permeate the air. Unusual taste.

It was a faint smell, but it was obviously different from the common smell, more pungent, as if it could burst the olfactory cells, like a burning match head.

Heated sulfur!

The warm blood suddenly turned cold, and Bi Fang's face turned pale.

"Oops."

【Oops, what's the matter? 】

[What happened, what happened? 】

The sudden sentence made the audience confused.

"The volcano is about to erupt!"

Bi Fang yelled out directly, without time to explain more, the muscles that had not completely healed had to go back to work, picked up the oars beside him and started rowing.

At this moment, Bi Fang can't wait for another storm, even if it is a headwind, it is a good wind that can make him leave quickly!

volcano?

break out?

The endless words made the audience more confused, but they soon understood.

As the initial water ripples spread, waves of water ripples began to appear on the sea surface one after another, and the traces became more and more obvious, even the audience who were not paying attention to the water surface noticed it.

Just as Bi Fang took two strokes of the oars, before he could go far, more anomalies began to appear.

【What it is? 】

[Holy shit, pillar? 】

An unusually conspicuous "pillar" drilled from the interior of the ocean, as if growing crazily from the ocean, and finally jumped up to the surface of the sea, a bubble popped out, and suddenly exploded, a more intense sulfur smell exploded in the air .

Immediately afterwards, pillars appeared one after another, making one's scalp numb. The pillars pierced the sky and exploded on the sea.

The whole ocean is constantly bursting with bubbles, as if

A boiling pot!