Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 603 - 600 Occupy a Spot

Before two o’clock in the morning, he finished revising.

Bi Fang struggled to pull the spear from the Black Bear’s body, collapsing onto the ground, gasping for air as he looked up at the twinkling stars above.

After three hours of tracking and searching, he was now completely drained.

Most Black Bears are still afraid of humans, just like the one before him.

This Black Bear was exceptionally good at running, having run from dusk to starry night; it had taken Bi Fang nearly four hours to finally catch and kill it.

With this, only five Black Bear quotas remained for the entire hunting season.

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The hunting season was drawing to a close, from July 12 to today’s August 18, thirty-seven days had passed.

However, the more this was the case, the less one could lower their guard.

Tonight might be many hunters’ last chance and a sleepless night, which was very dangerous.

Animals are more adapted to being active at night than humans.

But that had nothing to do with Bi Fang; he was already very tired.

Having just killed a Black Bear, he preferred to sleep rather than stay awake all night; he planned to continue tomorrow.

He pressed the positioning button, and Bi Fang began to set up a simple shelter. He looked for dry branches and vines on the ground, rolled them crudely into a bird’s nest shape, spread dry leaves over it, and lit camphor tree leaves and "yōki medicine," which was Japanese anthurium, and smoked the area.

Mosquitoes and ants don’t like pungent smells.

Then he stuffed the ashes into a water bottle, shook it, and poured it on the ground; he had finished these simple tasks before the staff even arrived.

Proving that all this was done within a quarter of an hour.

"Even if you’re exhausted, don’t joke with your life. The nights by the sea are still quite cool. Cold-blooded animals like snakes enjoy getting close to heat sources, and no one wants to wake up to find a long snake lying on their chest."

Bi Fang mustered his last bit of energy to explain, and then waved his hands, "No more, no more, I’m truly too tired and sleepy. When the staff arrives, you can talk to them. Don’t even tell me how many points, I’m going to sleep first."

[Don’t worry, Brother Fang, I’ll take care of it for you. If it can be one point, definitely not two.]

[???]

[Goodnight, Ah-fang.]

[Alright, let’s invite the next contestant with a round of applause!]

[Others are overtaking on the curve. Just a little more, just a little more.]

[So has no one noticed Bosen’s absence? How has he disappeared, it’s been more than a week.]

[By the way, why has old Mu also vanished, what’s going on here…]

Perhaps as the competition was nearing its end, more and more hunters were getting anxious, and the more anxious they grew, the more accidents happened.

In the last two days, quite a few hunters had been injured and dropped out of the race.

There was even a hunter named Tanaka who had switched from a duo to a solo player.

Japan hasn’t issued any announcements, they don’t want public attention shifted to Dolphin Bay.

Therefore, many spectators were worried whether Mugalen had been injured, but Bi Fang did not directly respond.

So far, only twenty-four hunters were left to compete in the final round.

Theoretically, even if the currently last-ranked hunter spent it all on killing five Black Bears, overtaking Bi Fang’s score of seventy-nine points was not impossible.

Nevertheless, the possibility was as slim as winning a lottery.

But for the top five, there was still hope with just a bit of luck.

Like Sato.

Suppressed by Bi Fang’s prominence through an entire hunting season, this Yōki Hunter was filled with indignation, swearing to show Bi Fang the true art of bear hunting.

While most hunters dared not act at night, he was already making his last desperate efforts.

On the other side, at Ichi-bancho No. 1, Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, a consulate located 4 minutes east of Tokyo Metro Hanzomon Station, on Uchikudari Street near the western side of the Imperial Palace.

The British Consul, upon learning the truth, was clearly livid and vowed to fight for Mugalen’s "safety and welfare."

Everything was as the electrician had said.

The Consul originally heard about Mugalen’s incident and, regardless of his modest fame as a hunter, didn’t want to deal with it and was about to send Richard away.

It wasn’t until Richard took him into a small room and, ten minutes later, the Consul came out adjusting his collar, all smiles. Then, after a moment’s thought, he felt it was inappropriate, so he toned it down, becoming serious.

"Rest assured, for the sake of justice, we will not let any British citizen lose his backing!"

"Japan has no right to judge our citizens, don’t worry. I understand the urgency, we must not delay, I will leave at once!"

Richard nearly rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

Arrogant at first, then obsequious; the thought was almost laughable.

The Consul left in high spirits, his expression grave but his step light.

Years ago, Bi Fang had drifted to the coast near England, ending his ocean survival journey.

At that time, no one could have expected that in just half a month, the originally desolate coastline had become a must-visit spot.

From desolation to a site filled with camping tents and snack stalls at the foot of the mountain, it only took Bi Fang a few hours of live broadcasting.

Now the place still attracts a significant number of visitors daily, truly astonishing.

The clarity of Bi Fang’s live stream was off the charts, and the natural scenery captivated everyone who saw it.

If a few hours’ footage could have such impact, what would happen if he broadcasted for a month in England?

Securing such a person in exchange for such a return was indeed a stroke of luck, and it was not just a noteworthy achievement, but two.

Swearing to defend the liberty of Daiyo Empire citizens and inviting the renowned Adventurer, Mr. Bi Fang, to activities in England, weren’t there two?

The Consul was already considering where in Daiyo would be suitable for activities.

The Tristan da Cunha Islands?

Strid Killing Creek?

The Consul was torn internally because he seemed unable to find any well-known wilderness areas…

Back at the police headquarters in Taiji Town, Nasunobu Asuka had gone home.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka couldn’t get anything out of him; he felt regretful that he was living in a modern country. If he could resort to some harsh measures, he was sure to make these people tell the truth.

The Chief of the Metropolitan Police had an intuition that the big boy was definitely hiding something from him.

The same was true for Mugalen, who even had a higher mental resilience. After guessing that witness testimonies were useless, he became nearly fearless, saying nothing, much like Bosen.

These people who licked blood off the blade’s edge were one tougher than the other.

Speaking of which, they would soon have to let Bosen go, too, as there was no substantial evidence to hold them any longer.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka was very angry, but when he learned of the arrival of the Central Country Consul, his expression grew even darker.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Only the last three Black Bears remained.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka was very angry, but when he learned of the arrival of the Central Country Consul, his expression grew even darker.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Only the last three Black Bears remained.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka was very angry, but when he learned of the arrival of the Central Country Consul, his expression grew even darker.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Only the last three Black Bears remained.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Only the last three Black Bears remained.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed.

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.

Only the last three Black Bears remained.

Early morning.

Dewdrops from the treetops fell from the sky, splashing onto Bi Fang’s forehead.

Bi Fang opened his eyes, got up and stretched his muscles, feeling refreshed. Explore more at novelbuddy

By five in the midsummer morning, the sun had already begun to rise, with a moist mist filling the forest and a refreshingly cool temperature.

Bi Fang started the live stream; it was too early, and there weren’t many viewers at this time, so he scrolled through the rankings.

Overnight, the hunting roster was short by two more Bears.