Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 728 - 775: Repelling the Wolf Pack

Seeing Bi Fang manage to livestream and explain the situation while facing twenty Arctic wolves, all the viewersuldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Perhaps only Bi Fanguld achieve this feat huh?

[Somewhat Handsome]

[Indeed]

[Master Fang, teach me how to show off, I want to learn that]

In fact, Bi Fang, who stood on top of the wooden hut, had indeed gained an unbeatable position in a certain sense.

An Arctic wolf can jump two meters high from the ground, but the roof of Bi Fang’s wooden hut was sloped, and even the lowest end was over 2.2 meters high. Ordinary Arctic wolvesuldn’t jump up from a standing position and had to take a run-up, but such obvious movements were easy tounter.

In the tens of snds after Bi Fang jumped onto the roof, both sides fell into a brief standoff.

The Wolf King didn’t issue any moremmands. In the brief quiet, the jeering viewers also calmed down once again, and the atmosphere tensed up anew.

More than twenty pairs of green pupils were particularly visible against the darkness of the night, all keeping a watchful eye on Bi Fang on the roof.

The drone footage was crystal clear, and everyone felt as though they were right there, with those forty or so green spots all staring at them, fear spreading in their hearts and chilling their hands and feet.

Eventually, a low wolf howl broke the silence on the snowy plains, but the call was only halfway through when a short stick, with a dart head, was thrust onto the wolf’s head in a flash, abruptly cutting off what followed!

Bi Fang retracted his arm and switched to a snd Dart, which had no head but just the body was enough for the Wolf King to take a beating.

Just kidding, watch the Wolf King issue orders with wide eyes?

Bi Fang wasn’t stupid.

The distance was only five or six meters, and Bi Fang’s throwing precision was terrifying. The first Dart had hit the wolf’s head directly; the fact that it didn’t crack the skull on the spot was proof of an iron head andpper body.

With themmands of the Wolf King interrupted, the rest of the Arctic wolves became restless, and some even took a running start to attack, sadly, wolves leaving the ground were merely targets.

Bi Fang held a long stick in his hand, and with his superior nerve reflexes and dynamic vision, it was very easy for him to accurately hit the Arctic wolves leaping in mid-air, knocking them back to the ground with each strike.

The injuries inflicted might not have been serious, and the Arctic wolves that fell to the grounduld catch their breath andme back up again. However, after a few rounds, the pack started to fear.

The roof had a limited area, and the other side was too high, so these wolves almost instinctively chose the lower side to charge. But due to the limited space, it was nearly impossible for too many to advance at once, it was like sending them in one by one.

After Bi Fang had broken the third stick, the frequency of the wolves’ attacks dropped sharply, just when everyone thought that these Arctic wolves were about to retreat, Bi Fang sensed something was amiss. Scanning the wolves below, the biggest one had seemingly vanished without trace.

Where was the Wolf King?

Just when everyone thought that the Wolf King had disappeared and the pack would retreat, Bi Fang suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back and, instinctively, he flipped the long stick, his arm tracing an arc, and he smashed down hard behind him!

Crack!

The fourth stick broke, and the head of the Wolf King was hit so hard it twisted!

The audience once again felt an empathetic headache.

Except for the first one, the snd and thirduld be said to have broken after several attacks, only the first and fourth were snapped immediately upon use. The wolf that was hit with the previously broken stick was still lying on the ground, whether alive or dead unknown.

But unexpectedly, this Wolf King that was just hit off-kilter didn’t lose its fighting capacity.

Worthy of the title of Wolf King!

Bi Fang’s heart skipped a beat in shock as he looked at the broken wooden spike; the wolf before him was much larger than the average Arctic wolf and had a much thicker skin and flesh. To his surprise, his blow seemed to have no effect on the beast.

This, however, was where Bi Fang’s assumption went astray—he was not against the Wolf King, nor did he know what was going through the mind of the Wolf King at the moment, which was almost a mushy mess, taking quite a while to react.

But this was an opportunity!

All the wolves had been brought down by a single swing of Bi Fang’s stick, buying the Wolf King some time!

Seizing the chance, another wolf quickly sprinted across the snowy ground and leapt up. Bi Fang felt a premonition and had already sensed the iming attack, heaving a silent sigh.

The hunting wisdom of the wolf pack was almost indistinguishable from that of humans.

While marveling in his mind, his hands didn’t cease to move. He drew out the fifth long stick and directly knocked down the leaping Arctic wolf, and with the other end swiftly picked off the still dazed Wolf King.

If the Wolf King had truly held on, he might have indeed turned the tide. Facing two large wolves abruptly on the narrow rooftop, followed by the relentless onslaught of the pack, might have thrown Bi Fang into disarray.

However, the Wolf King overestimated himself and underestimated the power of Bi Fang’s stick—a single strike not only failed to hold him but also left him rigid.

It’s just that sneaking attacks had little effect on Bi Fang.

Seeing how easily Bi Fang dealt with the Wolf King’s ambush, the audience was once again thrilled.

[This is freaking like using a "Dog Beating Stick"!]

[Damn, that’s so badass]

[Gotta say, it does have the flair of a Beggars’ Sect leader]

After the defeat of the Wolf King, the victory of the battle was clear. Sure enough, by the time the fallen Wolf King finally rvered, and looked up at Bi Fang above it, it let out a howl, and all the Arctic wolves chose to back down.

They were already full, no point in fighting to the death.

A few minutes later, the pack gathered together. The lead Wolf King gave Bi Fang one final glance before disappearing into the snowstorm without looking back.

Bi Fang let out a long sigh of relief and sat on the rooftop, using the long stick in his hand to poke away the sticks barring the door. The eager dogs burst forth, barking wildly in the direction where the wolves had vanished.

"Enough, if you really went up, you’d pee yourself in fright."

Bi Fang tapped Goudan, who was barking the loudest with his stick, finally enjoying some peace and quiet around his ears.

Damn, it’s finally over.

The process seemed uneventful, but only Bi Fang knew how risky it had been—fighting wild beasts wasmpletely different from brawling with humans.

There was nommunication; any slight mistakeuld lead to death, and the bloodthirsty pack would latch onto your wounds, tearing them open until the blood flowed like a river.

When dealing with wild beasts, one needed a highlyncentrated focus, and what followed an end was an endless fatigue, feelingmpletely spent.

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Bi Fang slumped over the eaves, his body, having been in fierce activity, quickly feltol and his head felt muzzy after the brief heat.

So exhausted, each fight felt like finishing an entire book of ’Five-Three simulations’, and it was mathematics, leaving his brain amplete mush, and all his muscles without any energy.

The audience was unaware of just how bad Bi Fang’sndition was after the fact; they only knew that Bi Fang had dealt with the Arctic wolf pack!

[Master Fang is awesome!]

The Thesus Adventure wasn’t largempared to other ships, but at over seventy meters in length, the gap it left from rolling over the ice cap was much bigger than what a dozen peopleuld dig out in hours of strenuous work!

For the gray whale trapped in the small ice cave, reaching the shipping lane felt like sudden wealth. Its cramped space instantly became exceptionally wide.

Breathing was also much easier. The gray whales used to have to bob up and down the vertical distance of the ice cave, poking their entire heads out just to get a short breath.

Now, they just needed to rise briefly in the horizontal direction and expose their blowholes to breathe deeply, which was extremely satisfying, almost no different from being back in the open sea.

The only thing to be cautious of was to keep the whales from getting too close to the stern of the ship, as it might cause injury.

For this reason, Captain Harvey had arranged for several sailors to stay at the stern. If a gray whale approached within a safe distance, they needed to use sound waves to drive it away.

Some tourists tried tome up to the upper deck to watch and take photos, but they were mostly dispersed by the first mate, leaving only a few passengers to stand firm with the help of sailors, each group only allowed to stay for ten minutes.

Those who hadn’t had their turn yetuld only squeeze their faces into the narrow portholes, staring at the unchanged ice cap and trying to catch a glimpse of the gray whales at the back of the ship, but it was all in vain.

The few tourists standing on the upper deck without exception took out their phones, and the sound of camera shutters was incessant.

Under the crystal-clear starry sky, the ice cap shone with a faint gray light, highlighting the dark shipping lane. Three huge gray whales surfaced one after the other, and the passengers took the opportunity to snap photos and post them on their personal aunts.

At this moment, all two hundred tourists on board became social influencers. With just a few scattered photos capturing the gray whales, they received a torrent of likes andmments.

"So envious, to bme friends with a whale, this is definitely the most thrilling adventure of a lifetime!"

"A few hundred US Dollars for a ticket, and I’m saying, even if this tripst a thousand or even tens of thousands, it would still sell out!"

"Oh my God, if I had known the trip would be this incredible, I would never have changed my ticket!"

"Changed your ticket, buddy? No way is it what I’m thinking, right?"

"Yep, it’s exactly what you’re thinking. (Shows the refund rrd of the Ti Xisi ticket) I was planning to go on vacation, but then, due to sudden workmmitments, I had to cancel the trip."

"Your boss should be hanged."

"Agreed."

Almost everyone expressed their envy. Watching their likesntinually rise, they all felt a surge of satisfaction.

The negative feelings some had earlier did indeed vanish amidst the envy, turning into laughter and joyful chatter.

If there are more such wonderful things, please let it happen again!

"Be careful with the bumps, don’t get too close to the railings!"

The sailors had to warn passengers trying to get near the railings. At a height of 1.4 meters, it wasn’t too likely for an average adult to fall over, but a phoneuld.

Just now, one passenger got too close to the railing, and when the Thesus hit the ice and jostled too much, their hand shook, and the phone fell into the vast ocean, disappearing and turning into a piece of marine debris.

Having already issued warnings and entreaties, the passengeruldn’t blame anyone anduld only return to their room to sulk.

[So envious Iuld cry, I want to be part of such an event too.]

[Damn, got lucky as hell. When I go on vacation, it’s all crowded with people everywhere, just a sea of big butts, why don’t I ever get this lucky?]

[If I had gone, Iuld brag about this for three years.]

[That’s an understatement, at least youuld tell your grandchildren.]

[Great-grandchildren aren’t out of the question either]

A large number of people were immersed in regret, wishing they had bought the same ticket before Bi Fang set off, and now they might be able to rescue the Gray Whale with their idol.

Not to mention that there was also an opportunity in between because the Thesus had returned to port once. Even without getting advance notice, following it later would have still given them a chance to meet up.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.

Life cannot be restarted.

Bi Fang didn’t board the Thesus; he watched the ship move slowly from a hundred meters away. The half of the reindeer that he had roasted in the morning was left over—much was sent into the kitchen of the ship. Though inappropriate, it was a gesture of gratitude to the people on board.

Captain Harvey also received amplete reindeer’s head from Bi Fang. Because they were unable to preserve it in time, only the pale bones remained, giving off a fierce and savage look that added an air of dominance and wildness.

Harvey was very pleased with the gift and hung it in the center of the captain’s room, for anyone who entered to see at first glance.

By now it was three in the morning. Though most people aboard the Thesus were quite spirited—even excited—for Bi Fang, it was already quite tiring.

Bi Fang spread out the Musk Ox Skin, preparing to rough it here for the night. The six sled dogs all huddled close, sitting around. There was no need to dig a hole; simply building a wall of snow to block the wind and snow was enough.

He slept until noon.

The Thesus was no longer in sight, indicating that they were making good progress.

After tidying up a bit, Bi Fang had some breakfast and noticed that the Thesus was only two miles from the shore—perhaps ituld return to the sea by dawn today!

Bi Fang’s guess was spot on. At two o’clock in the morning, under the starry sky, rare Purple Northern Lights appeared. Along with the finalllision, the shipping lanennected with the ocean, and several pieces of broken white ice floated onto the sea,mpletely clearing the passage.

Everyone watched the sea surface with bated breath.

Until the last moment, no one knew the final oume.

After a moment of silence, every personuld hear their heartbeat in their ears.

Just then, a whale leaped out of the water.

With a body length of over fifteen meters and weighing over thirty tons, the huge creature soared into the air, paused for a moment, then fell back along the same path, violently breaking open the surface of the water.

The scene was so stunning, like a slow-motion shot in a movie. After the first one came the snd, the third, the fourth—no, they kept jumping in cycles, leaping again and again.

Their massive bodies burst seven or eight meters out of the water, almost as high as a three-story building!

A big splash of water mist rose, blurring thelorful light.

The ethereal sound of whale song echoed over the earth, particularly melodious.

It was an outpouring of emotion after being trapped for so long, and also a joyous celebration of returning to the ocean.

Whether it was the millions of viewers in front of the screen or the sailors and passengers standing on the upper deck, they had never felt the emotionsntained in an animal’s call so clearly. They were rendered motionless for a moment.

The dazzling Northern Lights, the "midnight sun" shining over the ice fields, the wonderful moment of the whales reaching the sea, the speed and passion of dog sledding.

While people are busy bustling around in high-rise buildings, perhaps whales are surging out of the water near Greenland at the same time...

Tourists pressed their shutters, capturing this moment forever.