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297 Low Temperature Burn

“Burn? Bell, are you joking?”

“Eating snow can burn you? This is the first ti I’ve heard of it.”

“No way. I grew up in the north and ate snow when I was young. I’ve never heard of anyone being burned.”

“Be careful of Bell’s new trick.”

Most of the people in the live-stream did not believe Bell.

But in fact, Bell was not talking nonsense.

Of course, so people might not understand that the wound of eating snow is similar to frostbite.

The symptoms were like being scalded by boiling water, so they were also called burns.

Seeing that the audience in the live-stream was questioning his words, Bell said.

“Actually, being burned by snow is essentially frostbite.

Because things that are too cold will cause blood flow to be blocked and accumulate, forming blisters.

The symptoms are like being scalded by boiling water.

The mouth burn I ntioned is different from ordinary burns.

It is similar to low temperature burns. It is also harmful to the skin and tissues of the human body. ”

“The temperature of the snow will be the sa as the temperature in the outside world.

In winter in China, it might not matter if we eat a small amount of snow.

But in my current environnt, I can’t do that.

Because in Siberia, even during the day, the temperature is -40 °C.

Everyone, think about it, how would it feel to have a mouthful of snow in this temperature?

I rember seeing an interesting video. A steak was cooked using dry ice.

Of course, I can’t guarantee whether it tastes good or bad.”

After Bell’s explanation, the audience in the live-stream understood.

The comnts in the live-stream were filled with praise.

In fact, a large part of the reason why many of the audience watched Bell’s live broadcast was to understand these strange things.

Although it was not common knowledge, it was indeed very interesting.

But at this mont, Bell suddenly stopped.

Bell, who had wanted to continue the conversation, swallowed his words.

Bell adjusted the cara and aid at the parachute.

The parachute was very thin. After being opened by the hot air in the shelter, it was like a small tent.

The audience in the live-stream could clearly see a huge shadow on the left side of the parachute through the cara equipnt.

This shadow was definitely not from Bell.

Because Bell was in the center of the depression, the fire could not reflect Bell’s shadow on the parachute.

Anyone with experience in camping knew that in the dark, if sothing approached the tent, it would cast a shadow on it.

In other words, there was a beast very close to his tent.

This distance might not even be one ter.

Bell could not determine the actual size of this beast through the shadow reflected on the parachute, because the shadow itself was related to the distance.

The size of the shadow could not tell anything.

For example, there might be a difference of several tis if the thing was just ten centiters away.

After careful observation, Bell realized that the shadow looked a little like a tiger or a lion.

Of course, Bell knew that it was impossible for lions to exist in Siberia.

But this information did not relax Bell.

Because if it was a tiger, the situation would only be worse.

If it was really the Siberian tiger, he would probably die tonight.

On such a cold night, the Siberian tiger still chose to co out to hunt. This ant that this Siberian tiger was already hungry to the limit and would definitely not let go of any prey.

Siberian tigers were extrely terrifying when hungry. Even if they encountered brown bears, they would not let them go.

Bell wondered what his chances of winning would be if they really fought.

But even if he counted his trump cards, Bell felt that his chances of winning were less than 30%.

The attributes of the Siberian tiger were at least 45. Even if it was weakened by his skill by 20%, it could still completely crush him in terms of physique.

Felines were more cautious. Before attacking their prey, they would usually observe for a while.

The beast outside seed to be frightened by the appearance of the parachute.

After all, such things were almost impossible to see on this icy plain.

The beast outside only stood from afar to observe.

Bell wiped his sweat and took out his dagger. At the sa ti, he quietly added so wood to the fire.

No matter what beast was outside, this fire was the key to his survival.

Once the fire was extinguished, even if the wild beasts outside did not attack, he would be killed by the cold.

“F*ck! What’s outside? This is too terrifying. It looks like it’s at least 4 ters tall.”

“Previous poster, are you retarded? Was your physics taught by a sports teacher? Haven’t you heard of refraction projection?”

“Sports teacher: What does it have to do with ?”

“F*ck, it’s here! It’s here! I didn’t wait in vain.”

“Bell, kill this thing outside. I’ll send a rocket!”

“Everyone, don’t pressure the host. Be careful. The thing outside might be very dangerous.”

Bell was in no mood to pay attention to the comnts in the live-stream.

He had to focus on the shadow.

Ti passed slowly, but the beast outside was motionless. Bell could not help but be suspicious.

The temperature outside was -60 °C. If this beast continued to stand there, it would probably freeze to death soon.

Just as Bell was thinking, the beast suddenly moved and took a few tentative steps forward.

As the beast approached, the shadow it cast on the tent gradually beca smaller. In the end, the shadow it ford was not much different from the beast’s actual size.

As the beast approached, Bell finally confird that this beast was not as long as 4 ters. It was only about 2 ters and looked muscular. The fluffy fur on its head was quite prominent.

It was also because of this that Bell felt that this thing was similar to lions.

At this mont, Bell had already confird the identity of this beast.

This was a lynx.

This was because of the short tail projected on the parachute.

Felines that could reach two ters in length were rare, especially in this cold Siberia, so by using the elimination thod, Bell quickly identified the target.

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