Chapter 339: Chapter 337: High-Altitude Bird Nest Robbing
Sunlight slanted in from the skylight, the sun gradually sinking below the horizon, a sar of blush red at the edge of the sky. The person standing on the rail spread his arms wide, and the daylight split him in two, half in light and half in shadow.
Bi Fang silently exhaled, slowly stepping out from the shadows.
Thirty ters below, Bi Fang seed incredibly minuscule, as if about to be completely engulfed by the shadows behind him. But every ti he was nearly swallowed, he took a step forward and embraced the light anew.
Light and shadow intertwined, clearly demarcated.
After a few steps, Bi Fang seed to have found the knack for walking, the mory of balance long lurking in his muscles fully awakened, like scales of a snake unfurling one by one, using instinct to replace thought, guiding him step by step forward.
One ter.
Two ters.
Three ters.
Neither hurried nor slow.
Bi Fang’s arms were spread wide, his balance like the wings of migratory birds.
Even though indoors, it felt as if a vast wind blew beneath his feet. Bi Fang gazed ahead through the brightness; at this mont, the steel factory was like a small hill conquered beneath his feet. He stood high, overlooking the world, so close to the sunset yet so far from the world of humans.
Kolo Edward stared blankly at Bi Fang in the light and shadow. With the incredible resolution, he could even see the dust dancing in the beam of light.
Only a connoisseur understands a fellow expert. As a professional high-wire walker, Kolo was well aware of the difficulty of tightrope walking at a height of thirty ters. Even he would approach it with utmost care. He had expected Bi Fang to struggle, yet he walked with such ease, fluid and carefree, like an artwork co to life.
As if treading on firm ground!
Tube, Wolf Fang’s staff, made a snap decision, posting this scene on the hopage of the official website along with a warning sign.
Not for the faint-hearted!
Yet such a warning only served to draw a flood of new viewers, and the number of people in the live stream soared once again!
The overseas channel’s audience count instantly broke through one and a half million!
Bear in mind, this was only Bi Fang’s second live broadcast for the overseas audience, his third if including the trip to Yen. Between the Discovery Channel, Bi Fang’s own legendary exploits, and Tube’s promotion, reaching over a million viewers in three broadcasts was nothing short of a tall tale for other strears.
For an ordinary strear, even an audience of fifteen thousand, just one additional decimal point, would be a rare sight for a top strear!
[Wow, so powerful, is he wearing special shoes?]
[Combat boots? Holy crap, that’s professional, aweso!]
[So cool!]
[What is he doing? The strear seems so strong, Master Fang, how co I’ve never heard of him before?]
[No way, no way. Is there really soone who plays live streams and doesn’t know Master Fang? Just got internet in your village?]
[Catching birds lol!]
[???]
At this mont, everyone’s heart trembled with Bi Fang’s footsteps; the sound echoed in the high air, the beating of hearts pounding in chests.
Just as two-thirds of the journey had been crossed, the other side within reach, the audience able to catch their breath, Bi Fang suddenly halted, reached out to point ahead, and said in a low voice.
“Look!”
Following Master Fang’s arm to look ahead, two dark figures suddenly flapped their wings and landed on the rail in view of the cara, cooing incessantly.
Pigeons!
There really are pigeons!
Master Fang’s guess was right!
Seeing the harvest within reach, Bi Fang was quite delighted, yet he didn’t act rashly.
He began to constantly adjust his center of gravity, slightly bending his legs and slowly squatting down.
His movents were very slow and careful enough.
When his center of gravity dropped below half a ter, Bi Fang firmly grasped the steel rails with both hands, his muscles tensed to support part of his body weight. This allowed his legs to relax a bit before he gradually shifted his feet and slowly dangled them on each side of the rail, straddling it as he sat down.
Only after sitting down did Bi Fang relax and explain.
“For safety’s sake, let’s not walk on the rails anymore. It’s too narrow here, and if the pigeons get startled and rush over, we could easily be disrupted. At tis like this, any slight change can trigger a chain reaction. anwhile, we can also look around to see where there might be nests.”
As he spoke, Bi Fang moved forward a bit but just as he did, his hands were covered in dust.
Even without a war, this is a place that wouldn’t be cleaned, and one can only imagine how much dust has accumulated over days and months.
Scraping it with his hand, it was almost half a finger thick.
Bi Fang felt his backside and, sure enough, it was all dusty. He laughed softly and said, “Looks like I’ll need to change my pants when I get back.”
[Is it really because of the dust that you’re changing your pants? (Dog’s head)]
[Really? I don’t believe it.]
[That’s too risqué.]
[So, is that big splotch in front of Old Fang bird poop?]
[Damn, I didn’t even notice until you said it. Is that bird poop?]
“Yes,” Bi Fang said, also looking toward a spot about two ters away on the steel rail that was clearly a different color, like a splash of white and yellow.
Undoubtedly bird droppings.
Besides that…
Bi Fang moved forward, pinching a piece of white material.
“There are also so eggshell fragnts here, a good sign. As I ntioned before, pigeons lay eggs almost every month except in winter, and wild pigeons do the sa. Under suitable conditions, they can breed up to eight tis a year, and each ti there will be two pigeon eggs.
So, if you can find an area where pigeons reside during the non-winter seasons, you’re almost certain to find bird eggs in the pigeon nests.
Right now, my position is on the factory roof, which is too narrow and not conducive to catching pigeons directly. Even setting traps wouldn’t be convenient for checking, so my initial target was pigeon eggs. It’s worth noting that eggshells are also edible.
The main component of eggshells is calcium carbonate, which can be digested by the human body to supplent calcium. Many chicks are fed crushed eggshells by farrs after they hatch. However, just because it’s digestible doesn’t an it’s easily digestible. Eating eggshells directly can be hard to digest; it’s better to grind them into powder. But for , this bit of eggshell isn’t worth collecting.”
After tossing the eggshell fragnt from high up, Bi Fang moved like a caterpillar to the edge of the rail, grabbed the glass, stood up from the rail, and ca to the wall beside the window.
The width was just half a ter, but compared to the steel rails not even wide enough for a foot, it was “spacious,” and he could even take large strides.
“Wild pigeons nest on cliff tops, and likewise their city relatives tend to build nests in high places… This should be the highest point in the factory. A fall from here would be disastrous.”
Walking along the window, Bi Fang deliberately kicked down an abandoned lamp.
From a height of over thirty ters, it took more than two seconds to fall and smashed on the ground with a loud crash, totally shattering the lamp and startling the now slightly relaxed Shuiyou once again.
“No doubt, falling from here would be a certain death. But it’s places like this where pigeons nest. Fortune favors the bold. Compared to hunting prey in the Prival Forest, we’re actually quite safe here, at least we don’t have to worry about any dangerous creatures that might compete with us for food. Hey, take a look, there’s a nest over there!”
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