The main structure was completed, and Bi Fang made so minor repairs, digging a tunnel as an entrance and exit so that the cold air would sink below the lying position.
“The entrance and exit must be as small as possible, just enough to crawl through. You can also use the snow dug out from inside the shelter to build a windbreak wall at the exit, which will minimize the drafts coming in through the entrance.”
“Big brother, that’s freaking aweso!”
Hu Hao was sowhat excited; he had heard of the Inuit people constructing similar buildings but had never seen it with his own eyes, let alone lived in one. He imdiately couldn’t wait to crawl in.
[Hahaha, Big Beard is really curious.]
[Normal, whenever it snows here, I also want to try making one; it feels more thrilling than pitching a tent in the wild.]
[Watching Master Fang’s live streams, I always learn so much. It seems useful not just for wilderness survival but also for trying out with friends for fun.] [Do you want to do it with friends? You just want to show off! You’re shaless!]
[I admit it, I just want to perform miracles in front of others, am I proud of that?]
[Speaking of which, four n, one woman, are you all going to sleep together?]
[The sister looks pretty; Master Fang struck it big this ti!]
[Damn, can you still joke about this when life is on the line? You’re thinking about this now? You’ve definitely overeaten.]
Watching Bi Fang build a warm place to shelter from the severe cold, the audience diverted their attention from the previous sadness and tension, and the serious barrage of comnts took a lighter turn again.
“Alright, you guys go to sleep inside; there’s enough room. I’ll take the first watch, then Zheng Tianfang will take over, followed by Hu Hao. You two, just have a good rest for the night.”
Bi Fang patted the snow off himself and simply arranged the night watch tasks, taking care of the injured Wu Mingtao and the female comrade, leaving the rest to Zheng Tianfang and the others without any objections.
After all, the three of them were in the best condition and could still hold on.
Just as Bi Fang was about to end the live stream, he faced stronger opposition from the audience than ever before.
[Don’t, don’t; just keep it on. If sothing happens, maybe we’ll notice and warn you first!]
[Damn, what kind of doom and gloom talk is that from the guy above? Spit it out!]
[That’s so ominous, just like my grandma.]
[I really don’t want to miss out on this live stream, even if it just stays on with no one around. We still want to keep an eye on it.]
[Lord Mu donates a Spaceship*! to the strear—seriously, big brother, I really don’t want to miss a single second this ti!]
Seeing that even Lord Mu had spoken up, Bi Fang really couldn’t refuse anymore.
The other party had been following his stream since his first live broadcast, never missing a day. Lord Mu wasn’t just so idle rich second-generation but a bona fide company CEO. For such a person to take ti out every day to watch his live streams, and to be so generous, was quite rare.
It was evident that the other party truly wanted to be his friend, and this was the first ti he had requested not to end the stream.
“Alright, in light of Lord Mu’s regard, I won’t end the stream this ti. But first, I need to switch out the battery to prevent the drone from running out of power.”
Bi Fang turned the drone’s cara away from himself and briefly ended the live stream, reopening it very quickly.
The need to change the drone’s battery was a ruse; since obtaining the drone, Bi Fang had never seen it require any replenishnt of energy, but he certainly couldn’t let the audience know that.
In the past, he could claim he changed it at night, but that excuse wouldn’t work with a continuous stream. Bi Fang was a man who paid attention to detail.
With the live stream back on, Bi Fang placed it in a suitable corner outside the snow shelter, so it could record throughout the night.
Seeing this, the audience was finally satisfied. Today’s live stream was unprecedented, and they didn’t want to miss a mont of it.
However, this put Wang Yongbo in a tough spot. When the platform had to shut down a strear, it would first perform an internal review which, if the issue escalated, could lead to police intervention. As vice president, he had managed to block the initial attempt, and was currently striving hard against the second.
The live stream was special this ti around; it wasn’t deliberately grueso, and the purpose was positively charged, involving rescue efforts. No one could argue against its rit, especially since there was a slim chance that one could ascertain the location through the live footage. Although this probability was slim, it could not be denied as a possibility.
Eventually, through persuasive efforts and with a little help from an expert, he managed to halt the second wave of shutdowns, ensuring the preservation of Bi Fang’s live stream.
Slumped on the couch, Wang Yongbo glanced at the blizzard-ravaged live broadcast and silently prayed for Bi Fang’s safe return. All he could do was to make sure she had nothing to worry about back ho…
In the middle of the night, when Bi Fang was halfway through her watch, she approached the snow-covered shelter and suddenly realized that none of the people inside were asleep. They were all just sitting there, quietly enduring. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” Bi Fang was sowhat displeased. A person’s energy is limited, and proper rest is necessary. Without it, surviving the following days would be much more difficult.
“How could anyone sleep?” Zheng Tianfang smiled wryly. Now, when he closed his eyes, he could almost see his companions’ lifeless pupils, as if silently narrating so unspeakable tale.
Bi Fang sighed. Indeed, for soone’s first ti experiencing such a situation, insomnia was quite normal.
In fact, most of the ti, people’s worries stem from overthinking and negative speculation about a situation, rather than being trapped by the facts. You are trapped by “your own thoughts.”
Like now, Zheng Tianfang was undoubtedly troubled by the possibility of a wolf attack, by the thought that they might not be able to make it out, but, in reality, none of these things had happened yet.
“Stop imagining, live in the mont, believe in the positive, and you will be freed from most of your troubles.”
Hearing this advice, Zheng Tianfang seed contemplative. Finally, Bi Fang patted his shoulder, encouraging him to rest so more.
“Try to get so rest soon. It will be your turn to keep watch before long, and you cannot afford to be sleepy. Plus, we need to set off early tomorrow, so don’t hold us back.”
“Understood!”
Seeing him nod and return to lie down in the shelter, Bi Fang then continued to warm herself by the fire.
Another hour passed before Zheng Tianfang ca out on his own.
“What’s wrong, you couldn’t rest?”
“No, I slept for a while.” Zheng Tianfang shook his head. “You go rest. I’ll take over from here.”
Bi Fang watched him for a mont before nodding in agreent.
“Rember not to stray too far, not even beyond five ters for a bathroom break! And definitely don’t get distracted!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t fall asleep,” assured Zheng Tianfang, patting Bi Fang’s arm to put her at ease.
Bi Fang then crawled into the tunnel, felt the warmth of the shelter, and soon fell into a deep slumber.
In the brightly lit living room, Lin Zhengnan paced back and forth.
The empty living room echoed with the sound of dress shoes tapping against the floor, while the largest television in the center played Bi Fang’s live broadcast!
This scene had been going on for half an hour.
Lin Zhengnan had put in a lot of effort to ensure the broadcast remained uninterrupted.
“I knew it, I just knew it! 1 shouldn’t have let her go for an internship at so geography magazine, dreams my ass! Now look, she’s nearly lost her life!” Lin Zhengnan was getting angrier by the second, his heart filled with intense worry, he felt faint.
On the other side, his oldest daughter, Lin Zhou, tried to comfort her father. Although she was also very worried about her youngest sister, there was little she could do at the mont.
Lin Zhengnan, looking at Zheng Tianfang on the screen keeping watch, suppressed his anxiety and asked, “How is it going? Is everything in order?”
“Checked out; this Wilderness Survivalist strear is indeed impressive. Last broadcast, he even fought a bear and not only survived but was virtually unhard. He also has military experience, although his records are classified at a very high level. From what we’ve seen, he’s a very reliable person.” Hurriedly arriving, Lin Chang handed a file to the old man.
Lin Zhengnan flipped through the file, then closed it, pinching the bridge of his nose, feeling an intense throbbing in his temples.
Outside, he was a giant in the dostic communication industry, but now he was just a helpless, anxious father.
“Is there any way to contact them?”
“No, they are really professional at survival…”
Lin Chang gave a bitter smile, which was a source of his headache too; all three watched the live broadcast in the living room, each massaging their temples..
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