"Aweso!"
"So impressive!"
"Oh my God, this is just too incredible!"
"Look at that strong body, I really want to get into his room tonight."
On the ship’s upper deck at the bow, a large crowd of tourists had gathered, chattering noisily, huddled together and refusing to leave, bursting into cheers from ti to ti as if they were witnessing so exciting performance.
The second mate looked up at the sky. There was no magnificent sight, no aurora, no sea eagles, and nearby there were no massive glaciers or polar bears—everything was the sa as usual. What could these people be crowding at the bow to see?
Inside, it was spring all year round, but outside it was negative thirty degrees—not to ntion the strong wind. If there wasn’t any beautiful scenery to see, there was no way tourists would be out on the upper deck.
So sailors had even mixed into the crowd, behaving just like everyone else. Seeing a familiar crew mber, the second mate grasped the sailor’s shoulder and pulled him aside to ask,
"What are you all watching? What’s all the excitent about?"
The sailor, annoyed at being abruptly pulled out, imdiately composed himself when he saw it was the second mate and exclaid excitedly, "It’s Mr. Fang. He’s standing at the bow. My goodness, it’s really just too incredible!"
What’s so incredible about standing at the bow, could it be that he is peeing upside down?
The second mate was quite puzzled. As his grip relaxed slightly, the sailor he had pulled out slipped away and squeezed back into the crowd, and then, even louder cheers erupted.
The second mate couldn’t contain his curiosity and squeezed his way in too. When he saw the familiar figure on the railing, he was struck dumb!
"My Lord, he’s actually upside down!"
The rising sun bathed the deck in light, making people squint their eyes. There, on the tal railing at the bow, a young man was indeed doing a handstand!
That’s right, a handstand!
The second mate rubbed his eyes, fearing he was hallucinating, but no matter how much he rubbed them, the scene before him remained the sa, unchanged. It was Bi Fang who was gripping the railing with his bare hands!
Bi Fang had used just his hands to grip the tal railing, supporting his entire body, doing a handstand on the narrow railing!
Of course, he wore thin gloves, or else his hands would freeze to the railing, tearing off a layer of skin and flesh.
The tourists had cleared half a ter in radius, forming a tight half-circle at the bow, all flashlights and video recording; there were even shouts from those who were live streaming.
How did he do that?
The second mate was baffled. If this were in a park gripping the railing to do a handstand, it wouldn’t be all that unusual. Many street fitness experts could easily do it, but this is the Thesus!
A cruise ship that was in motion!
To be able to stand so steadily at the most unstable part of the ship, the control of balance and core strength was indeed quite alarming.
If one were to fall off accidentally, that could be lethal!
Not to ntion this was the Arctic Ocean; falling into the sea would cause the skin’s surface temperature to plumt dramatically, making a person involuntarily gasp for air, swallow seawater, and sink due to the "cold shock response."
As a survival master, Bi Fang had perford Arctic swimming in the cold winter more than once during live streams.
But beyond that, there were also risks of being struck and killed by the ship or even getting sucked into the propellers.
Anyone with even a slight understanding of shipping knows that when sailing, having two ships too close together is an absolute taboo.
The reason is that when two ships are too close, a situation arises where the water pressure between them is lower, while the pressure from the external water flow is greater, causing the ships to be "pushed" into colliding with each other.
In such a situation, if a sailor were to fall overboard, he would be carried by the water flow generated by the moving ship and crash into it, a force so imnse it’s almost irresistible by human strength.
Once a person crashes into the ship, there are only two possible outcos: either they are dashed against the prow and shattered to pieces, or they are drawn into the vortex of the ship’s propellers.
If the latter were to happen, it would truly be more horrifying than falling from an airplane because, at least with an airplane, you can shovel up the body, but if soone is sucked into the propeller vortex, they won’t even leave a body behind.
After all, the Thesus was a huge ship nearly 150 ters long with a gross tonnage exceeding 30,000 tons...
Too terrifying.
The second mate pursed his lips, his pupils reflecting Bi Fang’s movents, and his heart clenched, pounding heavily.
If it were anyone else performing such dangerous stunts, the second mate believed they would have already been scolded and berated by the crew. If they encountered soone with a fiery temper, it might even co to blows, but if it was Bi Fang, it inexplicably made people want to see if sothing unbelievable would happen.
Bi Fang perched on the railing did not stop there.
The second mate squeezed forward a bit, peering through the crowded group of people to see Bi Fang release his right hand, maintaining balance in a bizarre posture with only one hand in a handstand, and then, the second mate’s pupils slowly tightened as he saw Bi Fang slowly release his left hand too, turning his fist into a palm, and support himself with a single palm on the railing.
He seed to still have strength to spare, as he did not strain too much to cause heavy breathing; he was very calm and highly confident.
It was this confidence that allowed the onlookers to keep watching.
The Thesus cleaved the waves in the ice-filled Arctic Ocean, constantly undulating. Bi Fang’s body adjusted its center of gravity with the undulating bow, moving in harmony.
After using the Balance Enhancent Coupon, Bi Fang stacked up the chocolate beans on the table as his first task.
Will Cutbill from Yangguo Solihaer once set a new Guinness World Record by stacking five M&M chocolate beans, and Bi Fang thought that after the enhancent by the System, he should easily be able to manage this feat.
But when Bi Fang thought he could easily stack seven and break the world record, reality hit him hard.
Forget seven; he ssed up even stacking four on nurous occasions, and only succeeded once with five.
It only goes to show that the enhancent to balance provided by the System did not include this type of stacking ga, only applicable to one’s own body, or to put it another way, such gas simply were not under the jurisdiction of balance.
But to what extent had his own sense of balance been enhanced was hard to gauge.
It wasn’t until Bi Fang was preparing to go out for a al and saw the heaving bow of the ship that he had a whim and the current scene unfolded.
His field of vision was split in two: one half was the tumultuous ocean, and the other half was the deck stretching out before him. Standing atop it, Bi Fang felt not a trace of fear or nervousness in his heart, but imnse excitent instead.
It’s like no one would be nervous about their ability to hold a coffee cup; that would be strange.
Holding a cup is simple, isn’t it? Why would you be nervous about that?
Only infants might tremble and beco emotionally disturbed because they don’t have the strength to hold on.
Only after standing on his hands for too long and feeling his blood rush to his head did Bi Fang start to feel slightly uncomfortable. He re-grasped with both hands and gently let his body fall toward the deck, landing on his feet amongst the admiring gazes of the people.
"Cool!"
The crowd exclaid in admiration.
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