Chapter 056 Right Over There
If you are in the city and encounter a snowstorm, you can just hide in your home, which is warm and comfortable, but in the wilderness, facing strong winds, heavy snow and low temperatures, this is undoubtedly fatal.
The howling wind, the cold weather, the heavy snow, and even the possible avalanche all threaten Bifang's life.
Looking at Bifang who was huddled in a snow cave and still insisting on live streaming, even though the audience in front of the screen were not there, I still felt my hands and feet were cold, as if the wind and snow were hitting my face.
"If you're in a tent during a snowstorm, we always shake the tent out to prevent it from collapsing under the weight of the snow, and also make sure the snow doesn't block the vents. There cases of people suffocating to death in tents or snow caves when snow has blocked doorways and vents."
"Once you are buried alive, remember to stay calm, because the more panicked you are, the faster your heartbeat will be, which will only increase your oxygen consumption, so don't be anxious."
Bifang was lying in a snow cave holding a drone and shouting at the shaking camera.
The wind outside is too strong. Although the drone provided by the system should be able to withstand it, this is undoubtedly inexplicable. Which drone designed can withstand winds exceeding 80 kilometers per hour?
"Now, I will show you how to survive and save yourself when you are buried alive in the snow!"
Crazy!
When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Bifang's words, they all had the same thought.
It’s not that they don’t believe in Bifang, but being buried alive is too terrifying. Many people find it hard to breathe just by hearing the word.
[Fuck, is it true that being buried in the snow is so scary? ]
[That's right. I often heard about avalanches in the news before, but few people survived.]
[Don't go down, Fang Shen, it's so dangerous that you might die. ]
[Every time Fang Shen broadcasts live, he talks about a small accident. Why didn’t he learn it himself? 】
While the audience in the live broadcast room were worried, Bifang had already pushed away the snow around him and buried him completely. The flying snowflakes also accumulated quickly, and in just a moment, he was completely buried.
Suddenly, everything around was pitch black, and the drone automatically switched to night mode for filming.
[It's too claustrophobic. I'm having trouble breathing (angry).]
【I suddenly feel panicky. 】
[Everything around here is exactly the same, how can I climb out? ]
[Fuck, challenging the audience's cardiovascular endurance limit all day long, although it is not illegal, it is immoral! ]
Under the snow layer, Bifang was also pressed to the point of suffocation. Every moment, the snow on his body continued to thicken under the influence of the blizzard, as if he was covered with layer upon layer of thick quilts. Although it kept warm, it was not breathable. After a while, it became difficult for him to breathe.
Facing the camera, Bifang whispered: "You see, after being buried alive, we can't tell the direction at all. And if we are buried upside down, it will be even more difficult when the brain is congested. So, in order to tell the direction, we must use one thing, that is gravity!"
"Gravity always pulls us vertically downwards, and that's the key to our escape. When we can't tell up from down, we can use the direction of the saliva dripping to tell."
"Normally, if you are buried, it is basically pitch black and you can't see anything clearly, so a compass is useless. At this time, you just need to open your mouth and wait for saliva to flow out. If saliva flows out, then the direction in front of you is the underground direction, otherwise it is the ground direction."
As he said that, Bifang opened his mouth, but he didn't feel any liquid dripping for a long time. He knew that the direction in front of him was the right one.
Because of being pressed, Bifang's face began to turn red. Without hesitation, he started digging in front of him.
"Because the space is small, we can't stretch our bodies. At this time, we can only dig snow like swimming, hugging the snow in front of us to the back. This requires very high skills!"
Bifang moved the snow bit by bit. The intense exercise began to increase his oxygen consumption, making his breathing rapid. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not breathe in enough oxygen.
"Usually, if people buried in the snow are found within 15 minutes, the survival rate can reach 90%. This is a golden time."
"After 45 minutes, the survival rate is only 20 to 30 percent. We are actively trying to survive, so our physical strength is consumed faster. So we have to be quick, otherwise there may not be enough oxygen. Once we faint from lack of oxygen, we will never have a chance to climb out of the ground."
In the dark environment, the audience can only see Bifang throwing snow in an extremely weird posture, twisting his whole body from time to time to let the snow fill up behind him.
Fortunately, although the wind and snow covered the ground quickly, since the hole Bifang had dug before was not deep, he only dug more than one meter and felt a lot more relaxed.
Not long after, his two hands stretched out from the ground, one in front and one behind, and then slowly, his whole body drilled out completely like pulling out a carrot, and successfully escaped!
[Awesome! This is really awesome! ]
[This can't trap Fang Shen, this is what a survival master is! ]
【The name of the master is well deserved! 】
【It’s really awesome! 】
[Prince Mu gave the anchor a yacht*3—Can we go skiing in the Alps together next time? 】
[Peter Bupi presents to the anchor Dagu*66—Fang Shen, you will be my big brother from now on, dear big brother! ]
[Nanana is the spaceship I gave to the anchor*1. — I never thought that one day I would actually give a gift to another anchor, twice! ]
Bifang returned to the ground, took a deep breath, shook off the snow on his legs, lay down again, looked at the sky raging with blizzard, and smiled.
"This snow is really heavy. I estimate that it will take several hours for it to stop completely, so we have to lie down for a while. It will probably be a very boring time. Maybe you can leave and do something else first."
[Suddenly turned into a salted fish...]
[This painting style suddenly changes. 】
【In front of nature, human beings are so insignificant. 】
【When the snow stops, kick me. 】
[This is the first time I have seen a host who persuades people to leave. He is a breath of fresh air in the live broadcast industry! ]
"However, wind is a convective medium. Although we temporarily hid in the snow, most of the heat convection was blocked, reducing the rapid loss of heat, so we didn't feel cold."
"But staying in the snow for a long time without heat supplement is also very dangerous. The effect is the same as boiling a frog in warm water, forming a perceptual illusion. When you really feel cold later, your physical energy is often not enough to maintain your normal physiological and metabolic functions, and you may even be unable to walk out of the snow."
"So we have to do some activities to get the body fired up."
In the snow cave, Bifang supported himself with his hands and did push-ups, generating heat by consuming physical energy.
The wind blew the heavy snow, making a low whimper. Under the dark sky, a tiny figure was doing push-ups to warm up his body.
[It feels so eerie. ]
[Yeah, this environment looks scary. Not to mention Fang Shen is alone, isn't he scared? ]
"Haha, I'm scared for sure." Bifang laughed while panting.
"Humans are social animals after all. If you are alone in the wilderness, it is inconvenient to do anything and you will definitely worry about accidents. So when I first broadcasted, I emphasized that an optimistic attitude is very important in the process of survival."
"If you're scared, just think about your friends and family, and imagine the delicious meals and new games you'll have after you survive. But luckily, I still have you guys, and we can chat, so I'm not too lonely."
[I feel so embarrassed to leave...]
[Hahaha, me too. When I think about Fang Shen needing me, I can't bear to leave.]
[Do you need that? You are just greedy for Fangshen's live broadcast! ]
[Feast and games? It seems Fang Shen doesn’t have a girlfriend (funny)]
Just as everyone was joking, Bifang suddenly stopped, sat up in the snow, and pricked up his ears.
Just now, there seemed to be some different sounds mixed in with the howling wind.
Bifang suspected that he had heard it wrongly. He turned to look at the drone and asked, "Did you hear anything?"
[No, I didn’t hear anything]
[How can I hear it when the wind is so strong? ]
[Don't scare me, Master Fang, this wind sounds like a ghost's cry, am I timid? ]
[How is that possible? After the founding of the country, we are not allowed to become spirits. We are the successors of Marxism and we don’t believe in this.]
"But there seemed to be a sound just now, right over there."
Bifang turned his head to the side and pointed.
The north wind blew up the snow and swept across the sky.
In the dark forest, there was only the whimpering sound of the wind, as if the previous sound did not exist and was just an illusion caused by the wind.
