Chapter 110 Signal Light
The moment Bifang crawled out of the quicksand, he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, inhaling every breath deep into his lungs.
Oxygen flows through the blood throughout the body, quickly relieving Bifang's fatigue and pain.
An extremely refreshing energy surged up, as if a master of internal martial arts had exploded the power of his dantian, or as if he had just eaten a bowl of hot and spicy tofu pudding.
Smooth and flowing!
Needless to say, in the live broadcast room, there was another shower of gifts.
This is also the biggest difference between Bifang and other anchors.
While other anchors were dancing hard, many viewers just wanted to get something for free and sneered at the anchors' behavior of asking for gifts. However, when they saw what Bifang did, they really admired her from the bottom of their hearts.
People with abilities always find it easier to win respect from others.
He deserves it!
"Do you understand?" The tall man in the quicksand asked Du Chuan with a stiff neck.
"Probably...right?" Du Chuan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.
He looked up at the edge about ten meters away, then looked at the car next to him. He felt that it was not realistic to escape directly, so he might as well go to the roof of the car and wait for rescue.
Ten minutes later.
The weather has turned black and red.
The evening breeze brought a little chill.
Du Chuan was sweating profusely. He pulled the car door and tried to pull himself out of the quicksand gently.
When he finally managed to stick most of his body over the hood, he pushed hard against the hood, trying to break free, but the resistance on his feet was too great, his hands slipped, and he slid into the quicksand again.
Bifang smiled at the few people who were still struggling and made comments from time to time. Seeing that the man with glasses had failed, he certainly would not miss this opportunity.
"You see, the guy with glasses was actually in a hurry. He should have put one foot up first, but he was too eager for quick success and wanted to go up all the way. As a result, he couldn't hold on and fell down again. It was a waste of effort."
[Hahaha, I feel like a pig wallowing in the mud.]
[Obvious contrast, flustered]
【Best effort】
[He is anxious, anxious, anxious. 】
[It feels good, it feels good, I suddenly feel that they are not so annoying. 】
"In fact, the best way to escape is to take precautions and avoid getting into danger. When we feel our feet are stuck, we should immediately step back a few steps to avoid falling into quicksand."
"It usually takes about a minute for the mud to turn into a mixture of liquid water and mud, so escaping in time before that is the best strategy to escape quicksand."
"That's why I like to prepare a walking stick. In fact, a walking stick is also very useful in quicksand."
Looking at the embarrassed people, Bifang decided to explain some key points to the audience.
"If I had a walking stick, I could have placed it horizontally on the quicksand and put it under my back."
"Within a minute or two of doing this, our body will achieve balance and stop sinking. At this time, put the cane under the buttocks so that the buttocks will no longer sink. Then gently pull out one leg, and then the other leg."
"This way of getting out of trouble will save a lot of effort compared to the way I just did. Unfortunately, it's too desolate here. There's not even a tree to be found, so I can't demonstrate it to you."
Bifang's tone was not without regret. It was hard to imagine how important a handy wooden stick was for people who had no experience in the outdoors. He had already turned the stick into a meme and needed to remind himself of it all the time.
Having experienced the era in his previous life when traffic was king, Bifang is well aware of the power of memes, so he has been creating this concept.
From the tree stick, to the fixed words at the beginning of each show, and the advice not to be afraid and run away when encountering wild beasts, these will become his important personal labels and will be remembered for a lifetime.
When he is in his seventies or eighties and his young successors challenge the wilderness again and again, the audience in front of the screen will naturally recall this dialogue and think of him as the first person to survive in the wilderness.
This is a memory that will never be erased.
[Awesome! The artifact will definitely be late, but it will never disappear! ]
[Tree Stick: I didn’t expect that after almost ten chapters, I would still have a chance to appear? ]
Netizens also thought that the desert tree stick joke would not appear this time, but they did not expect it to be avoided, and they all started to make fun of it.
When it comes to making memes, they are professionals.
But soon, a dense barrage of bullets blocked Bifang's vision.
[Wait, shit, did that guy over there climb up? ]
[Damn, it's true, tall people are very strong! ]
The comments from netizens reminded Bifang, and when he looked up again, he found that the tallest of the four had climbed out of the quicksand and stood on the roof of the car.
With the first one, it meant that there was someone to help. Du Chuan and Pan Wei immediately felt a lot more relaxed and stretched out their hands to let the tall man pull them.
As a result, Bifang's words made the tall man freeze.
"Everyone, please be careful. It is actually very dangerous to rashly reach out and pull someone out of the quicksand. As I just said, the suction force of quicksand is very strong. Unless a crane comes, it is absolutely impossible to pull someone out by human power, and it is easy to be dragged into the water."
The tall man stretched out his hand and made a circle very naturally. He scratched his head almost flawlessly and said sorry.
Damn it!
Du Chuan's face turned green.
I had no choice but to continue struggling in the sea of sand with Pan Wei.
Finally, after more than ten minutes, the two stood on the roof again.
The moment he escaped, Du Chuan raised his head and gasped for breath, smiling. But the next moment, Bifang's voice rang out again, almost breaking his defense.
Damn, this guy is such a jinx.
The jeep was rented and now it's gone. I'm afraid I'll have to lose all the money I earned today. It's all in vain.
Shit!
"You are lucky. Because of what happened last time, I specially asked the helicopter to record the landing location this time. If someone in your live broadcast room calls for help, if there is no sandstorm, I am afraid it will arrive in an hour or two."
"Of course, if not, then you're on your own. You should know that it's very cold here at night."
Seeing that they were safe, Bifang turned around, waved to them with his back, climbed up the sand dune and left.
He felt good, but those mocking words kept echoing in the ears of Du Chuan and others.
Several people were completely trapped in the middle of the quicksand and it was impossible for them to get out on their own.
[Too awesome, this move of Fang Shen is like shrimp and pig heart! ]
【I can’t wait. 】
[Pete is not a fool and gives the anchor a rocket*1. - I feel that Brother Fang is still too cheap for them]
[Lin Chang presented the anchor with a spaceship *1.0—Little brother, you are too young to understand the ins and outs of this. This is in front of the camera.]
"Little brother..." Wang Xiaocong was depressed when he heard this name, but he was still very angry, "I always feel that those grandsons got the advantage."
"No way, this is the limit of what we can do during a live broadcast." Kong Chao was very calm, "Brother Fang is still very smart, he understands the rules of the game very well, he is almost a top player, he can control himself, unlike you who are simple-minded, a rookie."
"???"
Although Wang Xiaocong was accustomed to Kong Chao's daily ridicule, he still typed three question marks.
"What do you mean?"
"Literally."
"Grass!"
…
In quicksand.
On the hood of the jeep.
"Do you want to smoke, Brother Du?" Pan Wei handed over a cigarette covered in mud and said carefully.
"You can't even hold your fucking cell phone, so why are you holding the cigarette box so tightly?" Du Chuan almost went crazy when he saw Pan Wei.
If my phone hadn’t fallen into the quicksand just now, I could have earned at least hundreds of thousands!
Now, my cell phone is gone and I can’t even call for help!
Pan Wei's hands trembled after being scolded, and he almost dropped the cigarette. Du Chuan rolled his eyes and snatched the cigarette and lighter.
"Alright, alright, get out of here. I get angry just by looking at you! You are a jerk that can never do anything good, but always makes things worse."
Pan Wei nodded repeatedly and ran to the roof of the jeep.
"Aren't you going to save the fat man?" The tall man glanced at the fat man who was still stuck in the quicksand and asked.
"What's the use of saving him? His butt is so big that he can't even sink. What's the point of saving him?" Du Chuan lit a cigarette and waved his hands impatiently.
Seeing this, the tall guy didn't mention it again.
A cold wind blew and he shrank back, not knowing how to get through this.
But no one noticed that the fat man who had been unconscious for a long time blinked his eyes.
Um……
Where am I?
Grass.
My head hurts, and it’s so tiring to breathe.
My face hurts too. Is it swollen?
Was he beaten?
The fat man, who was in pain all over, slowly opened his eyes and suddenly felt a heaviness under his body.
Where is this?
Oh, yes, the car flipped over.
The fat man finally remembered something in a daze, but the slippery feeling under him made him uncomfortable. He pulled out one hand with all his strength, grabbed some things at random, put them under his nose and smelled them, and an unpleasant smell hit him in the face.
There's a strong smell of gasoline. Is the tank leaking?
This is, is...
quicksand!
The fat man, who finally remembered what happened, shuddered and began to struggle violently, but the quicksand soaked in gasoline was stickier than before. When he moved, the sand around him all "liquefied", and the car began to become unstable.
Such a loud noise also attracted Du Chuan's attention. He threw away the burning cigarette and was about to tell the fat man not to move.
Unexpectedly , this action was seen clearly by the fat man who turned around to call for help. His pupils shrank sharply and his heart beat like crazy!
There is an endless sea of sand, a figure swaying on the jeep, and the Milky Way stretching across the sky above.
On the sea level of the distant sand sea, a huge white moon was rising slowly behind the jeep, and the craters on the moon were clearly visible.
The moonlight splashed down like the tide approaching the shore.
The sound of the tide swept over, and the red light was particularly clear under the sand curtain, just like...
Death's signal light.
