Chapter 229 Never lose even once!
The world was as dark as ink, with occasional flashes of lightning zigzagging towards the sea.
The visibility above the sea was extremely poor. It was completely white and unclear beyond a dozen meters. The raindrops were so dense that they seemed to smash each other into pieces in the air, and the raindrops fell into the sea in foam.
Even though the drone can still work stably in a level 7 gale, at this moment it is necessary to get closer to see the specific condition of the life raft.
The sea conditions have officially reached level six, with wind speeds of level seven. Five-meter-high waves can be seen everywhere, and the ocean is surging like a rolling earth dragon. Under the black sea, only the orange-yellow life raft is struggling, like a small animal trying desperately to escape from a snake's mouth.
The raindrops hit the life raft, as if covering it with a layer of light.
There was rain in the sky and on the ground, and beyond the rain was endless darkness. Under the raft was the ocean that was a hundred meters deep, and there were transparent water curtains on all sides, as if all the rain in the world had gathered in this space, with the rain streams closely arranged without any gaps.
The spray on the crest of the wave cut off by the wind began to stretch into strips along the slope of the wave, and sometimes the crest of the wave appeared in the shape of a long wave of a storm wave. The edge even began to break into flying flakes, which broke into pieces in mid-air and were blown into invisible and colorless steam by the strong wind.
Bifang's arms felt extremely sore. He couldn't remember which wave it was or how long he had lasted.
Every wave he passed consumed his strength and energy. If his physical strength had not been increased to 15 points and his recovery ability had not increased as well, he might have given up long ago and completely left his fate to God.
The will to survive is like a coal mine. Once it is ignited, it is difficult to extinguish.
Come on!
Countless viewers prayed and cheered for Bifang in front of the screen.
There are familiar friends and loyal audiences. Every time a wave hits, it is the extreme relaxation of the tension of life and the perfect embodiment of the human will to survive.
Milani stared at the surging waves with his mouth wide open, unable to believe that this scene could actually be real. This was the most ferocious side of the sea, with dark clouds, howling winds, and huge waves that suddenly rose up like towering mountains and then suddenly broke.
The Chinese are so amazing!
It's even better than his Dai Dia! He is her idol now!
Milani stretched out her little hand and poked the big man next to her: "Daidian, are you as good as him?"
Mu Jialun touched his daughter's head and looked at the huge waves on TV. Although he was still frightened, he still smiled and nodded: "Of course, you are the best!"
Milani puffed up her cheeks, her tone full of doubt: "Really?"
"certainly."
"I don't believe it."
Where did this girl learn this set of rhetoric? It almost choked him to death.
Mu Jialun's expression froze, and he looked indescribably embarrassed, but he still insisted: "Of course it's true, would I lie to you?"
Milani pointed at the TV and said, "Then why don't you try rafting too!"
Mugalen was really embarrassed this time. He looked up at the life raft struggling in the waves, and felt admiration for it, but not completely convinced.
In his opinion, what Bifang did had nothing to do with strength, but was about playing with his life!
As for the actual level, it’s hard to say.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Bifang has no strength. It definitely has strength, and it's not bad. It can fight in the waves for dozens of minutes. This physical strength alone is enough to surpass most people. Otherwise, it would not have accumulated a group of loyal fans.
It's just that this is the world's number one title...
Mugalen had heard of this recently famous adventurer and recognized his achievements, but if he was the best in the world as his fans said, that would be too exaggerated. At least he felt that he was not bad.
Mugaren originally belonged to the British Scottish Deer Hunter Special Forces, a legendary force with a long history .
Since Scotland has been dominated by animal husbandry since ancient times and there are many wild animals, many extremely skilled hunters were born. As poaching became rampant, these hunters formed a special force under official leadership, namely deer hunters.
Without exception, all those who can join the deer hunting team are top hunters, have received professional military training, have a long family heritage, are proficient in many unknown wilderness survival skills, and have excellent marksmanship. They are regarded as the father of modern military snipers.
These deeds are enough to show how terrifying deer hunters are!
Mugalen is 36 years old now and just retired last year. He is at the peak of his experience and physical fitness. Three generations of his family are hunting experts. It is absolutely impossible for him to agree that a 25-year-old "young boy" who is 10 years younger than him is the best in the world.
"Look, you don't dare!"
Milani's laughter brought Mu Jialun back to reality. Seeing his daughter's provocation, Mu Jialun couldn't help but get angry: "Why are you so afraid?"
"Then can you prove it to me?"
"How do you prove it?"
“You should also participate in this show!”
Following his daughter's arm, Mugalun looked at the TV, on which Bifang was still struggling in the storm. Seeing this scene, Mugalun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Joining the show?
Mugalen stroked his rough chin. He looked at Bifang on the screen and was quite interested. People like him had never thought that wilderness survival could be used as an entertainment project and be so popular.
He had been a deer hunter for ten years. After retirement, he was able to live a good life with his allowance and hunting, but how could it be as quick as becoming an entertainment star?
If you can really become a leader in your field like the "Fang Shen" on TV and make a living with your own abilities, then wouldn't the money come in like a ton of money?
Not only can the family move to a better house, the wife can buy nice bags, and even the daughter can go to a good school. These are all benefits.
The most important thing is, how can I lose face in front of my daughter!
Mugalen looked up again, with flames burning in his eyes!
He believed that there was more than one person who shared the same idea as him.
But who is afraid of whom?
Bifang certainly didn't know all this. He was now fighting a desperate battle with the huge waves and had no idea that someone was coveting his position as the world's number one.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if he knew. He is not a chaebol who monopolizes an industry and does not allow anyone to rise. He is not afraid of competition. Bifang has enough confidence in himself. He even expects that a more powerful survival expert will appear in this world so that he can compete with him.
He brought the wind of the wilderness. So, how many great gods are hidden in this world without Bear Grylls and Adrian Waltz?
Another huge wave came, Bifang lowered his head and lowered his center of gravity. After nearly half an hour of fighting the wind and waves, he was exhausted. His whole body felt sore, but he still held on to the life raft tightly, not daring to relax at all.
Fortunately, after half an hour of fighting, Bifang could clearly feel that the wind and waves had become much smaller. This was not an illusion, but the soreness in his arms was indeed beginning to ease, indicating that the pressure he faced had decreased.
The sea condition may have returned to level 5 from level 6. The spray on the huge waves is obviously much less than before, indicating that the wind speed is decreasing.
As the wind speed dropped, the height of the waves also dropped, and the drop was basically below five meters, greatly reducing the possibility of capsizing. The drop would be even lower if we went further down, and the life raft would be able to survive without his control.
Thinking of this, Bifang pulled his coat aside and prepared for the next move. He did not forget what his ultimate purpose of waiting for this rain was.
Now that the wind and waves have subsided, the most urgent thing is to get water.
He had been thirsty for three days.
