Chapter 518 This is not to protect fans
In front of all the professional hunters, Mugalen, who was suffering from social cattle paralysis, left his seat in public, went straight to the table, followed the location markings, found Wakayama Prefecture, and discovered that this place was not close to the location he had previously selected.
Japan's regional division is very unique. It is divided into 47 first-level administrative regions across the country: there is 1 metropolis, Tokyo, which is commonly known as Tokyo. As for where it is common, it is not convenient to explain in detail. Those who understand will understand.
1. Hokkaido.
2 prefectures: Osaka and Kyoto.
43 counties.
The whole of Japan was divided in this way, and then cities, towns, and villages were established under these 47 first-level administrative regions.
There are many historical reasons for this division. The bottom line is that Japan has not been a unified centralized country for a long time, and the central government can only control part of the capital area.
After the Meiji Restoration, the central government took charge and integrated the 274 feudal domains into 47 prefectures.
The capital, prefecture and city were vassal states with unique economic and strength, and were therefore established separately.
In modern times, well, it has been used for more than a hundred years and there are no major problems, so there is no need to change it.
Therefore, the county actually corresponds to the province of China, so Taiji Town is not small.
Don't be misled by the concept of a tiny country. Japan is small because there is a giant next to it. Taking China as an example, most countries in the world are small countries.
There are only six countries in Europe that are larger than Japan, including the white bear.
China is half smaller than China, and Germany is not as big as Japan. The reason why they look bigger on the map is entirely because of the illusion caused by spreading out the earth.
Generally, a hunter's range of activities is probably at the town level. In order to track prey, it may be necessary to expand to a larger level.
But the place Bifang chose, let alone Taiji Town, there was no news of black bears attacking people in the entire Wakayama Prefecture.
If someone else had chosen this place, Mugalen would have thought that the other person was not skilled enough, or that he had seen something but was not strong enough, so he deliberately ran to the safe zone to avoid the smell of blood attracting more black bears and being besieged by more than two black bears.
But now the person chosen is Bifang...
Something is wrong. Definitely not right.
Mugalen widened his eyes and looked hard at the markings on the map, trying to find something different.
Is it the terrain, the weather, or the migration of black bears?
Do black bears migrate? I've never heard of that.
Or was there some development or construction somewhere that drove the black bears away?
Seeing that Mugalen chatted with Bifang for a few words and then stared at the map on the table, the other hunters also became alert.
Regardless of whether they look up to him or look down on him, Bifang's status is there and they cannot help but pay attention to him. Some people even consider choosing the same place as Bifang to see if they can surpass him.
At the same time, more and more people left their seats and came to Mugalen, trying to strike up a conversation and secretly ask questions.
Little did they know that the drunkard's real intention was not to drink.
What no one would have thought was that this hunting season was just a game in Bifang's eyes. His attention was not on the black bears at all. Even if there was no black bear in Taiji Town , he would eventually choose this place.
Soon, all thirty-five hunters arrived.
When seat 35 was taken, a sharp whistle was heard, and a pigeon flew into the room along the corridor, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, and landed on the table.
Someone pointed out: "There is a note on the pigeon's leg!"
Mugalen was quick to grab the pigeon, took the paper off its leg, spread it out on the table, and was about to read out the rules of the game word by word, but he found...
Damn it, it’s Japanese!
Most of the people present are foreigners. Isn't this bullying? At least make it bilingual!
Sato took the note with a smile and read out the rules of the competition in English: "Hunters, please choose your own darts according to your seat number and insert them in the selected area. There is no limit to the order."
In a small wooden house, with a stone fireplace and a bearskin map, under the dim orange light, a group of cold weapon hunters caught pigeons and studied the hunting rules. They marked their chosen areas with darts representing themselves, as if dividing the boundaries.
[Isn’t this too emotional? ]
[Damn, what Japan is doing is quite interesting! ]
[The feeling is coming, the feeling is coming, this is the feeling! 】
[I feel like I have traveled through time, awesome! ]
Not only the audience, but also Bifang and others were immersed in the story, as if they had really returned to decades ago, when a group of skilled and courageous hunters were attracted by a notice about a man-eating bear, and they sat together to discuss how to restore peace to the town.
Which place should I choose?
Suneo Bonekawa is hosting the live broadcast room diligently, judging who will make the first choice, where the choice will be made, and the basic rules of hunting.
People in the room were whispering, and some had already formed groups of three or four friends to discuss whether to cooperate or go to the same area.
Hunting with cold weapons is prohibited, and the use of heavy crossbows and other super-standard weapons is prohibited. It is a single-person operation and is extremely dangerous.
In view of the different sizes of black bears, this competition is still based on a scoring system. An adult black bear that is 1.5 meters long with small wounds but an intact body is counted as 10 points.
Points will be added or subtracted on this basis. Severe damage, missing limbs, and illness will deduct points, while larger body size and high degree of integrity will add points.
For every length of the body, one point is added; for every length of the wound, one point is subtracted. It is fixed and very detailed.
In addition, the program team does not restrict cooperation, but the proceeds from the cooperation must be divided equally, and there will be certain deductions.
For a two-person team, the total score will be multiplied by 90 percent, for a three-person team, 80 percent, and so on. The maximum number of people in a team is five, and then the total score is divided equally among each person.
It seems very fair, even taking into account the advantage of strength in numbers.
Incandescent lamps wobbled.
The fake bear-skin map was dotted with little red dots, where attacks had taken place in recent years, and numerous yellow dots, marking where black bears had been seen.
At first glance, the entire island of Kyushu seems to be densely populated with black bears, but this is not the case.
Hunters need to judge based on their own experience where they can hunt more black bears .
"No one chooses?"
A voice broke everyone's contemplation.
"Then I'll choose first."
A big hand reached into the stone bowl, grabbed around, and pulled out a wooden dart. Before anyone could react, it quickly landed on the coast of Honshu Island and stuck firmly into the stone bowl, with its tail trembling slightly.
The light was dim, and everyone's pupils dilated as they tried to see the numbers on the wooden darts.
Seventeen.
Number 17? Isn't this where Bifang sits?
Everyone remembered and looked up in surprise, but they only saw a figure slowly disappearing in the sunlight in the corridor, and the figure waved at them.
"I'm fine, you guys can do whatever you want."
The light and shadow blurred and finally slowly disappeared.
Everyone looked back at the darts on the map and fell into the same deep thought as Mugalen.
Wakayama Prefecture, what's so mysterious about it?
…
The moment Bifang made its choice, millions of netizens were excited, wondering why Bifang chose Wakayama Prefecture so quickly and what the reason was.
Bifang, who did not start his personal live broadcast, did not make any explanation. He walked out of the corridor, opened the car door, and said to Nobi Nobita: "Let's go to Wakayama Prefecture."
"Wakayama Prefecture?" Nobi, who was chewing on a popsicle, didn't expect Bifang to come out so quickly. He bit off the last piece of chocolate, hurriedly got into the driver's seat and turned the engine key. "Mr. Bi, have you chosen a hunting spot?"
The hunting season starts the day after tomorrow. Today is just a trial live broadcast. Nobita didn't expect that Bifang would come out after half an hour.
If I'm not mistaken, this is the first one to come out?
Just when Nobita Nobi was puzzled, the second hunter came out, and even walked straight towards Bifang, opened the car door and got in like a familiar person.
Bifang was stunned: "What are you doing here?"
"Damn it, why did they give you a presidential suite and a private car and driver, but I have nothing?" Mugalen was very angry.
Aren't other hunters considered human?
"I'm asking you a question?"
"Of course I chose the same place as you."
Bifang twitched his lips. The same as him?
are you serious?
Once it is decided locally, it cannot be changed, and the scope of activity cannot exceed three-fifths of the counties.
This means that except for Wakayama Prefecture, the counties connected by the border cannot penetrate more than two-thirds of the border line, which is equivalent to an enlarged version of Wakayama Prefecture.
Mu Jialun analyzed seriously: "Although I can't guess the reason for the time being, you definitely wouldn't choose Wakayama Prefecture for no reason, and you definitely wouldn't form a team, but I have to follow you. Now that I've chosen, can you explain it?"
Bifang was silent for a moment and sighed: "As long as you are happy."
He had seen the terrain of Wakayama Prefecture. It was mountainous and had many forests. It wasn't that there were no black bears, but the density was much lower than in other places. If he wanted to hunt enough black bears and accumulate points, it would require more effort and be more troublesome.
Seeing Bifang remaining silent, Mugalun was puzzled. It had come to this point and he couldn't change it. He couldn't even tell Bifang the reason. Who was he hiding this from?
Nobita Nobi felt that the atmosphere was not good, so he drove away from Tokyo without saying a word.
Apart from other things, transportation in Japan is very convenient. As long as there is no traffic jam, you can travel all over the country by trams and cars.
At noon, Nobita Nobi took Bifang and Mugalen to a barbecue restaurant that he had always liked, at public expense. When they entered Wakayama Prefecture, Bifang did not let Nobita Nobi continue driving, but asked him to drive into the suburbs.
"You go back, I'm going into the mountains next." Bifang said, bending down and holding the roof of the car.
"Do I need someone to pick you up tonight?"
"I'll call you if I need you."
Nobi Nobita nodded: "Okay, then goodbye, Mr. Bifang."
After watching Nobi Nobita leave, Bifang turned and walked into an alley, followed closely by Mugalen.
After checking around and confirming that there was no surveillance, Bifang took out a mask and sunglasses from his bag and put them on himself. He also handed a mask to Mugalen. As a foreigner, he was too conspicuous in this Asian city.
"Mask?" Mu Jialun laughed . No one recognized him as he had only participated in the show once. "I don't need one. No one knows me."
“This is not anti-fan.”
"Not to protect against fans? If not to protect against fans, are they going to be used as thieves?"
Mu Jialun laughed loudly, but when faced with Bifang's serious face, he couldn't laugh anymore and asked in confusion, "Are you serious?"
