Chapter 535 Can you have your cake and eat it too?
The sunlight penetrated the woods and shone onto the plain ground. A faint white smoke rose from the blood on the ground. It was the moisture in the blood that was quickly evaporated under the high temperature.
The blood on the ground was as sticky as glue, and the soles of shoes made sticky sounds when they stepped on the ground.
While other hunters were wondering why they were not welcome, Bifang's live broadcast room was already in an uproar.
【Jungler Zhao Xin has killed Volibear alone! 】
[I would like to call Bifang the Silver Spear God of War! ]
【New era bear-fighting hero! 】
[I want to send a hundred rockets!!!]
[Where did Langya get the rocket? 】
[Yes, that’s why I can’t send it. I have the will but not the ability. ]
[Prince Mu gave the anchor a spaceship*1.00——The same Bifang stepping on the black bear doll is already being customized, and it is expected to be available for pre-order in the next two days. 】
[Fuck, you are a profiteer @牧王爷!!]
The 1.6-meter-long black bear lay on the ground with its limbs spread out, making the overall visual effect appear much larger.
Bifang walked around the black bear, admiring his masterpiece.
After a year of growth, he is now even able to fight a black bear alone.
It can be described as a wilderness survival version of the ups and downs of life.
Of course, this black bear cannot be compared with the one Bifang encountered in his first live broadcast. Whether in terms of size or season, the combat effectiveness of the black bear is very different.
"The first live broadcast was probably in autumn, when black bears are gaining weight. Their fat layer is much thicker, so their piercing attacks are not as effective as they are now. Their body size is also much larger than this one, even larger than that of a regular black bear. They are a very rare type."
Bifang's tone revealed nostalgia: "If I hadn't fought to the death at that time, it is very likely that you will not be able to see my live broadcast in the future. Of course, I can't take revenge now. After all, that was in China, and black bears are protected."
[Hahahaha, let’s just forget about the dark history]
[After saying this, I suddenly feel that Lao Fang has grown up. What's going on? Is it my illusion? ]
[I have the same feeling. I feel like Lao Fang seems to be getting better and better.]
[The black bear was so scared that he broke into the Forestry Bureau at night and studied the animal protection manual every day.]
Can I beat that black bear now?
Bifang asked himself in his heart.
Let's split it 30% and 70%.
If you are well prepared, the opponent will die.
If encountered suddenly, there would be a great danger of death, but it would not be as thrilling as it was at the beginning.
Time flies so fast. Whether it is experience, skills, or physical fitness, Bifang can be said to be a dimensionality reduction attack on his original self.
Now when I think about it, it seems like a dream and it feels incredible.
Away from the blood puddle, the spear was inserted straight into the mud. Bifang half-crouched on the ground, ignoring the noise and rewards in the live broadcast room, and reached out to touch the black bear's fur.
In the live broadcast room, the screen is full of barrages and reward prompts. If you don’t close them, you can’t even see the live broadcast content. From time to time, golden banners float by, which means that someone has opened the Emperor account, which is worth 100,000 a month.
Bifang no longer cares about these things. They are just numbers to him now.
With fame and status, it is a very easy process for Bifang to make money. Choosing any endorsement can bring him an income of over 100 million yuan.
More than ten million people have watched the live broadcast, and with just one dollar per person, Bifang has received more than ten million in tips. If it were a small anchor, that might be his lifelong career goal.
Ordinary live broadcasts cannot achieve a one-to-one reward ratio. It would be good if the real reward ratio could be one tenth, but Bifang's operation has greatly increased this ratio.
Almost everyone who saw Bifang hunting a black bear could not contain their excitement and used all their accumulated wolf-hair brushes to appreciate it.
There is nothing I like anymore that Bifang cannot afford. I have everything I want, including the car, house, places I want to go and life I want. Is this what financial freedom feels like?
Not bad.
Even if you want to go to space, you can use money to buy a chance. It is said that the development of a commercial rocket is nearing completion, and a ticket costs 45 million U.S. dollars.
Black bears weigh more than 300 kilograms. If a group of people are hunting together, carrying them is not a big problem. For a strong hunter, 100 kilograms per person is not a big problem. However, it is not so friendly for a single group.
Therefore, before filming began, the program crew prepared a locator for each hunter. Once they encountered emergency danger or hunted a black bear and needed to transport the body, a helicopter would come to take it away.
"I don't know how fast they are, so I haven't pressed the locator yet. Let's cut off the bear's paw while we're at it."
Bifang took out his whale harpoon, aimed it at the first joint of the black bear's foot, and stabbed it hard.
The scene was somewhat bloody, especially the dismemberment of large prey. The white fascia, orange-yellow fat, and bloody muscles made people dizzy, but no one could bear to miss it.
This is a black bear!
Apart from in the zoo, have you ever seen a wild black bear?
Not to mention such a bloody and violent scene.
The whale harpoon pierced into the joint, cutting through the thick white fascia and strong muscles bit by bit, and blood began to flow out along Bifang's fingers again.
"I felt like I was cutting a piece of leather, no, ten pieces of old cowhide stacked together. The joints are so hard and tough."
Bifang was having some difficulty cutting. He was exhausted from hunting the black bear and was now gasping for breath.
"See? The joints alone are very tough. So if you want to hunt this kind of large creature, don't use cutting weapons. You must use piercing weapons. The pressure is greater, and the blade is not easily stuck by fascia, bones, etc."
"Especially for large beasts, even a saber wouldn't be very effective. It's very likely to be stuck in the muscle and fat layer, not to mention other ordinary blades."
[Then why can a saber cut off a horse's head? ]
[Yes, I went to the museum and saw a saber. It was very big and felt very sharp.]
"It's different. The horse head that you cut with the saber is slender, and it doesn't have too much fascia and thick fat layer, so its defense is not very high. But other large animals don't have the same good conditions as horses, and they all have ways to protect their vital parts."
"Either they have thick fur and fat, or they have strong muscles, and most fundamentally, they don't have a long neck as noticeable as a horse."
Bifang briefly explained the audience's confusion.
"Even so, it's best not to attack the limbs, because there are the most fascia and bones there, and it's easy to get stuck. We should try to stab the lower abdomen, flanks, and throat to attack its internal organs."
"When wild animals approach, if you don't have time to retract your spear, you can use the spear handle or a short stick to hit the nose and eyes of the wild animals to drive them back, but this requires very strong mental qualities and reaction abilities."
"It would be difficult for ordinary people to do this if they have not experienced many battles. They can only fight back randomly."
Bifang turned his wrist and used the whale harpoon to cut hard, severing the last bit of fascia. The whole bear paw was removed by him. He weighed it in his hand and found that the bear paw in front of him was bigger than his head.
"Wow, it's so heavy. This bear paw probably weighs about ten kilograms. Can you guess how much it is worth?" Bifang asked with a smile.
[Oh my goodness, how would I know that? Whoever eats this will end up in jail for the rest of his life.]
[Is Lao Fang fishing?]
"Hahaha, I didn't mean that." Bifang drained the blood from the bear's paw, wrapped it with a torn shirt and stuffed it into his backpack. "In some places, hunters with hunting licenses can legally hunt bears every year, but they are all brown bears or black bears."
"But there are quotas, and they charge high taxes. The exact amount depends on where you are, but one fish costs at least tens of thousands. Hunters can sell their prey, so you can sometimes eat it in some outdoor restaurants, but the prices are very expensive."
"Just like the one in my hand, one pound costs at least one to fifteen hundred yuan, so what I'm holding in my hand is more than ten thousand yuan."
"And if it's the black bear's dominant hand, such as the right hand of a right-handed black bear, it may be more expensive because more frequent activity will make the meat more plump and delicious, and the price can reach more than 2,000 yuan per pound."
"This is just the price of a regular bear. If it is a rare black bear or brown bear, the price is unlimited and it is auction-level."
The audience was somewhat surprised after hearing Bifang's introduction.
This is too expensive.
These are only bears, which are not too rare in the world and can be legally hunted in certain areas and times. What about other rarer and fully protected animals?
The benefits are unimaginably high.
No wonder poachers are so eager , even at the cost of breaking the law.
Huge profits make people crazy.
During the previous battle, Bifang noticed that the black bear in front of him was left-handed, so Bifang only took the left palm and did not take the rest.
After all, he was just satisfying his curiosity, so he stood up, pressed the locator in the woods, and waited for the staff to take the black bear away.
