Chapter 898: As we all know, videos cannot be photoshopped
Bifang's self-mockery made the audience smile knowingly, and the live broadcast room was filled with a happy atmosphere.
【Avada eats melon! 】
[A road never imagined]
[I was wondering why the African tree snake sounded so familiar, it turns out I have heard of it before (dog head)]
[Polyjuice Potion is a good thing. It often gives me very bold and groundbreaking ideas. Haha]
[I don't know what you are thinking, but I can be sure it's not something good]
Muggles have limited abilities, and the African tree snake in front of them can only be used to fill their stomachs, but cannot be used to make the popular polyjuice potion.
But in terms of filling the stomach, it is like chicken ribs for the current Bifang.
In order to avoid parasites in the wild, snake meat needs to be roasted until it is half-burnt in order to be eaten safely. It tastes like chewing burnt rubber strips and is not delicious at all.
If it were the first few days after arriving on the grassland, snake meat might have been a good food, but now, after several rounds of hunting, Bifang has too much food to eat.
There is meat, vegetables, and even plenty of fruits to serve as dessert and vitamin supplement after the meal, so a little meat in between teeth is not a big deal.
But now that we have caught it, we can’t release it immediately.
Otherwise, if it is a foolish creature, it will not run away even if you release it, but will find a place to continue to lie down, and when Bifang comes back from exploring the cave, you will not be able to notice it and get bitten again...
Snakes have a small brain proportion to their body mass, and their evolution is moving towards a temperature-changing approach to save energy. Adding the two together is more than a negative equals a positive. Their IQ is questionable, and their memory is even more limited, so they are capable of doing such a thing.
Helplessly, Bifang could only take out the animal skin in the backpack, wrap the tree snake completely, tie the opening with a rope, and throw the animal skin bag back into the backpack regardless of the movement.
We’ll talk about releasing the animals after we get out.
Since it was not explicitly stated to the audience, everyone in front of the screen just thought that Bifang had some other use for the creatures when they were alive, perhaps to extract poison, or perhaps he simply wanted to eat something fresh, and no one paid much attention.
But Jerry no longer wanted to stay in the backpack. He found a pocket on Bifang's thigh and crawled into it. He seemed to be too frightened and was unwilling to come out. Bifang didn't want to force him and could only wait for him to recover.
A snake is still too stimulating for a mouse.
After hiding the "trophies", Bifang put on his backpack and, without caring at all about the danger of almost losing his life, he continued to move deeper into the cave with a torch in hand.
What caught everyone's eyes was still the eerie and dark corridor.
Since nothing happened, it's just a small matter.
This is Bifang ’s true inner thought.
But others don't think so.
Poisonous snake!
Bare hands!
He caught the attacking venomous snake with his bare hands!
It would be fine if he had just swept it away with a stick, but the most difficult thing was to cut off the venomous snake in mid-air, or to directly pinch it on the head. The impact of the visual performance was more outrageous than a TV show, and how could it be performed so nonchalantly?
[Prince Mu gave the anchor a yacht *66 - I was almost fooled. Can anyone tell me if this is something humans can really do? ]
[The Sword Immortal Doesn't Eat Onions presents the anchor with a spaceship*1. ——I don't understand the magic stalk, but Fang Shen's reaction speed is really invincible! 】
[Actually, this is not as difficult as you think. If you often deal with snakes and observe their attack methods, you will find that their attacks are easy to judge. They are not as outrageous as the legend says. Of course, I can't do it.]
[Of course, I can’t do it, but it’s too real. ]
[Hello everyone, Fang Shen is my boyfriend. Although we haven’t made our relationship public, I haven’t met his parents, we haven’t lived together, I haven’t received blessings from relatives and friends, I haven’t cooked a meal for him personally, I don’t have his phone number or WeChat, but the mouth is on my face, so if I say yes, it’s yes]
There are constant gifts in the barrage area and golden frames floating around.
The flow of gifts per minute is much higher than the monthly salary of an ordinary office worker, which is really enviable. Unfortunately, no matter how envious it is, no one dares to take this bowl of rice.
It's too heavy. The bowl is filled with hard stones. A normal person can't chew it at all and will only break his teeth. Only Bifang's iron teeth and steel teeth can bite it to make it crisp and crunchy.
[It is said that if a person blinks once, a snake can complete 4 attacks]
[An experienced person can catch it with bare hands, but that is because they know the rhythm of the snake's attack. Fang Shen's back-looking grab is really outrageous, it should be more of luck. ]
[Referee! I demand a urine test on Lao Fang! Now, immediately, right now!]
[Luck? Lao Fang, someone is slandering you. Perform again and prove your strength again.]
Bifang wiped his nose and said, "There is no shortcut to this kind of thing. The key is to learn more and practice more."
【Single walk 6】
【Try and you will die】
"If you practice more, you will find that there is nothing wrong with being alive."
【Ha ha ha ha】
…
At the foot of the mountain, a camouflaged pickup truck hid in the shadows, quietly staying where it was, with yellow dry mud filling the gaps between its tires.
The car body shook slightly.
"Phew, this job is really tiring. I can finally go back and have a good sleep. My back is almost bitten by bugs." The black man with dreadlocks turned over and jumped onto the carriage, clapping his hands on his body, splashing a layer of fluffy dust.
Grace raised her hand to clear away the dust and coughed twice: "Charmain, do you remember how long it has been since you last showered?"
"Not sure, how long have we been here?"
"Fuck, half a month? I bet you've got mold all over you."
"That's what we do. Don't act like a little girl. You're already a 36-year-old boy."
Charmain threw his dreadlocks behind his head, ignored Grace's sarcasm, and leaned back on the soft chair, fitting his entire spine perfectly. Then he inflated his chest and slowly dropped it, repeating this several times, as if he was breathing out all his fatigue.
"Well, I'm alive. Speaking of which, I was almost gored by a buffalo today. Um, are you watching that guy's live broadcast again?" After relaxing, Charmain glanced at Grace's phone and leaned over with interest. "What a coincidence, he seems to be on this grassland too? How about revenge for your brother?"
Grace was annoyed: "I have said many times that we are just from the same family, not brothers."
"OK, you're right. You're just a loyal fan." Charmain raised his hands and said, "I just happened to find a good spot with a signal in the wild. I just happened to be bored and was watching the show when I found you."
"Next time I will definitely give my opinion to the boss and will never go on a mission with you again."
Charmain laughed. "You've said it so many times. In the end, it's still just the two of us."
Grace sighed softly, helpless about it.
As Charmain said, although this guy's bad mouth is unbearable, his reliability is indeed commendable. Compared with the danger, his bad mouth is nothing.
Chamain fished out a bottle of mineral water from under the car seat, drank it all in one breath, and exhaled, "Tell me, what great thing has this guy done? The gifts are too damn much. How much is a spaceship? Sixty dollars? Or seventy dollars? If I had so much money, there is no way I would still do this job."
Grace retreated silently for several minutes ...
Charman rubbed his chin and asked seriously, "Can the live broadcast be photoshopped like a picture?"
