Live broadcast of death show in the wilderness

"Friends, today's live broadcast is here first, the night of Mount Everest is so cold that it is terrible, I am afraid that if I wave outside, I will freeze into a lump of ice sculpture." Yuan Ye said.

Even though I wore a thick layer, I still felt extremely cold.

This kind of extreme cold is simply terrifying, a sense of cold, drilled straight into the bones, as if countless ice needles had been pierced.

"The physique of the wild god is already against the sky."

"Everyone else is altitude sickness, uncomfortable and dark, and he is as good as if he is fine."

"The earth has become unstoppable against the wild gods."

"Wild God, go to sleep, good night."

"Good night..."

"Good night."

"Good night."

The barrage all became good night, but there were still people who did not exit the live broadcast room, but waited until Yuan Ye closed the live broadcast room and the screen completely blackened before exiting.

"Then I'll go to bed, and we'll see you tomorrow morning."

Yuan Ye turned off the live broadcast, hurriedly got into the tent, and then closed the zipper of the tent.

Even so, I could still feel the cold wind howling outside the tent, making people shiver, as if the entire tent was being subjected to terrible devastation in the huge mouth of a monster.

Yuan Ye took out the sleeping bag, and after the whole person got in, he squirmed like a worm and got into a sleeping bag.

The double sleeping bag ensures Yuan Ye's sleep, at least with a tent and a sleeping bag, he will not freeze to death because of sleeping on a mountain several thousand meters high.

You must know that 30% of the victims of mountaineering are frozen to death.

Even, some climbers, when they are climbing, maybe the limit of 8000m is there, his eyelids flutter, and then he falls asleep forever.

This is not an exaggeration, when the mind and body are tortured, the eyelids are slightly closed for a few breaths, and they may never be able to open them.

The night of Mount Everest was cold and deadly silent, only the cold wind was howling.

North Col Camp.

The tents, like lonely boats, drifted in the snow-white sea, withstood the wind and rain.

The next day, the sun rose.

Yuan Ye got up from a beautiful sleep, unzipped the tent, and rushed over with a cold, fresh air.

"Yes, it's a nice day."

Yuan Ye got out of the tent, the clear sunlight sprinkled down, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to become shining.

The wind in the morning, it felt like it was a little lighter.

"Looks like it's time to go."

Yuan Ye pondered, and felt that the weather was quite good, and he was ready to go.

So he turned on the live stream.

"Early."

Yuan Ye said to the fans in the live broadcast room.

"Good morning, Nogami."

"Are you going to leave today?"

"How did you sleep last night?"

The fans in the live broadcast room greeted Yuan Ye one after another and sent a good morning barrage.

"It's not bad, I've always slept well, but the other climbers don't seem to be feeling good." Yuan Ye said.

There is no doubt that for other climbers, last night's weather was a double torture of cold and alpine sickness.

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles and eat it now, and I'm going to leave later."

Yuan Ye took out the gas tank and the stove, put the stainless steel bowl on it, and then took out a package of instant noodles that were a little crushed, disassembled and poured it into the stainless steel bowl, and then began to cook.

"233333, I watched the wild gods eat instant noodles again in the morning."

"Addicted to instant noodles?"

"It's good that I've eaten, otherwise I'd have starved again."

"It's already half the morning on our side, so we've eaten, hahaha."

"I feel sorry for the anchor."

There are people in the live broadcast room every day, and Yuan Ye doesn't care about this amount anymore, anyway, ONE Live also gives out exquisite gifts according to his plan to give back to the fans.

Like shark teeth, broken figurines of Mayan ruins, etc., some of them are not available with money.

"You can only eat some alpine food here, like if it's raw meat, it's not cooked at all." Yuan Ye said.

"In addition, most climbers don't have much appetite when they come here, so they eat instant noodles to replenish their energy, and some don't even want to eat."

Anyway, looking at Yuan Ye's appearance of sucking instant noodles, he has a good appetite and excellent taste, and he can sleep and eat.

After eating instant noodles, Yuan Ye boiled another pot of hot water, then poured it into a thermos pot for later use, then folded the tent and put it away, loaded it into a backpack, and started on the road.

Before he left, it seemed that there were a few people in the North Col camp, coming out one after another, ready to eat.

"Is he alone?"

"Looks like you came last night, right?"

"Climbing the mountain alone, you are brave enough, don't you know whether you are alive or dead?"

"I guess it's a fledgling young man, I don't know how thick the sky is."

"Old Sun, your nose is bleeding..."

"Well... All right...... It looks like I'm going to have to take medicine. "

Several people were obviously from a mountaineering team, and when they saw Yuan Ye's departing back, they all shook their heads.

However, they did not stop Yuan Ye, human morality is not applicable on Mount Everest.

From North Col Camp (C1) to C2 Camp, it is basically a ridge walk, with a small slope and a long distance.

Yuan Ye walked on the ridge of Mount Everest, the wind was howling, and he bent down to resist the attack of the gale.

The sky is blue, the earth is white, and at a glance, let alone a human figure, even a ghost shadow, you can't see a single one.

In the entire huge world, only Yuan Ye was left, like an arrogant lone wolf, walking alone on the ice field.

"Friends, the section from 7,028 meters to 7,500 meters is three major snow slopes, with gentle slopes and long routes, which are relatively easy to walk, but the physical exertion is greater."

"There is no shelter from the wind in the middle of the road, but as long as you climb during the good weather cycle, the wind speed here will not affect much."

Yuan Ye pouted his head and said to the camera.

The scenery of this journey is magnificent, coupled with the master-level shooting of the metal ball, on a snow-submerged ridge, Yuan Ye's lonely figure shuttles alone on the ridge, like a proud lone wolf.

"The section from 7,500 to 7,790 meters is a mixture of rock and snow, and the route is short, but it is more strenuous to march on the rocks in crampons, and it is easy to fall."

Yuan Ye is now marching to a mixed terrain of rock and snow, and the snow on the ground is not melting, nor is it because the slope is too steep to pile up, but because the perennial strong winds here have blown the snow away.

Here, you can see the snow that used to be white and turn into gray-black stones.

Yuan Ye's crampons are just right to step on in the snow, but when they step on the hard rocky ground, it is very inconvenient, and it is easy to fall down when twisted and twisted.

In order to facilitate the journey, Yuan Ye took the risk and temporarily removed the crampons on his shoes, and then put the crampons on his shoes when he climbed the snow slope.

The journey from Camp C1 to Camp C2 was relatively smooth, and Yuan Ye didn't take too long to arrive at Camp C2.