Live Wilderness Adventure

　　 If you are in a city, you can hide in your home directly in a snowstorm, warm and comfortable, but in the wilderness, facing squally snow and low temperature, this is undoubtedly fatal.

　　 The howling wind, cold weather, heavy snow in the sky, and possibly even avalanches, all of these threatened Bi Fang’s life.

　　 Looking at Bi Fang, who was still in the snow cave, still insisting on the live broadcast, even though the audience in front of the screen was not there, he still felt cold in his hands and feet, as if the wind and snow were slapped on his face.

"If you are in a tent when a snowstorm arrives, we must shake the tent to prevent it from being overwhelmed by the snow, and also make sure that the snow does not block the vents. It has happened before when the snow blocks the door and the vents. When someone suffocated in a tent or a snow cave and died."

　　 "And once you are buried alive, remember to stay calm, because the more you panic, the faster your heartbeat will only increase your oxygen consumption, so don't worry."

　　 Bi Fang was holding the drone, lying in the snow cave and shouting at the shaking camera.

　　 The wind outside is too strong. Although the drone produced by the system should be able to withstand it, this is undoubtedly unexplainable. Who designed the drone to withstand winds that exceed 80 kilometers per hour?

　　 "Now, I will show you how to survive and save yourself while being buried alive by snow!"

　　 crazy!

　　 The audience in the live broadcast room heard Bi Fang's words, and they all came to the same idea.

　　 It's not that they don't believe in Bi Fang, but that it's too scary to be buried alive. Many people just have difficulty breathing when they hear this word.

　　 [Fuck, really or not, being buried in snow is so terrible? 】

　　 [It should be, I used to hear avalanche news a lot, but few survived. 】

　　【Don't go down, Fangshen, it will be lifeless if it is so dangerous. 】

　　 [Every time Fangshen talked about a small accident every time it was broadcast live, why didn't I learn it by myself? 】

　　 Just as the audience in the live broadcast room was worried, Bi Fang had already knocked down the surrounding snow and buried him all over, and the flying snowflakes also accumulated quickly, and in just a moment, he was completely buried.

　　 Suddenly, it was dark all around, and the drone automatically switched to night mode for shooting.

　　【Too claustrophobic, breathing has begun to be difficult (angry). 】

　　 [Suddenly panicked. 】

　　 [It’s exactly the same all around, how can I get out? 】

　　 [Your sister, challenging the audience's cardiovascular and cerebrovascular tolerance all day long. Although it is not illegal, it is immoral! 】

Under the snow layer, Bi Fang was also overwhelmed by the snow. At every moment, the snow on his body was thickened by the effect of the snowstorm, like being covered with a thick quilt layer after layer, although it kept warm, But it is not breathable, and it becomes difficult to breathe after a while.

Facing the camera, Bi Fang whispered: "Look, after being buried alive, we can't judge the direction at all, and if it is buried in the seedling style, it will be more difficult under the condition of brain congestion. Therefore, in order to distinguish the direction, We must use one thing, and that is gravity!"

　　 "Gravity is always vertical downwards. This is the key to our escape. When we can't judge up and down, we can judge by the direction of saliva dripping."

"Normally, if you are buried, it is basically pitch black and you can’t see anything clearly, so the compass is of no use. At this time, you just open your mouth and wait for the saliva to flow out. If it does, then you are right in front of you. The direction of the ground, and vice versa, the direction of the ground."

　　 As he said, Bi Fang opened his mouth, but he didn't feel any liquid dripping for a while, he knew that he was facing the ground direction.

　　Because of being pressed, Bi Fang's face began to flush, he did not hesitate, and dug directly in front of him.

　　 "Because of the small space, we can't stretch our bodies. At this time, we can only dig snow like swimming. We can hold the snow in front of us behind our back. This requires a lot of skills."

　　 Bi Fang moved the snow little by little, and strenuous exercise began to increase his oxygen consumption, causing his breathing to become rapid, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe enough oxygen.

　　 "People who are usually buried in snow, if found within fifteen minutes, the survival rate can reach 90%. This is a prime time."

"Over 45 minutes, the survival rate is only 20% to 30%, and we are actively surviving, and the physical strength is faster, so we must be as fast as possible, otherwise the oxygen is likely to be insufficient. Once hypoxia faints, we will never again. There is no chance to climb out of the ground."

　　 In the dark environment, the audience can only see Bi Fang throwing snow in an extremely strange posture, and the whole person twists from time to time to fill the snow behind him.

　　 Fortunately, although the wind and snow covered quickly, the hole that Bi Fang had dug before was not too deep. He only dug more than one meter, and he felt a lot easier in front of him.

　　 Not long after, his two hands stretched out to the ground one after the other, and then slowly, the whole person got out like a carrot, successfully getting out of trouble!

　　【Great! This is really a handful of cowhide! 】

　　【This can't stop Fangshen, this is called Master Survival! 】

　　 [The name of the master is worthy of the name! 】

　　 [Really hung up! 】

　　 [Prince Mu’s gift to the anchor yacht*3—Can I go skiing in the Alps together next time? 】

　　 [Pete does not give the anchor big bones *66-Fang Shen, you will be my eldest brother in the future, my eldest brother! 】

　　 [Nanana is my gift to the anchor spaceship*1—I never thought that one day I would actually pay another anchor, or twice! 】

　　 Bi Fang returned to the ground, took a big breath, shook off the snow on his legs, lay down again, looked at the blizzard raging sky, and smiled.

"This snow is really too big. I guess there will be several hours before it stops completely, so we have to lie down for a while. It is estimated that the next time will be a very boring time. Maybe you can leave and do something else. what's up."

　　【Suddenly become a salted fish...】

　　【This painting style has changed suddenly. 】

　　【In front of nature, human beings are really small. 】

　　 [When did the snow stop kicking me? 】

　　 [The first time I met the anchor who persuaded people to leave, a clear stream in the live broadcast world! 】

　　 "However, wind is a convective medium. Although we temporarily hid in the snow nest, it blocked most of the heat convection and reduced the rapid loss of heat, so it did not feel cold."

"But staying in it for a long time without supplement of heat is also very dangerous. The effect is the same as boiling frogs in warm water, forming an illusion of perception. When you really feel cold later, often your physical fitness is not enough to maintain your normal Physiological and metabolic functions can't even get out of the snow nest."

　　 "So we have to do some activities to make the body burn."

　　In the snow nest, Bi Fang propped up with his hands on the ground, sat up with push-ups, and produced heat by consuming his physical energy.

　　 The wind swept the heavy snow and made a low whimper. Under the gloomy sky, a tiny figure was doing push-ups to warm up his body.

　　 [It feels so gloomy. 】

　　 [Yes, this environment looks scary, let alone Fangshen alone, are you not afraid? 】

　　 "Haha~www.readwn.com~ I'm sure to be afraid." Bi Fang gasped and laughed.

"Humans are social animals after all. It is inconvenient to do anything alone in the wilderness. I will definitely worry about accidents like this. So when I first broadcast the live broadcast, I emphasized that an optimistic attitude is very important in the process of survival. ."

"If you are scared, just think of your friends and family, and imagine the delicious meals and new games after you succeeded in survival. But fortunately, I still have you. It's not too lonely to be able to chat. "

　　 [I am embarrassed to leave...]

　　【Hahaha, so do I, thinking that Fangshen needs me, I can’t bear to leave. 】

　　 [Do you need that? You are the live broadcast of greedy Fangshen! 】

　　 [Feast and games? Fangshen doesn’t have a girlfriend (funny)]

　　 Just as the big guy was joking, Bi Fang suddenly stopped his movements, sat up in the snow nest, and pricked his ears.

　　 Just now, in the whimpering wind, there seemed to be some different sounds.

　　 Bi Fang wondered if he had misheard, he turned his head and looked at the drone: "Did you hear anything?"

　　 [No, I didn’t hear anything]

　　 [How can it be heard that the wind is so strong? 】

　　【Don’t scare me, Fangshen, this wind sounds like a ghost screaming, am I timid? 】

　　【How is it possible? After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, we are not allowed to become elites. We are the successors of Marxism and we don’t believe this. 】

　　 "But there seemed to be a voice coming from just now, right there."

　　 Bi Fang turned his head to look to the side, and stretched out his hand.

　　Sho, wind and snow, swept across the sky.

　　 In the dark forest, there is only a whimper of wind blowing, as if the previous sound does not exist, but an illusion caused by the wind.