Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Chapter 499: Chapter 496: Chicken Soup and Rainy Days Are a Perfect Match

Lemongrass, a ruthless character that disregards the scale of flavor, a perfect companion to stewing soup.

In the Banna Rainforest, there always seem to be spices with a lemon scent.

From lemongrass to eucalyptus, without exception.

This subtle fragrance constitutes Bi Fang’s most significant impression of the Banna Rainforest.

[Eucalyptus chicken, a unique flavor]

[I just saw it at the market a few days ago, there wasn’t much, and Old Fang has already found some]

[Eucalyptus made into a dipping sauce, paired with chili, ginger, and stir-fried beef and mutton, is absolutely divine!]

Many from Yunnan and Guizhou, Shuiyou, are all too familiar with eucalyptus.

The most wonderful mountain goods every summer, it has the function of removing the gamey taste and enhancing the flavor, a taste from memory.

Bi Fang used it to replace scallions, opened the pottery jar, added the eucalyptus inside, along with fresh bamboo shoots with morning dew, and continued simmering, then went to the side to make the remaining clay pancakes.

The sky gradually darkened, and the drizzle persisted.@@novelbin@@

The remaining bacteria mixed with grass ash and charcoal, made into hundreds of clay pancakes, piled up together, forming almost a wall.

But at this moment, the audience had no interest in it, their gazes all tightly fixed on the pottery jar nearby emitting white steam, swallowing saliva like crazy.

[I’m so hungry, my takeout hasn’t arrived yet, I’m going to die]

[It’s almost six o’clock, I can’t take it anymore]

[Good thing I’ve already had my dinner]

[Damn it, drinking chicken soup in Wilderness Survivalist, can you believe it?]

[The water monitors are going to die too, dying of craving]

On top of the wall, the head of a monitor poked out, it too was attracted by the savory aroma, willing to climb the wall even in the rain, but due to the deterrence of a wooden spear nearby, it dared only to look and not to approach.

After the last clay pancake was molded and placed on the wall, Bi Fang reached into the basin of clean water to rinse his hands, dried them off, then picked up two short sticks, and gently lifted the pottery jar by its ears and placed it evenly on the stove.

He removed the lid on top.

The moment the lid was removed, white steam rose vigorously, enveloping Bi Fang’s entire head instantly, as the long-missed fragrance hit from all sides.

Bi Fang took a deep breath and felt refreshed and energized, “It smells so good!”

The water monitor’s eyes turned red, and its claws furiously scraped at the wall.

As the steam slowly dissipated, the soup inside the pottery jar was still boiling, with golden oil floating on the clear, hot surface, chunks of tender chicken meat bobbing within.

Bi Fang picked up a smoothed bamboo skewer and speared a piece of tender chicken meat, chewing away and puffing out steam.

Everyone anxiously awaited the verdict.

Gulp.

Bi Fang swallowed in one gulp and laughed out loud.

“Satisfying!”

…

Survival in the Banna Rainforest, day fourteen, with only seven days left until the end of the mission, one week.

Bi Fang hadn’t expected that the rain would last so long, only stopping late last night, and as the sun rose this morning, the rainforest was shrouded in dense fog.

The ground was still soaked with abundant rain, and every step was into sludge.

He came to the smelting furnace, under which was all muddy water, dug a trench to drain the water, lit the furnace, and dried the remaining moisture.

He turned on the live broadcast, around the world.

In Ugly Country, Peter jumped out of bed and quickly started his computer.

On a fishing boat above the Atlantic Ocean, a fisherman reeled in the sail, brought out a lounge chair, and, together with a companion, enjoyed the evening breeze as they clicked on the live stream.

On the coast of England, Big Beard hugged his daughter and turned on the computer.

On the island of Japan, in a certain household, despite the gloom that enveloped the entire team, they still gathered together to enjoy the precious moments.

The colleague beside Jerret glanced at the director with a gloomy face.

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke up, “Jerret, I’ve heard you’re good friends with GOD FANG, maybe… He has a lot of international influence right now, and he’s so capable, maybe he could help us.”

Jerret understood his colleague’s meaning, but still hesitated; however, recalling what he had seen and heard the past few days, even his good friend Richard, who was the chief director for this trip, turned his gaze to them.

Bi Fang’s fame might not be known to everyone, but within the animal documentary circle.

There was already no one who didn’t know, no one who was unaware.

After some hesitation, Jerret nodded, “Let’s wait a few more days, after his live stream ends, we’ll extend him an invitation, whether he’ll come or not, I can’t guarantee.”

The colleague’s neck flushed with excitement, “He will definitely come back, most certainly, these Japanese…”

Richard, with hair graying, lowered his head, “Stop, we can’t guarantee now if anyone is listening…”

Everyone silently bowed their heads.

Across the vast Huaxia land, hundreds of thousands of early risers had already clicked on the live stream.

Bi Fang glanced at the number of people in the live stream room, which had already surpassed three million!

He cheerfully greeted, “Yo, so many people up at just eight in the morning?”

[Everyone knows Old Fang is about to start formal iron smelting~]

[Waiting for that iron ingot]

[Let’s go!]

[Once I accept my own incompetence, then I become, invincible. Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started?]

[Transform!! Has iron smelting started? Has iron smelting started? Unleash myself, hmph ahhhhhhhhhhh, let’s get→down→to→business↑↑I↓want↑to↓smelt↓iron~~~~~ Help→me~~~~~]

[What is this meme… I’m getting old, I don’t understand this stuff…]

It had been raining these past few days, but everyone was very familiar with Bi Fang’s process and schedule, and they all knew that he was going to start smelting iron today.

Last night, when the rain stopped, some people even suggested that Bi Fang work through the night to smelt, but unfortunately, he refused.

Today, everyone got up early, not wanting to miss this attention-grabbing moment.

The anticipation that had been building up for so long was about to be released today.

Bi Fang apologized, “Then you’ll probably have to wait a bit longer, smelting iron might be delayed until the afternoon. It’s been raining for two days, and the charcoal I made is a bit damp, so I need to make two new pits of charcoal this morning.”

[Ahh that]

[Alright, alright]

[Hurry up, hurry up, I can’t wait anymore!!!]

“It’ll be quick, it’ll be quick.”

Bi Fang went to the charcoal pit and swiftly poured in the dry firewood.

After making two pits of charcoal, the dead branches around the shelter had long been picked clean by Bi Fang. To find high-quality wood, he had to climb trees and chop some branches off.

Expertly lighting the pit and sealing it, Bi Fang sat to the side and spread out his clay cakes in a row.

There were over a hundred pieces…

Bi Fang himself didn’t expect that the iron bacteria he brought back could make so many clay cakes. Roughly twenty pieces of iron content could make a dagger… and he had enough for five of them here.

During the several days of cloudy and rainy weather, today’s water monitors had crawled out of the burrow early, basking their bellies in the sun to raise their body temperature.

The morning passed, and three pits of charcoal were successfully prepared.

More and more viewers eagerly awaited the final outcome, with the audience in the live stream room quickly reaching four million.

[Ashtray gives the host a yacht*100—I built this shelter together with Master Fang, and human civilization will also emerge here. I am proud of this.]

[Catching a little Leo alive]

[Come, bring the water guns, put out Old Fang’s furnace fire!]

At noon, after Bi Fang had eaten, he brought the clay cakes to the blast furnace, opened the lid, and saw that the bottom of the furnace bridge was filled with ash. He put five iron cakes inside, surrounded by dead branches.

Then he lit the branches and covered them with a board.

“We won’t add charcoal just yet; now is just the time to heat up the furnace.”

[Smoke billowing from the mountaintop, fined three thousand]

[A wisp of smoke on the mountain, detained for fifteen days]

[Only Old Fang would dare to do this]

Bi Fang stuck branches into the ground and watched the shadows, waiting. When the furnace lid was moved, a deep red glow and flames spouted out like a venomous snake licking the air.

A large amount of black charcoal poured into the furnace, pushing the fiery serpent back in.

After that, he covered the furnace lid again.

Some time later, the furnace lid was removed, and the dazzling orange flames stunned everyone. Even through the screen, the audience could feel the intense heat.

It was indeed a high-temperature furnace, but unfortunately, Bi Fang’s movements were too fast, and the flames were very bright, so the viewers didn’t get a clear look inside.

Bi Fang moved the stones at the bottom aside, the camera angle lowered, and everyone could clearly see a patch of orange-red, an eye-catching red charcoal fall amid the furnace ash.

The red charcoal, containing astonishing heat, was squeezed out through the gaps in the furnace bridge, and even at a distance of less than several tens of centimeters, the heatwave could be seen distorting the air.

The over two-meter tall chimney belched white smoke, resembling an old smoker’s pipe; the heat surge upward as a large amount of cold air descended, and a massive amount of oxygen was swept into the furnace, further increasing the furnace temperature.

The third addition of charcoal turned the color inside the furnace to almost dazzling white, so bright it was difficult to look at.

“This is our last time adding charcoal. After this, we wait for the fire to die down a bit,” Bi Fang said as he tapped the winnowing basket, shaking out the charcoal dust before covering the furnace again.

Time ticked by second by second, with no viewers leaving.

Everyone wanted to see the final moment, to see if there would be a miracle.

[My, I’m a bit nervous]

[Is there really iron?]

[So anxious I could die]

[Old Fang is truly Awesome, even managing to produce iron]

[Iron smelting with bacteria, it’s like a dream… I still feel like I’m dreaming right now]

The chimney, once emitting billowing white smoke, now let out wisps of smoke and finally exhaled its last breath, coming to a complete stop.

At this moment, everyone’s heart was in their throats.

Bi Fang used a branch to move aside the scorching hot stone, and a powerful heatwave burst out, even lifting his hair ends.

What no one knew was that Bi Fang was also nervous…

Everything he did, in theory, could be successful. The only issue was that Bi Fang had never actually done it before. Viewers might think he had been through hundreds of trials and errors and was full of confidence, but this was his first attempt.

Until he saw the results, he was equally on edge.

The stick stirred the ashes, and soon, a heavy object blocked the way.

Bi Fang saw it very clearly, he cleared away the surrounding ashes little by little to reveal…

A black lump emitting white smoke.