Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

The tide ebbed and flowed.

Upon the black rock face, a white slender rope rubbed against the stone, scattering a bit of limestone dust. The rope, seemingly delicate, was as tough as steel wire. A pair of large hands grasped the long rope, finally reaching the top.

Gasping for air, Baus reached the top of the cliff. Although he was secured by safety equipment, he was still exhausted. In contrast to Bi Fang’s effortless ease, Baus labored like an old ox plowing a field.

"Phew, it’s been a long time since I’ve had such intense exercise. Sorry, I’m a bit out of breath," Baus raised his hand as a gesture.

Bi Fang handed him a bottle of mineral water, smiling, while internally making a preliminary assessment of Baus’s physical condition.

The drone rose into the sky, capturing the endless plains in its view.

At first glance, the peninsula seemed to invoke the sensation of a grassland. The only difference was, compared to the lush pasture grass of grasslands, the grass here was denser and shorter, appearing at first glance like a layer of green carpet with a fluffy texture, stretching endlessly to the horizon and composing a vast expanse with no visible end.

On the carpet of grass, rocks the size of human heads were often visible, and occasionally a small flower bed could be seen. The wind skimmed over the earth, causing thousands of blossoms to sway, concealing the brown soil peeking through.

Boundless and immense, the land was like it was covered with a layer of golden sunlight, shedding the gloom from one’s heart.

Upon this colossal green carpet, two tiny figures progressed toward a direction, gradually moving away from the seaside.

During this time, Bi Fang maintained a steady pace, allowing Baus to walk at a pace in between hiking and strolling, so he would not feel too strained and could still have enough energy to interact with the audience.

This time, it was Bi Fang who mostly listened, nodding now and then. As they interacted, the initial awkwardness from when they first met gradually dissolved. It had to be said, Baus was truly skilled at communicating, without any arrogance, and occasionally he would even catch a popular youth expression or two.

Without trying to dominate the conversation, Baus actively asked about Bi Fang’s survival experiences.

Bi Fang was not stingy with his advice, speaking as they walked, "The key to outdoor survival is to have certain skills, a resourceful mind, and the ability to make quick decisions."

"You must strive to control the environment you are in, not sit around waiting for the end. It’s important to keep a clear mind, and being proactive means taking action. If you don’t do anything, there will be no results."

"Shelters don’t build themselves, and survival plans don’t create themselves. Sitting down and doing nothing won’t generate heat or warmth."

"Do you think you are a born adventurer, or have you ever felt scared?"

"Yes, definitely, even now sometimes. In a dangerous environment, fear and anxiety are initial mental states, which are difficult to avoid, but these are just mental states."

"Staying proactive can turn fear into a blade for survival, while proper fear can be transformed into a heightened concentration of energy."

"What does it mean to stay proactive?"

"Staying proactive doesn’t mean running around aimlessly. What you need to do is to focus your intelligence and fully utilize the advantageous conditions in the environment, that’s what it means to stay proactive."

As they conversed with each question and answer, the audience found it captivating.

Many viewers were increasingly surprised that this man, with hair messier than a bird’s nest and a mouth more exaggerated than a comedian’s, was actually esteemed as a leader of a nation.

Baus also had a nickname, known as the world’s funniest internet celebrity prime minister. He was phoned up for complaints 500 times a day by the people, yet he still merrily made jokes.

When playing games with kids, he’d vigorously knock them over; while stuck hanging from a zip line, he stubbornly claimed it was the Olympic spirit; and when he finally ran for prime minister in earnest, he entertained everyone on stage with a salted fish.

Throughout Baus’s life of power, many people might think he’s quite the comedian and doesn’t quite fit the mold of traditional leaders.

Now, it seems that he is indeed a very capable person, at least one who is extremely good at packaging himself.

Ordinarily, the public image of a national leader is that of a serious and imposing figure, which can result in a lack of approachability.

While Baus’s actions might not make everyone love him, they at least make him likable to the majority.

Therefore, regardless of whether the public image is real or fake, at least at this moment, Bi Fang’s pressure began to fade.

The conversation and the dispersal made the live stream room appear somewhat monotonous, but the number of viewers kept increasing without any signs of decline, almost all of them there for Baus.

The head of a country participating in a wilderness live stream was truly incongruous.

And there was a string of hosts trying to connect with Bi Fang, a golden opportunity though slim in hope. All their messages sank like stones in the sea, but many hosts still persisted. What if they succeeded?

By that time, they would make a fortune.

It wasn’t until 9:30 that Bi Fang, having walked the entire way, climbed up a slope. His gaze swept downward, offering an unobstructed view of the entire land, remarkably clear, and further away, another cliff was in sight. But this time Bi Fang made a discovery—he spotted a cave on a dirt slope below the cliff.

"We’ve found the place we were looking for," Bi Fang said, standing beside Baus and pointing at the cave more than a kilometer away with a smile.

At these words, Baus looked stunned, followed Bi Fang’s pointing finger and squinted hard for a long time, but couldn’t spot the cave Bi Fang was talking about.

[Where’s the cave?]

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[I’m done for, I’ve gone blind]

[Old Fang’s eyesight is too good, isn’t it?]

It took almost ten minutes of walking before Baus could see it with his own eyes.

In fifteen minutes, the two arrived in front of the cave.

This was a cave formed by two huge rocks standing atop a slope. Inside, it appeared somewhat damp, with corners covered in green moss,

Baus looked incredulously at the narrow cave, less than two square meters at the entrance, then turned back to look at the slope they had come from, astonished: "How far did we walk, fifteen hundred meters? You saw this cave from one thousand five hundred meters away?"

If that was true, then Bi Fang’s vision was nothing short of astonishing.

"I’m not nearsighted, but it took me ten minutes to notice it. You must have the eyes of an eagle!"

"Thank you," Bi Fang said politely, then habitually scanned the surrounding environment and nodded, "This is a very good shelter location."

"Central Country has a lot of rain, so we need to choose a shelter location as high up as possible. Look here, it’s not at the top of the slope, but it isn’t on a slope either. If it rains, the likelihood of being submerged is very small. Plus, it’s sheltered from the wind, so it won’t become a wind tunnel at night."

"Come to think of it, this is my first time living in a cave during a live stream. I’ve never tried it before."