Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Chapter 695: Chapter 692: Reserve a Spot, Will Be Updated Before 1 AM

I haven’t finished yet. I’m just staking a spot first. I’ll change it back before 1 PM.

The cleaned ice surface still clearly showed the white cracks spreading like a spider web, this completely ice-sealed river exuding an astonishing chill.

Bi Fang had always been a daring man. Amidst the audience’s surprise, he took off all his clothes, leaving only his shorts.

The cold wind was still biting. With the chill blowing over him, capillaries naturally reacted by constricting quickly, reducing the heat leaking out. Bi Fang felt as though he was wrapped in a blanket of ice needles.

Not to mention swimming, it takes a great deal of courage for a normal person to enter the water.

Every breath was uncomfortable, the icy cold air pouring straight into the lungs from the throat, as if each alveolus was frosting over in the low temperature. But compared to being exposed to the cold wind, what came next would be even more bone-chilling.

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Having been in the Arctic for more than two weeks, the time had moved from mid-October into November. For most areas, this time wouldn’t be considered too cold, but once it rained, even wearing a shirt wasn’t enough to ward off the hint of chilliness.

Seeing Bi Fang’s actions, many subconsciously shrugged their shoulders, their bodies breaking out in goosebumps, as if they were the ones standing on the screen being buffeted by the cold wind.

Especially from a first-person perspective, when looking at the whitening ice surface, the coldness seemed to almost seep out, suffocatingly chilling.

[Damn, I feel like my teeth are chattering.]

[Every time I see those winter swimmers, I suspect they are aliens]

[Can they really not freeze to death?]

Rain drizzled outside the window, and a cold wind with a slight chill blew into the office. Even with a coat on, Yao Jun couldn’t help shivering and put down his cold drink.

Impressive.

Yao Jun wrapped his coat tighter, and involuntarily took out his phone, scrolling through his list of contacts.

The night was exceptionally cold; he needed a big sister with a broad heart to warm his own and watch the live stream together.

Regular viewers could only cry and bear it alone.

[Amazing, Master Fang rocks!]

[This is what a tough guy is (tactically leans back)]

[Let me warm the ice with my heartfelt sincerity!]

Bi Fang held his breath, opting not to jump straight into the ice from the shore but walked up barefoot instead.

Nobody knew for sure how strong the ice was. Even though it was cracked, if it didn’t break, a rash jump could mean slipping and bruising badly.

His feet turned rapidly red in the low temperature. Bi Fang shivered, then started to walk lightly, and when he reached the center of the river, the sound of cracking ice resumed, like a thin crisp biscuit.

Tiny chips of ice burst out along the huge crack, and just as it reached its limit, Bi Fang tiptoed slightly and with a forceful pause, the entire ice sheet shattered.

“Whoosh.”

Clear river water surged up and down, splashing onto the ice, quickly forming a layer of frost.

Silver bubbles filled the entire world, and Bi Fang resisted the urge to close his eyes.

It was as if ice spikes were flowing through his veins, further crystallizing in the cold, expanding, piercing through the elastic blood vessels.

A cold venomous snake coiled up the tailbone, shooting up the spine at an incredibly fast speed and resting deep in the brain.

It was like electricity flowing through, his body almost instinctively wanting to open its mouth to breathe but forcibly covering it up, and inevitably he began to swallow a mouthful of river water.

Water conducts heat 30 times better than air, meaning a person loses heat 30 times faster in the water than in the air at the same temperature.

The thermal sensation in 14-degree Celsius cold water was already at zero degrees.

The water at ten degrees Celsius feels like minus four degrees Celsius.

Eight degrees Celsius is considered the cold threshold for winter swimming, producing a sensation equivalent to minus eight degrees Celsius, resulting in an extreme feeling of intense coldness, stinging, pain, and numbness.

Most natural bodies of water begin to freeze at four degrees Celsius, which feels like minus sixteen degrees.

At 3°C water temperature, it feels like -20°C.

At 2°C water temperature, it feels like -24°C.

At 1°C water temperature, it feels like -28°C.

At 0°C water temperature, it feels below -30°C.

In the Arctic, under air temperatures of tens of degrees below zero, frozen rivers undoubtedly match the last category mentioned.

The bone-chilling cold was almost enough to crack Bi Fang’s mouth, but the icy water flowing down his throat calmed him.

Normally, winter swimming undeniably requires warming up to expose oneself from a comfortable temperature, awakening every cell and pore in the body to adapt to the coldness. But Bi Fang didn’t warm up, because he was simultaneously demonstrating how to survive falling into the water.

Without any rash movements, Bi Fang just sank quietly in the water, watching the silver bubbles slowly disappear.

[Why isn’t he moving?]

[There isn’t an accident, right?]

[I heard that when someone falls into cold water, they might undergo a cold shock response, leading to hyperventilation, rapid heart rate increase, and possibly brief shock. Old Fang hasn’t gone into shock, has he?]

[Master Fang, Master Fang, are you there? If you can see us, blink your eyes.]

You wouldn’t be able to see me blink.

Bi Fang couldn’t help but critique in his mind.

The first-person camera had an intelligent recognition function and could complete the image on its own. Constant blinking didn’t affect the viewer’s perspective unless one closed their eyes completely.

However, Bi Fang still made an OK sign with his fingers to appease the viewers’ worries, signaling that he was alright and still conscious.

This relieved many viewers, thankful that he was fine, but Bi Fang’s motionless stance still raised confusion among them.

Why isn’t he moving?

But Bi Fang didn’t leave the audience waiting for too long. The moment he entered the water was without a doubt piercing cold, followed by the instinctive urge to breathe.

Therefore, anyone who falls into the water must control their breathing and avoid gasping. After the initial cold exposure, the danger of hypothermia looms.

When body temperatures drop too much, it also poses a risk to life.

After the initial coldness subsides, blood returns and dilates to continuously release heat while large amounts of glycogen break down, consuming substantial oxygen.

But Bi Fang felt relatively fine at that moment.

In complete stillness, Bi Fang could last more than eight minutes underwater, a terrifying number for an average person. Correspondingly, it was the result of his continuously improving physique and rigorous training that led to a remarkably high maximum oxygen uptake.

Yet in cold water, the fast blood flow for warmth meant a discounted time frame; still, easily managing three to four minutes was not a problem. However, when he no longer felt so piercingly cold, Bi Fang began to move. He looked up only to find that the cave he had fallen into had vanished without a trace.

The viewers felt a sudden tingling in their scalps.

Bi Fang had been swept away by the river!