Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness - Chapter 256: In Name and In Reality

His foot pressed into the soft sand and gravel, and the unrealistic sensation of daily drifting instantly vanished, replaced by a sense of solid steadiness.

It was an inexplicable feeling of safety, like a traveler returning to his hometown.

At this moment, Bi Fang’s confidence was through the roof, and even if a lion suddenly sprang forth, he felt sure that he could take it on in a fight.

Of course, not with a guarantee of winning.

Even the audience was enveloped in a sense of bliss at this moment. The fear that had them on tenterhooks every day, worrying that the raft would fall apart and they would be lost at sea, had completely disappeared, leaving them feeling grounded and at ease.

The live broadcast had them accompanying Bi Fang as he drifted at sea for twenty days before being rescued. This rich sense of participation was unmatched by prerecorded programs.

Especially the uncertainty was very appealing, making it hard for them to tune out.

With prerecorded shows, everyone could guess the ending. If a real death threat emerged, filming would cease, and the recording would pause. But live broadcasts are different; no one knows what will happen next. Encountering a shark, no one knew if Bi Fang could survive or if he would indeed be in danger.

Such allure was extremely fatal.

Many switched channels, only to find themselves irresistibly drawn back within minutes, afraid that while they were caught up in the melodramatic plots of doctors, lawyers, and students falling in love, Bi Fang might be creating a significant story out at sea they would regret missing.

[Finally came ashore, I’m so tired of looking at the sea every day, I feel like throwing up.]

[Yeah, Master Fang actually did it, that’s amazing. It must have been hundreds of miles, right? He found land just by using a life raft.]

[Another chapter for the legend’s biography!]

[Disney: Got new material]

[Don’t even mention it, I used to watch Disney animations and thought foreigners had wild imaginations with beautiful stories. Now it seems trivial. If they came to work with Master Fang, I wouldn’t find it strange at all. It only shows they are insightful, so I strongly demand a raise!]

[The legend is right beside us! I feel like Old Fang is now even more impressive than Pan Jinlian!]

The head of the Discovery Channel was equally thrilled to see the ratings soar beyond previous records. If it weren’t for still being at work, he would’ve loved to crack open a beer and celebrate on the spot.

“He really did it.”

Jerry and Pondy looked on with complex emotions, a mix of admiration and excitement welling up inside them.

The two had experienced incredible highs and lows in life. Initially, they thought the mission was just challenging, but in reality, they soon realized it wasn’t just difficult; it was the impossible mode of Hell.

And yet, Bi Fang had actually accomplished it.

It was no wonder his fans called him GOD FANG, a title well-earned.

In any case, the ratings had exploded, the crew was over the moon, everyone benefitted, Bi Fang included, as his fame spread even farther.

Everyone loves an adventure story. Nowadays, people are accustomed to browsing content of interest on their phones, but a thrilling adventure story can keep a whole family patiently sitting in front of the TV.

As more people become aware of this new style of show in the future, the ratings will only get higher. In times of industry downturn, the Discovery Channel will become a shining example of success against the current.

Many online have already reviewed the new show launched by the Discovery Channel, with mostly positive comments. But Jerry didn’t bother with these remarks and asked the team to stay alert and prepare for the final work.

The mission objective was to survive at sea for twenty-one days. Now, by directly finding a fishing boat on land, it also meant that the mission was indirectly accomplished, and beautifully so. It remained to be seen whether Bi Fang would want to continue filming the complete twenty-one days or if it would end here and he would return to the city for recuperation.

The hospital had already been contacted, and as soon as Bi Fang gave the word, a helicopter would immediately go to take him to the VIP ward for a full check-up, including heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and every organ, to ensure his safety.

“Let’s complete the twenty-one days.”

Bi Fang saw the display on the drone and shook his head, declining their kind offer.

The numerous live broadcasts had given Bi Fang a sense that he wasn’t far from the city. Perhaps today or tomorrow, he would find a town to put a perfect end to this drifting journey.

He dismantled the life raft from the raft, dragging it ashore: “It should be early morning now. I won’t say much more. Everyone should get some sleep. First thing tomorrow morning, let’s go in search of the city together.”

After saying goodbye, Bi Fang ducked into the tent and went offline.

Closing his eyes, ten minutes later…

Bi Fang suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He couldn’t sleep anymore.

Twenty days of drifting at sea, suddenly the swaying stopped; being stable and secure was something he was not used to. The excitement of finding land was still shaking him.

Eventually, he didn’t know when, but a strong wave of sleepiness hit him, and he fell into a drowsy slumber.

The next day, countless foreign viewers sat in front of their TVs early, tirelessly watching a documentary on Discovery Channel about turtles completing the grand harmony of life and reproducing their offspring, waiting for the screen to switch,

In the live broadcast room, millions of viewers were urging on.

[It’s already nine o’clock; Old Fang usually wakes up after six or seven days. He’s being too lazy.]

[I stayed up until five in the morning yesterday; damn, I’m dead tired. What happened afterward?]

[They found land, but then they encountered a bunch of fierce bandits who even shot at them with machine guns. Old Fang made a beach landing, fought ten at a time, and kicked their asses.]

[I don’t believe you, what is this, Syria? Machine guns? Why don’t you just launch a nuclear bomb?]

[Coincidentally, this group of bandits had stolen a mini nuke; the deal got busted on-site, which is why they went on a killing spree. Luckily, Old Fang stopped them in the end, preventing a massacre.]

[Did all… this really happen?]

“He’s still not awake?”

Jerret woke up early and headed straight to the director of photography.

“Not yet…” the director of photography began to reply out of habit, wanting to say not yet, but suddenly saw Bi Fang moving in the video, then opening his eyes, “He’s awake!”

Jerret immediately urged, “Hurry up!”

The director of photography nodded and after confirming Bi Fang was okay, started the live broadcast.

After greeting the viewers, Bi Fang jumped off the life raft and began to pack the remaining things. Anything unnecessary was left behind; two days’ worth of supplies would be enough, and he only took one bottle of water.

The remaining shark bones were too big and not very convenient; he felt a tinge of regret, but it was just a tinge. These bones could only be eaten, not preserved for long, so he left them to naturally decompose.

Lastly, there was a full bag of Shark Teeth; many, super many. Bi Fang hadn’t counted them, but there were at least a thousand.

“Now you guys are in for a treat; probably about half the people in the fan groups should be able to get one.”

Bi Fang weighed the parcel in his hand, the sound of teeth clinking inside.

[Wow, I’m envious, all five fan groups are full, and I can’t get in…]

[Looks like…]

[I wonder if I could get another, I washed the Wolf Fang from last time, drilled a hole in it, and made it into a necklace. Old Fang in the frame, so cool.]

[I’m envious.]

“Don’t forget to retrieve the life raft.”

Bi Fang shouted at the screen, he was instructing the show’s crew, and this was a request they agreed to fulfill; just a matter of the helicopter following him and picking it up.

Apart from the life raft, the rest were natural materials, so there was no need to worry too much about harming the environment.

Turning the canvas into a makeshift backpack, Bi Fang shouldered a full bag of fish meat and hit the road.