If you are in the city, you can hide directly at home when there is a snowstorm, and you will be warm and comfortable, but in the wilderness, facing heavy winds, heavy snow and low temperatures, this will undoubtedly be fatal.
Howling winds, cold weather, heavy snowfall, and possible avalanches all threaten Bi Fang's life.
Looking at Bi Fang who was huddled in a snow cave and still persisting in the live broadcast, even though the audience in front of the screen was not present, his hands and feet still felt cold, as if the wind and snow were hitting his face.
"If you're in a tent during a snowstorm, we make sure to shake the tent so it doesn't get weighed down by the snow, and make sure the snow doesn't block the vents. It's happened in the past when snow blocked doorways and vents.
There were incidents of people suffocating to death in tents or snow caves."
"And once you are buried alive, remember to stay calm, because the more panicked you are, the faster your heartbeat will be, which will only increase your oxygen consumption, so don't be anxious."
Bi Fang hugged the drone and lay in the snow cave shouting at the shaking camera.
The wind outside is too strong. Although the drone issued by the system should be able to withstand it, it is undoubtedly unclear. Who designed the drone that can withstand the wind exceeding 80 kilometers per hour?
"Now, I will show you how to survive and save yourself while being buried alive by snow!"
Crazy!
When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Bi Fang's words, they all thought the same thing.
It's not that they don't believe Bifang, but it's too scary to be buried alive. Many people find it difficult to breathe just by hearing the word.
[Holy shit, is it true or not, is it so scary to be buried in snow? 】
[I guess so. I used to hear a lot of news about avalanches, but not many of them survived.]
[Don’t go down, Fang Shen, it’s so dangerous and you will die.]
[Every time Fang Shen talks about a small accident during every live broadcast, why don’t I learn it myself? 】
While the audience in the live broadcast room was worried, Bi Fang had already pulled down the surrounding snow and buried his whole body. The flying snowflakes also accumulated rapidly, and in just a moment, he was completely buried.
Suddenly, everything was pitch dark, and the drone automatically switched to night mode for shooting.
[It’s so claustrophobic that it’s already difficult to breathe (angry). 】
【I feel so panicked all of a sudden.】
【Everything around here is exactly the same, how do you get out?】
[Your sister, you challenge the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular endurance limits of the audience all day long. Although it is not illegal, it is immoral!]
Under the snow layer, Bi Fang was also suffocated by the snow. Every moment, the snow on his body was thickening under the influence of the blizzard, like being covered with layer after layer of thick quilts. Although he was keeping warm,
But it was not breathable, and after a while, it became difficult to breathe.
Facing the camera, Bi Fang whispered: "You see, after being buried alive, we can't judge the direction at all. And if we are buried in the rice transplanting position, it will be even more difficult when the brain is congested. Therefore, in order to distinguish the direction,
We must use one thing, and that is gravity!"
"Gravity is always vertically downward. This is the key to our escape. When we cannot judge up and down, we can use the direction of saliva dripping to judge."
"Normally speaking, if you are buried, it will be completely dark and you can't see anything clearly, so the compass is of no use. At this time, you only need to open your mouth and wait for the saliva to flow out. If it flows out, then there is something in front of you.
The underground direction, and vice versa."
After saying that, Bifang opened his mouth, but he didn't feel any liquid dripping for a while. He knew that what he was facing was the direction of the ground.
Because of being pressed, Bifang's face began to turn red. Without hesitation, he dug directly in front of him.
"Because the space is small, we cannot stretch our bodies. At this time, digging in the snow can only be like swimming, holding the snow in front of us behind us, which requires very high skills."
Bi Fang moved the snow bit by bit. The vigorous exercise began to increase oxygen consumption and made his breathing become rapid. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not get enough oxygen.
"Usually, if a person buried in snow is found within fifteen minutes, the survival rate can reach 90%. This is a golden time."
"More than 45 minutes, the survival rate is only 20 to 30 percent. And we are actively seeking survival, and our physical strength is exhausted faster, so we must hurry up, otherwise there may not be enough oxygen. Once we faint from lack of oxygen, we will never be able to survive again.
No chance of climbing out of the ground."
In the dark environment, the audience could only see Bi Fang throwing snow in an extremely weird posture, and his whole body would twist from time to time to let the snow fill behind him.
Fortunately, although the wind and snow covered it quickly, because the hole Bifang dug before was not very deep, he only dug more than one meter, and he felt much more relaxed.
Not long after, his two hands stretched out from the ground one after another, and then slowly, his whole body drilled out completely like pulling out a carrot, and he successfully escaped!
[Awesome! This is a lot of cowhide!]
[This can’t trap Fang Shen, this is what he calls a survival master!]
[The name of the master is worthy of its name!]
【I'm really shocked!】
[Prince Mu gave 3 yachts to the anchor—can we go skiing in the Alps together next time? 】
[Pete Bupi presented a big bone*66 to the anchor—Fang Shen, you will be my big brother from now on, dear brother!]
[Nana is the spaceship I gave to the anchor*1—I never thought that one day I would actually tip another anchor, twice!]
Bi Fang returned to the ground, took a deep breath, shook the snow off his legs, lay down again, looked at the sky where the blizzard was raging, and smiled.
"This snow is really heavy. I estimate it will take several hours before it stops completely, so we have to lie down for a while. I think it will be a very boring time next. Maybe you can leave and do something else first."
What's up."
[Suddenly turned into a salted fish...]
【This style of painting has changed.】
【In front of nature, human beings are really insignificant.】
【When does the snow stop? Kick me.】
[This is the first time I met an anchor who persuaded people to leave. It’s a breath of fresh air in the live broadcast industry! 】
"However, wind is a convection medium. Although we temporarily hid in the snow nest, it blocked most of the heat convection and reduced the rapid loss of heat, so we didn't feel cold."
"But it is also very dangerous to stay there for a long time without replenishing heat energy. The effect is the same as boiling a frog in warm water, forming a perception illusion. When you really feel cold later, your physical energy is often not enough to maintain your normal state.
Physiological and metabolic functions cannot even get out of the snow nest."
"So we have to do some activities to get the body burning."
In the snow nest, Bifang put his hands on the ground and sat up with push-ups, generating heat energy by consuming physical energy.
The wind blew heavy snow, making a low whimper. Under the dark sky, a small figure was doing push-ups to warm up his body.
【It feels so eerie.】
[Yes, this environment looks scary. Not to mention that Fang Shen is alone, aren’t you scared? 】
"Haha, I'm definitely scared." Bifang gasped and laughed.
"Humans are social animals after all. It is inconvenient to do anything alone in the wilderness. They will definitely worry about accidents of this kind. Therefore, I emphasized during my first live broadcast that an optimistic attitude is very important in the process of survival.
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"If you're scared, just think about your friends and family, and imagine the delicious meals and new games after you succeed in surviving. But fortunately, I still have you, so I can chat and it's not too lonely.
"
[I was so embarrassed to leave...]
[Hahaha, me too. When I think that Fang Shen needs me, I can’t bear to leave. 】
[Do you need that? You are the live broadcast of the God of Greed! 】
[Feast and games? One look at Fang Shen and he doesn’t have a girlfriend (funny)]
Just as everyone was joking, Bifang suddenly stopped, sat up in the snow nest, and pricked up his ears.
Just now, there seemed to be some different sounds mixed in with the whimpering wind.
Bi Fang was a little doubtful that he had heard wrongly. He turned to look at the drone: "Did you hear anything?"
[No, I didn’t hear anything]
[The wind is so strong, how can you hear it?]
[Don’t scare me, Fang Shen, this wind sounds like a ghost screaming, am I a coward?]
[How is it possible? After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a spirit. We are the successors of Marxism and we don’t believe in this.]
"But there seemed to be a voice just now, right over there."
Bi Fang turned his head and looked to one side and pointed his finger.
The new wind swept the snow across the sky.
In the dark forest, there was only a whine blown by the wind, as if the previous sound did not exist, but was just an illusion caused by the wind.