Chapter seven hundred and twenty first long-lost smell
Bi Fang, who was wearing a deerskin coat, was contented and waved at the coast, watching the Tesis set off with the skyline in mind. The gray whale next to it surfaced, exposing its back and spraying water mist.
After a while, the sea returned to calm, and the whale continued to swim powerfully, as if nothing had happened.
The sound of a solitary whale echoed across the empty wilderness, making it feel sad and faint.
Bi Fang has seen "whale leaping" several times, but never observed it so closely.
Humans always want to "explain" every behavior of animals, but in the end they still cannot understand what whales want to express through this behavior.
Maybe it just wants to feel the wind on the sea, or maybe it just wants to jump up and give it a try.
However, the scene unfolding in front of them left all the audience speechless, and their hearts were filled with something inexplicable, as if they had a sudden burst of anger or a thought.
Perhaps what impresses everyone is not the huge whale in the frame, but the unique vastness of the surrounding nature, and the insignificance of living in nature.
I am always living day by day among the iron-gray buildings, and at the same moment, another kind of time is indeed flowing slowly.
Whether you can think about this in the corner of your heart in your daily life will definitely make a world of difference.
[When I get rich, I will definitely go and see everywhere]
[A social animal must behave like a social animal. It is your destiny to receive blessings. Just stay with these few square meters of land.]
[Hey, it would be great if people could live longer, like two hundred years old, and they would be teenagers until they were fifty. It would be so cool, and the pressure would disappear all of a sudden]
[The tragedy of short-lived species is that they are like floating, they can only live for one day, and their only purpose is to find a partner and reproduce. 】
【In the midst of life and death, I want to leave something else behind】
[Descendants (dog head)]
The audience once again argued about life, and Bi Fang stood up and waved one last time towards the Tesis.
The ship disappeared into the distance, and the seal, which was so frightened that it jumped into the sea, stuck out its head. After seeing the whale, it carefully climbed onto the ice floe, lay down on the ice, and patted its belly happily.
Another rescue was completed.
Bi Fang stared at the undulating sea surface, took a long breath, and felt relaxed all over. The cold wind blew on his body and he no longer felt how cold it was.
The gray whale matter has been perfectly resolved. Next, we have to focus on the dates recorded. It is now late November, and there are still two months to go.
After riding the dog sled back to the wooden house, Bi Fang further processed the reindeer meat. First, he divided the fat and lean meat and processed them separately to avoid possible losses to the greatest extent.
The excess venison was then buried in a pit.
"I feel like a squirrel storing pine nuts for the winter, but it's almost the same. It's winter now."
Bi Fang clapped his hands and shook off the snow flakes, "Actually, we can also hang the meat on a tree, which will have the same effect, but it's really troublesome to wrap the rope, so we'd better bury it on the spot."
With food, water, and enough fuel, Bi Fang thought that his life would definitely be happy.
Nice romance
Two hunts, one musk ox and two reindeer, the combined amount of meat exceeded 300 kilograms.
Such a record cannot be achieved even by a group of hyenas with the highest hunting success rate in nature. They can be called the king of the jungle!
Eating the weak and the strong is the only way to survive in nature!
The energy of the sun supplies all things, but people cannot survive by relying on photosynthesis. If they want to survive, they must hunt. If they want to live well, they must know how to hunt.
...
Time has entered December.
More than a week has passed since the gray whale was rescued. This is Bi Fang's 40th day in the Arctic wilderness to survive. The temperature seems to have stabilized at minus 40 degrees. Although it is terrible, it is not so cold that it is not impossible to survive.
At least Bifang is wearing deerskin, which can even be easily changed and washed.
After brushing off the dry snow on his body, Bi Fang added a kiln of newly baked charcoal into the fire pit.
At first, Bifang would add firewood, but later he discovered that firewood was not as comfortable as charcoal. Not only was the heat not as stable, but it also didn't last as long as charcoal, so he started to use charcoal later.
After adding charcoal, Bifang closed the lid, leaving only a hole for ventilation, stood up and opened the small door of the wooden house.
"Gah."
The six dogs that moved at the sound raised their heads and came bounding in the snow one by one. Shaking their fur, they squeezed in from Bifang's feet, broke open the half-open wooden door, and filed in.
Goudan, Fugui and Wangcai were the first three sled dogs Bi Fang encountered. Although it was not stated explicitly, it can be seen that the status of these three dogs was obviously much higher than the other three. At the first moment,
He grabbed a seat next to the fire pit, pressed his body against the warm stone, and yawned.
Goudan tried to jump onto the fire bed a few times before, but Bi Fang grabbed his ears and pulled him down every time. Now he is a little more honest, but not that honest, and he still needs to keep a close eye on him.
The remaining three occupied other positions next to the three idiots. The wooden house was not very large, and the six big dogs equally divided all the places except the fire pit, leaving almost no place for Bifang to stay.
Bi Fang sighed and looked at the drone on the side: "That's it for today's live broadcast. It's been a rare leisure time recently. I made a lot of tools and polished the sled. I'll see if it can be done in two days.
Get some plants and get some vitamins."
After finishing speaking, the live broadcast was shut down.
The content of this week or so is not very novel, so the days when Bifang starts the live broadcast every day are not long, and it is more like a routine report.
The drone landed on the ground. Bi Fang took off his hat and carefully stepped on the gap between the dogs. He came to the hot bed, took off his coat to use as a pillow, and touched the hot bed again.
"It's just right. It's warm for your hands, but not too hot."
Adding charcoal to the fire pit is a technical job. If it is too hot, you will be sweating while sleeping, just like a steamer. If it is not, you will feel cold in the second half of the night. It is surprisingly cold, even Bifang's body feels a little unbearable.
Damn, it has only gotten better in the past two days.
In short, most people can't grasp it. Bi Fang only gradually understood the dosage after many attempts, and he was basically able to sleep comfortably all night.
The charcoal in the fire pit emits a faint red light, and the heat is continuously transmitted, baking the entire wooden house to a sleepy state.
The cold wind is howling outside, and one person and six dogs in the wooden house are dreaming of success.
Goudan's head pressed against the stone, and he slowly opened his mouth and slipped out his tongue. The dog's hair also gave off a faint burnt smell.
midnight.
The wind and snow got stronger, turning the land into a lake.
On the hundred-meter-high rock wall, several sharp claws stepped into the snow, leaving deep claw marks.
Dozens of pairs of green eyes dimly lit up from the darkness.