YM778.TV Chapter 9 - 9 Such a Poor Broadcaster
Bi Fang felt he had been incredibly unlucky all day. It was his first day of livestreaming, yet it seemed like he ran into every possible problem, even encountering a venomous snake while trying to collect bird eggs.
Looking at the venomous snake continuously flickering its tongue, Bi Fang had a curse on the tip of his tongue that he wasn’t sure he should utter, but then he remembered that he was a public figure now and decided to let it go.
Now, the only way out left for him was the last one remaining.
He glanced at the tree branch below with the corner of his eye.
The next moment, Bi Fang did not hesitate to hook his hand onto the branch, and his seated body slid down, hanging himself from the branch.
Under the techniques of advanced yoga, this whole set of limb movements used very little energy and was extremely stable.
As he moved, the short-tailed viper indeed followed up. It wrapped tightly around the branch, its hard scales scraping against the mossy bark, making a faint sound.
One wave had barely settled before another arose.
The continuous excitement was so intense that the audience couldn’t relax, clutching at their sweat.
In an instant, the entire chat was flooding with messages of “Master Fang, run fast”.
But it was already too late. Bi Fang’s heart was pounding violently, and the short-tailed viper spiraled closer and closer.
The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a shimmer on the densely packed brown scales.
The yellow-green eyes glimmered faintly.
Under the drone’s dark lens, they were particularly conspicuous.
Bi Fang’s expression changed. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest as if it would burst out at any second, and at the moment the short-tailed viper lunged, he sensed danger.
The short-tailed viper, quickly closing in on him, compressed its body like a spring. Under its short and thick physique, its muscles contracted rhythmically, each of its scales slightly flaired out.
Before Bi Fang could react, the short-tailed viper shot out fiercely!
Inside the livestream.
The viewers couldn’t help but shiver, gripped by terror!
“Swoosh!”
Quick as a bolt, it cut through the air!
With superb dynamic vision, Bi Fang’s breathing slowed by half a beat, as if he could already smell the stench wafting from the snake’s open maw.
At this moment, it was too late to do anything!
So, he left everything to gravity!
He casually let go.
His fingers brushed over the moss, and a light breeze passed by his ears.
Bi Fang’s entire body plummeted freely. He could feel the open scales of the short-tailed viper, its exaggerated snake’s mouth, and the sharp fangs.
The fetid maw gaped open to 180 degrees, then snapped shut viciously!
But it caught nothing!
A lunge into thin air!
In the livestream, sunlight scattered, and the shadows of the leaves flickered, dark and light interlacing, framing the man and the snake.
The viper, having failed its strike, coiled back around the branch, flicking its tongue as if in anger.
Feeling his body’s weightlessness, the falling Bi Fang blinked, leaving everything to instinct.
The five-meter drop was over in a flash, and deep within his mind, Wilderness Survival Skills suddenly awoke. The moment his foot touched the branch, Bi Fang bent his knees, taking off some of the impact first.
But the branch was full of moss, narrow and slippery. It was impossible to land steadily from a five-meter drop, but Bi Fang had anticipated this.
Under the astonished gaze of the livestream audience.
Bi Fang leaned back, using an inclined angle to let his back friction against the trunk, taking off more of the impact, but it still wasn’t enough!
Bi Fang, leaning against the branch, couldn’t grab hold; he was still falling!
But…
Thinking ten steps ahead, Bi Fang knew he couldn’t grab onto the branch, so his initial goal wasn’t to land on it in the first place!
He wanted to go straight down!
Below this branch was another one, only two meters away. Just one more impact reduction, and he would be less than three meters from the ground, low enough for him to land safely with the backflip skills from Wilderness Survivalist!
Having already taken off a majority of the impact, Bi Fang collided with the branch again!
Inside the livestream, many people covered their eyes, unable to watch any longer.
A massive jolt of pain transmitted from his back, overwhelming his mind.
Bi Fang plummeted straight toward the ground, but he could feel that his falling speed had already decreased to a bearable range!
Looking at the ground close at hand, Bi Fang’s muscles all tensed up and, at the moment of landing, he bent his knees, simultaneously shifted his weight to one side, then used his shoulder to absorb the impact, rolling out fiercely.
He rolled several times before he could barely stop.
Bi Fang lay on the ground, coughing a few times, feeling the world spinning around him; he hurriedly got up to check and only after confirming that he had landed successfully did he collapse powerlessly back onto the ground.
But…
An intense pain transmitted from his buttocks and back, making Bi Fang somewhat uncomfortable.
The two instances of using branches to absorb the fall had largely relied on his tough skin and flesh, and even his face was scratched painfully by various stones and weeds.
It took several minutes for him to recover before he took a few deep breaths like someone who had narrowly escaped death, struggled to his feet, spat out the grass and mud from his mouth, and grinned at the camera, “It seems I’ve made my escape!”
[That’s incredible!]
[You’re okay after such a high fall?]
[Was that a tactical roll?]
[It’s a basic fall-breaking technique in the military, but the anchor’s moves are too practiced, aren’t they? Without falling a thousand times, you simply can’t achieve this level. Which military unit has so much training? The anchor is definitely no ordinary person]
[Must be a special forces member, right? Definitely special forces, right? With wilderness survival, climbing, and now these fall-breaking moves, it’s confirmed!]
[Shocking, special forces right beside us?]
[Little Fish Little Shrimp sends the anchor an airplane*1—I’m convinced, jumping from ten meters high, even Uncle Long wouldn’t dare to do that]
[Daycare Center Barbell sends the anchor fish balls*9999]
[Lord Mu sends the anchor a Super Rocket*1—I just followed, Master Fang is awesome!]
Myriad gifts immediately flooded the live broadcast room, from a few dozens to a few hundreds, and they kept coming non-stop. As the audience was extremely excited, there came a “boom”, and across all the live broadcasting rooms on Shark TV, a golden banner appeared.
“Lord Mu sends the anchor Bi Fang a Super Rocket, everyone, come and get your treasure box!”
[My God, a tycoon has appeared!]
[This fall wasn’t a loss for the anchor at all!]
[Not necessarily, right? Looking at the anchor’s gear, he doesn’t look like someone short of cash]
Even Bi Fang was startled when he saw the Super Rocket, as it was worth a good two thousand in cash.
He had only ever seen others send such gifts in live streams and never imagined that one day he would receive such a valuable gift himself. However, this was also an acknowledgment of his broadcast’s content, and Bi Fang hurriedly thanked: “Thank you, Brother Mu, for the Super Rocket, I really appreciate it.”
The Super Rocket is the most expensive gift on Shark TV, worth two thousand each, and after being sent, the entire platform can see it, and there will be a treasure box for everyone to grab. This is undoubtedly a good way to attract new viewers, so Bi Fang was truly very grateful.
As expected, as soon as the gift was sent out, the number of people in the live broadcast room quickly began to grow, surpassing a thousand in no time. Although many were just grabbing and running, so long as a portion could be kept, it was a gain.
Taking advantage of the audience still grabbing the gift bags, Bi Fang hastily reintroduced the content of his live broadcast and said, “Actually, the fact that I escaped safely just now also involved a bit of luck, having two branches for cushioning and solid fall-breaking Skill.”
“Essentially, the Short-tailed Viper is also a rather tame reptile that will maintain a ‘do not attack if not attacked’ attitude as long as it is not provoked. If you really encounter one, you generally just need to back away to avoid getting into trouble.”
“Just now, it appeared I just barged in while it was hunting and it mistook me for an enemy. Unfortunately, we lost our bird eggs.”
Bi Fang looked up at the Short-tailed Viper still on the tree and shook his head.
[I don’t care, awesome is the final word]
[Luck is also a part of strength, whether it’s the understanding of snakes, enough Skill in cushioning the fall, or a calm attitude, could a normal person do this?]
[Exactly, Master Fang is too strong. If it were me, no matter what kind of snake it was, I would definitely have fled immediately!]
[Fled? I’d have been frozen stiff with fear!]
[What snake? Just came in, what happened?]
The newly arrived viewers were baffled, but soon enough, a fan provided an explanation.
Hearing that Bi Fang had just narrowly escaped from the mouth of a snake and then fallen safely from a ten-meter-high tree, they were all dumbstruck.
It was also lucky that the System’s granted skills were powerful, with various knowledge and techniques coming naturally, utterly without training; otherwise, that fall just now would have been fatal, or at the very least resulted in missing limbs and broken bones.
[Fat Cat Pete sends the anchor a rocket*1—Master Fang, look at me!]
[Master Fang, I’m a professional photographer, and the scene of Master Fang dancing with the snake just now truly stunned me, may I screenshot it and post it online? I won’t use it for commercial purposes, just want everyone to see, it’s really shocking!]
Oh?
Is that so?
Upon seeing the message, Bi Fang considered it briefly and realized he had no reason to refuse.
This was a great opportunity to expand his influence.