YM778.TV Chapter 107 - 104: A Billion Years Ago
Which university’s geography department did Old Fang escape from? Can the president get him to come back?]
[I have to give this wave a 94> don’t ask why, because I was watching the live broadcast on the highway and got docked 6 points!]
(Too strong, too strong, I’m willing to call this analysis the strongest!]
[Old Fang really knows a lot.]
“It’s not that I know a lot, it’s just that I knew it before you all did,” Bi Fang shook his head, “Now you know too.”
[Ah, high EQ!]
[Why does it feel like I’ve heard this before?]
[Old Fang said it in his first live stream, I remember it very clearly! Just for that phrase, I became a fan of this person!]
Bi Fang’s analysis was stunning, and once again the bullet comments and gifts surged through the chat. Pan Wei watched with envy and hawked even more energetically, sweat streaming down his face.
“Turn the air conditioning down a bit more!” he said, turning to the fat man.
“It’s already at the lowest,” the fat man said, turning the dial all the way.
The feeling of heat now was all due to the sun; the temperature itself wasn’t very high, but the faces of the four people inside the vehicle were already beginning to redden.
Bi Fang was able to walk in the shadows of the sand dunes because he was alone and had a smaller figure, but the jeep couldn’t go there. It would be prone to tipping over if it did, so they had no choice but to follow under the sun. Sunburns.
Sunburns are caused by excessive exposure of the skin to ultraviolet rays, with symptoms and signs appearing within one to twenty-four hours.
Skin changes range from mild erythema with flaky scaling to pain, edema, tenderness of the skin, and blisters.
In severe cases, there may be accompanying symptoms such as fever, headache, palpitations, fatigue, nausea, and vomiting.
Bi Fang looked at the few people in the car with their reddened faces and tightened the white head cover on his head as he walked toward a huge rock in the distance.
It was already eleven o’clock, but Bi Fang did not stop and continued to walk.
He said he had to get these people to a hospital within a day, and not a minute late!
As they hurried along, Bi Fang also kept sharing experiences and stories to fill the boring time.
“Humans have a rather long history of surviving in the harsh environment of the desert, but have never conquered it, only facing it,” he said.
The person who taught me this lesson was a Keriya friend I met when I went to Xinjiang.”
[Wait, Keriya people? Do we have this ethnic group in our country?]
[Sounds like a foreigner’s name? Is Master Fang’s circle of friends that wide?] [Really?]
“Of course not, where would I get foreign friends from?”
Bi Fang shook his head; it was during his research trip to the desert to count the number of red foxes that he stumbled upon that community.
“The Keriya people belong to the Uyghur ethnic group. They are a quite legendary local nomadic group, but not many people know about them.” “In January 1896, the Swedish explorer Sven Hedin followed the river of the Keriya people in the Tarim Basin to the end of the desert. He wanted to know where the last few drops of water struggled to reach…” ”
“He continued deep into the Taklamakan Desert along the riverbanks where ancient trees reached for the sky. He found not only herds of wild camels running around but also a haven for numerous wild boars.”
“What surprised him even more was that there was a community of herders there!”
“This picturesque, isolated desert oasis is called ‘Dariyabuyi’ in Uyghur, which translates to ‘on the riverside’ in Chinese. Those living there are the Keriya people.”
“It is said that the Keriya people are a branch of the Ancient Loulan people from two thousand years ago, who have lived in the desert ever since. Of course, there’s no basis for this claim, and it’s just something to listen to.”
Bi Fang swallowed his saliva and returned to the main topic.
“That person had been living in the desert since they were a child, and he said something to me that left a deep impression, ‘Why struggle and spend energy fighting against things you cannot change?\'”
“From that moment, I knew that to survive in the desert, we must adapt our bodies to its harsh conditions, instead of trying to find water and chase game. Here, conserving is much more important than sourcing.”
Bi Fang stretched out his hand toward the vast expanse of desert before him, declaring grandly, “Do you see this desert? It’s our country’s fifth-largest desert! Do you know when it started to form?”
“50 million years ago! The Indian plate collided with the Eurasian continental plate! The rise of the Tibetan Plateau created this vast expanse of desert!” The northwest wind swept the ground, and yellow sand flew.
“Here, mountains and basins alternate,
with the Kunlun Mountains, Altyn-Tagh, and Qilian Mountains to the south,
the Pamir Plateau to the west,
and Tian Mountain and Altai Mountains to the north,
“The Helan Mountains and Yin Mountains to the east have it all enclosed!”
Bi Fang stretched out his palm and suddenly clenched it.
In front of all the viewers, the scene from thousands of years ago where the mountains rose up appeared, as if gods descended, transformed into an impassable barrier, turning this place into an eternally desolate land!
This place is far from the ocean.
Warm and moist air currents travel long distances to get here.
Most of the moisture has already dissipated.
It encounters the barrier of the mountains and the plateau.
When the air currents climb over the high mountains, they further accelerate the loss of moisture.
By the time they reach here, they are already exceptionally dry.
It’s arid and seldom rains.
However, aridity alone is certainly not enough.
Where does such an expanse of sand come from?
On the mountains surrounding the basin.
There once were glaciers larger than those of today!
As the ice and snow gradually melted,
massive amounts of water converged along the foothills toward the basin, forming numerous rivers and lakes.
The flowing water carried sand and gravel “scoured” from the mountains, either creating vast alluvial fans,
or gradually depositing at the bottom of lakes.
In the end, within the basin, layers of sediment hundreds of meters thick were formed!
After Bi Fang finished his description, everyone was shaken.
Could such a monotonous desert really have such a magnificent history?
“Even the modem Hotan River carries about six million cubic meters of silt per year, which means that in a million years, the river basin will have a layer of sand roughly 120 meters thick, the equivalent of a 40-story building!”
“And in fact, the sediment in the Tarim Basin even farther away is even deeper! These sediments also became the main source of sand for our country’s deserts!”
“Conquering such a desert is not something you can do just by relying on some jeeps and bringing a few extra boxes of water,” Bi Fang said lightly, but everyone knew he was alluding to something.
“[Strange, he started reciting the ID card!]”
“[I feel that those few people are not in as good shape as Master Fang.]”
“(Based on my clinical medical experience from my bachelor’s, master’s, and doctoral studies, they’ve gotten sunburned!]”
“[By the way, it’s already twelve o’clock. Didn’t Master Fang say he was going to avoid this time?]”
“Ah, is it twelve o’clock?” Bi Fang pretended to realize, “I felt fine, so I just kept going. Looks like I need to find a place to rest now!”
Upon hearing this, Du Chuan and the others’ faces turned exceptionally sour.
They thought the other party was doing it on purpose.
How could a Wilderness Master possibly misjudge the time?
But finally, it was time to rest. They also wanted to hurry and drive to a shady place, as it was really too hot here.
Pan Wei rubbed his face, and fine flakes of skin fell like fish scales, startling him so much that he quickly took out a bottle of water and wiped his face with it.
“That’s the second box, use less,” the voice of the fatty came from the side.
“I know, I know,” Pan Wei replied impatiently.
But when they saw Bi Fang crawl into a spot where a car couldn’t possibly enter and there was no shade anywhere else, they were dumbfounded.
I finally found such a spot. If I don’t bake you alive, my name isn’t Bi.
Just wait, this is just the beginning.
Cradling the drone, Bi Fang crawled into the narrow crevice beneath the huge rock and sneered at the few people outside the cave.
If you’re not staying for three months, can that even be called an inpatient stay?