Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 791 - 787: Super Typhoon

Stars hung low over the plain.

The number of viewers in the live stream had risen from five million in the afternoon to seven million two hundred and twenty-four thousand, obviously attracted by the impending typhoon, making even the monotonous footage bearable.

By now, meeting the viewership requirement for the mission was no longer an issue.

Bi Fang was equally nervous, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so he simply kept the live stream going.

However, today, an unfortunate event made the situation even tougher.

The food supply was running low!

And there was one less freshwater collector!

Bi Fang had been aware of the missing freshwater collector for a while, as this had been clear three days ago.

During the volcanic surfing, apart from nearly breaking off at the joint, some supplies had fallen off the boat; it was an unavoidable incident.

Although he would secure everything with hemp rope after use, it wasn't surprising that some items were lost amidst the violent situation three days ago. Moreover, with two freshwater collectors, the efficiency was quite high, and one was meant as a spare; losing one was still manageable.

But the fact that most of the food had spoiled...

Bi Fang looked at the moldy shark meat cake, rubbing it over and over, as a sour and unpleasant smell wafted through the air.

It was still due to the volcanic event, or perhaps it started earlier with the storm?

Whether it was the storm or the volcanic eruption, the Viking's hull had taken on water at the time. Even though the food had been stored as securely as possible, some spoilage was inevitable due to the moisture, and the recent three-day heatwave hastened the process.

Bi Fang had anticipated such events. After regaining his strength initially, the first priority was to escape the range of the volcanic eruption. He rowed for most of the day, as escaping danger was more crucial than food at that moment.

It was only in the evening that he opened the food packaging to inspect it, discovering some had gotten wet, with no chance to dry it out. By the next day, part of the food was already destroyed, and this process was still ongoing.

The soaked food, combined with the fact that it was seawater near the volcano, likely contained some unknown bacteria.

An eruption from an underwater volcano could wipe out all nearby life forms, but it might also spawn some resilient bacteria.

In 2014, a scientific expedition tried to study the Tagoro Volcano 130 meters below sea level near the Canary Islands.

It was Italian and Spanish scientists who dived with a robotic submarine to explore, and what they found was something very strange.

They discovered an odd sight on the volcano, something that everyone saw for the first time.

A very rare, extremely long white filamentous matter formed a breathtakingly beautiful covering, laying down a massive, two-thousand-square-meter carpet of giant long white hairs on the seafloor.

This white filamentous microbe was later dubbed "Venus's hair".

The reason was that there had been a volcanic eruption two years prior that reshaped nine square kilometers of the seafloor.

Nevertheless, Bi Fang still held a sliver of hope and tried airing out the food the next day. It wasn't until today, when he saw green fuzz growing on the shark meat cakes, that he finally condemned them, accepting that all was lost.

[What should we do? It looks like the food won't last much longer!]

[How many packets are left?]

[When it rains, it pours, and we're hit with a headwind just as the boat is slowing down.]

"There are about twenty kilograms left, which should be enough if used sparingly," said Bi Fang after taking inventory of the remaining supplies.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket — anyone with a bit of common sense knows that, and Bi Fang wouldn't pack all the food together either.

Each package was basically twenty kilograms, making a total of five packages, which also meant that the contents of four packages were ruined, a quite astonishing damage rate.

An adult weighing fifty kilograms would maintain their current weight by consuming 1500 to 2000 calories per day, which is roughly about eight ounces of food.

Bi Fang was well-built, weighing over eighty kilograms, and coupled with the considerable physical exertion each day, he could eat a kilogram of food, more than double that amount.

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The voyage had lasted only ten days so far, and according to the original forty-day provision, at least thirty kilograms of food was required, which now suddenly had a one-third shortfall.

Nemo Point was pitifully lacking in wildlife, a problem that couldn't be solved by mere skill.

However, Shark meatloaf itself is similar to compressed dry food, with not a trace of moisture, twenty kilograms of which could also be considered as thirty kilograms.

But this exact fit, with no possibility of replenishment and no way back, made one feel a little less secure, especially facing the upcoming typhoon.

[Shuiyou with a 15 cm not including head gift to the host Meat Bone*66——Airdrop supplies for the host, don't be afraid, we're with you]

[Lord Mu gifts the host Meat Bone*1000——I'll airdrop some too]

After recounting the supplies, Bi Fang wrapped the remaining idle bags tightly around this last package of supplies, striving for no accidents whatsoever.

If this package also got soaked and later grew mold because of the weather, then this crossing might as well be called off.

Throughout the entire first half of the night, Bi Fang couldn't sleep, all because he was on guard for the arrival of the tropical cyclone.

In fact, Bi Fang was skeptical about the typhoon mentioned in the comments; he thought these people might be mistaken...

Tropical cyclones, tropical storms, typhoons; most people couldn't distinguish the difference between them.

Normally, this should represent a progression: cyclones are weaker than storms, and storms are weaker than typhoons.

A weak tropical cyclone is not a typhoon; it must reach a certain strength to form a typhoon.

Internationally, based on the maximum wind force near the center of a tropical cyclone, they are categorized as: Tropical Depression, with a maximum wind speed of 6-7 on the Beaufort scale, which is 10.8-17.1 m/s.

Tropical Storm, maximum wind speed level 8-9, 17.2-24.4 m/s.

Only those stronger than storms will become typhoons, and they all have unique names.

Tropical cyclones are very common in the Pacific Ocean, and during the typhoon season each year, they are numerous. Compared to this, tropical storms are less frequent, but still not rare; there were nineteen last year and twenty-three the year before last.

The reason Bi Fang didn't think it was a typhoon this time was because he felt nothing; so far, the winds and waves had been too small.

Tropical cyclones occur over the tropical and subtropical ocean surfaces and are one of the most destructive weather systems in the Earth's physical environment.

Strong tropical cyclones not only bring about gales and huge waves but also often accompany torrential rains and storm surges, causing serious disasters.

Indeed, some viewers had read the meteorological descriptions and said it was just a tropical cyclone, but this made Bi Fang unsure.

In some places, such as the Taiwan Strait and Japan, any tropical cyclone with continuous central winds of 17.2 meters per second or stronger, including those defined by the World Meteorological Organization as tropical storms, severe tropical storms, and typhoons, are all called typhoons.

In informal situations, "typhoon" even directly refers to the tropical cyclone itself.

This was like the scene before Emperor Qin Shi Huang unified the measurements and standards, with almost each country having its own say...

The typhoons in the South Pacific would hardly affect the northern hemisphere, hence not much meteorological data would be published, and the meteorological information the Shuiyou saw came from the monitoring stations in the Vanuatu Islands...

As for why it was already named Harold, it's because all tropical storms actually have names, not just typhoons.

It wasn't until the second half of the night when suddenly the wind picked up violently, the sea became tumultuous, even more so than during a storm, that Bi Fang realized things were not simple.

This wind... was somewhat outrageous.

As it turned out, there were indeed some capable people in the comment section.

[I've seen the meteorological satellite images, and when the tropical cyclone swept over the island nation of Vanuatu in the South Pacific, its core cloud area became abnormally dense and compact, and the central eye deep and rounded. This indicates that it's gradually intensifying to its peak under favorable sea temperature and atmospheric circulation conditions!]

[Boss! Teach me how to watch typhoons!]

[It can basically be confirmed as a typhoon, meaning that the wind speed exceeds eighty, and it's very likely a super typhoon.....]

[However, the good news is that this typhoon's path doesn't completely pass through Nemo Point, or rather, it's affected, but it just brushed by the edge. I don't know where Master Fang is right now, but that should be considered good news, right?]

[Front row to watch the expert!]

Bi Fang naturally understood these things and knew that if the meteorological charts were truly so, then the other party's words held truth.

Having sailed for ten days, I've already completed more than half of the journey, at least thirteen or fourteen hundred kilometers. The distance from Nemo Point is neither near nor far.

There's a serious situation afoot.

However, it isn't entirely bad news.

Bi Fang looked at the bulging sails and realized something.

This time it's actually tailwind!

Cyclones in the Southern Hemisphere rotate clockwise, and Vanuatu's location is close to Fiji.

On the Mercator projection map, which is the most common world map, this country is located somewhat to the right and above Australia.

That is to say, to the left of Nemo Point.

Bi Fang was currently between Nemo Point and Vanuatu.

The clockwise cyclone was like an invisible giant hand grabbing the canoe, hurling it fiercely towards Nemo Point, it could even be said to be a perfect match!

Two hours later, dawn broke.

New updates arrived.

[The Ugly Country Joint Typhoon Warning Center believes that it has intensified to a strong wind speed of 70 meters/second with a wind force exceeding 17 grades, equivalent to our country's highest standard of super typhoon!]

[The report from the Central Meteorological Observatory indicates that the tropical cyclone Harold has a maximum wind force near its center of 17 grades (61 meters/second, equivalent to our country's super typhoon level) and a central minimum air pressure of 924 hPa as of 18:00 this afternoon.]

[According to the forecasts from the Fiji Meteorological Service, the Ugly Country JTWC, and even the Ugly Country GFS, the super typhoon Harold will gradually move southeastward over the next few days. Moreover, from the direction of its path, the category 16 storm Harold will be close to Waluatu around the afternoon of the 6th, and then it will begin to make landfall from west to east, subsequently heading east.]

[I'll just post the original text; Master Fang should be able to understand it...]

[I don't understand, I don't even know where these countries are.]

Bi Fang, controlling the sail on the sea, took a deep breath, "We can probably take it to mean that the typhoon is approaching us, and the next few days will become increasingly difficult!"]

A category 17 super typhoon!

Bi Fang remembered that there hasn't been a typhoon this big this year.

This damn thing is a "King of Winds"!

It's like a ferocious beast chasing us from behind.

With this thought, Bi Fang did not dare to delay and continued to control the side of the boat at high speed.

Now it can still be said to be tailwind, but once it gets close, it'll be game over.

Typhoons are enormously large water vapor cloud systems, in essence a "suction pump," with a huge impact on the weather system.

Heavy rain, torrential rain, and even extreme torrential rains are common, affecting the area for over three days, which can be called "super ferocious typhoon rain."

Moreover, it can easily cause tornadoes on land, which turn into water tornados over the sea.

Bi Fang, with his slight build, couldn't withstand the torment of a water tornado, could he?

It's the tyrant of the wind at sea, capable of sucking water into the high skies, forming a pillar connecting the ocean surface with the sky.

And it moves while spinning, with tremendous force, causing immense damage to ships at sea and marine life, entering it is like going through a meat grinder.

Better run, run fast.

Bi Fang, about to be bitten by the typhoon, once again initiated the great escape technique, moving at high speed across the sea.

The only concern now is whether the mast can withstand it.

If lucky, this time it might not even take forty days.

Thirty days would be sufficient!

The ten extra days could provide a great deal of assistance and relief for the upcoming journey through the Sahara!

The audience also witnessed what's called high-intensity sailing over the following two days.

Bi Fang hardly slept, or rather, he did sleep, but very little, almost only three to four hours each day, then continued on his journey day and night.

The waves at sea were also growing increasingly formidable, a sight that stirred the heart.

The most dangerous time, Bi Fang even saw a water tornado rise hundreds of meters away with his own eyes!

The funnel-shaped clouds extending from the bottom of the cumulonimbus cloud to the sea surface and the accompanying intense whirlwind. When it reached the sea surface, it sucked up tall columns of water.

What the audience saw was the tornado connected on one end to a vast expanse of dark clouds above, and at the other end plunged into the sea.

The junction was a big churn of seawater, a white expanse.

In the air, it was nearly wobbling like a Python!

And it moved at an extremely fast speed, its roar like thunder, potent as a flock of airplanes sweeping over at low altitude.

Perhaps because some parts of the vortex exceeded the speed of sound, it even generated small-amplitude shock waves.

Fortunately, its duration was not long, merely a dozen minutes or so. While its destructive power was strong, its impact range was not large, and it did not pose too much danger, yet it still shocked the viewers.

The junction was a big churn of seawater, a white expanse.

In the air, it was nearly wobbling like a Python!

And it moved at an extremely fast speed, its roar like thunder, potent as a flock of airplanes sweeping over at low altitude.

Perhaps because some parts of the vortex exceeded the speed of sound, it even generated small-amplitude shock waves.....

The junction was a big churn of seawater, a white expanse.

In the air, it was nearly wobbling like a Python!