Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 812 - 808: Hearing the Sound Alone

The sunrise in the Sahara was beautiful.

Choosing the highest dune to watch the sunrise, the panoramic view allowed one to clearly see the rapid color changes of the dunes, from black to red, and then from yellow to white, as if it were an animated effect rendered frame by frame.

Moreover, this change in light had a power that instilled silence, the noisy human voices were suddenly suppressed, and only quietness remained between heaven and earth.

It felt as if one had arrived on an alien planet.

Unlike the swift sunrise, sunset was a slow process.

For it was only after the sun had completely dipped below the horizon that the red glow of twilight began to steam forth.

This usually lasted for half an hour, and then the world lost all its color.

Bi Fang lit the campfire, which became the sole light for miles around, carving out a resolute corner in the darkness, dispelling the biting cold.

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The flames burned quietly, without the usual crackling sound of burning wood, indicating a completely different kind of fuel was alight. If one got closer, they would discover these were compressed little cylinders resembling biomass pellets.

"Camel dung is the perfect fuel, thanks to the camel's unique structure. Camel dung is almost completely dry and has the properties of hay, making it an excellent source of fuel."

Camels had an extraordinary ability to withstand thirst, losing 30-40% of their body weight to dehydration without harm.

In comparison, humans experienced dry mouth with just 2% dehydration; irritability at 5%; dehydration symptoms at 10%; confusion and possible coma at 15%; and life-threatening conditions at 20% dehydration.

Such bug-like abilities were extremely rare in nature, and their existence was not without reason.

Camels had many fine and convoluted tubes in their nostrils. Normally, these tubes were moistened by liquids. When the body was short of water, these tubes immediately stopped secreting liquids, and a hard skin formed on their surface to absorb the moisture from exhaled air and prevent it from being lost; during inhalation, the water trapped in the skin would be absorbed back into the body.

Moreover, unlike other animals, camels did not promptly excrete the water they drank as urine. Instead, they adjusted the absorption rate of water and controlled their urination based on their environment.

The dilemma of not being able to hold one's need to urinate after drinking too much water simply did not exist for camels.

Their urine was concentrated, yet they didn't suffer from uremia; their droppings were pellet-shaped and could be burned directly after being cooled and dried a bit, without causing constipation. Even the resistance of their red blood cells to osmotic lysis was much stronger than in cattle and horses, avoiding significant biological impact during plasma dehydration due to lack of water.

Additionally, there were changes in body temperature, insulation, strong renal function, and such a circulation and utilization of water within the body, which brought on their ability to endure thirst.

"In fact, the dung of most herbivorous animals is excellent fuel. Even if some are not as dry as camel dung, you can crush it, spread it flat on rocks, let it dry in the sun. The whole process doesn't take long, about an hour, and then you can get highly effective, high-quality fuel."

"The key is that many herbivores' dung doesn't smell bad. This is related to their diet and the microbiome in their digestive tract. Being herbivores with long digestive systems and abundant and diverse gut microflora makes it less likely to have a bad smell, just like cattle and elephants."

"It might even have a scent of fresh grass, which could reduce the degree of physical discomfort for many people."

Any survivor with basic training would not have too strong an aversion to dung.

On the contrary, the more knowledgeable one was in survival skills, the more joyful they would be upon encountering such dung.

Because it indicated the presence of animals nearby. Tonight, there might be a chance for a hearty meal, or the dung could be used as fuel, bait, and so on.

In the most extreme environments, one could even try to squeeze out a trace of water from it.

[Geez, what devil capitalists, making them work without feeding, and still expecting them to produce!]

[It's a one-way transaction, huh (Dog's head)]

Bi Fang sat by the fire, enjoying the warmth of the flames, unwinding from the day's fatigue, feeling sleepy.

He threw six Golden Scorpions into the fire pit, which were the results of digging for a quarter of an hour.

Once the exterior turned slightly crispy and charred, Bi Fang used a dagger to pick them out of the fire, wiped off the dust, and began to chew.

The scorpions, fresh from the flames, were unbearably hot; although they burned his mouth, they significantly dispelled the chilling cold of the Sahara night.

"In desert regions, food easily spoils and deteriorates. Any stored food, if not thoroughly dehydrated, should be consumed all at once after opening, or resealed and stored in a cool place."

"Although the Sahara itself has fewer microbes due to its unique environment, they are indeed present in food. Moisture and high temperatures will cause them to multiply rapidly, leading to quick spoilage."

"Moreover, excessive heat can cause loss of appetite, so there is no need to force oneself to eat during the day. High-protein foods like scorpions increase internal heat production, accelerate water loss, and digestion also requires a significant amount of water."

"If you lack water, do not eat these insects. It is better to reduce food intake and consume foods that are high in water content, such as fruits and leafy vegetables."

The scorpions had a nice texture; or rather, most insects tasted the same, being crispy to eat, and since the scorpions were quite sizable, Bi Fang even detected a hint of meatiness, adding a touch of oily flavor.

"Locals believe that flames can drive away devils, but in my view, its most practical effect is to prevent animals from rashly approaching."

With a few fruits and melons, Bi Fang filled his stomach halfway and felt sleepier. After a brief chat with the audience, he turned off the livestream and burrowed into the sandpit.

Lying alone on the sand and looking up at the starry sky, he felt as if it were a blanket inlaid with crystals. Draped in it, with the fire crackling and the scent of fresh grass in the air, he fell asleep without realizing it.

When Bi Fang woke again, it was the sound similar to a girl's cry that startled him.

The livestream automatically resumed, and many viewers, for whom it was still daylight due to time differences, rushed in. They were all startled by the eerie cries.

[Damn, what's that sound?]

[Is a woman in trouble?]

[Is it time for Master Fang to play the hero and rescue the damsel?]

"No, it's just the howling of wolves."

As an experienced survival expert, Bi Fang did not even need to compare the sounds to identify it came from an animal.

"Desert Wolves are small, and their howls differ quite a bit from regular wolves; they sound like a woman's weeping, but not quite the same. Nighttime is their peak activity period; we need to be cautious now."

Bi Fang climbed out of the sandpit and just as he emerged, a collapse occurred, burying the pit halfway.

This was one of the drawbacks of sandpits; while easy to create, they were also easily destroyed during entry and exit.

Looking at the extinguished campfire, Bi Fang tried to reignite it.

"Dawn is approaching. Let's make a new fire and hope it serves some purpose."

As the flames grew stronger, the distant wolf howls subsided, yet Bi Fang remained vigilant, waiting with the audience in the livestream.

The night passed slowly in a struggle with the wolves that were heard but not seen.

Only at daybreak, when the wolves ceased making noise, did the viewers finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Though tired from a restless night, Bi Fang pondered, what could be more thrilling and entertaining than a night in the Sahara like this?

"Since it's dawn, let's continue on our way."

Bi Fang stood up, dusted off his behind, tidied up the traces of his presence, grabbed the camel's reins nearby, stepped into the stirrups, mounted swiftly, and rode off into the morning light.