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In the swamp, mosquitoes danced, and a five-meter long bay crocodile was firmly bound at the snout, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity. At that moment, a young man cover in mud was straddling it, and he was very modest in the face of audience's praise. "I'm Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I have trekked atop the roof of the world and traversed through the Valley of Death, and I've even challenged the mysterious Amazon. Even the National Geographic has named me the world's premier survival expert, the king of the wild at the top of the food chain, but trust me, that's all an overstatement..." Under the crimson clouds, Bi Fang silently tightened the rope in his hand and, seeing that the bay crocodile beneath him had finally stopped struggling, he pulled out the Hunting Knife and killed it with a single strike to the underside of its jaw. "Today is the second day of survival. I thought I would have to endure another hungry night, but now it seems, dinner has taken care of itself."
"Old Qin, yes, it's me, no big deal, just wanted to borrow two hundred bucks from you. I just resigned, right? Once I get through this tough spot... Ah? Your wife's in the hospital? Never mind, never mind then..."
"Hello? Brother Xu? There's something I need..."
"Fatty, it's me. Didn't I just give you two thousand? No, why would I... It's just that I need you to return two hundred, I'm in an urgent situation... Hello? Hello!"
The rain had been falling for four hours with no sign of stopping.
The cramped rented room was filled with the smell of mold; the only piece of furniture, a termite-eaten desk, was against the wall, and the young man sitting beside it once again deleted a contact from his phone before setting the phone down on the desk.
The transaction record of six hundred yuan illuminated the black screen of the phone.
Only three people were willing to lend him money.
And he was only left with three contacts in his phone book.
Though determining the quality of the relationships was the main reason, the so-called "friends" of the original owner of this life really were lousy.
In the length of the contact list he inherited, only three people were worth befriending?
Forget it, that's just as well, there's no emotional burden in deleting them all. Having many close friends would actually be an inconvenience.
As for those who were willing to lend him money, he would surely repay their kindness tenfold in the future!
Just as the young man was firmly resolving to do this, a series of electronic tones suddenly rang by his ear.
[Ding! Wilderness Live Broadcast System load complete, personal panel fully loaded, data coordination complete!]
The young man stared blankly for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief.
At last, after a week of waiting, the system finally kicked in!
[Sole binder: Bi Fang]
[Age: 24]
[Height: 183.6cm]
[Weight: 68KG]
[Strength: 7]
[Physique: 8]
[Agility: 8]
[Spirit: 9]
[Status: Hungry, Exhausted]
[These values are based on the average data of a healthy adult male, standard constant: 10]
[Enhancement Points: 0]
[Occupational Skills: Foot Orienteering lv3, Rock Climbing lv1, Swimming lv2, First Aid lv3, Biological Identification lv2]
"Damn, such low stats, am I suffering from kidney deficiency?"
Has he been drained by a ghost?
Bi Fang looked at the panel and scoffed inwardly, even though just a week ago he was a core member of the National Wildlife Conservation Association. What rotten luck!
If it weren't for trying to protect the golden cat, how could he have led the poachers away, and then fallen off a cliff in the struggle!
Damn poachers!
Luckily, fortune favored him, and he didn't end up in a never-ending sleep but instead arrived in another world, also named Bi Fang, a recently fired white-collar worker.
No house, no car, no bad habits, nothing at all.
He was done for!
But since he had crossed over, as an adult, Bi Fang grudgingly accepted reality.
At least his looks were still on point, not a bad deal, and he had carefully studied this world over the past week to see if there were any opportunities for... pushing societal progress, shall we say.
While casually waiting for his metaphoric golden finger...
After all, that's what they all say in the books.
And then!
Heaven does not forsake those who cross over!
His golden finger arrived on the second day, and it was among the crème de la crème, a system that was still loading!
Then it loaded, all the way to today...
He was almost unable to afford food, but finally!
...
Accompanied by the appearance of a pale blue panel with a technological flair, a deluge of information poured into his mind—system explanations, mission objectives, various data...
Bi Fang felt dizzy for a moment, closed his eyes to ponder for a while, and eventually summarized three points:
First: the essence of the system is repetitive... it's wilderness broadcasting, with a variety of content mainly centered around the wilderness;
Second: the system is invisible to others and relies entirely on thought for communication;
Third: the system will issue missions and rewards, with the degree of compulsion unknown.
Sounds decent enough...
Bi Fang rubbed his chin, recalling his past passion for nature and adventure which had led him to join the CWCA.
If he couldn't fulfill his dream in the original world, doing it in another world wasn't a bad option.
Although the memories left by the original owner weren't many, and he had made those phone calls to clear up interpersonal relationships.
It could only be said that some people had really narrowed their own paths.
But few as they may be, Bi Fang knew one thing for certain—the new world was almost no different from the original.
The historical process was almost identical, technology was advanced, and customs were similar.
Except for the cultural industry!
This world had no Bear Grylls, no Grandpa De, not even similar shows!
Since he couldn't sing, dance, or rap, he might as well embark on some wilderness adventures to make ends meet.
As for why the system chose him, Bi Fang didn't care, nor did he dwell on it. Maybe it happened while eating, brushing his teeth, or even while wiping his butt. Anyway, when he woke up, the system was there.
Perhaps it's standard equipment for a transmigrator?
These days, without a golden finger, you'd be embarrassed to call yourself a transmigrator!
In any case, he would claim all the benefits first!
[Ding! Wilderness Live Broadcast System successfully activated, beginner's gift package now issued, please check your item inventory at your leisure.]
Oho? There's even a gift package?
Startled, Bi Fang followed the guidance and opened the gift pack, accompanied by an effect of gold coins cascading down.
[TOREAD Pathfinder trekking shoes*1, Ancestor Bird Sportswear*1, Backpack*1]
[Visual Restoration Coupon*1]
[Live Broadcast Device*1]
[First-Person Invisible Camera*1]
[Skill Can*3]
Wow!
Right off the bat, it was hardcore outdoor live broadcast equipment—just the timely rain for someone as poor as him!
But Bi Fang knew that the most valuable items here were that coupon and the skill cans!
The coupon was one of the System's rewards, and its effect was just what the name implied!
And he was a bit nearsighted!
Without hesitation, Bi Fang immediately focused his thoughts on the gold coupon in the item slot.
Bang!
The coupon turned into golden dust and scattered.
Instantly, an intense sensation of coolness and sourness surged like an electric shock almost causing him to moan out loud.
The horrifying amount of tears gushed out like a waterfall, quickly forming a puddle on the table's edge—he could practically dehydrate from this amount!
Unheard of!
Ten minutes later, as the sourness in his eyes lifted, Bi Fang slowly opened them; his stiff eyes became surprisingly lively.
"Wow, is it so clear?!"
Bi Fang was startled by the sight in front of him—an influx of bright light from the outside world as if a thick film had been peeled from the world.
The heavy rain poured outside, slightly dim, yet he could still make out the advertisement boards several streets away, and it wasn't just the distant and near vision.
The trajectory of the raindrops in the air was crystal clear—this was exceptional dynamic vision!
If the coupon was this powerful, what about the skill cans?
Thinking this, Bi Fang couldn't wait to use his thoughts to open one, along with the shattering effect of the can, a burst of blue light flashed.
Blue Skill!
Bi Fang held his breath.
Was this his lucky day?
Green-Blue-Purple-Orange-Red are the five levels of skills. In his past life, he had professional training, but even so, he didn't have a single blue skill!
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a blue top-tier skill—Wilderness Survivalist lv5]
In an instant, a flash seemed to pass through Bi Fang's brain, and fragmented information awakened from the depths of his memory—tracking prey, identifying directions, rudimentary recognition of flora and fauna, making traps, and even… fighting techniques!
If someone were beside him at this moment, they would undoubtedly notice Bi Fang's aura had completely changed from just a moment ago!
Just a moment ago he was a timid rabbit, the next a hungry wolf—not just a hungry wolf, but a ferocious tiger!
Bi Fang snapped open his eyes, and even though he was simply sitting there, his eyes shimmered with the gleam of a leopard—not only the ferocity of a wild beast but also an uncontrollable hunger within.
Everyone has a beast inside; the key is how to let that beast out!
"Ha ha!"
Bi Fang panted heavily, his chest heaving violently. After taking several deep breaths, he managed to suppress the restlessness within his heart.
Looking at the moldy walls around him, they seemed more suffocating than ever, making him want to break through the walls and escape into the heavy rain, to run freely under the heavens and upon the earth.
"Is this just a max-level blue skill?"
Bi Fang looked at his hands—alien yet familiar. Everything seemed innate, fitting like a glove, a satisfaction like never before filled his heart. He looked towards the two remaining cans with an even fiercer gaze.
"Let's see what other good stuff is left."
Bang! The can shattered, revealing a purple light!
Purple Skill!
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a purple skill—Advanced Yoga lv1]
This, this, what the hell is Advanced Yoga?
Seeing this, Bi Fang nearly spurted a mouthful of blood to the ceiling.
He was going for wilderness streaming, not to open a yoga class!
But it wasn't over yet; another electronic sound rang out.
[Ding, you have received the gift pack, now initiating your first rookie mission!]
Bi Fang's face showed sorrow, but his spirits lifted, understanding that after receiving benefits, it's time to work. Even a three-year-old knows this logic.
And there it is—the mission!
Mission Name: The First Glimmer of Sharpness
Mission Location: Xiaxi Qinling Mountain
Mission Mode: Wilderness Forest Survival
Mission Difficulty: R3
Mission Requirements: Cannot carry any tools other than those provided by the System.
Main Mission One: Set up a live broadcast, with a sustained online audience of over 500+.
Main Mission Two: Survive successfully within seven days while in good condition.
Side Mission: Please explore freely
Completion Reward: Unknown
Time Limit: 15d
Ah, Qinling?
Bi Fang's body trembled. He had been to Qinling in his past life, but that was with a full team and complete preparation.
Now, he, a poor sickly person, was asked to survive in the wilderness without any tools...
He loved nature and adventure, not suicide!
Ignoring the difficulty of Wilderness Survival itself, as one of China's best-preserved primeval forests, Qinling was home to many dangerous creatures.
Not only did black bears often appear, but also countless venomous insects, snakes, and ants...
Ordinary people would perish if they mistakenly wandered in!
