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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."

Shell Ant · Ficção Científica
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877 Chs

Chapter 477: Natural Tree Hollow

In the rainforest, Bi Fang's expression was serious as he knelt beside a python with a swollen abdomen, holding a stone dagger in his hand like a doctor about to perform surgery.

He had obtained permission from the conservation area and was preparing to perform a cesarean section on a dead python—of course, that was assuming there really were eggs inside.

Otherwise, he might just dig out a pile of fecal matter.

Gently pressing on the python's abdomen, it was the first time Bi Fang felt anxious: "Many pythons suffer from 'constipation,' and I don't know what I'll find with this cut. It could be a pile of undigested animal corpses or a shattered snake gallbladder."

[Ah, this is going to be a pungent video.]

[I'm signing off for now. Let me know later what you find, and then I'll come back online, dog's head.jpg]

[Add me to that list; I don't want to see fecal matter.]

Aiming at the lower abdomen, the stone dagger made a shallow cut…

There was just a faint white mark.