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Chapter 825: 808 Yue Hanhan Driving the Swan Flock

Chapter 825: Chapter 808 Yue Hanhan Driving the Swan Flock

A few minutes later, the first wave of returning viewers came back with firsthand information.

“Good news and bad news! The bad news is that Number Eight, Claude, has indeed successfully taken down a full-grown musk ox alone! With this massive prey, even if he doesn’t hunt anymore, he won’t have to worry about food for the days to come!

The good news is, he is at least three kilometers away from his camp, which is a long journey, and just a moment ago, the bloody scent of the musk ox seemed to attract a nearby pack of wolves. Claude can’t possibly take all the musk ox meat back to the camp! Tonight, he’s almost guaranteed to be robbed by the wolves!”

Upon seeing this message, Yue Feng didn’t feel any emotional fluctuations.

The challenge of fishing and hunting in the wilderness is rated on multiple dimensions.

The first metric is the health survival of the challenger. The second is the civilization level of wilderness survival, such as the variety and quality of daily food. The third metric is the live streaming effect, including interaction rates and viewer counts.

Even if Claude successfully got a large musk ox, he’s only meeting the first dimension metric of staying healthy, just like Yue Feng. As for the subsequent metrics, Claude is not even in the same league as Yue Feng. In other words, unless Yue Feng unexpectedly exits the competition early, Claude poses no threat to Yue Feng’s victory!

Yue Feng patiently read through the intelligence shared by viewers on the public channel and calmly said: “No need to worry, guys. A typical small wolf pack, consisting of six to fifteen adult individuals, would consume at most one or two hundred pounds of meat overnight, considering each individual can eat ten kilograms of clean meat in one sitting. The remaining musk ox meat would still be enough for Claude to live on!

If it were me, I would prioritize removing the musk ox’s innards for the wolves to eat, trying to preserve the clean meat and fat as much as possible!”

“Well, that’s exactly what Number Eight did. Just now, he was gutting the musk ox and relocating the innards downwind a few hundred meters away! My English isn’t very good, so I can only catch the gist; he seems to be planning to temporarily bury the ox with stones and return to the camp carry it back after daybreak!”

Yue Feng smiled, took a satisfying sip of the meat soup from a rough pottery bowl: “A wise decision! I hope that guy can hold on for a few more days! As long as I don’t exit mid-way, I won’t lose the competition, my friends!”

“Of course, look at those self-proclaimed survival experts and wilderness masters abroad; one by one, they’re all starving. Only Number Eight, Claude, is a bit stronger! His food reserves are not nearly as abundant as Feng’s!”

“Exactly, exactly, even Feng is gnawing on swan meat. What’s so surprising about hunting a mere musk ox!”

Yue Feng: “The nice live streaming vibe has all been spoiled. I just gnawed on a leg and wasn’t full, so while it’s still warm, let’s start with a swan wing and have a good bite!”

“Whoa, the swan wings are so thick and long!”

“I want to eat too!”

…

Early the next morning, Yue Feng got up early as usual. Although he only ate two meals yesterday, he drank several bowls of warm meat soup out of greed, and got up twice at night to use the restroom.

After happily relieving himself outside the shelter, Yue Feng went back to the cabin, added firewood to the fireplace, and heated the clay pot. Everything was done, and then he set up the tripod for the camera and went for a stroll outside.

After breakfast, taking care of the equipment, Yue Feng prepared his gear again and set out for yesterday’s hunting ground.

A single swan can provide Yue Feng with at least a day’s worth of meat; the meat is secondary, the key is the swan feathers. Yesterday’s swan should have produced about four ounces of feathers, and with such high quality, not much is needed to make a down quilt.

After securing the door to the shelter, Yue Feng started today’s live stream.

“Good morning, Brother Feng!”

“What are we going to do in today’s live stream? Continue hunting?”

“Brother Feng, Brother Feng, the video of you using the goshawk to hunt a swan went viral on Weibo! Ranked number 35!”

“Upstairs +1, I saw it too! Someone even posted a recorded clip, but that guy was decent enough to @ your account below the video!”

This actually going viral surprised Yue Feng a bit, and he nodded: “I know! If the brother who shared it is in our live stream, I hope you can record today’s hunt! Yesterday’s footage wasn’t perfect, and Little White didn’t have enough experience. I feel like today should be better!

Also, before resting last night, I summed up yesterday’s hunt and felt like our way of driving the swan flock was a bit low, so I crafted a new hunting tool using bark!”

As he spoke, Yue Feng took out a strange tool made from a bark rope from his back waist.

This thing is connected in two sections, with a flat sling at the bottom, looking like a whip, but not really.

“Brother Feng, what’s that thing?”

“Same question, a whip? Doesn’t look like it!”

“It looks a bit similar to the tool for throwing spears in African documentaries, but those are carved and polished from wood or bone!”

Yue Feng casually picked up a small stone, placed it in the sling, swung it a few times, and once it gained momentum, released one of the ropes, and the stone was flung out at high speed.

“Whoa, a primitive slingshot?”

“Slingshot plus one! But this thing doesn’t seem very accurate!”

Yue Feng chuckled and shook his head: “It’s not a slingshot; its scientific name is the sling, a type of ancient long-range tool! In some regions, herders use it to help herd sheep and attack wolves harassing the flock.

In ancient times, the sling was also used as a long-range attack device, widely used in the army! Like in the famous Ming Dynasty Qi Jiguang troops, it was extensively equipped!

The one I made has low precision. It will be tough to hit a small swan with it, but it’s enough to throw stones to drive the swan flock on the water! It feels a bit low-tech shouting and beating a tin can to drive the swan flock like yesterday!”

“Just looked it up with Baidu, there really is something called a sling!”

“Brother Feng is incredible! Making ancient equipment, so awesome!”

“Banging on an iron shell to drive the swan flock does look a bit silly; yesterday’s driving clip did seem a bit silly!”

“Wow, so I’m not the only one who thought that driving motion was a bit silly!”

“And me, and me! Switching to a sling does look much more reliable!”

“Haha, it seems our tastes are astonishingly consistent!”

“Check my profile album, I already made yesterday’s swan driving clip into a GIF! Brother Feng, when you return to the country, give me a signed photo, and I’ll delete the GIF!”

“Hahaha, too late, too late, I already saved it locally! Brother Feng looks so funny!”