Chapter 178 - Chapter 178: Chapter 175: Accidents Always Come Unexpectedly

Chapter 178: Chapter 175: Accidents Always Come Unexpectedly

“It hurts, it really hurts.”

Bi Fang felt his brain was heavy, and his body was burning hot.

A scorching sensation rushed up from his chest, as if he were about to throw up from eating something extremely spicy, searing and painful, making him forget about face or pretense, just wanting to open his mouth.

He suddenly sat up, breathing rapidly, his entire body covered in cold sweat, startling a goose that had squeezed into the shelter at some unknown time; eighteen geese squawked as they flew out of the crowded shelter.

“Phew!”

Bi Fang took big gulps of air, his mouth and nose felt so dry they seemed to smoke, as if scorched by fire, he supported his forehead, which was damp, and a terrible sensation between exhaustion and pain spread throughout his body.

Etienne was awakened by Bi Fang’s movement, and asked in confusion, “Is it dawn already?”

But when he peered outside the shelter, he saw it was only dimly lit outside, Etienne rubbed his eyes and turned to look at Bi Fang.

What the heck is this situation?

Etienne was startled.

“Boss, why do you look so terrible?”

In front of him, Bi Fang’s face was terrifyingly pale, with not a hint of color on his lips, sweat dripped down the sides of his forehead, he looked as if he had just been fished out of water.

“It’s nothing, I’ve got a fever,” Bi Fang said casually.

This sight made Etienne’s heart pound with fear, could it be that Master Fang, who was always as fierce as tigers and leopards, had such a weak moment?

Etienne worried deeply, he knew very well that Bi Fang was his only reliance to survive in the wilderness, what would happen if there was an accident?

Bi Fang grabbed his clothes and put them on, then took the drone outside the shelter and started today’s live stream.

[Wu Hu, how lucky, another live stream! Good afternoon, Master Fang!]

[No, it should be good morning, it’s still morning where Master Fang is.]

[Every time I come back from work, I can watch the live stream, time difference is so awesome!]

[OMG, Master Fang, why are you so pale?]

[Damn, that pale face scared me, what happened?]

The audience had just greeted him when they noticed Bi Fang’s face was terrifyingly pale.

Bi Fang coughed twice, his voice hoarse as he explained, “I guess it’s because I fell into the river twice yesterday, causing my body temperature to fluctuate violently, it was okay yesterday, I thought it was nothing, but I woke up with a fever this morning.”

A fever?

The audience couldn’t help feeling a bit scared; they clearly remembered how Bi Fang had once said how dangerous it was to have a fever in the wilderness. A fever when alone in the wilderness, in Bi Fang’s words, was almost like losing half your life!

[Damn, even the ironclad Fang has fallen!]

[It’s over, it’s over, a double tragedy!]

[What the heck is a double tragedy…]

[If Master Fang falls, Etienne won’t escape either, isn’t that a double tragedy?]

[Wow, I never thought of it that way.]

[Invincible Mr. Fang, please think of a solution fast!]

“Don’t panic, under normal circumstances, getting cold and fever in the wilderness is indeed very dangerous, because it will drag down your status, preventing you from carrying out activities like hunting, leading to a series of bad situations, but yesterday I caught a deer over sixty kilograms, greatly alleviating the situation,” he said.

It was very bad, extremely bad, but it wasn’t a desperate situation yet, Santa Claus’s steed brought hope with its life.

Bi Fang covered his face and forehead, feeling his own status, bearing the discomfort, he made an analysis.

“In such a situation, don’t panic first, start by judging whether the situation is serious.”

“When you have a fever, if the temperature isn’t too high, you’ll often feel your whole body is hot and you feel weak all over, without energy, some people will also experience headaches, dizziness, or muscle pain throughout their body.”

“If the fever is very high, many patients will experience chills, cold hands and feet, and the headache and other symptoms can become more severe. Right now, I just feel hot all over, which means it’s not too serious; give me some time, and I’ll be able to bounce back.”

After analyzing the problem, Bi Fang began to consider his predicament.

“The food reserves are not a problem right now,” I smoked all the remaining venison last night, and considering the temperature changes and removing the inedible parts, the remaining weight should support our food resources for at least a week. This is enough time for me to recover.”

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with Bi Fang, Etienne finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but deeply admire Bi Fang’s strength and composure.

Even with such a pale face, he was able to analyze the situation without batting an eye; truly a tough guy who could munch on a heart if needed, Etienne could never match that skill in his lifetime.

However, it was clear that Bi Fang was too weak at the moment; most of the upcoming tasks would have to be done by him.

“Are we still going to fly these next few days?”

Bi Fang, pinching the bridge of his nose, said, “Fly, why wouldn’t we? We can’t afford to delay.”

Etienne was moved by this unyielding will and exclaimed loudly, “Worthy of being my idol, still wanting to fly the glider in this condition!”

“Who said I was going to fly?” Bi Fang looked at Etienne with confusion. He pointed at Etienne, “You do it!”

Etienne was bewildered for a moment, wondering if he had misheard. He looked around, saw no one else, pointed at himself, and confirmed again, “Me?”

“Who else? Didn’t you do quite well the first time? Weren’t you happy saving Goose back then?”

My own status is very poor; personally flying the glider would be too dangerous.

It was just that Etienne was too nervous and lacked mental fortitude; he would be fine after a couple more tries. The task only lasted for a bit over thirty days, so it wouldn’t be worth stopping for several days just because of a fever.

“I can’t do it,” Etienne still wanted to struggle; it was scary the last time he flew, and he did not want to repeat the experience.

“If we waste too much time, Goose might end up freezing to death.”

“lean do it.”

Etienne had no choice but to hang his head and agree.

“Go hang all the venison on the glider’s wings.”

“Huh?”

Etienne, who had been ready to pack up the venison, was startled. Hang it on the glider’s wings?

“Smoking can’t prevent mold growth completely; we still need to air-dry it to ensure absolute safety. You can use a spare robe to cut into strips for ropes; just make sure to tie it tight. If any fall off, we’ll eat your meat.”

[Master Fang is bullying child labor!]

[Etienne: Wuu wuu wuu, eat my meat? Life is so hard for me.]

[Wow, hanging smoked meat on a glider, who else but him?]

Half an hour later, Etienne, who had hung all the smoked meat on the glider’s wings, was speechless.

“This looks too ugly…”

The huge wings with dangling strips of meat, one could easily imagine what it would look like in flight—absolutely unrefined!

But there was no choice; it had to be done.

After quenching the fire and restoring everything to its original state, the massive deer head was mounted at the front of the glider and the two of them took off once again.

“Fly carefully, steady,” Bi Fang leaned back and instructed without lifting his head from the map.

Etienne gritted his teeth and said, “Okay…”

The propeller spun faster and faster, and Etienne pushed the horizontal bar, flying unsteadily into the sky.

The strips of meat fluttered in the wind, and rows of geese flew neatly by their sides.

Bi Fang checked the direction to make sure it was correct, then started to decide what to do next, but a severe headache sapped his energy.

He regretted not picking more Ligustrum when he had the chance; it was a shrub that could significantly alleviate cold symptoms. Now, it was too late for any regrets.

There once was a medicinal herb in front of Bi Fang, but he didn’t cherish it, and only when he lost it did he feel grievous regret. There’s nothing more painful in this world than this.

How will he be able to recover as soon as possible?

Bi Fang’s head hurt again.