Shell Ant

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."

Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Bi Fang saw the indentations on the ground and couldn't help feeling the joy of finding a clue.


After a careful examination of the nearby environment, he finally found some car tracks by the bushes a few hundred meters away from the elephant carcass, which hadn't been completely destroyed by the rain.


The tracks were very faint, almost disappearing, but they were definitely tire tracks.


"It must be those poachers who killed the elephant," he surmised.


Under Bi Fang's direction, a drone quickly focused and magnified the image.


With the help of multiple location points, the viewers in front of the screen quickly spotted the tire tracks Bi Fang was talking about, and the commentary exploded with discussion.


[How can we be sure those were left by poachers? What if it's just a tourist vehicle passing by?]


[Agreed, it could even be the rangers of the conservation area]


Chapter 911: Seriously Injured