Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 768 - 765 Setting Out to Sea

The Anakena Beach on the northern part of Easter Island is the most enchanting spot on the whole island. Aside from a row of majestic "Moai" stone giants, there is a white sand beach that forms a semicircular embrace, both long and wide, with lush green palm forests along the shore.

When you climb to the highest point of the island, reaching the summit of Terevaka Mountain at an altitude of 507 meters, you can gaze far away and take in all the small and large volcanoes and surrounding stone statues, with the vast Pacific Ocean blending seamlessly into the blue sky.

Not far from the mountain is the famous "Seven Samurai" stone giant viewpoint.

Every evening, people walk here to watch the sunset, its glow reddening half the sky, and the huge stone statues cast eternal silhouettes.

In April, autumn sets in, and there's a chill in the air by nightfall, but this doesn't at all deter people from flocking to Anakena Beach to witness, and even take part in, the beginning of yet another legendary adventure.

"The two boats are different!"

"I still prefer the first one."

"I think the second one looks cooler, kind of like an aircraft carrier without the island!"

"What's an island?"

"It's that tower sticking up from the runway."

"Now that you mention it, it does seem quite similar!"

The beach was packed with spectators, pointing and discussing the second canoe.

Unlike the first canoe, which resembled a Viking ship with its pointed ends and uniform symmetry, the second canoe was flat and elongated, with only the bow lifted and the stern resembling the end of a pencil.

It did indeed look like an aircraft carrier without the island.

The most crucial aspect was that the interior of the boat wasn't very deep, and compared to the first, its capacity was much smaller.

Beneath the setting sun, Bi Fang stood shirtless, wearing only a pair of broad shorts. His arm muscles bulged slightly as he stood diagonally, inching the canoe from the shore into the sea, step by step.

While most tourists were wrapped in coats, Bi Fang felt no cold at all. His body was faintly sweating, reflecting a subtle glow in the sunset light, almost golden and shimmering as if he had applied oil, making him look even more robust.

Many people on the shore even whistled, a sight that gave off a strong sense of a powerful physique at just a glance.

Little by little, the hull entered the water, and without any surprise, it successfully floated on the surface, even more stable than the first.

This time Bi Fang didn't fuss too much; he directly got onboard, standing on the hull and stomping down, causing the sea water to ripple out in circles along both sides of the boat.

After confirming the buoyancy, Bi Fang shifted his weight to the other side and plunged down hard. The whole boat instantly tilted towards the other side, sinking below the waterline, as a large amount of sea water rushed into the hull in an instant.

Exclamations arose from the shore.

But in the next second, everyone was stunned, as the canoe didn't sink after being submerged by the water. Instead, it continued to float on the surface!

"What's going on?"

"It didn't sink?"

"How can it not sink after it's been flooded?"

The crowd murmured among themselves, some puzzled by what they were witnessing.

Only a few people understood what was happening. This was a floating log!

"I see! No wonder the cabin is so shallow and the bottom so thick."

"What's the deal? Spill the details."

"To put it simply, it's more like a log than a ship. If the bottom were dug any deeper, it would sink as soon as it took on water."

Many had a sudden realization.

However, their guesses weren't entirely accurate.

Standing on the ship, Bi Fang maintained his balance, always managing to keep his upper body above water. Seeing the audience a bit confused, he explained.

"Whether it sinks or not mainly depends on the density of the hull. Most of the wood used to make ships is of high quality and density, which ensures a certain level of hardness. Thus, they sink immediately when water gets in. The same would happen with the first canoe."

"Because the density of the palm tree's outer fibers is also high. But as I've said, its interior is different. The internal structure is quite loose, so you can easily hollow it out with metal tools. I used fire to speed up the process and incidentally remove moisture."

"After removing some of the outer shell and leaving a sufficient amount of less dense inner layers, the entire ship's density falls below that of seawater. This means it won't sink even if it takes on water."

"It's more of a lifesaving device than a ship, a floating log that can drift on the sea. I've merely hollowed out a bit of the hull to make it look like a ship."

"Storms are common at sea, and I must always be prepared for the canoe to capsize. After all, exploration isn't about going to die for nothing. Also, only then it can serve as an external strut for the canoe. Otherwise, linking two ships together wouldn't create a strut, nor would it ensure the stability of the canoe."

As an external strut, it must be ensured not to sink easily; otherwise, it won't serve its stabilizing role. Imagine the aircraft carrier being submerged during a torrential downpour. Naturally, the Viking as the main body wouldn't be spared either, and it might even be dragged off course due to the sinking of the aircraft carrier.

[Death comes from within]

[Bullfrog, Bullfrog]

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[That's really intricate, truly intricate]

Bi Fang stepped on Canoe No. 2, with seawater reaching his calves, then pressed down forcefully again, and the canoe sank further until his thighs hit the bottom and pushed back.

Right then, Bi Fang jumped, repeating the action several times. Driven by inertia, the canoe leapt out of the water. Seizing the opportunity, Bi Fang stepped sideways on the gunwale, shaking the seawater out of the boat, significantly increasing its buoyancy, and once again, it floated on the water's surface.

The onlookers on the shore cheered, unable to refrain from applauding.

[That move was cool!]

[Master Fang, teach me how to show off!]

[Sparrow Rate]

[How about Old Fang giving the two ships names? It'll be easier to distinguish them that way.]

[Crowdfunding for ship names]

"Ship names, huh?" Bi Fang pondered a moment, deeming that Sparrow should have done so. Yet, he had no intention of letting the many netizens showcase their talent. He decided then and there, "Let's call the first one the Viking, and the second the Aircraft Carrier!"

[What a shame for my abundant talents.]

Ignoring the unreasonable demands of the online friends, Bi Fang directly pulled the Viking into the water as well. Once the two ships were side by side, he laid the timber he had brought between them.

The external strut is a log used to assist balance with supports on both sides.

The Aircraft Carrier served the role of the floating log; at that moment, Bi Fang needed to use a strut to join them together.

"The external strut is the inspiration behind modern shipbuilding for catamarans and trimarans. The greatest advantage of this method is that it increases the ship's stability and resistance to wind and waves as much as possible without enlarging the ship's size."

"Even on the basis of the outrigger system, Polynesian people also equipped their canoes with triangular sails, which made their sailing speed superb."

"Captain Cook, yes, that's the same one I mentioned before, the second explorer from Central Country to land on the island, once described when he discovered the Polynesian people, 'Their small boats are far superior to ours in terms of speed and maneuverability.'"

"This is also my goal for the remaining five days, aside from making some tools, to equip the boat with a sail. Then my little boat's speed will increase another notch, otherwise relying solely on my rowing, with the already scarce resources near Nemo Point, I might exhaust myself to death."

The Polynesian people, in their quest to discover and conquer new islands, modded their canoes until they were unrecognizable to their mothers.

From a simple flat-bottomed boat, they evolved directly to one capable of long-distance sailing.

Without involving more complex manufacturing techniques, they used skill to create a canoe capable of crossing the great ocean.

"Now located on the nations of the Melanesian Islands, these ancient outrigger canoes are still widely used by the common folk, serving as the primary mode of transportation for local fishermen to go out to sea."

"And such a structure can also effectively increase carrying capacity. I mentioned before about the Pacific Ocean's Melanesian Islands, where there is a tribe that has a terrifying rite of passage: only after catching a shark with their bare hands will the Melanesian youth be recognized and respected by the tribe."

"After capturing the shark, they then tie the trophies onto the outrigger and bring them back to the tribe."

Bi Fang pulled out some ropes made of tree bark and began to secure the outriggers.

To ensure a better fixation, he used three logs directly, and a lot of rope.

The ropes were made from fine quality, tough tree bark twisted into fibers, which were then spun into thin strands. The thin strands were twisted further, repeatedly, the finer it got, the more secure it became. Bi Fang twisted it four times, as thick as a finger, so secure it was incredible—unless cut with a knife, external force would hardly break it.

After teaching another method of rope fixation, Bi Fang tied the three logs securely and completely connected the two canoes together.

Standing on the edge of the Viking, compared to before where it might tilt, now it barely even rocked, astoundingly stable.

Once a triangular sail is installed later on, it would be completely formed.

As for the sailcloth, there was no need to worry, as Bi Fang had swiped a huge white sailcloth from a mall before the journey, more than enough for use.

Such an item needed to be woven, which wasn't impossible to do, but was an extremely time-consuming task; preparation was entirely impossible before the journey had started. Presumably, the System gave a glimmer of hope by lowering the difficulty level.

If it came down to it, he could also look around the island for cloth that could be used—even if it were in pieces, sewing them together would suffice.

The following five days were not at all relaxed for Bi Fang; he needed to make enough tools.

Obsidian weapons, containers for fresh water, fishhooks, and fishing lines—all these were necessary, along with sufficient food and water.

Food had to be caught at sea by himself, then smoked and dried for preservation, otherwise, it could easily spoil and mold at sea.

After confirming the boat was securely fixed and could sail normally, with sufficient performance, Bi Fang pulled it back to the shore to avoid being washed away by the waves at night.

It was not yet completely dark, and the surrounding onlookers quickly raised their cameras, capturing everything they saw.

The next day, photos of the Viking connected to the aircraft carrier appeared on major websites, and many social networks were abuzz with the news.

[Two boats? Is this the beginning? Can't wait]

[It looks surprisingly good, didn't expect Master Fang to have a talent for carpentry]

[There is nothing in the universe that Master Fang can't do!]

[Can he give birth to a child?]

[Pure Reinforcement]

[Can anyone actually believe this is real? Do you know what he's doing after each stream ends? Eating the boxed meals from the production team and then performing for you guys, his mouth all greasy—does anyone really buy this?]

[Indeed, even the photographers have revealed the truth. Only you brain-dead fans believe him, fooling the gullible.]

[Little haters, showing your true colors, aren't you?]

[Let's go, people in Huaxia, I'm already prepared to stay up late to watch this.]

[For students, this timing is extremely unfriendly!]

Bi Fang had long amassed a fanbase of over a hundred million across the world, and each of his actions always drew a massive audience to watch the spectacle.

From the moment he announced this project, such a scenario was inevitable, and it couldn't be changed.

Every time the live stream ended, the internet buzzed for days on end, and even numerous news outlets would post updates online.

The edited videos from B Island would see their view counts soar to unbelievable heights within just a few days, dominating the charts for at least a week before the fervor began to die down.

These were the kind of terrifying figures that many celebrities could only envy, where they didn't need to buy their way into the trending searches, and numerous media outlets even took the initiative to cover them.

Last time, the gray whale rescue occurred in the early-to-mid phases of the mission, leaving Bi Fang with little time to surf the internet.

By the time sixty days had passed, the online buzz about that incident had mostly faded, overshadowed by the legend of surviving a hundred days.

After such surges in popularity, a new batch of fans always followed.

There were those who were jealous, those who admired, those who revered, those who slandered, and those who boasted.

The discussions sparked by the fans didn't affect Bi Fang's state of mind at that moment.

Time was tight, and the tasks were heavy.

He had much to do.

Day Twelve.

The sail assembly was completed and secured simply; the rigging ropes were arranged so that, should a storm arise, they could be stowed in the shortest time possible.

The Viking had accumulated numerous tools, filling up all the space except for the sleeping area.

Five obsidian tools polished to a sharp edge gleamed coldly in the sunlight, each tied-off at the end with rope. In addition, there were several short spears, a dozen coconuts, a few fishhooks, a pile of fishing lines, some wooden containers, and two freshwater collection devices.

The freshwater collection devices operated on the same principle as the one he made during his first sea drift, using distillation to obtain freshwater directly from the sea, but with ample tools on hand, the devices looked exquisitely crafted and worked with better efficiency.

Ropes were bound profusely to the three logs securing the Viking to the carrier; this served not only for ready replacement but also to increase friction, making it easier to walk across.

Bi Fang had added three wooden planks between these three logs, creating a simple platform that expanded his living space and facilitated more operations.

Near Easter Island, there are currents teeming with fish, a resource far richer than the vicinity of Nemo Point. Bi Fang's task for today was to head out to sea and gather as much food as possible.

Otherwise, once he reached Nemo Point, he might face a week without encountering any fish at all.

Many tourists who had learned of Bi Fang's activities for the day had risen early and stood atop the mountain, watching as Bi Fang pulled the two canoes into the ocean and then headed out to sea.