Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 782 - 779 A Ray of Hope

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"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Bi Fang rarely cursed, but this submarine volcano eruption was too sudden!

Watching the catastrophic scene unfold, a huge uproar swept through the live stream audience.

At this moment, no one cared about the propriety of Bi Fang cursing in front of millions; faced with a volcanic eruption, even God wouldn't fail to forgive such an outburst.

Wrong, there were already tens of millions of viewers!

Countless fans who had set up special alerts felt their phones vibrating madly, flooding the stream—in just tens of seconds, the viewership doubled, and it was still soaring!

This was insanity!

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That was the only thought in the minds of those watching the live stream at this moment.

An eruption, a real eruption!

Even if it was a submarine volcano, it was a shocking sight many had never seen before.

The sea was like a boiling cauldron, with countless bubbles surging up before bursting, carrying grey dust, like a pot of lime water that had been boiled.

Bi Fang's canoe was like a leaf in this boiling pot, bobbing and drifting.

Seeing that it was too late to evacuate, Bi Fang quickly stowed the paddle, took off his jacket, opened the waterproof cover, stuffed the garment into the freshwater conversion device, soaked it with water, and then wrapped it around his head, covering his mouth and nose.

When a submarine volcano erupts in shallow waters where the pressure is low, astonishing explosions often occur. Such explosive eruptions produce a large amount of gases, most of which come from Earth's depths—steam, carbon dioxide, and some volatile substances.

Many of which are poisonous!

At the moment of eruption, molten material exceeding 1000℃ is expelled onto the surface. Water can reduce the temperature of the volcanic magma, but it cannot stop an eruption because the formation of a volcano is due to excessive internal pressure, and the seawater cannot reduce the pressure inside Earth.

If the waters are too shallow, a submarine volcano could even heat the surrounding seas to 100 degrees Celsius in a short time!

Bi Fang could only hope that the waters here were deep enough that he wouldn't turn into a pot of rotten meat, but he knew the likelihood was slim.

If the waters were deep enough, and the volcanic activity wasn't too fierce, then people on the surface wouldn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

But judging from the growth of the plumes, that was already impossible.

As expected.

The worst had happened.

After a series of continuous plumes appeared, scalding hot air began to rise, and a large amount of steam started to emerge from the sea surface.

The cauldron was truly boiling.

The canoe beneath Bi Fang started to heat up; he poured the last bit of water onto the canvas, wrapped his entire body with it, trying to avoid scalding from the steam as much as possible.

Everywhere was shrouded in dust; it was impossible to see which way to run.

When the newcomers logged into the live stream, what they saw was an apocalyptic scene.

Dust was everywhere, the sea surface was covered with lime-like substances, and it was filled with bubbles—some from the growing plumes that burst, some from the boiling rise.

The steam rose up, impervious to dispersal.

[Holy shit, did I enter the wrong stream?]

[Is the host playing '2012'?]

[It's over, Master Fang is done for!]

[Damn, how does anyone survive this?]

[It's no fault of his own!]

[What to do, what to do?]

[I'm stunned]

The number in the live stream had bypassed fifteen million, a sea of wailing and despair.

Pervasive pessimism.

No one believed that Bi Fang still had any chance at this moment.

All along, Bi Fang had encountered earthquakes, witnessed avalanches, even survived two ocean storms, but never had he felt as utterly hopeless as today.

You could hide from an avalanche, run from an earthquake, even get through a storm, but on this boiling sea...

There was nothing to hide behind!

Nowhere to retreat!

No place to take cover!

How long could the soaked canvas last?

It would only prolong the agony.

Scorching heat, a pungent stench, oppressive silence!

These sensations nearly choked Bi Fang for breath, the canvas began to heat up, but he steadfastly believed that he still had a chance at survival, clad in the canvas, gripping the rope, ready for battle.

Bi Fang was waiting, waiting for a massive explosion.

The lava erupted from the submarine volcano was rich in gas, and when the seawater burst through the lava, it would repeatedly create a sealed gas chamber, compressing the gases within the lava, causing intense submarine explosions and generating a massive amount of gas foam.

The current plume of smoke was nothing more than a prelude to the impending massive eruption.

This process could even trigger a tsunami!

Whether it was a tsunami or just a regular wave, if he could seize this opportunity, he might be able to get far away from the center!

There was still a chance!

Bi Fang kept taking deep breaths, even though the air was foul and possibly still toxic after crude filtering—he needed oxygen!

His heart pounded like a drum, his blood coursed like a flood.

His muscles were taut, his red blood cells constantly exchanged and transported oxygen, enhancing his body's status.

The canoe under his feet was so scorching he could barely stand on it, but Bi Fang rooted himself there, constantly attuned to his surroundings.

Eventually, an unprecedented trembling sensation began to emerge.

Bi Fang's spirit sharpened.

It was coming!

The audience was still exuding despair, but a few people suddenly noticed the anomaly.

The ocean seemed to churn ceaselessly once again.

If it was boiling before, it was now as if the lid had been put on and shaken vigorously!

Boom!

Bi Fang's hearing went temporarily deaf, and even the viewers in front of the screen felt a jolt, followed by a huge amount of volcanic ash ejected to the surface of the sea.

The surface of the sea swelled like a giant blister, and Bi Fang's canoe was not far from the center of that blister.

Bi Fang felt as if he were soaring mid-air, rising higher and higher until the entire canoe was at risk of capsizing.

Too high!

The canoe at that moment was like a car climbing a steep slope, but the grade was so steep that the car risked flipping over or sliding down prematurely, ultimately becoming a victim beneath the waves.

Bi Fang made a split-second decision to jump onto the raft, using his weight to press it down, maintaining a precarious balance before the oncoming massive wave and rising in sync with the sea.

Every time the balance was disrupted, Bi Fang managed to apply force cleverly to restore it once more.

The sea blister inflated by the explosion, and the tiny canoe on top of it, maintained a strange equilibrium!

This scene gave the audience a severe sense of déjà vu.

They were reminded of a sport, a challenge for the brave—surfing!

When someone put it up on the screen, everyone realized it.

Damn it, Bi Fang was surfing!

Numerous people couldn't avoid getting goosebumps at this moment.

It was too intense.

It was so severe that even their imaginations couldn't support their speculations.

But reality was starkly exposed.

Bi Fang was, at that moment, an exceptional surfer, and the entire canoe was his surfboard!

Humans have been craving to conquer nature since the day they were born.

Above the boundless deep blue sea, amidst the terrifying crashing waves, standing on the summit of the waves.

When we stand at the crest of a giant wave, at an unprecedented height, with waves filled with explosive energy churning below us—we finally come close to our dreams.

This was a balance so impressive that even world surfing master Laird Hamilton would have to pay homage.

Surpassing fear and limits.

Bi Fang stepped onto a giant wave no one had ever dared!

Under his feet was the ocean, a volcano, raging waves towering to the sky!

No one could have imagined playing a game of the brave on top of a volcano!

Finally, the wave that had built up to its peak crashed thunderously, disintegrating, endless waves spreading, surging, pounding in all directions!