Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Corridors, farmlands, yards?

Gazing at the three words on the paper, Mandy was perplexed by their meaning.

Richard understood, “You mean…”

Bi Fang nodded, “Exactly that.”

Mandy and Keke wore faces full of question marks, as laypeople, they didn’t understand the riddles at all.

“Please, what on earth do you mean? I’m just a diver, at most familiar with sharks, dolphins, and marine ecology, how would I know anything about black bears?” Mandy was quite dissatisfied.

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In the end, Jerret explained it once more.

Corridors, farmlands, yards, these three places, all within the range of human activity, and many other areas are also fixed ranges of human activity.

“And so?”

“So, this indicates that it is the black bears that have intruded into human activity areas. If it were forests or riverbanks, it would mean humans have trespassed into black bear territory, these are two completely opposite concepts,” Jerret finished explaining.

“The number of black bears is increasing, to the extent that it’s affecting normal human activities,” Bi Fang tapped the pen, summarizing.

Mandy objected, “Then why couldn’t it be humans expanding massively, affecting the black bears’ original range of activity?”

Bi Fang commended, “Not bad, you’re starting to think outside the box.”

Mandy chuckled, but then felt something was off.

“Whether it’s the increase in black bear numbers affecting humans, or human expansion affecting the black bears, we still need to look at the local situation, for instance, the urbanization rate, and the development of the incident’s location.”

“Japan is a country with a high concentration of population in cities; scarcely anyone invests in developing remote areas, those are agricultural zones, not to mention expansion.”

Using a red marker, Bi Fang marked all the attack points on a sheet of white paper. After plotting them out, it was clear that these places were all quite remote, wild mountains and old forests, with only tiny villages nearby—where’s the expansion?

Of course, this alone wasn’t enough. Only after comparing maps of the cities from a few years back could it be confirmed that these areas hadn’t expanded much in the last decade, yet black bear attacks on people had increased.

“With this, we can conclude that the number of black bears has increased and they have started to invade the human activity areas, and the reports from Japan also explain it in this way.”

Japan has a profession dedicated to hunting black bears, called Yōki Hunters, whose origins can be traced back to the 16th century.

Every hunter’s settlement in the northern part of Honshu Island has its unique characteristics, but they all consider themselves special protectors of nature’s balance. ŗ₳ℕőᛒÈʂ

However, since black bears have been protected, Yōki Hunters can no longer freely hunt them, allowing the black bear population to grow again, now once more becoming rampant.

“So, this year the Japanese Government has opened a hunting festival, inviting professional hunters to hunt black bears and also promote the local Yōki Hunter culture, with a total of one hundred bears permitted to be hunted using only cold weapons while banning heavy crossbows and prohibiting the killing of cubs and sub-adult black bears.”

Japan is quite skilled at promoting its culture, turning even the simple act of killing black bears into a grand festival, stimulating local tourism, and also inviting Oak Tree Story company for live-tracking and filming.

Oak Tree Story is a company composed of reporters, photographers, and filmmakers who all share the common trait of focusing on local stories.

Anyone qualified to participate in the hunt will be assigned a liaison from the Oak Tree Story company for tracking and filming.

Speaking of which, the Japanese Government was actually inspired by Bi Fang’s live streaming.

Ever since the concept of live-streaming wilderness survival appeared, it has created quite a frenzy worldwide, with a tremendous affinity and interest for this combination of wildness and intelligence.

When Japan’s live-streamed black bear hunting program was released, it also sparked a trend globally, but Jerret and others were too busy with their own work to hear much about it.

Bi Fang felt that, regardless of whether Japan’s promotion of culture is correct, the act and method of cultural protection are still worth learning from.

“The Japanese black bear is a subspecies of the Asian black bear, mainly dwelling in broadleaf and mixed needle-broadleaf forests, tropical rainforests in the south, and oak forests in the northeast, and they are found in Honshu and Shikoku of Japan.”

“Taiji Town is also located within the Honshu Volcanic Cluster boundary, with black bears appearing in the vicinity too.”

Honshu Island is Japan’s largest island, located in the central part of the Japanese archipelago and is the seventh-largest island in the world.

It faces Hokkaido Island across the Tsugaru Strait to the north, Shikoku Island across the Seto Inland Sea to the south, and Kyushu Island across the Kanmon Straits and Bungo Channel to the southwest.

The island is home to numerous forests and even active volcanoes, the most famous of which is Mount Fuji. The area designated for this hunting event is near the Honshu Volcanic Cluster.

“The hunting season starts on July 12 and will end as soon as one hundred black bears are hunted. I’ve already registered online, and during the day, I’ll live-stream the black bear hunt, and at night, I’ll sneak off to Dolphin Bay to finish filming,” Bi Fang announced his plan.

As for whether the registration would be successful, Bi Fang felt that as long as the organizers had no issues with their thinking, it shouldn’t be a problem.

“Although it might sound boastful, I’m already a world-famous figure. Showing up in Taiji Town directly might alert them, so I need to find a plausible excuse, and I think the hunting season is a good opportunity.”

After hearing the plan, Richard and the others were speechless. This plan sounded rather good.

But what’s with this Batman déjà vu?

“Still, doesn’t this seem too dangerous?” the electrical expert fretted a little, hunting black bears during the day and outwitting the locals and their villagers at night.

Reality isn’t a movie, playing Batman would take a toll on your body in just a few days.

Bi Fang was very confident, “Don’t worry, hunting is fake, filming is real, I am not going for the first place, so I will rest and take control. In the wilderness, I am more cautious and knowledgeable than anyone else.”

Despise the enemy strategically, but take them seriously tactically.

It’s definitely challenging to complete two tasks at the same time, but Bi Fang wasn’t greedy. His ultimate goal was the Dolphin Bay mission; hunting the Black Bear was just incidental, for show.

Hunting a hundred Black Bears using traditional methods was challenging. By the time the hunting season was completely over, the Dolphin Bay trip should also be coming to an end.

After hearing this, no one had any more objections.

“Then we have one more week before we must set out.”

“Exactly, this time we have to succeed completely!”

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Meanwhile, in the registration office for the Honshu Island hunting season in Japan, the employees were working overtime.

Black Bear, primitive hunting—just the name was enough to attract the interest of ninety percent of people and create a sensation worldwide.

Despite the high entry barrier for online registration requiring a professional hunter license, there was still an endless stream of applicants. Many traditional hunters signed up to try their luck, hoping to make a name for themselves.

The case of Bi Fang was too successful, becoming instantly famous worldwide.

From snatching food from a bear’s mouth, being chased by packs of wolves, discovering unknown creatures, to the goose journey, sea drifting, summiting Mount Everest, and wilderness iron forging—achieving any of these feats would be enough to live off fame and fortune for a lifetime.

What about when all these achievements are attributed to one person?

He would become a legend of the century, a legend that made a fortune.

Some calculated that Bi Fang’s live broadcasts could bring in nearly ten million yuan in revenue, and this was just from pure viewer donations, without any advertising.

Not to mention the later club, which, although it hadn’t gone public and its specific financials were unknown, could be roughly estimated from ticket sales to be a torrent of income envied by these earthy hunters.

There were also many other invisible sources of income, including fame.

In the age of the internet, reputation could be cashed in for money!

Where there was profit, there were pursuers. Unfortunately, not everyone was capable of handling it, especially in the wilderness.

Even Bi Fang initially consciously imitated Bear Grylls, before slowly developing and succeeding with his own style.

These hunters had not watched Bear Grylls, and with Bi Fang’s exemplary case before them, they couldn’t make a name for themselves no matter what; they had the skills but lacked the ability to turn those skills into money. Now, Japan’s hunting season was giving them a great opportunity.

Each person supplied their resume, hoping to be selected and become famous with a single hunt.

Unfortunately, this hunting season aimed to kill a hundred Brown Bears but only thirty-five professional hunters would be chosen, leaving the vast majority without the chance to participate.

Furthermore, it was said that of these, five were designated Yōki Hunters, leaving only thirty actual spots available.

The staff’s job was to pick the best from the massive pile of “resumes,” looking for both strength and image, with a professional hunter certificate being the bare minimum.

Some, even if they were strong, wouldn’t be selected if they didn’t look the part because they wouldn’t attract an audience. Without drawing an audience, there would be a loss.

“Yawn, so sleepy, who is this jerk, too ugly, pass,” Nobita Nobi, with his sleepy eyes, once again passed on a professional hunter eagerly waiting for news.

“But his resume is quite good, eh? He killed a 2.4-meter-tall Brown Bear,” another colleague drinking coffee laughed.

“So what if he’s killed a Brown Bear? I’ve seen it at least thirty times, it’s not with cold weapons, what does it count for killing it with a gun?” Nobita was indifferent as he flipped to the next one, suddenly showing some interest, “Eh, this guy killed a 2.3-meter Brown Bear with a spear!”

“Mugalen, feels a bit familiar,” his colleague scratched his head, feeling like he had heard the name somewhere before but couldn’t quite remember at the moment.

“The image is also good; he can be added to the alternatives,” Nobita clicked his mouse, adding Mugalen to the alternatives, and continued looking through.

When he reached the last application of the day, the photo was slow to load, but the resume below came up first.

“Let me see if there’s a surprise in the last one, well, it’s another hand-to-hand against a 2.3-meter Black Bear? Hunted a pack of wolves? Discovered prehistoric animals? Encountered a group of sharks, killed a few, and also climbed Mount Everest? Ha? Is this guy bluffing?” Nobita laughed heartily.

The colleague next to him froze. He nudged Nobita, who was laughing, and reminded him, “Don’t you find these experiences very familiar?”

“Familiar? It’s obviously Master Fang’s resume; this person has the gall to copy Master Fang’s experiences, and he doesn’t think…” Nobita laughed and laughed, then suddenly couldn’t laugh anymore.

Wait, Master Fang’s resume?

At that moment, the photo finished loading bit by bit, revealing a confident and handsome young man with a smile.

Two piercing screams erupted from inside the building.

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