Chapter 32: The Dishwasher with Daily Payments

On a road in the middle of the forest.

The fat uncle stares at Bi Fang in surprise, and his driving speed slows down involuntarily.

Bi Fang nods solemnly and says, “I am a travel host. I got lost in the Qinling Mountains and it took me four days to find my way out. Then I met you, brother.”

Got lost in the Qinling Mountains? And he even caught a rabbit?

Upon hearing this, the fat uncle’s mind buzzes in terror. However, he quickly realizes something is off, and his expression changes to disdain after glancing at the calm-faced Bi Fang.

This youngster is really shameless, lying without even blushing.

He is a local and has been hauling lumber on this road for years. When traveling at night, he hears wolf howls almost every month, and every so often he even sees bears strolling leisurely across the road.

This is all visible to the naked eye, not to mention the poisonous insects and snakes in the forest. Even professional survey teams have to find local guides and make full preparations.

Yet, this young man dares to go in alone with just a backpack? And even more absurdly, he survived?

Does he think he’s in a novel or a movie and that he’s the protagonist who won’t die no matter what happens?

Filled with disdain, the driver adopts a skeptical attitude towards the truth of this matter, as it is simply too unbelievable.

Haha, Uncle doesn’t believe it, huh?

Well, it’s normal. With bears and poisonous snakes, I wouldn’t believe it either if it hadn’t happened right before my eyes.

Can’t blame Uncle, the livestreamer is too incredible!

Wisdom God is the best!

The best? Forever single?

Seeing the fat uncle’s disbelief, Bi Fang takes down the drone from the front and explains the situation to the audience. He then looks for some clips from his time in the forest.

“Who were you talking to just now?”

“Oh, I’m still broadcasting live. Thousands of people are watching through this drone.”

Bi Fang shakes the drone in his hand and shows the video of him fighting with the bear.

Upon hearing that thousands of people are really watching him, the fat uncle becomes nervous subconsciously, his expression unnatural. After watching the video, his uneasiness reaches its peak.

“Oh my goodness! The bear! The man! This! This! This!”

The fat uncle’s face flushes red as he looks back and forth between Bi Fang and the video, finally blurting out, “This isn’t a movie, right?”

“Of course not. Now you believe me, don’t you, big brother?” Bi Fang says with a smile, taking back the drone from the driver so as not to distract him from driving.

The fat uncle nods like a drum, “I would never have guessed! You’re pretty amazing, daring to mess with a black bear and still surviving!”

Fully convinced by Bi Fang, the uncle relaxes and becomes more enthusiastic. He hands Bi Fang a bag containing two giant buns and a bag of preserved vegetables.

“You must be starving after all that time. This is my lunch. Go ahead and eat something to fill your belly.”

“Ah, how can I accept this…?”

Bi Fang scratches his head, intending to decline, but the fragrant aroma of the buns has already reached his nostrils and saliva flows uncontrollably.

The fat uncle smiles kindly, “It’s fine, eat up. Anyway, there are just two buns, and we can buy more later.”

As it would seem rude to refuse the offer, Bi Fang gratefully takes the bag with flashing eyes and bites into a bun.

Upon the first bite, the rich and savory flavor explodes on his tongue, almost bringing him to tears from its deliciousness.

“Ah, this is… the best… bun I’ve ever had…”

Bi Fang speaks with a mouth full of food, his cheeks bulging and his words unclear.

The fat uncle watches Bi Fang eat like a starving ghost, and he can’t help but laugh. He passes a bottle of water, “Hahaha, take it slow, this time there’s no bear competing with you!”

“Mmm, okay!”

Bi Fang continues to stuff food into his mouth while agreeing, seemingly aware of the fault but unwilling to correct it.

Our Wisdom God finally gets a proper meal!

These buns smell so good, they’re making me hungry too.

Wisdom God: Finally, no more earthworms!

I want to eat too QAQ

Wisdom God’s food broadcast – introducing you to the charm of buns!

In less than two minutes, Bi Fang finishes the two huge buns along with the bag of preserved vegetables. He takes a sip of water, burps, and exclaims again, “That was absolutely delicious!”

Though a person’s stomach would normally be weakened after not eating for a long time and shouldn’t indulge in heavy eating, Bi Fang feels fine since he had eaten those two rabbits earlier.

On the way, Bi Fang chats with the driver, recounting his survival experiences and harvesting even more astonished looks from the uncle, to the point where Bi Fang starts to feel embarrassed.

Around 2 or 3 PM, the truck arrives at a small town. After giving the driver a rabbit fur cap as a gift, Bi Fang gets off the truck and bids his final farewell.

As he watches the truck gradually fade into the distance, Bi Fang enters the town and addresses the drone for the last time, “It’s time to say goodbye to everyone, but this time, it’s a real goodbye.”

“During this trip, I’ve done a lot of crazy things and had an incredibly adventurous journey. But all of it was essentially for one purpose – to survive better.”

“In fact, the primitive forest is not a dead zone, nor is it as terrifying as we imagine. As long as we remain calm, develop a perfect survival plan, and master specific skills, there is hope for survival!”

“Finally, if you come across a road, there’s only one thing to do – tidy yourself up and raise your thumb.”

“Friends, remember me, I’m Bi Fang, a professional adventurer, looking forward to meeting you next time!”

After saying this, Bi Fang gave a two-finger salute, and the entire live broadcast room erupted with bullet screen rain. It was all filled with words of reluctance and retention, and the gift gifting brought a wave of climax.

Countless fishball raindrops fell like rain, while dozens or hundreds of fish fins planes were numerous.

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Sigh, even though I knew this day would come sooner or later, I still feel reluctant when it arrives.

Yeah, isn’t it like renting a drone?

A blood letter from ten thousand people, continue the broadcast for a while, or else threaten to unsubscribe!

It’s not enough! When will God Fang broadcast next time? I’ll definitely watch!

Yes, yes, yes, when will you broadcast next time? Will it still be on Shark TV?

Looking at the bullet screen, Bi Fang scratched his head. As for the next live broadcast, he didn’t know either. It depended on when the system would issue a mission. So, he had to evade the question: “If there are no accidents, I will be on Shark TV in the future. As for the next live broadcast, I can only say that it should be within a month, and I’ll definitely notify you in advance.”

In the end, he didn’t say much and directly shut down the drone.

However, even then, many viewers still remained in the live broadcast room, chatting with each other.

How do we do this? Fang God didn’t leave anything behind, no QQ or Weibo…

I don’t know. I can only wait. Just follow and it’s done.

Does Lord Shepherd know?

I’m not sure about that…

Seeing someone asking, Lord Shepherd shrugged his hands, indicating he knew nothing.

Everyone had to settle with regret and leave in twos and threes.

On the other hand, Bi Fang was worried and stupefied. He suddenly realized that he didn’t have a mobile phone, nor did he bring cash…

Just as Bi Fang was considering whether or not to go to town first and find a daily dishwasher job, the long-lost electronic sound rang again.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the novice reward, and now proceeding to reward settlement.