Chapter 57: Blood Seeping Through the Door Gap

Bi Fang took off his hat to listen more carefully.

Snowflakes rushed into his eyes, causing him to squint. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them and gazed solemnly at the distant forest.

Listening to the howling wind, the audience felt an inexplicable sense of desolation.

It seemed… like it could be real.

Could the blizzard be causing Bi Fang to hallucinate? They heard that people close to freezing could experience hallucinations.

How could that be possible? Wasn’t he just doing push-ups earlier? The howling wind was simply too frightening.

That’s true; the wind alone was enough to scare them.

Bi Fang glanced at the comments and didn’t think much of it. He was confident that he had not misheard, and indeed there had been an unusual sound like a car horn just now.

Furthermore, only a steam whistle could be so penetrating, cutting through the wind and snow, allowing him to hear it.

There might be people ahead!

“No, whether it’s true or not, I have to go and check.”

Bi Fang trusted his judgment. He stood up from the snow pit, put on his hat again, and staggered forward in the direction the sound had come from while facing the harsh wind and snow.

Seeing how resolute the host was, the audience in front of the screen suddenly felt uncertain. Listening to the wind, it seemed like there really were people on the other side, and they started sending messages to dissuade him.

Many fans had been waiting for this live broadcast for half a month, or at least watched the cover preview on Langya TV for three days straight. And now, it would end in just two days?

The long prelude and short main event were unbearable for everyone!

Were they going to be rescued?

How could it end so quickly this time? Even if it were a novel, it would only be around ten chapters, right? Where’s the climax? If it ended like this, no one would watch it next time!

Indeed, they hadn’t even gotten their fix yet! Wasn’t this too hasty?

How nice it would be if Bi Fang had misheard.

Exactly, it would be better if he had misheard.

Why didn’t these people wish him well?

Bi Fang felt a bit depressed, but still explained: “Don’t worry, even if I really encounter someone, chances are they’re in distress too. So, there’s no guarantee on who will save whom.”

He pointed at the sky, “Just look at this weather. Who would be out here at this time under normal circumstances? And they’re even attempting to make a specific frequency of noise. If this isn’t a sign of distress, then what is?”

Upon hearing Bi Fang’s explanation, the audience finally understood.

It seemed to make sense!

Apart from someone as skilled and daring as Bi Fang, who would dare to venture out at such a time? Wasn’t that just seeking death?

Amazing! They came out for wilderness survival, and now they might even end up saving someone else?

This time, it was a failed rescue call; instead, they ended up rescuing someone else!

Wouldn’t this make them thoroughly famous if they saved someone? Wouldn’t the news even report it?

Look at the popularity of the live streaming room. It already has 500,000 views, and they aren’t considered famous yet?

That’s completely different. They’re only famous in the streaming circle now, but if they saved someone and made it to the news, the whole country would know about it. It’s incomparable!

After descending the snowy slope, Bi Fang entered the forest. He tightened the brim of his hat and moved forward in the direction he had perceived earlier.

“Given that I could hear the sound through such strong winds, the other party shouldn’t be too far away from us, maybe only two or three hundred meters, or even less.”

Stepping on the thick snow, Bi Fang leaned forward, bracing against the storm. The footprints left by his front foot were quickly filled with snow blown by the wind, leaving no trace behind.

Humans could hardly leave any footprints under the force of nature.

As the distance closed, a clear whistle suddenly echoed through the snowy forest. Now, everyone heard it.

Damn, there really is a car!

Bi Fang’s sharp ears were truly impressive!

With so much snow, could a vehicle even move? Wouldn’t the tires and gasoline be frozen?

“If it were an ordinary car, that would definitely be impossible. However, I think this car might have been equipped with triangular tracks to move on such thick snow. Moreover, the freezing point of gasoline is actually quite low, generally around -35 degrees Celsius. Diesel is more likely to freeze, and perhaps the other party even added antifreeze.”

“But since the other party is this professional, they are probably local people or park rangers. Regardless, we need to go and check it out.”

Bi Fang spoke a couple of sentences before continuing forward. Another hundred meters passed, and a beam of light appeared among the trees, piercing through the vast snow.

It’s right ahead!

The audience felt invigorated, and Bi Fang quickened his pace. Soon, he climbed up a snow slope.

However, as soon as their heads peeked out of the slope and the situation became clear, the audience was dumbfounded. Things were just as Bi Fang had predicted.

It was a heavily damaged off-road vehicle. The entire body was in tatters, making it hard to believe that it hadn’t rolled inside a washing machine during its lifetime.

A giant tree, more than thirty centimeters in diameter, had smashed directly onto the roof, collapsing the solid frame. Two of the four doors were missing, and thick black smoke was billowing from the front engine hood.

How could this be? Was the car completely wrecked? Could the people inside still be alive?

It really was a tracked vehicle.

What were these people doing out in such a blizzard? Weren’t they asking for death?

That wasn’t exactly fair to say. If it weren’t for Bi Fang’s vast experience, who would have expected a storm to abruptly hit, without any time for preparation?

Bi Fang hurriedly climbed over the earth slope and approached the car. Just as he got closer, he heard screams.

Not far away in the snow, a middle-aged man was being crushed by a car door, wailing in pain. He saw Bi Fang and immediately reached out as if he had seen a savior.

“Quick, save me, please save me!”

Bi Fang immediately set the drone aside and lifted the already shattered car door. The man continued to scream in pain.

He scanned the man up and down and discovered a huge gash on his right leg, with blood continuously flowing down the pant leg.

The viewers in the live broadcast witnessed the gruesome wound firsthand and couldn’t bear to look at it.

This is too tragic…

It looks so painful.

No kidding, can’t you see he’s screaming in pain?

Poor guy.

Seeing the wound still bleeding, Bi Fang quickly pulled out his belt, preparing to tie it around the blood vessel to stop the bleeding. But as soon as he touched the wound, the man screamed even more loudly.

“Hey! Look at me, look at me, don’t look down!”

Bi Fang stared at the man’s eyes, shouting again and again until the man shifted his attention from the wound. He then tightened the belt fiercely!

A miserable scream pierced through the blizzard, echoing throughout the forest.

The man’s face was covered in tears and snot, but in the low temperature, they quickly froze into frost and stuck to his face. The intense pain distorted his facial features to the point where he no longer looked human. “I can’t move, I can’t move my leg, I can’t move my hand, ah!”

While fastening the belt tightly, Bi Fang looked into the man’s eyes and said, “Don’t worry, feeling pain is a good thing. It means your thigh nerve isn’t damaged, and you can still use your leg!”

“Is it… a good thing?”

“Yes, are you bleeding anywhere else?”

“I don’t know; I can’t feel anything.”

Seeing that the man had temporarily stopped bleeding, Bi Fang dragged him to lean against a large tree. But as soon as he left, the man mustered all his strength and grabbed his clothes.

“Don’t leave, don’t abandon me!”

“I’ll be right back, just calm down, okay?” Bi Fang patted the man’s hand, offering some reassurance before stepping through the snow to the driver’s seat.

Inside the driver’s compartment, the airbag had long deflated. A young man was pinned against the steering wheel by the twisted car frame, unable to move. When he saw Bi Fang, a bitter smile appeared on his frost-covered face.

“I didn’t expect anyone to come. I thought we were going to die this time.”

“You won’t die now that I’m here.”

The car door wasn’t crushed, so Bi Fang gritted his teeth and pulled it open with difficulty. Then, he pulled the young man out sideways. When he saw the young man’s hand gripping the steering wheel, he was immediately startled.

The young man’s fingers were hooked and unable to extend, almost deformed, most likely due to gripping the steering wheel in the freezing cold for so long. He must have been the one honking the horn earlier.

“Your hand is already frostbitten. If this continues, I’m afraid it’ll become necrotic,” Bi Fang said.

Yet, upon hearing this, the young man didn’t seem to care for himself. Instead, he shivered and raised his arm, pointing to the passenger seat—it was the most severely damaged part of the vehicle.

“No, check on the person next to me first. I saw him bleeding a lot. Please save him before me!”

Following the young man’s arm, Bi Fang looked over but was blocked by the airbag in the passenger seat. However, under the car, he could see clearly.

A large pool of thick, black blood was dripping through the door gap, while the accumulated snow beneath the car turned dark and crimson.