area51novel Chapter 725 722: Let Them Off
Chapter 725 722: Let Them Off
The charcoal burned quietly, emanating sparks amidst the red and yellow flames, warm as... baking by fire!
Bi Fang, lying on his heated kang bed and covered with Musk Ox Skin, sweated slightly at his temples, his back drenched with sweat, each pore in pain like being pricked with needles, as if a thorn was in his back!
"Haha!"
Bi Fang suddenly awoke with his back soaked in sweat. Instinctively, he reached for the wooden spear leaning against the wall, and only after grasping it did he realize he was still in the cabin and nothing had happened.
Strange, had he had a nightmare?
Bi Fang wondered but wasn't affected by the nightmare. He reached to touch the heated kang bed, and its temperature wasn't too high, the same as the past few nights. Why would he sweat so much today?
Did he have a fever?
Bi Fang reached to touch his forehead, but couldn't make sense of it. Goudan was panting next to him, looking like a dead dog with no reaction at all.
Just when Bi Fang thought everything was an illusion, perhaps due to him staying in the wilderness for the first time for so long and it was simply discomfort emerging from his subconscious, a slight scraping noise came from outside the cabin.
Bi Fang was startled; his grip on the spear tightened, bones protruding as if a green snake was slithering through.
Outside the door, there was something!
...
Zheng Fahua was a diligent student and a mature college student at that. He had followed the rules through middle school, attended a standard high school, and in turn adhered strictly through high school to get into an average university,
However, Zheng Fahua, heeding the advice of his family elders who had never attended university, treated it as a relaxing playground, frequently skipping classes to play games and read novels in the dormitory. Now at the end of the term, looking at the terrible scores on his past test papers, he regretted not studying sooner, clutching his textbooks for a night of desperate cramming.
But even so, Zheng Fahua didn't give up his hobbies—watching live streams.
Zheng Fahua held his textbooks while the laptop fan on his desk blew vigorously, sounding almost like a torrential rain outside the window. The screen wasn't displaying a pretty girl but a live game broadcast currently in progress.
The streamer in the screen played masterfully, securing a GG. Just as Zheng Fahua exclaimed at the poor play and thought about using Lore's Law Q, a pop-up "Continuous excitement, not to be missed" jumped onto the screen.
"Master Fang streaming? What's going on, did it freeze again?"
Zheng Fahua was not only a gaming enthusiast; he was also a Wilderness Survivalist enthusiast.
Ever since he'd first heard phrases like "the best in the wild," "man at the top of the food chain," and "god of hunting" from a friend, he thought they were about some famous game streamer, so he