Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness? C303

303 Test of Will

“Actually, this situation has nothing to do with our survival skills. It's purely a competition of endurance.

As long as we can survive until dawn, we have a chance of survival.

I remember someone saying that in front of nature, humans are minuscule.

This can only be felt in the wilderness.

Sometimes, despair is not a beast, but a change in nature.

I need to endure 18 hours in this dark cave. I don't know if I can hold on, but I will try my best.”

This situation could be said to be the most dangerous situation Bell had encountered in the survival streams.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a hopeless situation. To be honest, he did not like this situation of waiting for death.

But if he rushed at night, he would definitely die outside.

The audience in the live-stream could not see the expression on Bell's face. They could only see his eyes.

But from his serious tone, they could tell that Bell was definitely not having a good time.

He had not had such a serious tone even when facing the ferocious beasts. The audience sent comments to encourage Bell or suggested some methods.

“Bell, don't be like this. If you really can't do it, call the rescue team.”

“Don't you have so many mosses? You can start a fire to warm up.”

“Previous poster, are you a fool? This moss burns very quickly. It will be completely burned in less than an hour. What should Bell do with the remaining time? He will freeze to death.”

“I've been watching Bell's live broadcast for a while, but I've never seen Bell encounter such a desperate situation. In this environment, ordinary people can't survive here. Bell, just give up. Everyone will understand.”

“That's right, how can humans endure such an environment? Even if it's -10 degrees below zero, people will freeze to death every winter.”

“This is a competition of physique. It has nothing to do with technique. Bell, give up. We believe in you.”

Just like the audience in the live-stream said, this was about physique.

But although so many people persuaded him, Bell still shook his head firmly.

“In this Wilderness Survival program, not only did you guys gain a lot, but I also gained a lot.

To me, this is a form of training and also a breakthrough.

Everyone, don't worry. I know my body very well. If I really can't hold on anymore, I will definitely choose to ask for help.”

In the face of true despair, Bell's mind was still clear.

Suddenly, he remembered something. It was words from Lofty Wiseman.

Human instinct for survival surpassed all dreams and reality.

But the key was how to maximize this instinct.

This was the key to success in survival.

John Wiseman was a big shot in the wilderness survival world.

Not to mention anything else, just one thing was enough to prove this.

The British SAS was one of the top ten special forces in the world. John Wiseman was once invited to be the wilderness survival instructor of the SAS to teach these special forces members survival skills and knowledge in any extreme environment in the world. After he retired, he personally wrote the SAS Survival Handbook which was praised by countless survivalists as a bible of wilderness survival.

Almost all survival enthusiasts had read this book.

What Bell admired most about John Wiseman was not his survival skills or physique, but his incomparably strong heart.

To be honest, willpower was Bell's weakness.

With the system, he did not lack physical fitness, but the system could not help him temper his mind.

It could only be polished in harsh environments.

These invisible gains were Bell's greatest gains in wilderness survival.

Therefore, even in this predicament, Bell still chose to grit his teeth and endure.

Once he survived this situation, Bell would be able to face similar situations calmly.

Bell definitely could not fall asleep in this temperature. After all, once he fell asleep, he would not be able to get up.

The cave was wrapped in darkness, and Bell chatted with the audience in the live-stream from time to time.

On one hand, it was to explain his situation, and on the other hand, it was to increase his spirit.

At the same time, Bell would struggle to do push-ups to ensure the mobility of his blood.

Time passed slowly. The audience in the live-stream did not leave because of the monotonous show. Instead, more and more people gathered and were convinced by Bell's will to live.

The 18 hours of cold night felt like a year to Bell.

But Bell was not the only one waiting for this time to pass. In the live-stream, tens of millions of audience members were accompanying Bell.

When the comments refreshed, Bell finally heaved a sigh of relief.

These 18 hours had already exhausted his stamina to the limit.

But no matter what, he had finally survived this place of death in the Siberian Far East.

He kicked away the snow blocking the entrance of the cave, and the bone-chilling wind entered the cave again.

Bell gasped in shock.

The sky was hazy, but Bell was in a good mood.

“I've never looked forward to dawn so much.

This morning has left a deep impression on me. I don't think I will forget what happened today for the rest of my life.

Also, the cold is really uncomfortable.”

Bell did not dare to waste any more time. He put away the skins and parachutes into his backpack, not forgetting to bring some of the peat moss.

After all, these things could be used as kindling to increase the efficiency of starting a fire.

“I have to hurry and warm my body again.

No matter what, I have to reach the pine forest before dark. I don't want to experience a cold night without a fire again.”

Pulling himself together, Bell carried his backpack and began to walk quickly towards the pine forest.

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