Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

On the fourth day after the start of the competition, all the spectators watched a certain player turn on the travel mode, which was exactly the same as when they went to the scenic spots in the past.

Ordinary rafts have insufficient buoyancy due to severe water seepage, and the waterline often reaches the passengers’ buttocks. This raft was carefully selected from the beginning of the material, and it was bundled and sticky when it was made. The body was deliberately widened, a water barrier was made in the middle, and the surface was covered with bark. If she was so hard that she would get wet when she got on the boat, she might as well hang herself with a rope.

The power of the river cannot be underestimated. After a while, the pine resin will be washed out of the gap and need to be repaired again, but at least there will be no problem for a while.

Jennifer was also forced to do nothing. The river flowed down from the icy lake on the mountain. She jumped over it by herself, knowing how cold it was.Originally, he had just recovered from his illness. If he had to suffer again due to prolonged soaking in water, he might really have to retire.

The raft was made comfortably and was not slow.In order to facilitate sailing, the raft is equipped with several oars and two long poles.In the deep water, she paddled with the oar, and when she got to the shallow place, she directly propped up the river bed with the Artemisia pole.After sailing for a whole morning, the scene on the river bank has changed from a sparse coniferous forest to a dense forest.

Seeing the remarkable results, Jennifer sat on the bark and smiled at the No. [-] aircraft flying around, and asked half-jokingly: "Since I named you all, this raft deserves a name, what do you think?" How about 'old friend'?"

Buddy swayed in the air, deeply catering to the opinions of the audience in front of the screen.

old friend?What an old friend!This kind of naming level basically bid farewell to the child's naming right after marriage.

However, Ms. Davis did not know that the raft just drifted over several stone piles. The stone reels in the turbulent current are the most dangerous for sailing. If one is not careful, it is easy to fall apart. She had to stop chatting and concentrate Use the long pole to control the direction to avoid unnecessary damage to the raft body, and open the mouth again after the dangerous zone has passed.

This time it is a warning: "Everyone has seen the danger just now, please don't easily imitate rafting, or in other words, you must pay attention to safety in wild waters. In the past few decades, many tourists have died in mountainous areas due to water accidents. Speaking of rafting, skilled crew members can freely shuttle among the reefs in the rapids, but novices may sink the raft and overturn the boat on the calm lake.”

She still had a sentence that she didn't say, and she didn't say it considering it was too instructive.

In fact, given enough time and props, she is more than capable of handcrafting a traditional cedar boat.Cedar boats are the most common means of transportation in many river basins, and are also used by some indigenous groups living in the Rocky Mountains to conquer the rough and rapid waterways and move freely in the mountain streams.But the 15-day challenge time is too short. It took three days to make a raft. How can she have time to make her own boat?

Thinking of this, Jennifer shook her head, ready to take a break.

The current was high in this part of the river, and even without the oars the raft would go downstream with the current, giving her time to do something else, say, have a real lunch.The last official meal was the lunch at the base camp before the start of the competition. After that, she was busy recuperating from her illness and making bamboo rafts. She lived on drinking water and strange food every three days. Finally, she had time Fishing, she will not give up until she starts eating meat.

Jennifer took out the remaining rope in the bag, and made fishing gear with wooden poles as rods, wooden thorns as hooks, and earthworms as bait.

The temperature of the water here is still very low, but the clarity is very high. Sitting on the raft, you can clearly see the river bed and the fish swimming in the bottom of the water. She squinted her eyes and observed for a while before identifying the fish as grayling.Grayling meat is delicious and nutritious, but unfortunately it is a cold-water bottom fish. Self-made fishing tackle is basically powerless against this kind of fish, so you can only try your luck in shallow fish.

It seemed that she had no luck, she sighed, hung up the writhing earthworm, swung the fishing rod and threw it far into the river.She then took out the washed and dried sheepskin as a cushion, holding the pole with one hand and lazily supporting her head with the other, she took off her shoes and dangled on the cool wood.At noon, the sun on the mountain is still a little bit hot, but it doesn't matter, if you lift up the hat of the jacket, no matter how bad you are, there is a piece of tree bark hanging on the top of your head, you can still look at ease.

It was this comfortable appearance that made the viewers itch with hatred after being exhausted as social animals in the city and finally watching a live broadcast on the weekend.

The fish in the mountains have not seen fishermen for a long time. They are not as cunning as the fish in the city, and they have to suck the hook from time to time. They are simple and innocent. Mouth does not give up.After fishing for a while, Jennifer felt it. She picked up the hooked fish with a wooden pole and took a look.Although I couldn't recognize the species after looking at it for a long time, it can be seen that it is not small and lively, and suddenly I felt that the mouth began to secrete liquid.

She supported the raft and found a gentle river bank to dock, catching the struggling big fish and sharpening her knife.

This country fish that was still crackling on the shore did not escape the tragic fate of being sliced ​​into fish fillets. The actress had been starving for several days, her natural green eyes were almost glowing green now, and she looked at the mountain with emotion. Shanshuishui, humming a song, scraped it, dissected it, washed it, sliced ​​it, skewered it, and grilled it.

The audience in front of the screen was crying.

Jennifer was satisfied with this big meal, and she was ready to speak well to the "Wilderness Challenge" program team after she set off again.Both the United States and Canada require a license for fishing, but the producer has a strong background and a large budget, and the partners are all rich and powerful, and they have also received the support of many countries and regional governments.According to the competition manual, contestants are allowed to carry out regular activities in the competition area. After the first round, the regulations added that they must not harm rare and protected animals and plants.

But the rules are like this. Seriously speaking, not many contestants can recognize protected animals, and not many contestants can see protected animals. Like Jennifer, I don’t know if it’s luck of eight lifetimes or bad luck for eight lifetimes to meet a stupid bird. Calculate.

She selfishly felt that it must be because they hadn't broken up in the first round, and it was a bad time.

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On the fourth day nothing happened.

The fifth day was uneventful.

On the sixth day, the raft floated into the river valley, and a variety of wild animals gradually began to appear on the river bank, all of which were very common, including deer, pikas and teals.

On the seventh day, Jennifer almost thought that her challenge in the forest had passed so plainly, getting on the boat, driving to the finish line, and getting off the boat.But on this afternoon, the Flag theorem, which is universally applicable, came into play again.

At that time, the raft was drifting smoothly through the middle of the river, and the more turbulent current supported the wood as easily as the leaves. The riverside scenery that could have been enjoyed leisurely became a slideshow every ten seconds under such high-speed sailing. piece.Jennifer looked warily at the river bed and was about to eat half a rainbow trout roasted at noon. She was full of wine and food, patted the crumbs in her palm, and grabbed a handful of river water to wash her face.The drops of water wet the eyelashes, and when she opened her eyes, they seeped in a little more, making her unable to open them.

The playful waterfowl flapped their wings and took off from the water surface, bringing up a stream of broken diamonds; the beaver on the bank poked its head, its smooth fur glowing golden in the sun.They have lived on this land since ancient times and are not afraid of people.

Jennifer finally wiped away her tears, blinked once, then blinked again, and when she looked up again, she saw the dreamlike creature.

A snow-white moose.

This huge fetish appears with gray-white disc-shaped antlers. The antlers are as wide as an adult lying flat, and the shoulders and back are higher than the cars driving on the road. The fur is not similar to the ordinary creatures around it, pure The off-white is almost divine.

It came out majestically from the woods, walked to the bank, and watched the raft pass by.

No audience had ever seen such a thing.

But Jennifer has.

That was many years ago, on a rainy morning.Six years after the end of the world, the earth has become a paradise for wild animals and plants. The civilization created by humans is vulnerable to nature. The gunboats are destroyed by marine life, the sky is occupied by birds, and the cities sink into the ground one by one. Only the last few are left. struggling.In the last lighthouse city of mankind, she had seen this huge snow-white monster walking on the track with its head bowed.It was so ancient and incredible that the survivors were all overwhelmed by the huge body and dared not speak for a long time.

The scene in front of me seemed to reappear from yesterday.

Jennifer sat on the raft and looked at it from a distance. The river pushed her eagerly closer and then drove her away mercilessly. The moose always stood in place.

Many years later, when she was sitting in the rocking chair, she would still think of this scene. At that time, her eyes could no longer see the newspaper clearly, but the figure of the giant beast became more and more clear, supporting her to continue to fight for the protection of the creatures on this planet. ——Maybe there are countless stars in the universe, and there may be countless species on those stars, but they have their majesty and have nothing to do with the earth.

Earth, yes, Earth.

The place where she was born may not be her hometown, the people she associates with may not be her old friends, the life she photographs may not be her life, her agent has her own family, her ex-boyfriend has his own concerns, even Superheroes have their own organizations, but she is alone.

But the earth is still the same earth, nature is still the same nature, the sky is still blue, the mountains and rivers are still green, and the sunset is still red.

Someday, when Jennifer thinks about when she was no longer an island, when she first felt a connection to this part of the world, she will think of this giant moose.

But at this moment, she just sat up on her knees and stretched out her hand to the giant beast in the north, oblivious to the message that this land was sending her.

It is the call of the wild, clamoring in silence.

She didn't understand until later.