Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Chapter 663 - 660: Change before one o’clock
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Switched back before one o’clock.

It was still dark, the earth a uniform grey.

The vast expanse of the ice field was visible in its entirety, showing no signs of life.

A pair of gloved hands suddenly burst out from the ground, sweeping the accumulated snow to one side.

Bi Fang gasped for breath, struggling to push the snow aside, as the overnight blizzard had completely sealed the entrance to the trench, with at least thirty centimeters thick.

Leaning at the exit, Bi Fang took a breath, grabbed the icy sides, and propped himself up, then he began to gather the rope.

The overnight freeze had solidified the rope, and a few drops of water from last night were now encased in several centimeters of ice.

The thickness of the ice was increasing.

After bundling the rope and putting it in his backpack, Bi Fang started the live stream and greeted his audience.

"Today is my second day of Arctic survival. I’m feeling pretty good although a bit hungry, but after all, there are only ninety-nine days left, right?"

[I simply hail 666]

[Full marks for this guy, don’t ask why not keep some for encouragement, he deserves it]

[Up in the middle of the night for the live stream, mom-sees-I’m-hit series]

[So sleepy, haven’t even started my vacation]

The time difference between Greenland and Huaxia was seven hours, so there weren’t many viewers at that time.

Although Bi Fang’s live stream had already gone global, domestic viewers were still the main force.

[Is it already daylight in the Arctic?]

Inside the live stream’s screen, the audience noticed the sun hadn’t risen yet, but it didn’t seem as dark as they had imagined; even the drone’s night mode hadn’t been activated.

"Because snowflakes reflect white light. The complex structure of snow can’t absorb light. A beam that enters a pile of snow will be rapidly scattered by billions of Ice Crystals and air pockets, with most of the light reflecting back out of the snow.

"So as long as there’s a little bit of light, places with snowflakes will seem brighter, but it’s just a dim brightness."

Bi Fang pointed to the stars in the night sky, clearly indicating the source of the light.

The vast majority of people living in cities can hardly imagine a night sky full of stars anymore; even after the sun sets, the night is never completely dark.

During a full moon, it’s amazingly bright, almost as if there were streetlights shining.

Today, the moon in the night sky wasn’t full, but there was still plenty of light. Furthermore, the strong wind was blowing the snowflakes around, creating a flurry of snow at about four or five meters above the ground, which actually made it fairly bright.

However, as bright as it was, the blizzard made it impossible to see the path clearly. Fortunately, Bi Fang could indistinctly make out Polaris, which gave him a direction to proceed in.

"Now we have over a dozen hours each night, and we can’t waste this time. We can get up within the three hours before sunrise."

"To survive in the Arctic, whenever entering a period of polar day or polar night, it is essential to set your biological clock; otherwise, an inverted routine will leave you feeling lethargic and often with a headache."

"If you sleep too much or too little, you’ll get headaches, and you won’t have enough energy to face upcoming challenges. So, if possible, definitely set an alarm clock. If not, you’ll have to rely on your body’s biological clock, which is quite difficult."

"How many of you like to stay up late? How often do you do it?"

As Bi Fang trekked onwards, he suddenly asked a question.

"Ah, this,"

"Be more confident, every day,"

"Hey, actually, I don’t absolutely have to study and work until midnight, but after a whole day at it, I always end up wanting to scroll through my phone for a few hours to relax. Before I know it, it’s really late."

"Add to that, every morning I wake up with such a headache."

"Work until eleven or twelve at night, how could I possibly go straight to bed satisfied? My life needs some entertainment, of course, I need to unwind. Then, I fall into a vicious cycle (covering face)."

Work eight hours, play eight hours, sleep eight hours.

This schedule is a hard-fought achievement, but now the working hours usually exceed ten hours, or even worse, twelve hours.

Most people work for a better life, and entertainment time is indispensable, so naturally, they encroach on their sleeping hours. Otherwise, life would have no meaning.

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There are few who are financially free, and the rest of the lives just get swept up in the relentless march of time.

When they see Bi Fang gallivanting around the world, many can’t help but feel a tinge of envy.

Although many of his actions sometimes stir controversy, Bi Fang doesn’t care. Compared to the people who support him, the critics are the minority.

"Actually, many people’s biological clocks are not exactly twenty-four hours but have a certain margin of error, usually within two hours. For example, one’s cycle may be twenty-six hours, or even twenty-two hours, though most are slightly longer than twenty-four hours."

"This is a common phenomenon, most diurnal animals have a circadian rhythm slightly longer than 24 hours, and most nocturnal animals’ rhythms are slightly shorter than 24 hours. Humans are diurnal, so we belong to the former category. Of course, there are exceptions, this isn’t a theorem but a general rule."

"The reason for this isn’t yet known, but one plausible hypothesis suggests that when humans first appeared, the Earth didn’t rotate every 24 hours. After all, Earth’s rotation speed has changed several times over the past few billion years."

Upon hearing this, the viewers in front of the screen felt as if a door had been flung open, struck by a sudden realization.

"No wonder I keep staying up later and later every night, damn it, so that’s why!"

"Every time I stay up an extra hour, after twenty-four days, I’m back to normal."

"Taking light as an example, most human circadian rhythms are slightly longer than 24 hours. So, humans are most comfortable living in a light-dark cycle that’s a bit longer than 24 hours, because it’s completely in sync with our natural rhythm."

"And while we can also adapt to Earth’s 24-hour light-dark cycle, the difference is not huge. However, if the light-dark cycle were 50 hours, it generally wouldn’t be adaptable."

"In other words, the human biological clock can adjust to the external environment, but this adjustment has its limits."

"In other mammals, light can regulate the biological clock through phototransduction pathways that involve the suprachiasmatic nucleus in the hypothalamus. But without light, you can only rely on the habits you usually develop."

"Once you destroy this cyclical biological habit, the consequences include decreased memory, lethargy, headaches, and in severe cases, frequent diarrhea and vomiting."

"So, self-discipline is very important."

Bi Fang continued on, relying on his biological clock; he was always able to wake up on time, and it never disrupted his advance.

He kept moving until the sky began to lighten, and the snowstorm slowly abated. The snowflakes on the ground gradually settled, and as they were bathed in sunlight, the continuous range of mountains finally appeared in everyone’s sight.

"We’ve finally arrived."

Bi Fang let out a sigh of relief—at last, the sight of undulating terrain meant there were mountains.

Where there are mountains, there are rocks, soil, plants, and animals.

Though there’s a saying, ’hopes in the distant mountains can kill a horse with exhaustion’, seeing those mountains is still much better than not seeing them at all.

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