Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 563 - 560: The Blood-red Dolphin Bay

The fishing boats on the sea drew closer and closer, the invisible net tightening steadily.

The dolphins were trapped by wave after wave of noise, pinned by the clanging of long poles, sounds like countless silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves.

The sounds they could hear grew louder and more rapid, repeating monotonously,

Bi Fang couldn’t bear it any longer, his brain felt like it was about to explode, the noise seemed to come from within his own cranial pulp, as if his skull was slowly cracking along its sutures, chafing against each other.

He turned off the drone’s sound system.

But the dolphins couldn’t turn it off; they could only suffer helplessly and passively, colliding with each other in the shallow waters, emitting piercing and mournful screeches.

The sharp long hook knife easily tore through their smooth, plastic-like skin, slicing muscles and bones and deftly hooking the spine, pulling them aboard as if dragging a rope.

Giraffes, humans, and dolphins, are the only three creatures in nature with seven cervical vertebrae,

Blood splashed onto the fisherman’s face, full of smiles, and he licked the blood by his mouth, wiped it with his hand, and turned to his companion on the boat with a big laugh, "So many dolphins on the first round, this year is bound to be a bountiful harvest."

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His companion nodded, while warning, "Be careful, don’t slaughter the pretty ones; those are the ones that are really worth money."

"Don’t worry, I’ve been doing this for so many years, I can tell at a glance which dolphins qualify and which don’t!"

As he spoke, the fisherman sank the dolphin beneath his knife, then swiftly lifted it, using buoyancy and momentum to drag the several-hundred-pound dolphin onto the small boat with force.

An adult dolphin weighs nearly as much as five adults, impossible for a novice to haul aboard single-handedly; only a seasoned hand could accomplish this.

One by one, heavy dolphins were dragged up onto the small wooden boat, pressing it down into the water, almost level with the surface, as bloody water still poured in.

The onlookers on the shore cheered and, once the small boat was full, it returned to the shore, dragging the dolphins out and swapping in another crew, while the rest began to process the dolphins.

Dozens of dolphins were lined up, the fisherman walking back and forth atop the dolphin carcasses, some of which were not quite dead yet, still crying out in agony until someone stepped on them, causing their tails to reflexively flick up.

"Wow, look, the trainers have arrived!" someone shouted.

At the announcement of the trainers’ arrival, a dozen fishermen turned around, their faces filled with anticipation.

A few trainers in wetsuits descended from the road to the beach, greeted several familiar fishermen.

When they saw the pool full of blood, they frowned.

Normally, trainers should have the first pick, and only after they selected would the fishermen slaughter the unwanted dolphins.

Seeing this, a fisherman who was processing a dolphin immediately led the trainers over to a corner enclosed by nets.

The trainers’ frowns vanished upon seeing the dolphins in the nets; the quality of these dolphins was quite good.

"These smart, clever ones with good appearances, we picked them out early, just waiting for you all," boasted the fisherman, seasoned with handling dolphins and observing trainers pick, they already knew what to look for.

Looking at the dolphins within the wire net, soaking in the bloody water of their companions, listless, the trainers patted the fisherman’s shoulder, then entered the water to choose their own preferred dolphins.

Seeing the trainers enter the water, an old sailor slapped Asuka on the shoulder and laughed, extracting a pack of cigarettes from his chest, clamping a cigarette between his lips to light it: "Hahaha, kid, we’re in for a windfall. This is where the real money’s at, at least a hundred thousand dollars a piece!"

"A hundred, hundred thousand..."

Asuka, who had been mechanically striking the long pole, had become numb; he felt something might be wrong with his eyes, as everything he looked at was stained with blood.

The entire world spun.

The air was filled with dolphin’s cries, the clanging of poles, over and over, ringing from inside the skull, pounding heavily.

The beach was covered with the thwarted attempts of dolphins, adult female dolphins trying to let their young escape, only to have their bodies cut open by long knives the next second, the young following suit, blood filling up Dolphin Bay.

Seabirds that had been circling high above seized the opportunity, diving down to snatch a piece of flesh and promptly flew away, tilting their heads to swallow the dolphin meat.

Laughter from the fishermen was everywhere.

The laughter and screams mixed together, indistinguishable whether it was joy or terror, everything becoming a blur assaulting the senses.

"Hey, kid, you’re dazed, aren’t you? Don’t stop now," the old sailor spat a puff of smoke into Asuka’s face, pushed him when he didn’t respond, and slapped the back of his head, clearly displeased.

Asuka’s head hung lower with each hit, the dizziness intensifying, he looked at the sea, the frothy waves no longer white but a deep, dark color, darkness and blood mingling, completely engulfing him.

"Hey, hey, hey! Damn it, Captain, this kid has passed out!"

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"Huff!"

Bi Fang exhaled for a full half a minute before feeling that the stuffiness and waste gases in his chest had been emptied out. When his senses returned, he was shocked to realize he had been standing here for a solid two hours, his legs slightly swollen from the strain.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling his head was heavy and groggy.

The drones, mixed in among the seagulls, overlooked a scene where Dolphin Bay, once azure, had turned a blood red, and even the beach above was all sand mingled with blood.

When it comes to a vast fortune, the greed of humans flows like poison in their blood.

After thousands of years within the civilized world, these people still haven’t learned to love the world.

Inside the hotel, Richard and others had also experienced all this, even more so.

In the ocean, innumerable dolphin shadows darted about, repeatedly knocking into each other like humans in a stampede, their clear view turning to blood red in less than an hour.

Through infrared, one could only glimpse their panic and tension as if watching a blood storm from the sea bottom, with orange-red figures everywhere. When they approached the fishing boats, the orange hue would suddenly expand, staining everything around it.

There was no doubt that this was the result of blood spreading in the sea water.

The encirclement tightened rapidly, and in less than two hours, about a dozen fishing boats had once again completely surrounded Dolphin Bay. Now, the frenzy that belonged to everyone truly began, as more and more people entered Dolphin Bay, humans wielding slaughtering knives and dripping with blood, alongside the dolphins that surfaced.

The whole capture process was very quick; by eight o’clock, the first round of capture had finished.

But the blood-stained bay remained colored for a long time.

Bi Fang didn’t know how long it would take for the blood-red to turn back to blue again, but considering the geography of Dolphin Bay, it was difficult for the water here to mix with the open sea, suggesting it would take quite a while.

He didn’t know when the next hunt would be.

The hunting schedule in Taiji Town wasn’t daily, but depended on whether dolphin pods arrived here each day. If there were only a few small groups sporadically, then it wouldn’t be possible to do this every day.

As for the next time, no one knew.

Taking a moment to steady his mind, Bi Fang rubbed his face, moving his stiff expression around, as he still had other tasks waiting for him that day.

It was already the fifth day of Black Bear hunting season; the rankings had changed once again, and Bi Fang had slipped from third to fifth place.

The Yōki Hunter duo had now surged ahead of him.

They were said to have been caught overnight.

"No matter," he muttered.

Bi Fang took out his water bottle, moistened his throat, then warmed up before turning on the live stream, greeting the surrounding forest with practiced ease.

In the live stream room, Kogawa Kobayashi shouted with excitement, "Everyone, look! Master Fang has also started live streaming. Seems like he didn’t choose to sleep in today but got up early! That’s not easy for him at all."

[Good morning.]

[So tired, just got up.]

[Emmm, didn’t Old Fang treat himself again last night? He still looks listless.]

[By the way, has the jade been sold yet?]

Bi Fang shook his head, "Not yet, but Yehara Hiroshi told me the price has been negotiated up to 150 million yen. It probably won’t be long before it’s sold. Then I’ll be able to send everyone a big red envelope. If you’re interested, you can join a group; there’s something for everyone."

[The group is full.]

[How many groups have you made? I can never get in; it always shows full.]

[Everyone gets a share, meaning everyone in the Emperor’s group gets a share.]

[Hurry up and go hunt the bear, you’re so far behind! Even if you dig up gold today, it’s no use unless you give it to me (dog’s head).]

Bi Fang readily agreed, "All right, all right. I found some traces yesterday, and today, I’ll strive to return to the top. This time for bear hunting, let’s try using poison."