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

Chapter 52 - Even Urine Can’t Be Wasted



Chapter 52 - Even Urine Can’t Be Wasted

Chapter 52: Even Urine Can’t Be Wasted

Hearing Bell’s words and the live example shown by another contestant, the audience no longer doubted the authenticity of these words.

Even those haters who thought that Wilderness Survival was simple closed their mouths at this moment.

The bloody reality was right in front of them. How could they dare to say anything?

Bell said as he looked at the sun.

“It’s almost noon, which is the time when the temperature is the highest.”

“The temperature in this desert can even reach 41 ?°C.”

“In some parts, it might even be higher. It’s not strange to get sunburn everywhere on the body.”

“In such an environment, we will lose a lot of water every second.”

“I have to ensure that I drink no less than 4.5 liters of water.”

“This amount can barely maintain the balance of the electrolytes.”

With that, Bell drank another mouthful of water. There was not much water left in the canteen.

At the same time, his stomach was telling him that it was time to replenish his energy.

“Other than water, food here is also very scarce, so don’t miss anything edible.”

Bell said as he walked.

His eyes were looking around.

The audience in the live-stream felt their hearts ache when they saw Bell’s expression.

It was unbelievable that an eight-year-old had to survive in such a harsh environment.

At the same time, many Bell’s fans noticed his dry lips.

“Host, you should speak less.”

“My heart aches for Bell. Production team, you bastards!”

Many fans were worried that Bell would be exhausted from talking too much.

Looking at the comments in the live-stream, Bell did not force himself.

As the sun rose, the temperature gradually increased.

Because of the heat, the air became distorted.

Although the canyon did not seem far when he looked from the cliff, it was a different matter when he walked towards it.

Fortunately, he finally reached the edge of the canyon.

As soon as he arrived, he felt a slight dizziness.

He knew that it was because it was too hot, and he was already showing signs of heat stroke.

Bell did not dare to delay. He quickly found a shady spot and sat down to rest.

He felt much better and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Although this place can let us rest for a while, the sun will soon change its direction and this shade will disappear, so we have to think of other ways to get rest.”

Looking around and finding no other good shelter, Bell made a decision.

“It seems like we have to dig a pit here. We can rest in it.”

“Although the sand looks very hot in this desert, it’s still cool under the sand.”

He started digging with his hands.

As soon as he touched the sand, he couldn’t help but frown.

“The temperature of the sand here is very high. If you place your hand on the sand, you will feel the heat in less than three seconds.”

“But for the sake of survival, we can’t think too much.”

Because it was sand, it was not difficult to dig. Although there were no tools, Bell still dug a pit that was enough for him to lie in, in less than ten minutes.

Of course, this was also related to his size. After all, Bell was only eight years old.

Lying in the sand pit, Bell heaved a sigh of relief. The long-lost comfortable feeling came again.

“Everyone, to be honest, this is not comfortable, but this is indeed a good way to get a rest.”

“We can rest here for a while. Looking at the time, it should take about two to three hours before this peak hot period is over.”

“However, it’s not time to rest yet. Before that, we need to do something else, which is to collect water.”

Hearing that Bell wanted to collect water, the audience couldn’t help but think of the knowledge about getting water that Bell had explained in the primeval forest.

However, the situation then belonged to the rainforest where the weather was moist. But, they were in the desert now.

Would the method be effective?

But the next second, Bell stood up and said, “Everyone, there’s something I don’t know if I should say. My next actions might affect the show.”

“After all, other than sweating, there is another way which discharges water.”

“In this environment, every drop of water is very precious. Even your own urine can’t be wasted. Maybe at the most critical moment, it can save your life.”

The moment this was said, the fans in the live-stream exploded.

“F*ck, Bell?”

“How did I already guess it?”

“Children’s pee should be okay, right?”

“No, Bell, don’t do this.”

“I want to send some knives to the production team.”

Many of Bell’s mother fans were agitated when they knew what Bell was going to do.

But Bell was in no mood to pay attention to them.

“Alright, don’t be nervous. Although it’s a little too much for everyone, this is a forced situation. Of course, we haven’t fallen to such a state yet. To be honest, I don’t really want to experience that feeling, but in order to survive, we have to be prepared for emergencies.”

“A few years ago, there was a tourist who got lost in the desert.”

“After drinking all the water, this person relied on his urine to survive until the rescue team rescued him.”

“If we reach that stage, I think life is more important.”

“Alright, let’s stop talking. Please excuse me for now.”

With that, Bell turned around and peed on a new pit.

“Why do I suddenly want to see the front?”

“If this was an adult broadcaster, I would definitely call the police and report him.”

After finishing, he took out the small water canteen and placed it in the middle of the pit.

Then, he tore off the outermost layer of the backpack and covered the pit with it.

Finally, he carefully put sand on the edges to hold it in the pit.

Then, Bell grabbed a handful of sand and placed it in the middle of the thin membrane, increasing its weight and making the plastic sheet cave in.

The audience looked at Bell as he moved step by step.

They seemed to be looking forward to something.


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