Section 209

The heavy bell sound drifted towards the starry sky and spread.

Zhuoma asked: "Master, will he survive?"

The old lama recited a few secret words.

Finally, he left only one sentence and turned away

"God is merciful."

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Looking at the master's back.

Zhuoma was in a daze, worried.

I don't know if she is worried about the climbers.

Or is she worried about the blame of the gods.

But from her eyes, it can be seen that this kind Tibetan girl still hopes that Lu Yu can come back safely.

Because she always feels that this person who challenges Mount Everest is an absolute warrior.

He has a pure and warm smile.

And he has long-lasting persistence and faith.

Facing Mount Everest, Zhuoma shook the prayer wheel in her hand.

In her heart, praying that everything will be peaceful.

...

Fifteen minutes.

The days are like years.

The live broadcast signal is still there.

But there is no movement under the snow.

The people waiting were on pins and needles, wishing they could get into the screen to find out.

"Woo woo woo, the live broadcast is really over!"

"It's been fifteen minutes, will the anchor..."

"Goodbye Warrior!"

"Pray in advance, you won't die if you don't commit suicide!"

"Can you stop arguing?"

"It's just a show effect, will such an awesome person die?"

"Calm down! It's nothing!"

"I'm panicking!"

"Little fish, little fish, don't eat shrimps, give the anchor a super rocket × 999! -- Hurry up and get up, the live broadcast is not over yet!"

"Flat-headed brother gives the anchor a super rocket × 999! -- Brother, take a break and get up, don't fall asleep! Waiting for you!"

"Super rich little rich woman gives the anchor a super rocket × 999! -- You all shut up!"

Millions of hearts are restless.

Countless people are praying.

Many loyal fans gave their own gifts, feebly refuting the rumors in the live broadcast room.

Because they are unwilling to accept, and don't want to accept this ending.

People are arguing.

But the majestic Mount Everest remained unmoved, calm and unperturbed, overlooking all living things!

Afterwards, countless online media reported the incident.

Major TV stations also urgently broadcast the news!

Huaxia TV.

In the live broadcast room of Channel 5.

Huang Shufan sighed deeply and said slowly: "I believe that at this moment, many viewers in front of the TV should feel the same as me, heavy, regretful, and expectant..."

"Hu——!"

"We are looking forward to the miracle to appear and the challenge will not end..."

Faced with such a scene, even the experienced and experienced host did not know what to say.

His lips trembled.

But in the end, there was still a silent silence.

...

Yanjing.

Looking at the dark live broadcast room, Landy Wen bit her lip. After a few minutes of silence, she immediately opened the browser and quickly tapped the keyboard.

The next second, the words on the web search box kept changing:

"How long can a person survive an avalanche?"

"Golden rescue time for avalanches"

"What is the survival rate if an avalanche lasts more than fifteen minutes?"

"..."

The result.

Disappointing.

She was panicked by all the negative comments.

The few affirmative answers were extremely powerless.

Not only did it not ignite hope, but it made people feel even more depressed.

The night before entering Tibet, Lu Yu said goodbye to her.

Since then, Wen Lan has been silently paying attention to relevant information, praying that he can complete this impossible challenge.

In the eyes of others, this may be a one-way trip.

But somehow, she has 100% confidence in Lu Yu.

She didn't bother him.

She didn't stop him.

Because she knew very well that as a friend, Lu Yu needed encouragement, not obstruction, in the process of pursuing his dream!

Even a word of encouragement would be enough.

Before leaving, Wen Lan had thought of countless endings.

I thought I was mentally prepared.

But when this scene actually happened, an irrepressible sadness still surged in my heart, illusory, but heart-wrenching.

Outside the window, the night of Yanjing was as black as ink.

No light could be seen.

…

In the live broadcast room.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Every second that passed, the audience's hearts hung half an inch.

The sixteenth minute!

The situation still did not change.

The screen was still pitch black.

Faintly, only the sound of the wind howling outside the snow could be heard.

"Disperse!"

"Fuck, is it over?"

"Woo woo woo!"

"Masters are among the people, and failures are in the underworld. Rest in peace, anchor!"

"I want to cry!"

"No way? Don't tease me!"

However, in the next second!

When everyone gradually lost confidence and thought that Lu Yu was buried in the snow, the live broadcast screen suddenly shook and made a rustling sound!

Then, the floating snow in front of the camera gradually fell off.

A burst of heart-wrenching breathing sound suddenly came!

The violent panting filled the entire live broadcast room, making everyone stunned!

"Hu——!"

"Hu——!"

"Hu——!"

Accompanied by crazy breathing, Lu Yu slowly spoke intermittently!