Chapter 893 Two Worlds

The cheetah struggled to drag the little wildebeest and followed Bifang, getting away from the dangerous wildebeest herd bit by bit.

The vast and shocking sound of running hooves gradually faded away.

With tens of thousands of wildebeests, perhaps even six figures, the time to cross the river is not just a few minutes, but a dozen minutes or half an hour.

There are not many places in the world with such a high concentration of animal populations.

Millions of herbivores are migrating without any distractions, kicking up dust, cheetahs and lions are waiting for prey in the grass, vultures are circling in the sky looking for carrion, ferocious crocodiles and violent hippos are ready to move in the river...

The wild behavior of all kinds of animals running, hunting, and preying on the weak takes place every minute and second on the African grasslands in order to survive.

There is no description in words or pictures that is more shocking than seeing it with your own eyes.

It was after seeing it with his own eyes that Bi Fang became more aware of the danger and horror. Facing the predators that were gradually gathering, he chose to take Harley to take a long way to avoid them, and retreated to a place three hundred meters away. In dense bushes.

Beasts usually launch a surprise attack within a hundred meters. They rarely launch a charge from beyond this distance. The miss rate is too high and it is almost destined to achieve nothing, and it has no effect except a waste of energy.

Energy is an extremely precious thing in natural survival. Not a single bit can be wasted, and all must be used on the edge.

Most ferocious beasts that find their prey choose to approach slowly, and they will not start sprinting until at least fifty meters away. If they are discovered in advance, there will basically be no big movements.

Bi Fang took Harley and retreated to 300 meters away. It could be said that they were in a safe area, especially since there were shrubs half a person's height around them.

One person, one leopard, one hippogriff, and, yes, the little mouse, which had not appeared for a long time, completely disappeared from the sight of the beasts.

Many hyenas and lions who had set their sights on cheetahs withdrew their attention and continued to stare at the feast that was within their reach.

The sense of crisis that stabbed his back gradually dissipated, and Bi Fang took out his dagger and prepared to strike.

A joyful scene.

Just when all the viewers in front of the screen thought that the tip of the knife would be aimed at the neck to bleed the little wildebeest, Bifang did not do so.

Anyone who has seen a pig being killed in the countryside knows that when killing a pig, you have to lift the pig with four legs tied up on the table, then kneel on the pig with one leg, hold the pig's chin with one hand, and move it straight back with force. Highlight the throat of the pig, hold a sharp knife in your other hand and stab it straight in.

The specific location is about the middle right of the first rib and throat, and the needle is inserted about one centimeter toward the heart. The side knife is then used to cut off the cervical arteries and veins without puncturing the heart.

To kill a pig, you need to pierce the large blood vessels, and the heart will continue to contract to squeeze out the blood.

If the heart is broken, the blood cannot be drained cleanly, and the blood will spread in the body, increasing the odor.

After doing this, turn the knife over and pull it out. Blood will spurt out along with the knife.

This is what Bi Fang did in the past.

Deer, cows, bears, and sheep all walk on four legs, and their internal organ distribution is similar to that of pigs, and their methods are similar.

But this time, Bifang did not bleed the animal. Instead, he stabbed directly along the wildebeest's chest, slid it from the chest to the bottom, and made a cross cut on both sides. It looked like a horizontal incision, "I-shaped" type" incision.

Bi Fang inserted his fingers along the incision, grabbed the flesh on both sides and pulled it apart forcefully.

The blood-red chest and abdomen were opened. The weather was not very cold, but you could vaguely see steam rising.

Even across the screen and in a completely different time and space, everyone seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of blood and stench spreading in the air.

[Why did this method suddenly change?]

[It’s still scary even if the mosaic is blurred]

[Teacher Fang, don’t be like this, I’m still eating]

[My nose seems to be phantom smelling]

[Huo, it’s still steaming]

[Look at this large intestine, it’s so fresh, it must be very delicious when used to make nine-turn large intestine (aunt laughs)]

As for the audience's incomprehension, before Bi Fang could explain, Harley directly gave the answer.

Facing the prey with its chest and abdominal cavity opened, Harley stood up hungrily, just like opening the lid of a dinner plate. After spending a lot of energy, he stretched out his claws to dig through the internal organs, and soon found out the most important thing about it. Familiar and most commonly eaten liver.

After getting what it wanted, the cheetah lay down and feasted on the food stained with blood and grass clippings.

The unexpected scene is no different from what the audience imagined of wild animals eating.

This is the result Bi Fang wants.

"I want Harley to know which piece of meat on the prey is the fattest and most delicious, which can better supplement the body's nutrition, and let it learn how to obtain this part."

"Now I still have a lot of dried meat left in my bag, and there is no shortage of food, so there is no need to skin or bleed. The ultimate goal is to allow Harley to move closer to the wild state."

The cheetah squatted on the ground and ate its liver. Bi Fang half-crouched on the grass and explained to the drone's camera.

[Another small detail]

【It's not easy】

[What is the son of nature (tactical retreat)]

The intact liver is large and, for mammals, is essentially the second largest organ in the body, after the skin.

However, the young wildebeest was not yet an adult, and the cheetah had a bigger appetite. After eating the liver, Harley licked his lips and did not get up from the ground, but continued to dig, obviously not satisfied.

Bifang half-crouched and took a step forward, forked the hunting knife on the heart, picked it out in front of Harley, and threw it in front of him.

Harley was startled by this sudden move, and quickly stood up. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the heart, he lowered his head and smelled the smell.

He held the heart and started to chew it after confirming that it was safe.

Then there was the kidney.

This young wildebeest was bigger than the cheetah, but not much bigger, about half a circle. After eating the internal organs one by one, Harley's appetite was almost filled.

Of course, in the end, Bifang did not forget the mouse Jerry and went to feed him.

Although Jerry had no use for the time being, resulting in almost no sense of existence, if he really used it, it would really save his life.

The ground that had been shaking before returned to calm, but the scarlet on the river and the rust in the air proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Bifang expanded his lungs and took a deep breath, and the air mixed with a little dust poured in, bringing a different touch.

The skyline fell below the horizon again.

A torch dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

The whole environment went from noisy to silent, with only the vague sound of beasts gnawing on the bones of their prey, as if they had gone from one world to another.

"It's time to rest."

After a day of running around, Bifang felt a little tired.

Now he needed to find a suitable place to sleep.