Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness Chapter 850

Chapter 850: Chapter 846 Arrival Chapter 850: Chapter 846 Arrival Bi Fang didn't arrange for Jerry to be transported as cargo; instead, he stuffed it into an airline pet carrier and brought it directly onto the plane.

Many people don't know that pets can be carried on planes, but the procedures are quite complicated and the application is limited.

First, you must apply to the airline company, and once approved, you go through the process of obtaining the necessary health certificates.

Pet owners must report to the local inspection agency seven days before the pet leaves the country, providing the rabies vaccination certificate issued by the animal health supervision department above the county level, or the original and a copy of the registration certificate, along with personal proof of leaving the country.

These are just the conditions at the boarding gate. The destination country or region may also have its own requirements.

If the entry country or region has special requirements for entering companion animals, pet owners must also provide a rabies antibody titration test report and a microchip injection certificate.

The most critical point is that you must also purchase an airline pet carrier.

Animals absolutely cannot have the ability to move freely on the plane.

In short, after all the various procedures and certificates are obtained, the average person may be overwhelmed by the effort involved; they would likely opt for cargo transport instead.

Fortunately, Bi Fang has a special identity.

Although on the surface he is just a live streamer, Bi Fang is definitely not the same as ordinary film and television stars.

Setting aside influence for the moment, Bi Fang's personal image is also outstanding–not in terms of appearance, but his actions over time, plus official background and support, mean that the airline approved his application at top speed.

In the end, all Bi Fang had to do was prepare the airline carrier.

As for the landing point in Kenya, the inviting party, upon hearing Bi Fang's request, simply gave a notification and everything was arranged by the protection center.

Kenya's tourism industry is highly developed and is one of the pillars of the economy, with annual tourism revenues exceeding one-tenth of the total economy.

For countries like this, they are often eager for Bi Fang to come and host a live broadcast.

It's just a shame they don't have a well-known enough conservation area to boost their profile.

So far from obstructing, the people in the tourism department would've loved to shovel the ground into a slope so that Bi Fang could slide directly to his destination upon landing, to let him experience what Kenyan hospitality truly feels like.

Bi Fang extended a finger to tease the Gambian Pouched Rat, ensuring it wouldn't feel fear inside the airline pet carrier, and then placed it on the seat next to him.

Chu Zhaohua saw what Bi Fang was doing and, although curious, didn't ask further questions.

However, a number of people nearby recognized Bi Fang and greeted him, teeming with curiosity as to why he would bring such a large rat on board.

The direct flight from the Magic Capital to Nairobi's Capital is not cheap; a ticket in the economy class costs five thousand yuan, while business class is eleven thousand for one.

The average family would never spend so much money to get a rat its own seat.

Even though Bi Fang could afford it, such a formal treatment implicitly told everyone that this rat was no ordinary animal.

“This will be my new partner for my live broadcasts; his name is Jerry.”

Bi Fang patted the cage, flashing a smile.

Jerry, who was preparing to rest inside the cage, heard his name and perked up his ears sensitively, then lifted his head to see a large group of curious humans staring at him through the gaps in the iron bars.

Seeing such a scene, Jerry, who had undergone stress resistance training, was not scared but instead made two calling sounds in response.

There wasn't a high probability of encountering landmines in the African Savanna this time, and theoretically, there was no need to bring Jerry, but after considering the impact on the show, Bi Fang decided to take him along anyway.

It was also to practice coordination in preparation for future adventures.

Hopefully, Jerry would get along well with Harley.

The passengers were all quickly aboard, and the flight attendants used the intercom to tell everyone to buckle their seat belts and remain quiet.

The people gathered around Jerry soon dispersed and took their seats.

Bi Fang let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair.

Even a direct flight was a journey of over fifteen hours, and this one required a layover, taking a total of twenty-two hours.

The scenery outside the window began to move, reaching the runway, and a faint sensation of being pushed back spread along the spine to the back of the head, bringing with it a pleasurable sense of reliance.

The world gradually shrank, the people on the ground slowly turned into ant-like specks, and then, after a slight jolt, a pale mist of clouds obscured the little round window.

By the time the turbulence had subsided, the plane had already ascended above the clouds.

The well-trained Gambian pouched rat showed no signs of distress, and after a brief moment of alertness, it returned to a relaxed state, nestled in the corner of the pet carrier, lying down to rest.

Bi Fang watched a movie he had downloaded in advance until the film finished, and the surroundings became quite quiet.

Boarding at midday, this was the time when everyone got drowsy, and almost as soon as the flight took off, a handful of passengers fell asleep.

Bi Fang slowly exhaled and took one last look at the clouds before putting on his eye mask.

When the plane landed at Nairobi Airport, Bi Fang looked out the window to see zebras and giraffes running on the savanna not far from the runway below.

Having flown from noon, and now arriving at the capital of Kenya after a day and night, it was still just past six in the morning here.

The gentle morning light spread across the savanna, and though Bi Fang felt a bit tired after the day's flight, his spirits involuntarily became clearer and clearer.

Chu Zhaohua, sitting beside him, timely introduced, “That's Nairobi National Park, very close to the airport, literally a neighbor, allowing many tourists to catch a glimpse of a corner of Africa's animal paradise as soon as they arrive in Nairobi.”

Bi Fang nodded.

With his excellent vision, he could clearly see the surging black and white stripes on the savanna.

Although each zebra was hardly moving, leisurely standing on the savanna grazing, their collective presence, vast and overwhelming, created the illusion of waves rushing forward.

Unfortunately, the sight didn't last long, as the plane began to land on the runway; Bi Fang walked out of the airport and completed his registration under the guidance of Chu Zhaohua.

The light of morning is the most comfortable; it feels like there's plenty of wonderful time waiting to be squandered.

The air, especially with its faint cold mist, was even more refreshing.

The Kenyan customs now required all foreign visitors to leave fingerprints with both hands, and Bi Fang was no exception; once his fingerprints were recorded, a plump female officer looked up with a smile and said, “Hello, Huaxia person, here to see the animals, right?”

Bi Fang was taken aback and smiled, nodding, “How did you know I'm from Huaxia?”

The officer tapped her head and smiled, “Intuition.”

Bi Fang gave a thumbs up and simultaneously opened the pet cage.

Jerry, having been cooped up in the cage for an entire day, and not being let out even during the layover, was desperate to get out; as soon as the cover began to lift, he couldn't wait to push his way through and quickly climbed up Bi Fang's clothes to his shoulder.

A few tourists nearby exclaimed at the sight.

“My goodness, that's a huge rat!”

“It seems very smart.”

“I've never seen such a well-behaved rat before, hey buddy, how about you sell that rat to me?”

A black man asked aloud, and before Bi Fang could answer, his companion pulled him back, “Hey, are you crazy? Don't you recognize who this is?”

The black man was taken aback. “Who?”

“He's the adventure master from Huaxia! GOD*FANG!”

“whooo!”

The black man looked closely at Bi Fang, and soon his mouth opened wide like a goose egg, obviously in disbelief and extremely excited.

Bi Fang was naturally tall and formidable, with skin enhanced by his Platinum Body, handsome and well-defined features that even Westerners would find impressive and energetic.

Furthermore, his long exposure to the wilds had given him an exceptional aura, standing out from the crowd like a crane amongst chickens.

Therefore, even though initially Westerners might not recognize Easterners due to facial blindness, with a prompt reminder, they could quickly identify him.

Many people noticed the commotion here, and soon more and more recognized Bi Fang, surging towards him.

“Is that GOD*FANG?”

“My god, why has he come here?”

“Don't you know? GOD*FANG's next live stream is in Africa! Oh my, how lucky!”

In the past overseas, Bi Fang could have kept a low profile thanks to facial blindness, but now with increasing fame, that trick no longer worked.

As the crowd gathered around, Bi Fang tensed up.

Taking advantage of the still-manageable crowd, he quickly rushed out of the airport with Chu Zhaohua, hopped into a taxi, Chu Zhaohua rapidly gave the destination, and the driver sped off.

Surprisingly, just after driving for about fifteen minutes, Bi Fang encountered a traffic jam. He asked the driver and learned that traffic congestion had become a daily problem in Nairobi!

“Nairobi has nearly five million inhabitants, a major city in Africa, but there are many problems with its development.”

“Infrastructure is weak, the public transport system is rudimentary, and urban road management is poor.”

“But it's a country heavily reliant on tourism, so there are many vehicles and poor roads, making it easy to run into traffic jams.”

Having said that, Chu Zhaohua added another point.

“Wildlife resources are the core competitive strength of the local tourism industry, but over the last 40 years, poaching has continuously degraded these resources, especially the numbers of elephants and rhinos have drastically decreased, seriously threatening the sustainability of tourism.”

Bi Fang fed Jerry some pine nuts and nodded while looking at the dust outside the window.

Wildlife product smuggling in Kenya had a complete chain of interest, from village poachers to middlemen facilitating export, and finally to the overseas recipients–a link in a chain.

The issue was not so easily solved; as long as there were poor villages, there would always be those willing to assist poachers for money.

In the Kenya Wildlife Service's underground warehouse, piles of ivory could be found, mostly seized from anti-poaching and illegal trade efforts.

Although he had reached the capital of Kenya, Bi Fang did not rush to the conservation center. Instead, he first went to take care of a series of formalities, and then proceeded to the real conservation center.

Along the way, Bi Fang opened the Wolf Fang app, not to start a live stream but to check Wolf Fang's designated promotional and event teasers.

As soon as he opened the app, a pop-up page appeared.

What caught his eye was a dynamic image in shades of yellow and green, where dry and fresh grass mixed, swaying slightly under the wind, lying low to the ground and then springing back up due to their resilience.

A wild and majestic atmosphere spontaneously arose.

Apart from that, there was nothing else, just a vertical column of Song typeface in the top right corner–African Savanna.

This simple, bookmark-style design immediately struck a chord with Bi Fang.

The poster designers at Wolf Fang really had some talent; every image they created hit his preferences.

Moreover, this wasn't just any poster, but an entry page.

By now, everyone using Wolf Fang could recognize Bi Fang, their number one broadcaster. So, upon seeing this bookmark, they would know the final target without further introduction–a simple image communicated everything to the audience without words.

After clicking through, the real poster came up.

A blood-red sunset dominated half of the terrain, underneath which lay a shadowed dark hillside, making the sun seem to be lifted by a mound of earth.

Atop the hill glittered golden light, threading through the red and black hues.

Similarly draped in golden light were several silhouetted figures.

In the foreground stood a man with a tree stick and a backpack, with a slender and beautiful feline animal following, and a luxuriant baobab tree in the center.

All three were silhouettes, both the man and the feline animal moving towards the right as if the cheetah was following the man.

With this, the whole image consisted of only red, black, and gold colors, delivering a powerful visual impact.

“Indeed, Jerry wasn't forgotten.”

Bi Fang had informed Wolf Fang about Jerry's existence, and theoretically, it shouldn't be ignored. But as he glanced briefly, puzzled why Jerry wasn't visible, he caught sight of a little mouse hanging upside-down from a branch under the tree canopy, curiously poking its head out before disappearing into the foliage.

This was actually an animated image!

However, the only thing that moved in the entire picture hid within the canopy–Jerry the mouse.

Below the poster were all the fans' comments.

[This figure, could it be a cheetah?]
[Thumbs up to Wolf Fang's graphic designer]
[Master Fang's poster aesthetics are always spot on]
[This is so beautiful, but there are so many shadows, is that silhouette a cheetah?]
Bi Fang hadn't revealed much, keeping things under wraps, so the audience was looking forward to getting a glimpse through the poster, only to be greeted by a shadowy poster, the sole color being the sunset in the sky and the golden light spread upon the land.

The left shadow was clearly Bi Fang, the right one was a bit unclear, but the distinctive shape of the cheetah was too recognizable, and many animal enthusiasts guessed the target.

[If it's Africa, it must be a cheetah]
[Wait, what's that on the tree? A mouse?]
[What mouse? Aren't there just three shadows?]
[Holy shit, it's an animated poster! There's another one hidden in the tree canopy!]
[A mongoose?]
[Oh my, I'm so looking forward to it!]
[Can anyone tell me what this trip is all about?!]
Looking at the fans' anxiousness to know about the adventure and feeling restless, Bi Fang cheerfully put down the phone.

At that moment, Bi Fang finally arrived at the Kenya Wildlife Conservation Center.

Chapter end

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