"Hiss~~"
The Burmese python straightened its body as much as possible, displaying its aggressive side.
Jiang Fan, however, showed no reaction, standing still with control and vigilance.
The atmosphere was tense, like a drawn bow.
The surrounding insect chirps seemed to be affected by this mood, their sounds diminishing until, eventually, only the python's voice could be heard.
Quiet, oppressive...
In this small world, battle was imminent.
Jiang Fan clicked his tongue, seeing that he couldn't get close to the giant python.
Abruptly, he yawned.
Physiological saline overflowed from the corners of his eyes due to drowsiness.
He gently wiped them away.
The next second—
He reached behind him, swiftly pulled out the bow and arrow on his back, and aimed at the tree next to the python...
Nocking the arrow.
Drawing the bowstring.
Releasing!
"Swoosh—"
Still without much aiming.
The arrow, carrying weight, traced a parabolic arc and fell somewhat askew, but directly embedded itself into the nearby tree.
The wooden arrowhead, hardened by fire, pierced the bark and lodged firmly in the trunk.
The rabbit, brought along, its body still limp, swayed in mid-air.
It was a threat, an act of defiance.
This time it hit a tree; next time, perhaps it would be *him*!
The Burmese python reacted, realizing that the bow in the human's hand could inflict immense damage.
Its territorial majesty violated, it hissed in anger.
Jiang Fan, as if not hearing, nocked another arrow.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"
All five wild rabbits he had just caught landed on the same tree.
The rabbit carcasses were lined up, a sight that would delight anyone with OCD.
After a brief pause, the bullet screen exploded.
Following Jiang Fan's sharpshooter-like performance, viewers from other live streams also came to watch.
Upon seeing the neatly arranged row of rabbits, they were stunned.
"??? What is this? Is a sharpshooter allowed to be this reckless? Shooting whenever he wants, has he considered our little hearts?"
"I'm completely falling for this man! Ahhh! How can he play like this? Not only hitting wherever he aims, but also hitting a tree with such heavy rabbits, and arranging them in a line?"
"I suspect this guy has some kind of aimbot!"
"This is the victory of the night owls!"
"With this skill, why participate in any competition? Isn't it more rewarding to win a gold medal at the Olympics? @Olympic Archery Head Coach, Coach!!! I've found a good prospect for you!!!"
Late at night, the audience was thoroughly entertained.
Gifts were showered one after another.
Airplanes, rockets...
Waves of special effects surged through the live stream, making it seem even more lively than during the day.
Seeing the five rabbits positioned where the python could reach them, even the director, who had been troubled by this matter, couldn't help but slap the table.
"Good!"
"Well done!"
"Why didn't I think of such a good method before!"
Unable to approach, unable to feed.
Then find a way to feed from a distance!
Jiang Fan's "indirect approach" completely solved the problem that had been troubling them!
A heavy burden lifted from his heart, and even the darkest clouds began to clear.
The director was now incredibly relaxed.
At first, he thought Jiang Fan was just a contestant seeking attention, merely trying to gain fans.
But now, it seemed, seeking attention?
A master who knew the wilderness, could make bows and arrows, and was a hundred percent accurate, needed to seek attention?
With such skills, he could achieve fame and glory at the Olympics, which was far better than participating in their competition!
He had previously had some reservations about Jiang Fan, but now his perspective had changed.
A master! Truly a master!
Gaining fans?
He was now Jiang Fan's fan!!!
The director's spirits soared, wishing he could immediately call the commentators to explain the situation to the audience.
The surrounding staff, unaware of the director's complex emotions, were still shocked by the scene, their hearts filled with excitement.
In the rainforest, Jiang Fan looked at the rabbits on the tree. The impatience caused by his inability to sleep on time had significantly dissipated.
He squinted his eyes contentedly.
The bow and arrow in his hand were again rendered useless. After all, it was a bow that had been treated not long ago and couldn't withstand such abuse.
Jiang Fan repeated his previous action, dismantling the umbrella rope used for the bowstring, storing it, and hanging it casually on his waist.
Seeing that his weapon was damaged, the giant python realized that the threat had been significantly reduced.
Its gaze flickered between Jiang Fan and the rabbits on the tree.
Its not-so-large eyes revealed a hint of confusion.
This smelly human had just mocked it, and now he was sending it food?
The Burmese python, with almost no "social experience," knew that nothing fell from the sky for free.
It cautiously observed the still-swaying rabbits for a while, finding nothing amiss.
On the contrary, the alluring scent of blood from the rabbits piqued its appetite.
Its anger towards Jiang Fan was no match for the temptation of food.
Delicious!
So delicious!
It had come out to forage due to extreme hunger. It had caught two wild boars in succession, but both times its efforts were thwarted by that shameless black panther.
Now that food was within reach, how could it resist?
The Burmese python couldn't withstand the temptation, its abyss-like maw opened, and it bit down on the prey.
Its sharp teeth broke through the fur of the first rabbit.
Its jaws moved, drawing the rabbit downward.
Finally, it slipped off the wooden arrow and was swallowed by the python in one gulp.
Its hungry stomach was soothed, and even the flicking of its tongue carried a hint of satisfaction.
The second one.
The third one...
The fifth one.
A 7-meter-long python requires a large amount of food.
The rabbits that could sustain Jiang Fan and Zhou Nian for a week were merely a single meal for the python.
Fortunately, after eating its fill once, it wouldn't need to worry for ten days.
Its act of feeding was clearly transmitted to the other side of the camera through the photography equipment.
By the time the python began to eat, Zhou Ye, who had fully woken up, did not forget to take screenshots and record the scene.
He then busied himself adding corresponding text to the recording.
Late at night, inspiration struck.
Normally, he would struggle for half a day to produce a single scene, but now his actions were swift.
In less than half an hour, he completed a video and quickly posted it to his account.
#MidnightFeeding#
After completing the video, the python had also finished its meal.
Its massive head lowered, devoid of any aggression.
It looked somewhat pitiable.
Stuffed, stuffed, qa
The rabbits, swallowed by the python, entered its belly and began to digest.
However, the five rabbits were precisely blocking the spot where it had tied a knot, making it impossible to swallow further.
This was similar to humans overeating, but even more uncomfortable.
Its heart was compressed, making it difficult to even breathe.
The veterinarian on the rescue team saw this and their expression changed.
"Oh no, the Burmese python is choked. If this isn't resolved now, the compression of its heart could be life-threatening!"
This was a Class II national protected animal. If it were to die, they would be held accountable.
The rescue team members' faces paled, and they quickly prepared to administer emergency aid.
The audience, unaware that the python was facing danger, still noticed something was amiss.
They were all confused.
Then they saw—
"That man, he's charging in!!!"