Chapter 251: Crisis, Strange Floating Wood

Looking at the live-stream, Bell rolled his eyes.

They did not say anything pleasant. What did they mean by afraid? Did he look like the kind of person who would be afraid?

The main reason was that he needed to consider the future.

Pain was not scary, death was not scary, the scary thing was that state where you could not use it. It was better to die instead.

In this life, his happy days had yet to begin.

With this in mind, Bell checked again and tightened the vines.

These vines had a certain toughness. If they were bitten by a small black caiman, they might not be able to tear them apart.

They would not be able to hurt his vital parts.

After confirming that his defense was in place, Bell nodded in satisfaction and returned to the river.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Bell jumped into the water.

As soon as he entered the water, most of Bell’s body sank. The buoyancy of the floating board was still too low.

The main reason was that there was too much water.

Bell did not have high expectations for the floating board.

As long as he could simply float on the water and keep his head out, it would have done its work.

With the help of the water, Bell started swimming to the opposite bank.

The river water was very rapid.

Waves slapped at Bell from the surroundings.

For a moment, Bell felt like more than ten hands were tearing at him.

The floating board under him creaked from the impact, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Because it was the rainy season, the upper level of the Amazon River increased greatly.

The originally calm river was now a turbulent scene.

The waves in the water were sometimes as high as three meters.

The rapid water consumed Bell’s stamina.

When the water was calm for a few seconds, Bell quickly stuck his head out and breathed in the air.

“In this rapid water flow, we only have a few seconds to breathe. When the waves come, you have to hide underwater to reduce the impact.

Don’t try to fight the waves head-on. Otherwise, you will definitely faint under the water. ”

The impact of this wave was very strong.

When the waves hit the water, he could even see the layers of water parting away.

When he was on the shore, he might not be able to feel how fast the water was, but once he was in it, he could feel it.

Bell was very sure that the water speed had definitely reached 30 kilometers per hour.

White waves rolled across the turbid water, preventing him from seeing clearly.

It felt like Bell was standing on the spot while more than ten taps were spraying at him.

Bell returned to his previous state.

His vision range shrank to a meter.

It was definitely wishful thinking to cross this turbulent water.

Even ordinary speedboats could not maintain basic balance in this water.

Bell could only follow his plan and try to move the other side while moving in a zigzag pattern.

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Although this method would make his journey longer, Bell had no other choice.

Only in this environment could he feel the power of nature and feel his insignificance.

The floating board kept making creaking sounds.

He couldn’t help but worry that his floating board would break before he reached the other shore.

He was in the center of the river. Once the floating board fell apart, his situation would become even more dangerous.

Fortunately, Bell had considered this and used the vines before.

When he was close to the shore, although the floating boards kept making sounds, they were still tied together and were not seriously damaged.

Holding the board, Bell quickly moved.

“We have to be faster and swim ashore before the next wave arrives. Otherwise, we will be swept downstream by the current.”

Bell was quite lucky. At least he had not encountered any danger yet. He could not help but sigh in relief.

Seeing that the riverbank was right in front of him, Bell couldn’t help but speed up.

However, at this moment, a black driftwood ignored the force of the river and approached Bell strangely.

Under normal circumstances, the floating wood would have been washed away by the water.

Therefore, any normal person would know that this was definitely not driftwood.

Bell was focused on swimming to the shore and did not notice the situation behind him, but the audience in the live-stream could see it clearly.

Although these audiences were usually unreliable, once they saw that Bell was in danger, they quickly reminded him.

Realizing that this was not a joking matter, everyone quickly reminded Bell of the situation behind him.

“Bell, run. There is a crocodile behind you.”

“Host, we are not joking! Swim quickly, it’s coming over!”

However, although the comments floated past, Bell had no time to look at them.

Because all his energy was focused on reaching the shore.

The pull of the rapid current was very strong. If he was not careful, it would pull him back to the center of the river.

The black caiman was very smart. It had been paying attention to Bell for a long time, but it did not choose to attack when Bell was in the center of the river.

Bell was extremely vigilant at that time.

This was like when an animal drank water by the river. It would be very vigilant the first time, but if it did not encounter an attack, it would relax the second time.

This was the easiest time to hunt.

This was the usual method used by the black caiman to capture prey.

It would attack when the other party had its guard down.

It could be said to have calculated the mentality of the prey.

The black caiman was not fast.

But the problem was that the rapids in the river did not affect it at all.

In less than ten seconds, it was less than three meters away from Bell.

Seeing that Bell did not notice the comments, the audience could not help but feel anxious.

Although Bell did not notice the comments, the many times he had experienced wilderness survival had made him sensitive to danger far beyond ordinary people.

Just as he was about to reach the shore, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He immediately realized that something was wrong. He looked around and realized that there was a crocodile’s back three meters away.

Bell’s pupils constricted.

The moment Bell noticed the crocodile, the black caiman lurking in the water attacked him.

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