"There’s only a towel on the boat, Brother Yang, do you want to wipe yourself off? Don’t catch a cold; your hands are still shaking," Yue’er asked with concern.
Lin Yang smiled, casually took off his sunscreen suit, and wrung the water out of his clothes, leaving only a close-fitting tank top.
"No need, a big man like me can handle this much, a little rest will do," he replied.
Uncle Victor, seeing that he was somewhat putting on a brave front, didn’t call him out on it, and instead turned around to take a silver flask from his belt bag and handed it to him, "Have a drink, it will warm you up."
Drinking alcohol wasn’t allowed during live broadcasts, but there were no labels on the flask. Lin Yang hesitated for a moment, then took a sip.
With a gulp of vodka down, he only felt a warm current spreading from his throat down to his stomach, quickly warming him up.
No wonder so many Russian men love vodka. This liquor, different from domestic spirits, had a much clearer taste. It lacked complex initial, middle, and aftertastes, or even an afterglow.
But the faint aroma, mixed with a not-so-spicy flavor and a high alcohol content, could unconsciously knock a grown man down.
After a sip, Lin Yang quickly took another, feeling much better afterward and handed the flask back to Uncle Victor.
"Tastes good, I’m much warmer now," Lin Yang said, standing up by the boat’s gunwale, slowly stretching his arms and legs, regaining control of his body.
"Guys, just now our plunge into the water for a photo with the fish was a bit hasty. If you ever come to Russia, try not to take such risks. The water is much colder than the air temperature.
If you’re not moving about, or if you’re not particularly physically robust, it’s easy to encounter dangers, like cramps, which are troublesome, and wet clothes can sap a lot of body heat. I feel all damp and uncomfortable right now," he said.
As Lin Yang gradually recovered, he couldn’t resist reminding everyone.
"Haha, even the host regrets sometimes. Aren’t there any spare clothes on the boat?"
"Catching such a big fish, it was worth the risk to get into the water for a photo, we have the captain here, so there’s basically no life-threatening danger, just a bit of suffering is all,"
"What’s next? Continue fishing? If not, let’s head back to camp early, change clothes, to avoid catching a cold."
Lin Yang nodded, "After yesterday’s preparation and exploration, we’ve successfully completed the sturgeon fishing task. We won’t continue fishing today, Uncle Victor, let’s go back."
Victor nodded, "Alright, let’s get back to camp, change into some dry clothes, and have a drink by the fire. You’ll recover quickly. Your face looks a bit off right now, and your lips are a bit pale. You might be showing early signs of hypothermia."
"Is it serious? Not dangerous, right?" Yue’er asked anxiously.
"Don’t worry, it’s not serious, just rest a bit when we get back, sit tight, let’s head back!"
Uncle Victor gave a shout, and the fishing boat quickly turned and headed back toward the dock at camp.
The light breeze might feel quite pleasant ordinarily, but Lin Yang, soaked as he was, felt uncomfortable.
After the warming effect of the alcohol gradually wore off, he began to feel cold again, shivering slightly while sitting on the boat.
Even so, he still didn’t end the broadcast, chatting in the live stream room with his viewers, enjoying the scenery along the way in a foreign land.
The fishing boat flowed downstream, with the river becoming broader. About halfway through, Lin Yang casually glanced at the distant river surface and suddenly spotted an odd object floating.
"Hey, what’s that thing in the middle of the river?" Lin Yang curiously asked, immediately using the drone to zoom in for a close-up of the dark silhouette.
As the camera zoomed in, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "Damn!"
A huge wild boar!
To be exact, a hefty boar with thick tusks, muscular, with high ridges of back muscle, and smeared with plenty of pine tree grease.
A wild boar crossing a river, can you believe it?
This rare spectacle was now vividly presented in the live stream.
"Oh man, a wild boar, does anyone have a gun? Take him down."
"That’s a big male, very aggressive, be careful!"
"Wild boars are harmful animals, not protected by law, right? Try to catch it and bring it back to camp to taste."
Even if the viewers in the comments weren’t egging him on, Lin Yang was eager to try; this was a rare opportunity.
No matter how dominant it was on land, it was vulnerable in water.
Thinking this, he turned to ask Captain Victor, "Uncle Victor, are wild boars protected by law? Can we try to catch it and bring it back?"
Victor hesitated and shook his head, "According to Russian Federation law, wild boars are also protected species before the hunting season arrives, especially females and their young during the breeding season; malicious killing isn’t permitted.
But the area we are currently in falls under farm jurisdiction, and it’s allowed to kill adult boars, just by filing a detailed report afterward.
Still, I don’t recommend it, these big guys are dangerous, and I need to be responsible for your safety."
After hearing Uncle Victor’s words, Lin Yang was somewhat relieved, "Don’t you have a hunting rifle? Let’s move the boat closer and take a shot; that should do it."