Chapter 925: Chapter 921 Wound Treatment Chapter 925: Chapter 921 Wound Treatment “Phew.”

Bi Fang straightened up, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and looked at the sun through the trees, heaving a sigh of relief.

All set.

Cecil’s sudden eruption had really given him a scare, but fortunately, he wasn’t totally unprepared, and the effects of the Hypnotic Flower had been stronger than he anticipated.

Thankfully, nothing went wrong.

The live-streaming room immediately exploded with activity, for the scene before them wasn’t something one could see just by visiting the zoo a few times or going on a few savanna tours.

Poachers, rescuing a severely injured lion, battle–such thrilling footage and stories were even beyond what one could see in documentaries.

[It’s like a baby sleeping.]
[I was seriously frightened just now, my heart was about to burst!]
[Really scary, I just realized how big it actually is]
[Yeah, I never felt that way at the zoo, but compared to Old Fang, it’s really huge, almost as big as a small car]
Many people were amazed by the Lion King Cecil’s enormous size.

Compared to a normal lion, the Lion King as a top tier among its kind would undoubtedly be bigger.

The body length of a wild African male lion can reach up to 3.6 meters, with a shoulder height of 1.2 meters, and a body weight of about 200 to 250 kilograms.

Cecil’s body length had exceeded three and a half meters, and his weight was an astounding 254 kilograms, over 500 pounds. Such a heavyweight was rare among male lions and was the powerful capital that allowed him to fight one against two.

The length of an average small sedan is usually around 4.8 meters, with a height between 1.4 and 1.5 meters. Compared to this, Cecil was already the size of over half a car, and when compared to a human, the difference was quite shocking.

[When Cecil’s eyelid muscles tensed up just now, it really made my scalp tingle]
[When Master Fang gets serious, the muscles on both sides of his cheeks also tighten, every time I see it I feel it’s particularly fierce, like there’s really a murderous aura (covering face)]
[Lions, tigers, wolves, it feels like the muscles on the cheeks of these carnivores really do bulge before they attack, and then there really is a murderous aura present]
[Pretty much, I never understood what ‘murderous aura’ really meant in novels, until I watched Old Fang hunt a few times, I got it, there really is an imposing presence that makes you feel overwhelmed. If you’re a little faint-hearted, it’s genuinely frightening]
People showed deep reverence for the imposing demeanor displayed by the lion.

Even though Cecil had ultimately fallen, the fleeting glimpse of the ferocity of the wild beast had been quite shocking at close range.

Many viewers subconsciously compared him with Old Fang and found the similarities striking, both exuding a full sense of deadliness.

[Normally lions don’t dare to bite humans, right? When I went to Africa, the driver dared to get the car almost right next to the lions, and they didn’t react at all. Cecil must really have been pushed to the brink]
[It’s humans who hurt him in this way, if it were you, you’d be desperate too]
[It’s worse than being an animal!]
[Dammit, why when I took that ride, the driver said it was too dangerous to get close, and we were so far away. I zoomed my phone to the max and still couldn’t get a clear shot]
“You were ripped off.”

Having successfully anaesthetized Cecil, Bi Fang felt quite relieved. He cautiously approached, tried touching Cecil, and after feeling a few times that he was indeed unconscious, he began to check his wounds.

“Wild animals generally have lower intelligence; they usually can’t distinguish between cars and people. In their eyes, you and the car are like a steel elephant, an entity that can’t be challenged.”

“Of course, some primates can make the distinction, which is why no driver is willing to take you to see gorillas.”

“Based on this trait, many African drivers play it very wild. At first, they’ll use safety as a reason to drive on roads very far from the lions, to the point where even a 600mm telephoto lens can’t capture the details. Then they keep hinting that you can actually get closer, but they don’t want to take the risk.”

“That’s when you should’ve understood.”

Bi Fang poured clean water over the wound and simply cleaned the Lion King’s fur to make the injury more visible.

“Once you’ve paid, and the driver has received his tip, he’ll drive the car right up to the lion’s face, so close that you can capture the details with just a 50mm prime lens.”

“Many drivers are veterans; they drive skillfully enough to approach without startling the lion or missing the angle. You just need to focus on pressing the shutter.”

“Lions are generally indifferent to such situations, as long as the tourists don’t get out of the vehicle, or feed them, or get close to the cubs, they are too lazy to care.”

“The real danger is from adult rhinos and elephants, they have the strength to toss both humans and cars. So even with a tip, drivers might not get too close.”

[Damn, is that really how it works?]
[Add one here, I was the one who paid extra money.]
[That’s such a rip-off.]
[With those mining trucks that are more than ten meters high, even elephants probably wouldn’t dare to touch them.]
[Even a Tyrannosaurus rex would be intimidated by that thing.]
[But what if it could sweep?]
[Then the lion would be a goner.]
[Depends on the physique, if it’s a sports player, there should be no problem.]
Many viewers who had never been to the African Savanna, and perhaps might never go, exclaimed at the novel knowledge.

“Of course, that’s how it was in the past. Nowadays, many tourism companies are quite international, and this happens less and less.”

After inspecting, Bi Fang found some good news.

The most prominent arrow wound wasn’t as deep as expected; it only seemed severe because it was scraped larger during the escape, combined with the blood groove on the arrowhead leading to excessive bleeding.

That was the good news, but there was also bad news.

On the other side, Bi Fang discovered another broken arrow. Without a reference for length, it was difficult to assess its depth, which was more troublesome.

[Can carbon fiber also be this fragile?]
“It’s not that carbon fiber is fragile, it’s an issue with the process,”
“Traditional pure carbon arrow shafts are made by aligning carbon fibers along the shaft’s direction and then gluing them together to form the shaft. This manufacturing process is relatively simple, but because there’s no carbon fiber reinforcement transversely along the shaft, it relies solely on the strength of the glue. Since the glue’s strength is much lower than that of the fiber chain, it is prone to bursting or internal damage.”

[Bone up on wherever you lack knowledge.]
[Walking encyclopedia]
[Master Fang, so knowledgeable. I suspect there’s nothing he doesn’t know.]
Bi Fang planned to deal with the complete arrow first. He approached Palmer, only to find that the man had passed out from pain at some point and was lying motionless on the ground.

No wonder it had been so quiet.

Bi Fang didn’t hesitate at all; he went straight for the spear and pulled it out from the ground.

It didn’t seem to matter until he pulled, and the intense pain woke Palmer once again.

His wails echoed through the woods once more.

Bi Fang wiped the blood off the short spear, found some rope, and just like before, tied the man to a tree, hanging him up as well.

This way, the poacher couldn’t struggle free.

Then Bi Fang searched the poacher’s body, found a quiver, and emptied all the arrows to further confirm their shape before returning to the Lion King’s side to treat the wound.