Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 891 - 887: A Successful Hunt

The migration across the plains, from spring to autumn, happened year after year.

The pitch-black wildebeest clustered together, creating a conspicuous wristwatch shape on the yellow-brown earth.

On the opposite bank, the surging wildebeest herd formed the most substantial, most crucial soul dial of this wristwatch, while the troops of wildebeest coming and going on one side became the perfect strap of this watch.

Finding an outlet, the dial's components spurted out en masse, crossing the vast river, hurtling towards the far bank.

The entire Tana River was turbid with silt and reeked of blood, as one wildebeest after another charged out of the dust, plunged into the river, then leapt from the splashes onto the shore.

The billowing yellow dust trailed along the wildebeest's fluid-like muscles, and the murky water droplets slid down the creased textures.

The scene of a myriad of animals stampeding made even the earth tremble.

Ravenous Nile crocodiles, driven by hunger, charged forward, with the fortunate ones capturing one of their only two substantial meals of the year, while those less lucky were trampled into mud by endless wildebeest hooves, mixed with the floating chunks of flesh, unknowingly consumed in the chaos, perhaps by pilfering small fish or by frenzied peers.

But beneath this spectacular and even heroic scene lay an unnoticed fatigue and laxity.

The audience, completely engrossed, was unlikely to spot this detail.

Only Bi Fang, with his acute perception—or rather, having expected it—noticed.

The consumption of bodily energy in a state of extreme fear and full-blown activity was terrifying.

A mere fifty meters of wading, sprinting with full force, the tens of thousands of wildebeest in sight were as exhausted as after a kilometers-long escape.

This was the perfect opportunity for hunting.

Harley seized this moment, and as Bi Fang took the lead charging to its right front, the cheetah raised in a human-controlled environment for a year keenly felt its veins pulsating, its blood boiling, like scorching magma flowing.

The air was permeated with the scent of blood, and the predator's instincts, driven by primitive genes, were unequivocally displayed.

With ears tipped with a few long hairs trembling slightly, Harley began running on the right side of the wildebeest herd, turning into a streak of yellow lightning across the vast, boundless plains.

In just an instant, the agile and slender cheetah overtook Bi Fang, surged ahead, and like a sharpened knife, pierced diagonally toward the wildebeest herd.

It had grasped it.

That thought crossed Bi Fang's mind, and he couldn't help feeling pleased.

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Felids, after evolving for twenty-five million years, became Earth's most successful carnivores, and even Harley, who had never seen the plains from birth to adulthood, was still able to dig out a hunting proficiency above the norm from its bodily instincts.

Since setting out, some time had passed, and during this shared existence on the plains, Harley was swiftly growing under his constant guidance.

It was entirely predictable that when man and cheetah finally arrived in the northernmost part of Kenya, Harley's wildlife training would be thoroughly completed.

Bi Fang's thoughts raced much faster than a normal human's, but likewise, a cheetah's speed was much faster than a typical animal's!

As his thoughts whirled, the cheetah had already accelerated to match the running wildebeest's pace and surpassed them in a breath!

From Bi Fang's start to the cheetah's overtaking, becoming the cutting edge about to slice into the wildebeest herd, the entire process took only a few breaths, less than half a minute.

Had two of the three drones not shifted their cameras to focus on Bi Fang, many might not have even processed what happened until they saw Harley charging straight into the wildebeest herd.

Through the screens, countless people were amazed by this hunt.

In contrast to the robust and powerful wildebeest, the slender Harley seemed too inconspicuous, especially when the wildebeest grouped together, their combined force appearing all the more daunting.

The cheetah charging head-on was akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Bi Fang was fully aware of the substantial strength gap between them. Cheetahs do hunt wildebeest, but most of the time, the hunting is done in groups.

Given the considerable size difference, in a one-on-one battle, cheetahs are typically outmatched.

But Harley wasn't tasked with taking down adult wildebeest—it was the smaller, young ones who had just learned to run that were the prime targets.

Their stamina was significantly less than that of their parents, and due to their puniness, they could even be submerged by the river currents.

Having just survived the head of the herd's river crossing, these young ones barely clung to life, scarcely mustering the energy to walk.

Moreover, while the wildebeest formation once held some semblance of order, it fell into complete disarray after crossing. The calves, previously shielded at the center of the herd, were now entirely exposed outside the ranks with no adult wildebeest to shield them.

Against a ferocious, fully charged predator like Harley, they were but fish on a cutting board.

The wildebeest's imposing strength did nothing to halt Harley's stride, yet it instinctively steered clear of larger beasts, opting for prey of similar size or smaller—namely the calves.

This was also a training method Bi Fang used to instill in Harley the memory of preying on the old, weak, sick, and injured.

Thus, in the widening pupils of the audience, the glowing screen reflected a perfect inverse of the hunt.

The leading wildebeest's mane flew back wildly as its fallen companions lay by its side. Amidst the rising dust, Earth's most agile hunter plunged toward a wildebeest calf even smaller than itself.

Having just escaped the jaws of a crocodile, this newborn wildebeest was already in a state of panic.

Against the oncoming Cheetah Harley, it couldn't muster any effective resistance and felt an overwhelming force hit from the side, followed by a savage takedown.

The young wildebeest was hurled onto the muddy ground, kicking reflexively.

Harley was kicked a couple of times yet was unwilling to let go of the prey within its grasp. It quickly pressed down and clutched the wildebeest's neck, clamping down on the throat in a successful strike!

At that moment, countless viewers nearly stood up to cheer.

Victory was almost certain.

Running, sprinting, takedown.

A cakewalk!

Perhaps not far from the calf were its parents, but with the threat of crocodiles behind and the inertia of the herd, they were powerless. They could only watch as their calf was taken down and separated from the herd!

["Bro, wanna buy some cheats?"]

[Cheetah: "I just want to have a full meal." Wildebeest: "I just don't want to be the meal."]

[That hang time, so stable]

[Got speed and also got speed for strength.]

[Got speed and also got speed for combat readiness.]

[Cracking up for real]

[Cheetahs evolved not in an all-rounded manner, but specialized in speed—a spectacle (creature) only witnessed in nature and a gift indeed]

[Even at 0.5x speed, I still couldn't outrun it]

The lack of any complication took all viewers by surprise, which quickly turned to endless admiration.