The Top Fishing

An hour and a half later, a helicopter from the production team came to pick up Ken, who had given up on the challenge.

In the end, only three challengers remained: Lin Yang, contestant number six, the Indian lady, and contestant number eight, the black guy, Claude.

Contestant number six, the Indian lady, was a botanist. She also started off with a bit of difficulty. For the first week, she nearly survived solely on various lichens and plant roots. With the audience’s reminders during the live broadcast, she tried her hand at net fishing. During that period, the catch from the nets was decent, and gradually, her days began to stabilize.

However, at this critical juncture of the challenge, the ice was over thirty centimeters thick. The simple fishing nets were no longer practical, and now, contestant number six also had only three fish left in her food reserves, putting her in not too great a situation either.

Then there was contestant number eight, Claude, the veteran. Aside from Lin Yang, he was the most comfortable player in the challenge. On the first day of the challenge, he had caught a porcupine, securing almost a week’s worth of rations.

Afterwards, he scouted the hunting grounds very adeptly, and besides setting daily small traps to supplement his food supply, he was keen on hunting larger game.

Hard work pays off for those who persevere, and he truly managed to kill an adult muskox. At this moment, in Claude’s wooden "safe" for food storage, there was at least a few hundred pounds of top-quality muskox meat, enough to last him another month with ease.

The weather was bitterly cold, and venturing out to hunt was almost impossible. However, the black guy’s everyday live broadcast routine became somewhat lackluster. Initially, he tried to have some fun interacting with the audience, but with Lin Yang setting the bar, responses to his own shoddily made guitar and clumsy clay sculptures were few and far between. Many people would visit his broadcast room to check the situation, then report back to Lin Yang.

Days went by in their usual unhurried manner. Lin Yang’s daily routine also started to become relatively fixed, resting in the shelter at night and fishing during live broadcasts in the snow hut during the day. He would play with the foxes or look for opportunities to train Little White with the bait disc. His days were pretty comfortable.

After four or five days of consecutive feeding, Lin Yang’s relationship with the little fox had become very stable.

He and his viewers named the white fox, Big White. After becoming more affectionate, Big White even trusted Lin Yang enough to let him pet its soft belly. At night, no one knew where it went to spend the night, but come daytime, it would trot to the snow hut to look for food from Lin Yang.

Facing such a little foodie pet, Lin Yang gradually let go of his taming method of controlling food and became more indulgent towards Big White.