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Chapter 409: 407 Occupy a Spot
Chapter 409: Chapter 407 Occupy a Spot
Chapter two is not ready yet, just staking a spot.
Mount Everest!
The moment Bi Fang’s words fell, Taseto sprang up with a resounding clang, the legs of his stool screeching against the floor as he leaned forward with his hands pressed on the table, his face alight with surprise.
“Mount Everest! Is it that world’s highest peak?”
“Mr. Bi is going to climb Mount Jolmo Lungma?”
Bi Fang put down his knife and fork, and before he could make sense of why the other’s reaction was so pronounced, Hask next to him rapped the table with his knuckles and shot Taseto a glare. Though the tone was scolding, it carried little reprimand, “Taseto, look at yourself! Sit down!”
Taseto sheepishly took his seat.
After berating his third son, Hask turned to Bi Fang with an apologetic face, “I’m terribly sorry for this display, Mr. Bi. Taseto has been passionate about adventures since he was small. Please forgive his manners.”
Bi Fang waved his hand dismissively, not minding the interruption, and nodded affirmatively, “Yes, that’s right, the world’s highest peak, Mount Everest.”
Matthew was the first to express skepticism, “Have you climbed mountains before?”
Even though he was not familiar with the mountaineering field, Matthew had wandered around and knew a lot, especially about Mount Everest.
The highest point on Earth.
It was where the air was thinnest, one of the most hostile environments, where sometimes even a cough could be fatal or a single breath could cause excruciating abdominal pain.
In case of accidents, even corpses could only remain forever in that desolate place, becoming eternal landmarks.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was a domain where one could afford no mistakes, and even though Bi Fang had created miracles time and again, the sheer weight of being the world’s highest was still not enough to give people full confidence in him. Therefore, Matthew had to ask clearly, although there was no mention in the live stream, maybe Bi Fang was a climber before becoming a broadcaster…
“No.”
Matthew’s thoughts were interrupted, his pupils slowly dilating as he unintentionally opened his mouth wide, closing it several times without being able to speak, finally managing to say, “Are you insane? How is this possible?”
At the dining table, Hask’s family also cast shocked glances, everyone but Taseto. They were not keen on outdoor adventures, but that didn’t mean they were ignorant.
The dangers of Mount Everest were known to any inhabitant of Earth; even if one could not articulate specifics, the fearsome aspects were well acknowledged.
“I’m not crazy.” In stark contrast to everyone else, Bi Fang spoke very calmly, picking up his knife and fork again to cut a small piece of steak, chewing it thoroughly before swallowing it. After a good while, he tapped his head and said, “In my view, adventure relies on two key things: a healthy body and a brain that can navigate the wilderness.”
“Coincidentally, Matthew, I have both. I’m twenty-five this year, my body is at its peak performance, and I also possess one of the top brains in the world for wilderness survival.”
“It’s completely… it’s not the same thing at all. You’ve never been there, never been…”
Matthew stammered, unable to fully express his disbelief. It seemed too absurd, someone with no experience in climbing high-altitude mountains suddenly announcing an attempt to conquer the world’s highest peak.
Has Don Quixote taken hold of him? A madman?
Watching the others, Bi Fang knew they did not believe him. Indeed, it was nearly impossible for someone who had never climbed high mountains to suddenly proclaim he would conquer Mount Everest.
He took his knife and fork, dipped it in some sauce, and began to draw a simplified regional map on the white porcelain plate.
“Don’t worry, although Mount Everest is the world’s highest peak, it’s not the most difficult. I’ve set aside a very generous amount of time for this mission—two months of planning, with one month dedicated to training. It’s mid-April now, and in one month’s time, it’ll be mid-May, the best time to climb Mount Everest. All of my live broadcasts during this period will revolve around Mount Everest.”
As the fork continued to glide, everyone’s attention was drawn to the black sauce, as if there really was a tall mountain range there, the highest peak standing tall between the heavens and the Earth.
“Mount Everest is located on the China-Nepal border, with India to its south, and to the east of India lies the Bay of Bengal. May is when the continental cold air above the Bay of Bengal begins to retreat northward. The movement of the high and low-pressure fronts usually coincides with the formation of spiral air currents, so once these spiral currents form above the Bay of Bengal and show signs of moving northward, it’s the best time to summit Mount Everest.
The weather patterns around Mount Everest and the nearby peaks are complex and changeable, marked by clear monsoon characteristics. The weather is so unpredictable that it’s difficult to forecast, which is why it’s imperative to choose a period of stable climate. If it’s too early, the monsoon hasn’t stopped; if it’s too late, the monsoon has already shifted, neither of which is suitable for summiting. This window typically lasts from several days to ten days, and most Everest summits are achieved within this window, aligning seamlessly with my schedule.”
Matthew, Hask, Taseto, and others stood behind Bi Fang’s chair, blinking as they looked at the map on the plate, and then they looked at each other, puzzled.
Those present were all laymen, unable to understand, but they felt that it seemed quite impressive…
Could it be, perhaps, it really isn’t that difficult?
As expected of Master Fang (Mr. Bi), he was indeed well-prepared!
“This, why does the formation of a spiral current indicate stability?” Taseto, the only one with some understanding of outdoor activities, struggled with the technical term that he had just heard for the first time. It was a real challenge to say it correctly after only hearing it once.
Bi Fang looked around at everyone, and just by seeing the bewildered looks in their eyes, he knew no one had understood. He dipped his fork in the sauce and drew several circles: “It’s simple, a simple explanation would be the eye of a typhoon, which is relatively still compared to the surrounding storm wall, resulting in stable weather.”
“Oh~~”
It seemed that they had truly understood, and everyone exclaimed in unison with an “oh.”
Matthew, who had been quite worried at first, also seemed to be swayed, feeling that perhaps it wasn’t so impossible after all, being a layman himself, listening to Master Fang, who spoke so convincingly.
Indeed, a layman is a layman, and the path I have to walk is still long.
Seeing the skepticism in everyone’s eyes turning into trust, Bi Fang couldn’t help but smile.
Is climbing Mount Everest really that easy?
What I have said is certainly correct, but that does not make climbing Mount Everest simple. Choosing the appropriate summit window only reduces the requirements from one hundred percent to ninety percent.
To challenge high-altitude mountains, the first step is to partake in low altitude outdoor activities, physical training, and learn the basic techniques. A beginner could complete this phase within a year by making full use of every weekend.
The second step is to start entering high-altitude areas with thinner air. Before attempting Mount Everest, it’s best to have two to three experiences of high-altitude climbing.
Gradually progress starting from peaks at 6000 meters, then move on to 7000 meters, and 8000 meters.
This phase takes a minimum of one year, while the average person needs two to three years.
And I, I only have one month!
Twirling the fork in his hand, Bi Fang’s gaze was firm and fearless.
Above an altitude of 8500 meters, that area is beyond the high measure of morality that human beings can demand, a zone forbidden to mankind.
At this thought, Bi Fang even felt a surge of excitement. Whether in this life or his past life, so many people had ventured forth, challenging Mount Everest time and again, and he too had dreamt about it. But that place was also a graveyard for numerous challengers; he had neither the qualifications nor the strength, and could only dream about it.
Never before had he felt as close as he did today,