YM778.TV Chapter 161 - 158: The Sunshine is at its Peak
A teenager, trying to survive in the wilderness with a flock of geese, impossible.
Whether it be Elvan or Johnny, they had to stop Etienne’s actions at this moment.
The staff struggled to pull the engine by the lake, attempting to start the speedboat, but just a second before the boat’s engine roared to life, Bi Fang dropped his backpack and leapt into the water, swimming swiftly like an arrow cutting through the waves.
Ripples spread out, the speedboat started!
What was Bi Fang going to do?
Not only Lenin and Elvan, but even the audience in front of the screen didn’t know what Bi Fang was planning.
Was he going to swim after the glider?
The glider was at least fifty meters away from the shore, the world record itself took twenty seconds, the glider would have taken off by then!
Absolutely impossible!
Just as everyone was puzzled by Bi Fang’s attempt to swim after the glider, suddenly he dove down, disappearing from the surface of the water, leaving only circles of ripples as proof of his presence.
The propeller churned the water.
The people on the speedboat charged towards the glider at high speed.
This small boat could go from accelerating to top speed in just three seconds, and even though it was slow at the start, if it could reach its maximum speed, it might catch up with the glider.
As one of the staff members turned his head to look back, he was shocked to find that the Asian man who had just jumped into the water had disappeared.
Where was he?
No one knew how Bi Fang had vanished into thin air.
Only the staff member sitting by the side of the boat, watching the bow splitting the waves, caught a glimpse of something unusual under the water with the corner of his eye.
A blurry shadow became clearer and clearer, something was rising from the lake, and it was definitely not small.
Was it a big fish?
No, that couldn’t be!
Could it be…
The staff member’s pupils shrank in terror as he watched the shadow, intending to steer the boat in another direction, but it was too late.
The surface of the water broke and a “big fish” leapt out, grabbing the side of the boat in a fraction of a second, the immense strength tilting the whole boat sideways as the waves splashed up.
This was no “big fish,” it was the Asian man who had disappeared!
The cold lake water caused Bi Fang’s muscles to stiffen; breaking through the surface, he gasped for air, filling his shriveled lungs with oxygen, his rigid muscles straining without regard for the cost.
Solid muscles rolled under his skin as if trying to burst forth, the wood by the boat’s side creaked softly, cracking slightly, veins on his arms snaked like small serpents, sending up a spray of water as tall as a man.
Crystal droplets shattered in mid-air, and taking advantage of the last bit of buoyancy, Bi Fang abruptly flipped into the boat, grabbing the collar of a stunned staff member and flipping him into the water.
Splash!
A heavy object hit the water, splashing the second staff member in the face.
The speedboat, now relieved of three people’s weight, lightened instantly, and with only two left on board, it sped even faster toward the glider, which was swiftly moving away from the water’s surface. Bi Fang turned to look at the second staff member, but to his surprise, the man had already jumped into the water!
The first staff member to fall into the water swallowed a couple of mouthfuls of it and barely came to his senses, struggling to stay afloat when he saw a huge dark shadow plummeting down onto him.
Splash.
The third splash marked another man’s entry into the water.
The two collided, and blood spread through the water.
The first man to fall in touched his bleeding nose, angrily staring at his colleague.
The colleague was embarrassed, Bi Fang’s entrance had been too “brutal,” and feeling like he was being targeted by a fierce tiger, he had uncontrollably jumped from the boat to escape upon seeing the other man board.
Pulling on the starter rope, the engine roared to life.
With only Bi Fang on board, the speedboat’s speed was pushed to the limit; the agile vessel jumped through the turbulent waters, rushing forward like a wild horse breaking through a field.
The kid was too reckless!
He couldn’t be allowed to just fly away.
Bi Fang stood on the bow of the boat, the wind whipping at his black windbreaker, flapping loudly like a banner.
Water droplets flew from his hair, as Bi Fang chased after the glider.
But the glider had taken off first, no matter how fast Bi Fang pursued, it had already left the surface of the water!
“Stop, Etienne, stop!”
Elvan on the shore kept shouting, but to no avail.
As soon as he thought of the geese being killed, Etienne knew he could not stop!
Ten meters between them, the glider had begun to ascend!
It was over, once the glider took to the skies, no one would be able to stop Etienne!
The walkie-talkie fell, and Elvan sat down on the ground in despair.
Everything was over.
“Elvan, don’t lose heart, Bi Fang is still chasing!” Lenin grabbed Elvan’s arm, his nerves stretched tight. He had watched Etienne grow up, how could he stand by and watch him take such a big risk?
“What?” Elvan looked up, surprised to see that at this moment Bi Fang stood at the bow, speeding forward without the slightest intention of giving up.
What on earth did he plan to do?
This is a speedboat, not a helicopter, how could it possibly catch up with the glider?
The distance between the speedboat and the glider was closing, and so was the difference in altitude.
Five meters away, the glider rose to one meter!
Three meters away, the glider rose to two meters!
Two meters away, the glider rose to three meters!
Three meters!
It’s too high.
Impossible to reach!
The live broadcast audience, looking up at the angle of the glider, how could it possibly keep up in such a situation?
But the next second, everyone knew what was called a miracle.
Bi Fang stomped on the bow, the boat sank under his tremendous force, the lake water was pushed aside, like Moses parting the sea, and in the next moment came together, buoyancy surging upwards as though the hand of God was lifting the boat towards the sky.
In the nick of time, Bi Fang suddenly leaped, his muscles and bones making a crisp sound as he extended his body, lunging towards the glider in the sky.
Perfect angle, perfect arc.
Just like a cheetah drawing in its body and reaching out its sharp claws, he lightly hooked onto the underside of the glider.
The instant he grasped it, Bi Fang’s body sank, and he almost lost his grip.
More than seventy kilograms of weight suddenly pressed on the glider, tilting it downward instantly, causing its wings to tilt and plummet toward the lake’s surface.
The glider’s sudden descent startled Etienne. He had not seen Bi Fang chasing after him, nor did he know what happened, but he quickly adjusted the direction, steadying the originally tilting glider, and spiraled upwards around the lake’s surface.
Bi Fang hung onto the glider like a tiger clutching its prey, refusing to let go.
“My Lord.”
Johnny crossed himself over his chest, the scene before his eyes shattering his understanding. In over forty years of life, Johnny had never seen a more heart-stopping scene.
“Stop!”
“Etienne, stop quickly!”
Bi Fang yelled from below, but the propeller’s noise drowned out everything, and Etienne, wearing a helmet, could not hear a thing; at this moment, his mind was overwhelmed by various emotions.
Fear, excitement, agitation, apprehension, all woven together, he could no longer pay attention to any outside sound.
The glider flew higher and higher, passing over the entire lake, where the geese lined up, their genetic instincts forming a V-formation with the glider leading and flanking on both sides.
Their wings spread wide, the tips gliding through the sky, leaving invisible traces, their vigorous flapping dissipated the severe cold.
The sun hung high above the clouds, with sunlight spreading thinly across the clouds.
They were migrating, following the plane!
The two people trembling in the cold water as they fell, watched this scene, almost forgetting to tread water, choking again.
“It’s so magical.” Lenin stood on the shore, staring blankly at the scene, “They are following Etienne, not that light aircraft, Elvan, your plan was successful.”
Elvan no longer cared about the geese migrating. All his thoughts were on his son’s safety. He cried out, waving his arms: “Etienne, stop quickly! Bi Fang, you come down too! I don’t want the migration anymore, just come down!”
The glider circled once, flew in from the opposite side of the lake, and passed overhead.
“Quick, stop! Stop!”
Elvan’s hands crossed, shouting until his voice was hoarse.
The glider flew higher and higher, further and further away until it became a blur and disappeared from sight.
Elvan knelt to the ground.
“Etienne!!!”