Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness-Chapter 907 - 903 Settling Karma

"Cough, cough, finally out."

Covered in dust, Bi Fang emerged from the mine with a huge bundle on his back. His beige explorer outfit had turned gray, and his elbows and knees were stained with unidentifiable black grease.

Behind him, the cheetah had somehow turned into a black panther, almost unrecognizable.

Harley shook its body and a large amount of lime fell down from between its fur, accumulating on the ground in a defined circle.

The rising dust made Bi Fang sneeze several times, but in a blink of an eye, he slapped his head, and sand scraped against his scalp, sliding out from between his hair, also raising a cloud of dust that made Harley sneeze a few times too.

"Hahaha."

Bi Fang laughed heartily as he set down the large bundle from his back.

Not only his body but his mood also felt much lighter.

[Refreshed and Energized]

[That's quite childish]

[Bi Fang is so cute]

[I suspect this is intentional revenge, I'm reporting this]

[Report is invalid, punish you to clean the toilets for a week]

Bi Fang twisted open his water bottle cap and took a big gulp, then poured most of the remaining water over his face, washing away all the sweat and dust. Casually wiping off the water droplets, he took deep breaths of the fresh air of the savanna, gazing at the vast expanses of heaven and earth.

He didn't return the way he came but chose the passage leading to the outside world from the original three forks and walked out through it.

The whole mine exploration took at least five or six hours.

Luckily, Bi Fang had discovered the mine early, finding the entrance before eight in the morning. Counting the time exploring inside, it was only around one in the afternoon now.

At this time, natural light was abundant, and due to the angle of the sun, the mountains' shadows were much narrower than when he first emerged from the cave, replaced by the brighter landscape of the vast savanna.

Seeing the excellent natural light, Bi Fang quickly reached into his pocket, drew out a small leather pouch, opened it, and pulled out the astonishingly weighty pink diamond, holding it between his index finger and thumb. After rinsing it with the last of the water, he held it up to the sun.

Instantly, a dazzling brilliance burst forth from the pink diamond, scattering a charm difficult for the world to match with the aid of the sun's particles.

Under natural light, the color of the pink diamond was undoubtedly more stunning and crystal clear, far surpassing the rough observation possible in the dark mine with only a torch as the sole source of light.

Bi Fang gazed at the gem, sparkling under the sunlight, his eyes filled with amazement, "They are rare enough, precious enough, and possess an extraordinary beauty.

Because of this, pink natural diamonds are known as miracles of nature.

Yet, they are also the hotbeds of sin.

Every precious gem is.

They are the Devil's most proud lure.

On the larger and older gems, every facet symbolizes a bloody crime."

[That sounds familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere before]

[Ah, a fellow book lover!]

[Behind every diamond, there are countless tales of love and hate, such beautiful diamonds should be stuffed inside a goose and sent to a ragged old professor's house on Christmas Eve!]

[What book is it?]

[Sherlock Holmes, brother, haven't you read it?]

For beautiful things, humans often share a common affinity.

Who doesn't love the sight of a sparkling gem suddenly appearing among the dull dirt?

Undoubtedly, at this very moment, millions of viewers have been deeply moved by the beauty unleashed by this pink diamond.

[Pretty nice, it could make a pink glass knife.]

[Wonder how much money you could make cutting glass with such a big diamond.]

[Blind guess someone will say it's just hyped glass (Dog's head)]

[Hasn't Master Fang already explained it clearly, the difference between consumer goods and investment goods, jewelry is just people paying for beautiful things, only those big enough maintain their value.]

"Artificial diamonds first appeared at the beginning of the last century, yet at auctions, diamonds routinely sell for more than 100 million. Their price hasn't been impacted but has instead risen year after year. Those who spend millions on gemstones are fools, right? (dog's head)"

"In plain terms, the market for high-end gemstones doesn't overlap with that for synthetic diamonds—one is about ornaments, the other about jewelry."

With the influx of numerous onlookers, the number of ironical comments from audiences had notably increased, far more than when they were still inside the cave.

Bi Fang didn't really care about this.

When a scam became widely known yet did not cause much impact, it already spoke volumes.

Not that many fools existed in the world, nor were smart people that rare.

Besides, no matter how everyone looked at it, the pink diamond in his hand was guaranteed to fetch at least 20 million Ugly Yuan—that was an ironclad fact.

It was worth 20 million Ugly Yuan, no matter what.

Thinking about this, Bi Fang couldn't help but smile.

Just then, a flurry of buying requests appeared in the live stream chat, with offers ranging from a few pennies to tens of millions.

The penny offers could be ignored; they were just netizens joking around.

As for the serious bids, Bi Fang didn't pay much attention. Diamonds vary widely depending on their color; just as there are no two identical roses in the world, each natural pink diamond also has a unique hue, ranging from light to deep pink.

And with different colors come vastly different values.

Those naming prices now, even if they appeared high, were all hoping to find a bargain.

Only gem experts, or painters, could accurately identify these colors from a palette; without handling it personally, it's impossible to make an accurate judgment.

However, a few bids looked serious, the names mentioned were quite renowned, and they had provided rough color and value assessments based on the current video, mostly agreeing with each other.

They estimated the value to be between thirteen to forty-four million.

Yet, what everyone wanted more was to visit Kenya to see it in person.

Such a pink diamond was worth taking a plane trip, even if it resulted in coming back empty-handed.

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It's no exaggeration to say that the annual output of natural pink diamonds couldn't even fill a champagne flute.

In every one hundred thousand natural diamonds, there might be one natural pink diamond.

What's crucial, though, is the added value—the legend attached to it.

Two identical diamonds; one mined normally from the earth, the other beloved by a king centuries ago and even causing bloody conflicts—the latter would undoubtedly be valued much higher.

That is the added value.

This pink diamond of Bi Fang's...

It feels a bit shameless to say, but in the world now, he seems to have become a legend-grade explorer already, proclaimed by countless media as the greatest adventurer of his age, pioneering modern forms of adventure, worthy of a place in the annals of explorer history.

This pink diamond, soaked in blood, unexpectedly found during Bi Fang's wild journey in South Africa, had a richly evocative backstory that enormously increased its value.

Collectors would not mind spending a few million more on top of the value of the diamond to acquire its additional legend.

So they could say, when showing off the collection, "This valuable and beautiful gemstone was once acquired by the legendary explorer Mr. Bi Fang on a chance journey, unearthed from a South African mine. Without his discovery, the diamond might have remained forever hidden from the world, buried in blood-soaked soil."

Quite a story!

Apparently, the news that Bi Fang had acquired a pink diamond had already spread, and numerous collectors and gem evaluators, even auction houses moved swiftly. They even made bids and attempted contact in the live broadcast, all seemingly desperate.

"I'll talk about it later; I don't want to interrupt my savanna journey yet. If you're really interested, you can wait for me at the conservation center, as I still have to go there for an ivory burning."

After giving a uniform response, Bi Fang no longer replied and picked up two large parcels from the ground to survey the savanna, finally descending the hill to arrive under an acacia tree.

In the African Savanna, besides the low grass filling one's vision, the sparse tall trees were even more eye-catching.

The acacia tree, with its umbrella-shaped canopy, yellow-barked and covered with sharp spikes, stood elegantly and gracefully, decorating the savanna like green umbrellas, also a feast for herbivorous animals like elephants.

It was the most common tree across Africa's tropical sparse savannas, silently outlining the unique exotic charm of the entire continent.

Bi Fang, under the tree, used a stone and a wooden handle tied with a rope to put together a small shovel and began digging a hole under the tree.

"Acacia trees carry many symbolic meanings in Africa, the most classic being 'resurrection'; mothers would plant an acacia when their child fell ill to nurture them back to health, and loved ones would bury the deceased underneath it, entrusting their final memories."

"I don't know the grievances between these two people, but since the diamond was acquired from them, burying them as the last act seems to settle their karma."