Because it contains a large-capacity lithium battery, air transport requires additional dangerous goods declaration fees and special packaging fees, with freight costs reaching up to $800.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Wei immediately selected the express airmail option.
The blizzard is expected to last for two days; the equipment will arrive just as the snow stops.
Time is money.
Enter your bank card information, complete the double verification, and confirm the payment.
[bite!]
My phone vibrated.
A text message from the bank notifying me of the deduction.
Seeing the string of numbers instantly disappear from his account balance, Su Wei actually felt relieved.
This feeling transformed into a powerful motivation to earn that money back.
In Su Wei's eyes now, that brown bear on the north slope is like his expense report.
We must take it.
Su Wei closed his laptop and casually placed it on the coffee table. He stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
The outside world had turned completely white; the boundary between heaven and earth had disappeared, and only wildly swirling snowflakes filled the field of vision.
The foundation of the exhibition hall under construction in the distance has been covered by snow, turning it into a blurry pit.
Further away, the birch forest was reduced to rows of black silhouettes, swaying in the wind.
In this deathly silence, Su Wei seemed to sense a kind of suppressed wildness stirring within him.
He turned back to the fireplace and threw in two dry pine logs.
Sparks flew, flames rose, engulfing the firewood and crackling loudly.
Since we've decided to make videos, we can't go into battle unprepared. Having equipment alone isn't enough; we also need a script, a composition, and a narrative logic.
Su Wei pulled a hardcover notebook from the bookshelf; it was the notebook he used to record territory planning and hunting logs.
Turn to a new page, and pull out your pen.
At the top of the blank page, he wrote a line of words with sharp strokes:
Hunt: King of the North Slope
The pen tip scratched across the paper, the ink seeping into the paper fibers.
Scene 1: Departure in the wind and snow.
Close-up: the texture of the pickup truck tires rolling over the snow, the sheen of the gun oil as the shotgun is cocked, and... those eyes staring straight ahead.
Sound effects: suppressed wind sounds, heavy breathing.
Scene 2: Discovering clues.
Close-up: Huge footprints, a broken, bloodstained branch. Ideally, the highlights from the module should be visible in the shot; if not, use a monologue to fill the sense of horror.
Scenario 3: Waiting and Game Theory.
Time-lapse photography: the changing light, the movement of clouds, that breathtaking stillness. It requires immense patience.
Scene 4...
Su Wei paused for a moment.
Scene four involves killing, and there is no script for this.
If he misses, this expensive camera might record him being torn apart by a brown bear.
A cold smile appeared on Su Wei's face.
In that case, the video might sell for a higher price, except the recipient would become his heir.
Of course, he didn't.
"Eek..."
The Cotton Candy had somehow gotten up to his feet again, seemingly sensing the dangerous aura emanating from its owner, and nervously tugged at his trouser leg with its paws.
Su Wei lowered his head, looking at the small, snow-white thing, and the coldness in his eyes instantly melted away.
He bent down, scooped up the Cotton Candy, placed it on his lap, and still held the pen in his hand.
"Rest assured."
He spoke softly, as if to the fox, yet also as if to himself.
"I'll bring that big guy back."
"The best piece of fatty meat will be yours when the time comes."
Su Wei looked past the notebook and out the window at the drifting snowflakes.
Soon, that brown bear will serve as the first milestone for this estate and its Wilderness IP.
Before that, he needs to rest, recover his strength, and get his body back to peak condition.
Su Wei put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the flickering flames in the fireplace.
I'm going to take a good nap and rest.
Chapter 158: Filming Equipment Arrives, First Video
The next morning, Su Wei woke up.
Outside the window, the sky was a thick, leaden gray; the heavy snow had not stopped, but instead became even finer.
My phone vibrated beside my pillow, and its screen lit up in the dimly lit bedroom.
It was a text message from Matt.
Su Wei sat up and swiped the screen.
" Su Wei, judging by the weather, you probably guessed it. Today's snowfall exceeded the warning level, and there's been some snow accumulation and slippage on the slopes leading to the territory. For safety and construction quality reasons, the excavators and bulldozers have to be temporarily parked at the town's maintenance yard. But don't worry, as soon as the snowfall subsides slightly, my team will be on site. The foundation has already been dug; the hardness of this frozen soil after snowfall actually helps stabilize the side walls. Enjoy your vacation. — Matt."
Su Wei turned off the screen and got off the ground.
Stepping barefoot onto the thick carpet, the residual warmth from the underfloor heating relieved the stiffness in my thigh muscles.
"Eek?"
A wet little head popped out from under the covers.
Cotton Candy curled up at the foot of the bed, her two pointed ears twitching unhappily after her sleep was disturbed.
Su Wei scooped it up and held it in his arms.
"You should get up too, you lazybones."
He rubbed the fox's soft belly as he walked towards the bathroom.
The young man in the mirror had some stubble and bloodshot eyes from staying up all night, but he was unusually energetic.
He turned on the tap, filled a handful with cold water, and splashed it on his face.
The biting cold seeped into my pores, dispelling the last bit of sleepiness.
Su Wei looked at the whirlpool in the pool.
Yesterday's special training was not without its benefits. Although I was physically exhausted, the feeling of controlling my body under extreme conditions still lingers in my memory.
That's a combat instinct that the system panel can't directly provide.
He went downstairs to the kitchen.
The Cotton Candy, like a white tail, followed closely behind his heels, occasionally rubbing its head against his trouser leg.
Su Wei pulled a bag of flour out of the cupboard.
I don't want to eat heavy Western fast food today; my stomach craves something warm and smooth.
He took out a large white porcelain bowl, poured in two portions of flour, added half a spoonful of salt, and then slowly poured in warm water.
Spread your fingers apart and stir evenly in the flour.
[ Cooking Module LV3] made his senses exceptionally sharp.
Under his kneading, the flour gathered from loose particles into a smooth dough.
He covered the dough with plastic wrap and placed it next to the stove to rise.
Next, Su Wei began preparing the soup base.
There was a small piece of deer tendon and a few shallots left over from yesterday in the refrigerator.
He sliced the deer tendons into thin slices and chopped the shallots.
Heat the cast iron wok and pour in a small spoonful of wild boar fat.
The oil melts, chopped scallions are added to the pan, and it sizzles rapidly.
A caramel-like aroma rose up.
He poured in a large bowl of water, threw in the sliced deer tendons, and simmered them over low heat.
While the soup was simmering in the pot, Su Wei kneaded the dough again.