The direct flight from M City to the Arctic takes about ten hours. Fortunately, Min Jingren also has a pilot's license and can take turns driving with Xu Yi throughout the journey.
"Is it just the few of us going?" Before setting off, Min Jingren looked at Lu Sheng, who was empty-handed, and several young people behind him carrying packs.
Although he didn't say it, his face clearly showed that he had promised to help but only sent a few people.
Doubao Gouzi lay on Min Jingren's instep, lazily lifting his eyelids to glance at everyone.
After all, they gave it a soft-boiled egg, so they probably aren't a bad person.
Seeing Min Jingren's concerns, Zhang Xiaojuan patted his thin shoulder and said, "Young man, don't worry, quality is more important than quantity. Just wait and see, they'll all be silent."
Min Jingren was skeptical, but when it comes to helping others, it's a favor to help and it's one's right not to help; there's no right to be picky.
The group boarded the plane and sped off towards the location given to them by Min Jingren.
The ten-hour journey felt exceptionally long. Everyone took a nap on the plane and ate a hearty breakfast to replenish their energy. There was still an hour and a half left to go before reaching their destination.
"Jingren, contact the base and ask them to prepare a helipad for us?" Su Zheng gently reminded him as they approached their destination.
Min Jingren pondered for a few seconds, "We'd better land somewhere further away. If we land directly on the aircraft carrier, the joint forces will definitely notice us."
I came here to help, but if I get targeted before I even start, it's not worth it.
After discussing it, the group decided to land the plane outside the influence of various countries and then travel by foot and boat to meet up with the rest of the 5102 crew.
After determining the landing point, Xu Yi quickly and smoothly landed the plane. Lu Sheng simply put the helicopter into his spatial storage, which surprised Min Jingren so much that he almost cried out on the spot.
"Sis... just how big is your space?" the little boy asked cautiously.
There are also a few spatial ability users in 5102, but the size of their spaces ranges from a few meters to no more than 100 cubic meters.
He couldn't even imagine the space that could fit an airplane! Just how much supplies could such a large space hold...
If supplies are accidentally dropped, won't they randomly kill two lucky viewers?
"I haven't measured it," Lu Sheng replied truthfully.
She really didn't measure it! But recently, with the system upgrade, her storage space seems to have increased by a tiny bit...
"Can we also put the aircraft carrier in there and take it with us?" Min Jingren asked curiously.
"Try it next time."
"??!"
The child's eyes sparkled as he looked at Lu Sheng.
Mom, I met the Goddess of Space!
...
Due to the large-scale melting of glaciers, there is no obvious desertification in the vicinity. However, the new land formed by the collision of continental plates is uneven and very difficult to walk on.
The surrounding environment is like a swamp, with land of varying sizes, and lakes and puddles of all sizes everywhere, and in the distance there is a vast, endless horizon.
The geographical environment is complex and harsh.
To avoid attracting attention, Lu Sheng and her group chose to walk through the territory controlled by the joint forces.
After walking for two hours, Min Jingren took the dog to find a place to open the sluice gate and release the water, while the rest of the people stayed behind to rest.
Zhang Xiaojuan, full of energy and unable to stay still, took Han Rui for a stroll in the neighborhood, hoping to collect some new plant seeds.
As the laboratory became more and more complete, Lu Sheng specially arranged for two botany professors to improve the existing plant varieties. As long as there were new seeds, they could cultivate and graft better plants.
Therefore, whenever Han Rui arrives in a new place, she immediately seeks out local plants to enrich her seed reserves.
Hey! What are you doing?
The two people were squatting on the ground rummaging around when a mature male voice with an accent suddenly came from behind them.
Zhang Xiaojuan instinctively turned around and saw a middle-aged man in uniform lying on the lakeside, completely soaked, with only his upper body showing.
The man was probably in his early thirties, with a rather burly upper body, and his uniform looked somewhat like a training uniform.
"Are you new here?" The man was very enthusiastic, his voice was strong and he looked much healthier than Min Jingren.
"This place is quite complicated. You newcomers should be careful. Don't just go into the campsites by the roadside; they might be run by those damn foreigners."
Hearing the familiar hometown accent, Zhang Xiaojuan relaxed her guard slightly. "Thanks, we'll be careful."
"Have you had lunch yet? I caught a few fish. If you don't mind, you can have some with me." The middle-aged man lifted his hand out of the water, holding two fat, large live fish in his palm.
"Judging from your accent, I'm from the same hometown. It's rare to meet someone from my hometown, so don't be shy." The man smiled heartily. "This fish tastes a bit like the cold-water river fish from our area. The meat is quite fresh. Let's stew some in an iron pot; it'll be incredibly delicious."
Since leaving her hometown, Zhang Xiaojuan has rarely eaten freshwater fish because only the freshwater fish from her hometown are not fishy; freshwater fish from other cities are too fishy to swallow.
Now, being strongly recommended by a fellow villager, I immediately swallowed hard.
Out of modesty, however, he declined the kind offer from the enthusiastic passerby, saying, "Thanks, brother, we brought our own food."
"Aren't you embarrassed? Then come and catch a couple yourself and try them. This kind of fish is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." The man waved his hand, a little regretful, and made a move to go ashore. "Why be so polite with your own people?"
"Want some?" Zhang Xiaojuan asked, nudging Han Rui with her elbow.
Upon hearing the words "iron pot stew," Han Rui was already rooted to the spot, nodding like a chick pecking at rice.
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