The white ship was still moving forward, but the sky gradually became gray, and cold ice particles were blowing outside the window, hitting the hull and making a slight sound.
As the ship entered the White Ice Sea, its speed became slower and slower. Many floating ice blocks appeared on the sea. These ice blocks were initially broken, but later large icebergs began to appear.
"This is the area of the White Ice Sea." Wearing a thick coat, Lettice walked onto the steel deck, and her long boots made a slight echo on the ground.
"Hey!" With a light shout, Alena jumped out of the cabin, and then landed steadily beside Lettice, looking at the broken white world in the distance.
"Huh, although I've heard many legends about the White Ice Sea from the old people, this is my first time here."
"What legend?" Lettice asked with interest.
"It's probably about some prehistoric giant beasts, like white whales or giant octopuses, or a story about a sleeping El Dorado on the seabed."
"Come to think of it, then I seem to have heard something about it." Lettice recalled some vague memories.
"However, many sailors said that if it is not a specially made ship, it is best not to get close to the White Ice Sea, because if you are not careful, you may hit the glacier or get stuck in the ice." Alena continued to talk about some rare experiences among the sailors, and then others gradually walked out of the cabin.
"Wow, it's so cold." Ye Ling was still wearing a dress similar to summer clothes, jumping around on the deck to exercise her body.
"The road ahead depends on Ye Ling." Bumansha came behind her with a smile and supported Ye Ling's shoulders.
"No problem~" Ye Ling gave a thumbs up.
Then a burst of fine golden particles scattered into the air and instantly reorganized into a huge and mighty fiery red dragon. The dragon horns on its head were emerald-colored, and its wings and hind legs were also green.
“Huh~~~”
The raging flames erupted in a spiral shape toward the front of the ship. The high temperature instantly melted and evaporated the ice, bringing with it violently rising white mist, which then continued to rush forward.
Afterwards, the flames dissipated, and a blue river appeared in the shattered snow-white world, and the Night Spirit transformed into a human form again and landed easily on the deck.
"How is it, how is it~" Ye Ling circled around everyone.
"Great, great~" Weimiya clapped her hands with a smile.
"Hehe." Then Ye Ling ran to Loran Hill and was hugged by the latter.
Loran Hill gently touched Ye Ling's head, then ordered the ship to move forward again, heading towards the depths of the White Ice Sea.
The cold wind in the sky became stronger and stronger, and the snow-white earth was like the surface of a cake with a knife lightly cutting a hole that continued to lead to its center.
After walking across a huge ice surface that was tens of kilometers wide, a narrow sea appeared in front of them. The ice at its edge was broken, and the middle was deep blue. Now Ye Ling didn't need to keep burning the road with fire.
However, when everyone looked away, the distant world was still blocked by a piece of snow-white icebergs. If you look down from the sky, you will find that steep and tall glaciers are quietly suspended in the sea, dividing the sea surface into broken and narrow straits.
This is the White Ice Sea, the coldest and least visited of the Seven Seas.
After sailing for half a day, the sun set and everyone returned to the warm cabin to rest.
In the bedroom, Loran Hill sat on the bed with a thick diary spread out in front of her. She held a pen and outlined today's route on a rough map, watching as she got closer and closer to the crossed-out point.
After writing down some thoughts and discoveries of the day, Loran Hill closed the diary again. At this time, Vimiya's voice came from beside him.
"Have you finished writing today's diary?" She was wearing blue velvet pajamas and holding a cup of freshly brewed hot tea in her hand.
"I'm done."
Vimiya walked slowly to the bed and sat next to Loran Hill.
"Would you like a drink?"
Looking at the fragrance coming from the teacup in Vimiya's hand, Loran Hill thought for a moment and nodded.
"But I want milk." Drinking tea at night will make you sleep poorly.
"Well, I'll go prepare it." After saying that, Weimiya put down the cup and walked out of the room.
Just when Loran Hill felt that he was a bit of a nuisance, Vimiya came back with hot milk in her hand.
"It should be more delicious if I add some sugar."
"Thank you." Loran Hill held the warm quilt in his palm.
The room was quiet for a moment, as neither of them were the talkative type.
"How many years will it take before the Chaos Phantom arrives?" Vimiya asked at this time.
"According to the Sage Council and my estimation, it's about 80 years."
"80 years." Weimiya sighed and didn't continue.
"Does Luo Lan have any plans? Although the technology on Earth is progressing and recovering rapidly, it is still far from the heyday of the Divine Wing Sun."
"Those predecessors back then didn't have the confidence to do it, and it feels very risky for us to try to do it now." Weimiya's little finger gently rubbed the porcelain glaze on the surface of the cup, and her light blue nails reflected a few sparkling particles in the candlelight.
"It's indeed difficult, but there is still a way out." Loran Hill held the diary with one hand, stroked it slowly, and began to speak.
"I have some ideas, but they are not mature yet, so this time I want to come and take a look at the ruins left by Lelu." Loran Hill turned her head to look out the window. Her silhouette was reflected on the dark glass. There was no scenery or light in the white ice sea at night, which was completely different from the bustling northern continent.
"Is it the technology related to the Aijaka Project?" Vimiya took a sip of hot tea.
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