Under the Ice Wall
Based on the changes in the real-time navigation, Ding Can pointed to a route above and showed it to the tribesmen.
In fact, the route shown here will be specially marked. Compared with other small roads, it is more eye-catching and it is easy to give people the illusion that it will be smoother.
In addition, the Bingxi people had never seen this kind of tool before, so even after looking at it for a while, they were still surprised and easily believed what she said.
Even though the road currently looks discontinuous in the middle and may be difficult to walk on, people will not notice it in such a slightly chaotic environment.
She tilted the disc towards Meng Qi, looking for her approval.
Meng Qi looked at it for a moment, then decided: "Then let's try this route. You guys should go to the cab."
It would be easier for them to operate without anyone else joining in.
Yin Jiu came out: "I'll go and help too."
The cab was originally supposed to be operated by four people at a time. Since Ding Can had to use props to control the route, it was like one person was missing, so it would be better for him to take over at this moment.
As a priestess, Meng Qi is not suitable for doing such hard work, not to mention that she has to stay here and be responsible for continuing to stabilize the minds of the tribesmen.
Recently, Ding Can noticed that Meng Qi spent most of her time saying comforting words. He guessed that it was because of her special eyes that she could tell that most of the tribe members were anxious.
Only then did I think about calming everyone down.
Yin Jiu entered the relatively small cockpit with them. As someone who knew the inside story, he could ask a lot of questions casually. He was even more anxious than Ding Can and spoke before her.
After he was out of sight of his tribesmen, he asked impatiently, "How is it? What's the situation on the seabed? What did you find?"
Gao Wenwen replied, "Some amazing giant jellyfish. I've never seen them before. They dragged the iceberg here with their tentacles. But it shouldn't be a big problem now."
Xia Jialian looked at Ding Can and said, "Let's try to follow the navigation first and see if the route changes again."
Although the jellyfish problem has been solved, it is still uncertain whether there will be other factors that may also have an impact.
Yin Jiu looked at the three of them and saw that they were dry and clean, not at all like they had been in the sea water. He guessed that it was probably the same as the disc in Ding Can's hand, and some special method was used.
He became even more curious: "How did you solve it?"
Gao Wenwen tried to explain it as simply as possible: "Just imagine that we've blinded the jellyfish so they can't see our ship. Now we can continue sailing, and the jellyfish won't notice."
"Okay, come and give me a hand." Shi Yan urged.
Yin Jiu finally came to his senses and joined in the task of maneuvering the cabin forward.
Sure enough, after sailing forward for only a few dozen meters and bypassing two icebergs, the navigation route in Ding Can's hand still did not change.
The surrounding icebergs showed no signs of movement, proving that the jellyfish's detection ability had failed, and in this way, it could be removed from the iceberg group.
"It works." Her eyes lit up.
So we followed this route, and after about an hour, we finally could hardly see any icebergs in our sight.
Gao Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, looking out the small window at the iceberg that had already fallen far behind him: "Finally escaped."
After completing their mission, they retire and the subsequent voyages are taken over by the next group of people who come to relieve their shift.
After walking onto the deck and feeling the cold wind, Gao Wenwen still felt tired and sleepy. There was no clock, but it was now about two or three in the morning, which was the time when nerves were most easily fatigued.
In addition, in order to make the ship leave quickly, he had worked so hard at the helm that sparks almost flew out of his hands.
Not long after entering Meng Qi's room, while others were still talking, he leaned against the wall. Without even having time to adjust to a comfortable position, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Everyone noticed that the voice was deliberately lowered.
But there was no need for that, because he was too tired and it would have been difficult to disturb him unless the sound was particularly sharp.
Yin Jiu, who had been instructed by Meng Qi earlier, already knew that these people were coming to help the Bingxi tribe migrate south.
He just had some time to think and finally understood why he had felt that his former neighbor was strange and had been asking him all kinds of questions the past two days.
He seemed to have no idea about the history and customs of the Bingxi tribe, or about other members of the tribe.
I was very curious about whether their appearance or temperament was different from before, and I couldn't help but stare at them for a while.
Shi Yan had actually discovered it a long time ago, but thinking that it might be difficult for him to accept it, she pretended not to know.
But she was really getting a little nervous from being stared at by him, so she finally couldn't help it, turned around and gave him a cold look.
Yin Jiu withdrew his gaze in dismay, then realized that this behavior was a bit presumptuous, so he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see if there was any difference between you and before."
If they came from far away, then where did my good friends go?
Yin Jiu had such doubts in his heart. He felt grateful to them but also confused. His facial features inevitably wrinkled together, making him look like a little bitter gourd.
The fact that he can accept the status quo is better than most people.
Ding Can kept his head down and stared at the disc in his hand. It not only served as a navigation, but also allowed him to detect to some extent whether there were any difficulties or obstacles ahead.
They had now left the icebergs and their route was an almost straight line.
If there is an emergency, the route should be adjusted accordingly.
At least for now, there will be no danger.
She also asked Meng Qi to re-mark the exact location of Fengyang Island, and the props also have the function of predicting the weather.
Tomorrow the wind happens to blow from the north, so they will sail faster to the south. If nothing goes wrong, they will reach Fengyang Island around dusk.
The time was even faster than expected before departure.
The reason why Meng Qi called them over was actually because she had something important to tell them. She handed over the scepter that she had been holding in her hand.
"This was passed down from our ancestors. I have indeed obtained information from it before. Perhaps you can find something you need from it."
Yin Jiu's eyes widened in surprise. This scepter, which represented unique power, belonged exclusively to the priest.
Other members of the Bingxi tribe will not be allowed to touch it. The tribesmen are in awe and would not have the courage to touch such a sacred object, as that would be considered blasphemy against the gods.
But now, the aunt actually took out the scepter and wanted to show it to them. Yin Jiu felt inexplicably that this behavior did not seem to be pious to the gods.
Xia Jialian took it. In fact, he didn't have any hope for an inert object like the scepter.
He touched it and found that it had been worn very smooth, with no visible lines on the surface. Apart from looking very old, there was nothing special about it.
Trying to establish a connection with the scepter had no effect, so he once again thought that it was just a piece of wood that could barely be called an antique.
"Let me see." Shi Yan also took it. Working in a hospital, she always had a sense of awe towards gods and ghosts.
Faced with the peculiar customs of the tribe, she felt that she should adapt to the local customs. After reading it over and over again, she even tried to close her eyes to feel the spiritual power in the scepter.
Regardless of what the true identity of this god is, what is certain is that it really exists, otherwise Meng Qi would not have been able to perceive it at certain moments and follow its orders to arrange certain things.
However, even though she tried her best to appear pious, it didn't work.
What? Now that it sees that the student is holding it, is the system pretending to be dead?
Shi Yan finally lost interest in it and casually handed the scepter to Ding Can: "Do you want to see it?"
Ding Can then took his eyes off the navigation, nodded, and took the scepter.
To be honest, the feel is a bit magical. It is impressive at first glance, but when you hold it in your hand, it doesn't feel like the usual wood.
The protrusions on the branches of the scepter are actually not very obvious under the magic of time, but they can still be vaguely seen, like joints.
It is also warm and smooth, and feels like some precious jade, but apart from its special appearance, there is nothing else eye-catching.
"It doesn't seem to be anything special." Ding Can was about to return the things to Meng Qi. At the moment, he was more concerned about navigation.
But before he handed it over, he felt a beating in his palm.
For a moment, she felt the scepter in her hand move.
Yes, it was beating like a heartbeat, as if the scepter had life.
Hmm, Ding Can lifted it up again to take a closer look, almost doubting whether it was just an illusion.
"Did you discover anything?" Shi Yan also came over.
Ding Can shook his head slightly: "No, I'll observe it for a while."
She moved the scepter closer to herself, and then, imitating Shi Yan, tried to establish an aura connection with the scepter and closed her eyes.
When a person closes his eyelids, what he sees is not pure black, but a foggy dark gray.
Then the dark color began to move, and the thick fog dispersed before his eyes, and a picture began to unfold before his eyes like an ink painting.
Ding Can was shocked, so he calmed down and observed the scene that was about to become clear.
It was a huge, almost circular room, with walls on all four sides made up of several cold machines, emitting alternating blue and red light.
The machine looked to be at least the size of a van's cabin, but there was no sound while the engine was running.
As the light flashes continuously and the data stream is transmitted, a smooth curve is formed in the air.
There is no physical data cable used as a transmission medium. Those characters, like the human gene sequence, are connected to each other in specific shapes and seem to know where to go naturally.
They naturally overlapped into one in mid-air. Some characters of different sequences inevitably intersected in the air, and characters of different groups simply intersected without affecting each other.
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