There are almost no animals in the ice-covered Antarctic; at least, Chen Yang only saw one bird after running for so long. He couldn't even identify its species.
Animals like penguins and seals mostly live near the coastline. If you really venture deep into the mainland and want to see creatures on land, the most likely candidate is humans. Only such amazing creatures as humans can survive here.
Chen Yang led the lucky man on a day-long journey, then found a snow slope and simply dug a snow cave.
After he falls asleep at night, his body will not actively control the light breeze to dispel the cold, so he still needs to take some measures to keep warm.
He dug two layers of the snow cave, with different heights. The higher layer was used for sleeping, while the cold air, heavy and concentrated in the lower layer.
He was quite fast at digging the snow cave. Since snow is also made of water, he could control it a little, at least making the snow layer on the top of the cave denser so that the cave wouldn't collapse when he slept.
He took out a compressed quilt and blanket from his spatial ring. He had bought two sets in advance. The compressed space was small and didn't take up much room. As soon as he took them out, they would automatically inflate. For him, they were more convenient than sleeping bags, and besides, no sleeping bag was as comfortable as a quilt.
He then took out an outdoor gas stove and cookware, as well as pork ribs and seasonings he had bought at the supermarket, and started making himself bone broth.
Drinking bone broth in the Antarctic wilderness is quite an extraordinary privilege.
The lucky one also got two meat bones and a bunch of dog food, and is happily eating them.
After finishing their meal, Chen Yang took out his phone, wrapped it in a blanket, and watched variety shows with Ou Huang.
I'm tired of watching animal documentaries, so I sometimes need to watch something else.
He also took out a box of potato chips and a bottle of cola, eating them while watching.
While he was awake, a gentle breeze dispelled the chill, making him feel warm under the covers.
The European Emperor was still struggling with its fleshy bones, while Chen Yang casually watched for a while before entering the micro-world at eight o'clock.
Li Su'er made him breakfast and a bento box, telling him to take them with him when he went to the Eastern Emirate Grassland.
Chen Yang, carrying Li Su'er's lovingly prepared lunchbox and supplies for the Eastern Chieftain Grassland, crossed the Gate of Four Directions.
And today, the old man and his family are here too.
They harvested a batch of cotton and planned to take some back to camp before summer arrived and the temperature rose, to see if they could finish making a few quilts and see how they turned out.
Making the quilts was naturally not the old man's job; he was only responsible for throwing the cotton into the Four Directions Gate.
"Another 500 catties of cotton should be enough," the old man said.
“Brother Yun, let’s switch places. I’ll go check out the cotton fields, and you can help set up the camp here,” Chen Yang said to Yun Hu.
He has yet to visit the desolate area that the old man explored. He is also very curious about what this area is like.
Yun Hu naturally had no objections and let Chen Yang take the old man with him.
Chen Yang carried Grandpa Yun over on his back. The speed was very fast, and the movement was extremely smooth.
"Hey kid, don't worry about me not being able to handle it. Hurry up, I've even killed a bear before. I'm not that fragile."
Grandpa Yun could tell that Chen Yang was taking care of his health, so he didn't run at full speed, only about 80 miles per hour.
Carrying someone on his back wasn't a burden for Chen Yang; his speed of 80 miles per hour was clearly being slowed down. Hearing what Grandpa Yun said, Chen Yang picked up the pace.
"Chen Yang, have you had any extraordinary encounters recently?" Old Master Yun asked in response.
"You noticed?" Chen Yang said in surprise. This was tantamount to agreeing with the old man's words.
"I can tell you haven't used your full strength yet, and you still have a lot of room to maneuver. You weren't this freakish before," said Grandpa Yun.
"You'll know when you ask Yun Hu," Chen Yang said with a smile.
"You two have really made something of yourselves, keeping it from me together. But you did the right thing, the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it, you should be more discreet."
"I've been keeping a low profile," Chen Yang said.
"How strong are you now?"
"If you and Master Chanshan were combined, I could probably take you down with two punches. Let me put it this way, as long as I protect my head and groin, you can hit the rest of me."
"That's amazing?"
"Yes, it really is that amazing."
"Come on, let me experience it."
Grandpa Yun couldn't wait any longer and made Chen Yang put him down so he could give Chen Yang a good beating.
He didn't hit Chen Yang's head or groin. Chen Yang just stood there and let the old man hit him, and he was completely unharmed.
The old man hit for a while, then stopped when he got tired.
"Your lightness of movement is too abnormal. The force of a punch is blocked and pushed away by the wind, and half of the force is gone. I hit myself and it hurts, but you don't even react. Next time, let Zenshan try it. He can break the end of an iron rod and you won't even blink."
"That iron rod is too brutal."
"You have to be ruthless to ruthless people," said Grandpa Yun.
Master Chanshan's strength goes without saying. If he were to use a solid iron rod, Chen Yang would really have a hard time dealing with it.
The iron rod was too powerful; even a light-footed person couldn't stop it. With Master Chanshan's skill, even a heavy iron rod could be wielded with great skill.
"Giving it a try wouldn't hurt," Chen Yang thought.
No matter how well Master Chanshan wielded his iron rod, at most he could only make Chen Yang feel pain, but it wouldn't really do anything. In this way, Chen Yang could get a lot of training.
"Where are you in real life?" Grandpa Yun asked. He had guessed that Chen Yang hadn't gone out with Li Su'er. He had been grumbling about it earlier, saying that Chen Yang was going on vacation right after his honeymoon and didn't value money.
"In a snow cave in Antarctica," Chen Yang said.
"You're young and in the prime of your life. I went to Antarctica back then, but I don't dare to go now."
"You've been to Antarctica?" Chen Yang asked in surprise.
“Of course, what’s so surprising? I’ve been to many places,” the old man said proudly.
Chen Yang smiled and continued carrying the old man on his back. This time, he was really going full speed. Anyway, he could block the wind resistance and wasn't worried that the old man couldn't handle it.
Just as it got dark, he and the old man arrived at the cotton field.
Now that it was pitch black all around, Chen Yang couldn't easily observe the environment, so he simply exited the micro-world.
In reality, he woke up in a snow cave.
It was still dark outside, but the moonlight was bright and there was no wind.
It's basically pitch black in the Southern Hemisphere right now. Spring has passed, and it's winter in the Southern Hemisphere. Within the Antarctic Circle, it's almost always night. If he were standing at the pole, he wouldn't be able to see daylight. The days are very short now, and if he runs for another day, he probably won't see the sun again; it will be perpetual darkness.
Therefore, polar workers also have a very hard life. They either get too much sun or too little sun, and there is never a normal day.
However, at this moment, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and this white desert was unusually quiet. As Chen Yang ran across the snowfield with Ou Huang, he felt so lonely.
This is not a feeling of loneliness, but a magnificent loneliness.
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