When Chen Yang was in Las Vegas, he didn't spend the whole day in the micro-world. He left the micro-world in the afternoon, while it was only a little past six in the real world. Although there isn't as much time difference between Alaska and mainland China as there is between mainland China and Beijing, there is still a difference.
He took out his phone and sent a few messages to China, patted the head of the European Emperor, and led him out of the room to the villa's hall.
The European monster ran off on its own, and Chen Yang didn't go with it. Instead, he turned on the TV in the living room and watched some shows. Some late-night shows in the US are quite interesting, although some of them are rather explicit, something that would be impossible in China.
"Chen, can't you sleep?" Dunli, wearing pajamas, came over with a wine glass and an ice bucket.
"I was a little excited, so I came out for a walk," Chen Yang said with a smile.
He pulled a bottle of wine from the ice bucket and poured a glass for Chen Yang.
"Try it, it's from Château Lafite Rothschild. Judging from your expression, you don't seem excited at all."
Chen Yang smiled slightly and simply sipped his wine quietly.
"You really like your dog, you even brought it with you when you went out."
"Yes," Chen Yang replied.
Less than an hour later, Chen Yang and Dunli boarded the plane, and Chen Yang put on the wingsuit that Dunli's son had put on.
"It will take about six hours. If you get hungry, I suggest you endure it. You can bring your food with you and eat it when you land, provided that it is still intact when you land."
“I will accept your not-so-auspicious but auspicious words. I will go there completely and come back,” Chen Yang said.
Dunli laughed heartily, then put on some old-fashioned goggles and sat in the cockpit of the plane, while Chen Yang sat in the back seat.
The propellers began to slide rapidly, and the plane started to taxi on the runway. Dunley's operation was very skillful and professional, and seeing this, Chen Yang felt a little more at ease.
The plane took off smoothly and flew north.
Chen Yang was in Antarctica just a few days ago, and now he's about to head to the North Pole. However, he had already entered the Arctic Circle while in Alaska.
In Antarctica, he couldn't see the daytime, but in the Arctic, he couldn't see the nighttime. The North Pole is now in a state of complete polar day, so he can safely carry out wingsuit flying, at least without flying in the dark.
Looking down from the plane, he saw endless stretches of floating ice, some large enough to hold the people of an entire city.
However, apart from the occasional base animal that was moving around, Chen Yang couldn't see anything else.
This is only possible because he has the Eagle Eyes; otherwise, he would only be able to see dots.
He had seen a photo before, a polar bear standing alone on a small ice floe, helpless and isolated. Chen Yang didn't know if it was a composite or a real photograph, but the photo had indeed touched him deeply at the time.
"How is it? The scenery in the Arctic is quite nice, isn't it?" Dunley said from the front seat.
His flying skills were indeed excellent. He easily handled several turbulence encounters along the way and even joked with Chen Yang. Although Chen Yang wasn't nervous, he had to admit that Dunli's current success was largely due to his personal charm. He was naturally someone people enjoyed being around and would want to do business with.
"Mr. Dunley, do you come to the Arctic often?"
“Chen, what you’re saying is incorrect. I live in the Arctic, and I know what you’re trying to ask. I don’t often pass through the poles, and applying for flight routes is quite troublesome, but I have indeed flown there a few times.”
"Okay, just drop me off when you're almost there, and come pick me up in two hours."
"No problem, Chen. Don't let me down. I look forward to seeing the first person to land at the North Pole in a wingsuit flight."
"rest assured."
Dunli's return to retrieve Chen Yang also carries a certain risk. He needs to fly at low altitude and drop a retrieval rope. Although Chen Yang said the rope could be longer so he could grab it, Dunli's rope is only 100 meters long. Any longer and it will be inconvenient to drop.
Low-altitude flight is greatly affected by air currents, which increases the risk.
However, compared to the risks Chen Yang faced, this was nothing. Dunli is an extreme sports enthusiast, and he wouldn't bother with anything without risk.
"We're almost there. You can still back out now. Of course, if you do regret it, I won't refund the money I took from you, and Professor Weng will have to repay the favor he owes."
"Let's prepare to deploy it," Chen Yang said directly.
"Haha, okay, I hope you're a lucky man."
Chen Yang looked down and saw not only a vast expanse of glaciers, but also two icebreakers and some people, who had also noticed the plane.
“Mr. Dunley, please forgive me for making this decision without consulting you,” Chen Yang suddenly said.
Dunli was taken aback: "What is it?"
"I'm not the only one who's going to be airdropped."
Dunli's expression changed, then he let out a long sigh. "What, you're going to take me with you?"
Chen Yang was also taken aback for a moment, then realized that Dunli had misunderstood.
"No, don't worry, I don't intend to die with you, I have no ill intentions towards you."
"So what do you mean?"
“I mean, my dog too,” Chen Yang said with a smile.
Suddenly, the European Emperor emerged from behind another seat; it had been hiding there all along.
Dunley was startled and almost lost control of the plane.
"My God, how did it get up here?"
"It sneaked up here after you finished your inspection," Chen Yang said. "Hurry up and airdrop us down, don't hesitate."
"No, do you want to kill it?"
"If you don't vote, I'll dismantle the plane."
Chen Yang had anticipated Dunli's reaction, and immediately punched a metal plate next to him, creating a dent.
Dunley's eyes widened. This was an alloy plate! Although it was just a relatively insignificant part of the aircraft and not very thick, it was still metal, not mud!
"Have you heard of Chinese Kung Fu? Don't doubt it, I really can dismantle your plane. Now, let's launch us out."
The European Emperor ran into Chen Yang's arms. When Chen Yang threatened Dunli, it bared its teeth at Dunli.
“You’re a madman, a complete madman!” Dunley shouted, his voice trembling.
"Say what you will, hurry up and throw it, there's no time, we're almost past the North Pole. Don't worry, I signed an agreement, you're not responsible if it dies, it's the same whether there are multiple dogs or not."
Chen Yang reached behind him and a throwing knife was pressed against Dunli's neck.
“Okay, I’ll throw it. Take this thing away,” Dunley said.
Chen Yang smiled as he watched Dunli press the eject button on the back seat.
“Mr. Dunley, if I’m not dead, I’ll have to trouble you to come and get me. It’ll be very difficult for me to find a boat if you don’t come. I mean no harm, I just know you won’t allow me to fly in a dogsuit. And…”
Before he could even utter the words, Chen Yang flew away.
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