The Russian bears came to take the vegetables.
Ivante did not come, but he did not forget to send a message that the warships of the Hwaseong base really came.
They took away all the Chinese in the Arctic.
After dealing with them for a long time, the Russian bears could speak a few simple Chinese words, but nothing else.
They talked in a jumble, with vivid expressions.
Although Jiang Ning could not understand, he could guess from their body language that the evacuation of the overseas Chinese was probably not very smooth.
But no matter what, they finally left safely.
Jiang Ning smiled, and said nothing more except thank you.
The vegetable trade continued.
Ivante would send a box of cultural relics for each transaction.
At first it was from China, and later there were other countries.
No matter what was sent, Jiang Ning accepted it all, until Mao Xiong sent a mummy.
Jiang Ning couldn't help it and threw the mummy back to Mao Xiong.
A few more neighbors gathered around.
They would stare at Jiang Ning's mansion from time to time, wondering how many supplies there were inside, but because the owner of the mansion had close contacts with Mao Xiong and the dog owners, they had the desire but not the courage.
As more and more neighbors came, more and more people came to exchange vegetables.
No matter who came, they were treated equally, and no one was cheated.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. It was already late spring and early summer, and the temperature in the Arctic was gradually warming up.
There was less wind and snow, and Jiang Ning would take a walk around the front and back yards every day.
The three little ones ate a lot and grew fast. They followed the shoveler and fought with each other in the snow.
Jiang Ning sat in the snow, staring at the igloo not far away and thinking quietly.
The ice layer was getting more and more crooked, to the extent that it could be seen with the naked eye.
The ball for testing balance rolled faster and faster.
The nutrient solution in the hydroponic container was tilting more and more.
In the middle of the night, the body would occasionally shake.
At first, I would be alert to whether there was an earthquake, but later I slowly got used to it.
The squeeze caused by the movement of the earth's crust is still very different from an earthquake, and the feeling will be much milder.
But Jiang Ning knew very well that the land was constantly rising.
Where there is rising, there will be sinking.
The survivors of the Arctic interior migration can no longer break through the ice to catch crocodiles.
The heart that had been gradually calming down began to beat lively again.
Jiang Ning would come out to take pictures almost every day, and would clean up the snow around the igloo before taking pictures.
Looking at the containers that were tilting more and more to one side, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.
Waiting is tormenting. Even if the body has adapted to the cold of the Arctic, the heart is getting more and more restless.
Doudou is the same. Sometimes he stands on the snow hill, staring into the distance for a long time and can't come back to his senses.
The temperature continues to rise, the wind and snow stop, and the rare sunshine comes out.
Ivante, who hasn't been here for a long time, came here again on a snowmobile.
He came here to exchange vegetables, and there were several boxes tied to the back seat.
"Jiang, this is the last artifact left in the joint base. It was almost used as a fire starter."
The words were scribbled, some were on paper, some were on parchment. He couldn't recognize which country's culture they were from, so he threw them in the corner.
After so many years of exchanges, these boxes were not a big deal, so he just gave them all to Jiang Ning.
Who knew that Jiang Ning was not happy, "Ivante, why do you send all the garbage to me?" Ivante
laughed, "How about I take it back?"
Jiang Ning was a little disgusted, "Move it in, those wooden boxes are good, they can be chopped up and used as firewood, it will be more fuel-consuming if you take it back."
Since the successful evacuation of overseas Chinese, the Russians have completely put aside their suspicions, and the exchanges between the two sides have become more friendly.
Moreover, I have to admit that the Russians are quite generous. As long as they have what they need, they will not be short of weight when exchanging supplies, and sometimes they will even give more.
Vodka was obviously their favorite, and they had given Jiang Ning several bottles.
The fragrant crocodile egg fried rice was served.
"Jiang, what's the good day today?" Ivante was surprised and said, "No merit, no reward, just tell me if you have something to ask."
Jiang Ning smiled, "Eat, I really have something to ask."
After dating for half a year, Ivante still understood her, "You go first."
"It's not a big deal, I just want to find out the current situation in the Arctic."
A person who didn't even let him in the door, now actually gave him egg fried rice, Ivante was afraid that she would dig a trap for him.
Jiang Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and got straight to the point: "Are there many people coming to the Arctic now?"
"Until last month, there were boats coming here continuously, but this month there are almost none."
Ivante didn't find it strange, "Many people have no experience in surviving at sea, and the number of survivors will decrease after sinking on land for so long."
This is a sad topic. The ten-year natural disaster is like a dream, a long nightmare from which one cannot wake up.
No one even knows whether the natural disaster will end.
Jiang Ning looked at him, "I think you have lost weight. Have you not eaten enough during this period?"
Yes, he really didn't eat enough.
There are more than 400 people in the base, and a lot of food is consumed every day.
The environment in the Arctic is harsh, and it is impossible to grow crops. However, there are two or three thousand survivors, so they can only reach out to animals. Due to
continuous excessive hunting, the number of crocodiles and seals has decreased sharply.
The hunting team brought back fewer and fewer prey, so Ivante naturally had less to eat.
Jiang Ning followed his words and said, "Summer is here, and the ice and snow outside will melt. Then the prey will be more abundant." Ivante
didn't think so, "Jiang, the temperature rises, the ice and snow outside will melt, and the survivors will only move inland.
No matter how abundant the prey is, it can't keep up with the speed of being hunted. I'm afraid that the Arctic will be even more dangerous by then."
There are several hundred people in the base, at least no one dares to make any plans, but Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen should be careful.
Ivante had survived the natural disaster for ten years and had seen all kinds of bloody scenes. He kindly reminded them, "You should pay attention to safety."
After eating the fried rice with eggs, the snowmobile roared away with the exchanged vegetables.
The two of them carried the box into the box, which was full of ancient literature and documents.
Jiang Ning could not understand the specific text, but it was certain that they were Chinese cultural relics, and at least more than a thousand years old.
Huo Yi flipped through a few volumes and said seriously, "These may be from ancient Xixia."
In addition to the precious literature and documents, there were also several exquisite thangkas and Buddha statues, which were mottled with thousands of years of wind and frost.
They were all stolen by foreign countries a long time ago. As for how they went around and finally ended up at the joint base, it was unknown.
Looking at the boxes of cultural relics in front of him, Jiang Ning was stunned. The civilization was still there, but the homeland was gone.
After all, ten years had passed, and the mood quickly adjusted.
Jiang Ning pondered what Ivante said, "Is it true that there are not enough survivors at sea, so they didn't drift to the Arctic?"
Huo Yishen didn't quite agree, "Maybe there is a reason in this regard, but the survivors can survive three months at sea, and most of them can survive a year." Those
who have no skills and wisdom would have died at the beginning.
Which survivor has no experience?
Without food, they will find ways to catch it from the ocean.
Huo Yishen flipped through the photos she took and vaguely guessed, "Is it possible that land has been generated in other places, so there are fewer survivors in the Arctic?"