The Miracle, the world's leading ocean-going icebreaker, sailed around the world in 1975 and is one of the few private ships in the world to have reached the North Pole, with the exception of a few undisclosed military monsters.

Cold room, the largest storage compartment on the Miracle. Located at the lowest level of the Miracle, it houses nearly 97 percent of the ship's cargo. Usually this place is taken care of by the old sailor Roccani, but what is surprising is that this old-fashioned old man, who is usually strict and upright, is now asleep and falls to the ground.

"Ymir, are the dragon's 'eggs' sure here?" In the darkness, a deep male voice slowly came from a corner of the freezer, young, but with an iceberg-like texture.

"Yes, my system detected strong biological fluctuations here." A calm voice also came from a dark corner, but it was obviously a little more hoarse than it had just been.

"Are you sure?" Under the light, the boy's body was as straight as a benchmark. He stood silently in front of an empty cabin, the dim light shining on him, barely able to see his face.

Slightly long black hair, a face with extremely clear lines. He carried an all-black antique suitcase in his hand and a long box wrapped in black cloth on his shoulder. It looks like a Chinese, but the accent is standard American.

"There's a 70 percent chance, but there's no way for sure." The voice continued, but from the boy's headset.

"Not sure?" The boy was a little puzzled, and then asked, "Because of what?"

"The uncontrollable factors of the program," Ymir said. "Professor Yurak Northman's proposal is very good, and in terms of teaching, he does the best."

"But in my execution process, his plan was not approved. In short, I came up with a more perfect solution than he did. ”

The boy was silent for a moment and asked. "What are the uncontrollable factors of the solution?"

"The hatching of dragon 'eggs' and the intervention of third-party personnel." Ymir's voice came calmly, but it fell to the boy's ears as if it were coming from an ice cellar.

"The hatching of dragon eggs?" The boy frowned, a look of surprise welling up on his iceberg-like cold face, "Didn't Professor Norsman say that it will wake up in 2027?" Why was it brought forward?"

"The dormancy period of eggs is generally only 43 years, and Professor Northman is the head of the executive department, and he does not know much about the history of 'eggs', so it is inevitable that there will be errors in the calculation." Ymir said.

The boy was silent. He suddenly understood why the headmaster had told him to improvise when he boarded the plane. Spread out. On such an unreliable person in charge, if you don't improvise, you can only wait to be a snack for the hatching dragon.

"Professor Norsman, how long will it take for them to arrive?" The boy had no choice but to support his forehead and changed the topic.

"It's expected to take another half an hour." Yumir replied, "Although the Miracle is a private ship, its predecessor was a military warship developed by the Russian military, so compared to ordinary research ships, its speed is obviously much faster." ”

"Half an hour?" The boy nodded.

He didn't care so much about this, because he had always been used to performing tasks alone, so whether the academy sent someone over or not was actually not very important to him.

"Is there any notice from the academy?" The boy asked, glancing at the blue night outside the bulkhead.

"No notice yet." Ymir said, "But your mentor, Professor Harris Angela, sent you a letter three hours ago, and since it was during the mission, I blocked it. ”

"Aunt Xi?" The boy's face was slightly surprised. In my memory, women rarely wrote to him, because she felt that her students had the ability to do everything well and complete every task assigned by the academy, so she was at ease and put her heart in her stomach to run around the world.

The boy turned on the monitor, and the letter was written in Chinese.

My dear student Lin Sheng,

It's great to hear that you're out on a mission again. As your mentor, I am always proud of you.

I really hope that at this moment I can be by your side, hold your hand, and go to fight side by side with you, and see how majestic and handsome my students really are.

But I can't, there's always someone in this world who has to be busy. I never thought I would be such a great person, and I never thought about how much I could achieve. I just wish I could do more for you when I was younger. I think you'll understand me in the future.

I'm sorry I didn't teach you more in the limited time, but I'm sure you'll be a smart kid and you can figure out a lot of things on your own.

Your parents have entrusted you to me, and I feel guilty that I have not been able to do my duty to you. Professor Northman is a very capable man, and he will guide you through this mission, and I hope you will follow his guidance and return safely.

I'm proud of you.

Your Mentor (and Stepmom)

Syndinia

The boy read the letter silently and did not speak for a long time.

Guilty? Maybe.

Every time I met her, she was busy, either doing academic research or publishing papers.

When he was a child, he always wondered why other people's children would always be picked up by their parents when they went to school, but he would always walk home alone. When he walked alone on the street, his classmates were always used to pulling a few meters away from him. He doesn't think of himself as someone who likes to pay attention to other people's thoughts, but he can feel that his classmates don't like him as a "wild child".

While other people's children are all happily playing in the playground with their parents, he can only stay at home alone. Sometimes other children envy him for having a beautiful and intelligent "mother", and envy him for living in a villa bigger than the square. But who knows that in this kind of life that they envy, Lin Sheng can only see his "mother" once or twice a year, 365 days a year.

Hate her? Maybe.

But what can I hate her? Hate her for ruthlessly abandoning her own mess around the world? Hate that she can't pick her up like other parents when she gets out of school?

Forget it, he's not stupid. He was adopted by a woman when he was three years old, and she was able to patiently watch his report card every semester for the sake of himself who never married, even if he was busy until late.

What else could he hate her?

"She's been watching you." Yumir's voice was soft, "She doesn't have much time, but she's done her best to be a good mother." She will look at your transcript every semester, and even though she can't teach you more, she cares about you at all times. As a mother, she was great, but also incompetent. It may be because she stands at a different height than others that the love she gives you will be different from others. But don't hesitate, Lin Sheng, your mother will always love you. ”

"Lin Sheng, your mother, she will always love you...... Lin Sheng, your mother...... Love you forever...... Lin Sheng, mother...... Love you forever......"

The voice seemed to float far away, so far away that he still couldn't reach it until he grew up.

In those countless dark and lonely nights, the little figure was frozen forever. That feeling of loneliness and helplessness will never go away

"I see." Lin Sheng replied hoarsely. It was as if something had suddenly cracked open in his heart, sour, and a lot of choking liquid was coming out of it.

Loneliness drives people to grow up, and the "wild child" of the year is no longer the original "wild child".

"Say thank you to her for me." Lin Sheng turned his head and silently put away the monitor.

"I'll tell you." Ymir said.

"So let's get started."

"Good luck, boy ......"

Ymir's voice dissipated into the darkness, along with the straight figure of the boy......

Out of the captain's cabin, the captain stumbled over the Miracle's cabin. The cold wind whistled outside the cabin, and the bow of the ship made a piercing "click" as it crashed through the ice.

For the captain, being able to blow the sea breeze on the deck every night and enjoy the sea view is not too bad for this boring sea life. Of course, this is purely his self-consolation.

"Hum ......" strolling down the cabin corridor, the captain leisurely hummed a popular German song from the 80s. Although the voice was too rough to compliment, at least one could hear that he was roaring a song, not a pig-killing scream.

"La~la~la......" Suddenly, an elegant female voice seemed to come from the end of the aisle, and the voice was full of gentleness, like a drizzle in the night, slowly diluting the captain's screams.

"Hey, which beautiful lady is playing here?" The captain sobered up a little, and he stopped and looked around in surprise.

But the voice in the aisle was very quiet, and the woman did not give him any answer, like a girl performing on the stage, immersed in the court dance.

"Hello, ma'am." The captain shouted loudly. He tried to walk towards the end of the hallway, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

No, it's not like you haven't seen anything. Actually, he saw it. Yes, he saw it. A pitch-black silhouette, a woman's silhouette!

In the dark, the woman wore a long black court dress, bathed in shadows, and her head was tied with a European-style haircut, a bit like a Gothic rose outfit, and her face could not be seen clearly, but she should be a complete beauty.

"Hey, ma'am." The captain was a little pleased. He excitedly straightened his waist, stepped forward excitedly, and gave her a very gentlemanly greeting salute.

It's just that the woman is still singing selflessly, and she doesn't pay any attention to his etiquette. Her singing voice is very peculiar, not composed of any one language, in the captain's mind, it is just a simple pronunciation, simple, but penetrating, like Mozart's lullaby, which can soothe the soul.

"Ahem!" The captain's face was a little embarrassed, he had always maintained the highest gentlemanly demeanor towards women. But his demeanor didn't work tonight, which made the captain, who had always loved face, a little uncomfortable.

"Hey!" He was a little anxious, and rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and pull her down. But suddenly, the woman's voice stopped abruptly, which startled him.

"Ouch!" He took a step backwards with his heart in his hands, his heart pounding as fast as a train. He wanted to scold, but he didn't.

Suddenly, the woman ran like a frightened rabbit like a frightened rabbit, as if frightened by his sudden interruption.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The captain was dumbfounded, and he tried to stop her, but the woman's figure had disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, which made him completely overwhelmed for a moment.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses, and stood there with an embarrassed face, his outstretched hand still in the air.

"What's going on?" He withdrew his hand and scratched his head, his mind full of doubts. After thinking about it for a while, he finally patted his ass and reluctantly chased after him.

(End of chapter)