The North Pole Sea.

In the darkness of the night, a large crimson ship broke through the broken ice, leaving behind a 20-meter-wide black-blue waterway.

It's already in the polar ice circle, and the temperature has dropped to an unbelievable temperature, and although the sea surface is not completely frozen, fragments of ice floe are all over the sea.

In the face of such an environment, only this kind of behemoth-level icebreaker would dare to continue to advance towards the pole at this time.

The Iverson, part of the United Syndicate, is one of the world's largest icebreakers, with two heavy-water nuclear reactors providing it with almost endless power, and its thick armored bow can easily crush a 6-meter iceberg.

Among the icebreakers in the world, except for a few ships that have not revealed their true identities, only this ship has sailed to the extreme, and the tragedy of hitting the reef will never happen to the Iverson.

What is an iceberg? Wouldn't it be okay to bump into it? The Iverson's crew had always thought this way, which led to the fact that they were not usually hired by other polar cruise lines when they were retired......

These people are also likely to crash into the iceberg in an ordinary cruise ship.

"Hello, Hello, this is the Iverson, we are sailing on the 62° north latitude, can you have a chat with any dear friends nearby?" I expect you to be a great man with a sense of humor. A middle-aged captain with a beard and a bottle of vodka yelled at the ship's radio system, as if he were the host of an evening radio show, "Ha! The last time I met a nobleman who lived in Carlos, the joke was so cold, I didn't react until a week after I went ashore, and suddenly I laughed at the table in the bar, and everyone thought I was a psychopath! ”

The radio was absolutely silent, with even minimal noise.

This is also a matter of course, there may be only ten ships in the world that dare to sail openly in this polar circle, and at the moment other ships are either shrunk in the harbor or scattered in other corners of the ocean, and the most advanced long-wave radio can call hundreds of kilometers.

In other words, they sailed in Jedi that almost no one could reach, and the crew who always ran such a route would suffer from depression if they were not careful, and the best cure for this disease on board was wine.

The captain was just trying his luck with a little drink, and if he happened to be able to call other polar ships, they usually changed their voyage a little and went on a short run, chatting for an hour or two by the way.

"Alas! I can't find anyone to talk to tonight! The middle-aged captain sighed, "Then I'll go to the casino to try my luck, Mr. First Officer, this ship will be handed over to you for the time being!" ”

He stumbled out, completely unaware that the first mate, who had been entrusted with the task, had been lying on the steering wheel for half an hour, drunk and drunk.

The ship's casino is resplendent with the scent of whiskey and fine perfume in the warm breeze, the pretty girl over 180cm tall and on high heels acts as the dealer, and the multilingual waiter graciously advises guests to experience their extensive wine collection and hand-rolled cigars.

Huge wealth has created a world-famous maritime casino in this Jedi of life.

The Iverson was originally intended as a research vessel in the Syndicate's plan, with the strategic goal of human conquest of the polar regions, but this plan was put on hold when the Slytherin Syndicate, the father of Christine Syndicate, came to power.

The huge ship could not be idle, so Slytherin gave it to Christine as a task to train her daughter.

Christine did not disappoint Slytherin either, and she directly put the Iverson into civilian use, transforming it into a luxury gambling ship that cruises the polar seas all year round.

This polar sea area does not belong to any area, and naturally it is not subject to any control, and you can enjoy the polar scenery while gambling at the same time, so even if the ticket is worth a lot of money, the ticket for this [Christmas Trip] is sold out.

The ship has eleven floors, six of which have been converted into luxury cabins, which are now filled with 1,200 local tourists, plus almost 1,000 crew and service staff, and the ship can be described as a small city floating in the polar seas.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you look out of the porthole on the left, you will see a medium-sized iceberg with a height of more than 25 meters, and anyone who knows icebergs will know that only 1/10 of the volume of the iceberg will come to the surface, and the underwater part will take up 9/10. This means that the height of the entire iceberg is almost 250 meters, of which more than 200 meters are below the surface of the sea. The navigator's voice echoed through the hall, "The iceberg is the remains of a giant ice sheet that broke off from the polar ice sheet decades ago and has been floating in the nearby seas, farther north in the summer and closer to the edge of the polar circle in the winter—"

"The crew affectionately calls it 'Angel', but as you can see, after decades of melting, the once huge 'Angel' is left with that 250-high iceberg, and this year may be the last time the angel will accompany us on the ice sea journey, goodbye, Angel, we will miss you."

The wall-like ice cliffs glided against the hull of the ship in a dazzlingly beautiful blue, and the large-billed gulls stood on top of the "angel" and watched the red behemoth pass by, far away from the world.

But few tourists actually go to see the last side of the "angel", and the sexy girls, hot gambling games and alcohol keep their eyes firmly on the gambling table.

The captain sobered up a little, paced to the porthole, looked out, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Like saying goodbye to an old friend?" A very young voice sounded beside him, but it was low and had an inexplicable cold and hard texture.

The captain looked up and was surprised to find a young man in a long black trench coat standing beside him, with short shoulder-length silver hair, a face with extremely clear lines, and a well-dressed suitcase in his hand, with a long black bag hanging from his shoulder.

[It should be an Eastern Hemisphere. 】

The captain had been standing by the porthole for five minutes, not noticing when the boy was approaching him.

"Isn't it? Always sailing in such a lonely sea, we give each iconic iceberg a girl's name, in our hearts, the angel is like a white girl, always waiting for us in this sea, we see her, we don't need to look at the theodolite to know which sea area we sail in. The captain said with a sigh, his cigarette accumulating long soot, "What do you call it?" ”

"Tibetan antelope, white stone Tibetan antelope."

The silver-haired boy was the Tibetan antelope, and he simply said his name.

Now it's 3 months after the battle with Chun Sui, and these 3 months are simply the most comfortable three months in the life of the Tibetan antelope, and they are crooked together with the duck every day.

Until 5 days ago, Jin Yu, who was covered in dust, took Christine to find him......