This time, Hai Ge didn't force him to succeed and must give an answer, he rolled his eyes and thought about it, and gradually revealed a strange look, and actually laughed.

He laughed loudly, as if to vent his emotions, and after laughing, he said to Success, "Weddle, you are finally willing to show your head through the connection with the success robot!" I'm halfway through the Shadow Journey, and the final one isn't in your design, so you'll have to guess at what I'm trying to do. Then I'll tell you plainly, you guessed it, I'm going to find the enemies and find their location so that I can kill them in the future before I can save the earth. But I don't want to guess you, I just want you to answer cheerfully, will you stop me, or will you let me go on? ”

Success looked dumbfounded, I wonder if it could be seen as Wedel in a daze. He remained silent, and I don't know how long it took for a line of coordinates to appear on the computer screen: 66°33' 38" N, and the coordinates were marked with three words after the numbers: Arctic State.

"Wedel, the man who didn't stop me from finding the wolf's den in the Illusion, he acquiesced to the hologram that succeeded in joining!" Hai Ge perked up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Although he had a tough attitude just now and put on a posture of arguing with Wedel, in fact, he was really worried that Wedel's opposition to success would make his hopes disappointed.

……

The dark night sky looked thick and heavy, as if it could collapse at any moment, crushing the snow on the ground. In the southern sky, about 100 kilometers above the ground, colorful aurora borealis faintly floated. The light was sometimes intense and sometimes dim, changing as fast as a wind blowing a light veil falling from behind the sky, and rendering the snowflakes in the air into beautiful colored ice crystals.

The Northern Lights, which have been a source of beauty in the night sky since ancient times, are no longer the only light that can dispel the darkness here. Compared to the flames that pierced the sky from time to time, they were too weak to attract people's attention.

When a new round of fighting began, the white smoke from the shells turned blue in the firelight, like ghosts emerging from hell on the ground, forming and sticking out their bloody fangs in the blink of an eye.

After the shell fragments fell on the snowfield, they hit deep pits one after another, and the sound of "clacking" was like a groan of pain from a wounded earth.

The firepower of both warring sides was not weak, and the successive explosions emitted dazzling electric light, weaving a web of light in the Arctic sky that could envelop most of the sky. But as soon as the biting cold wind blew, the light net immediately shattered, and the scattered points of light were extinguished after a brief burst, as if someone had poured a cloud of black ink on that piece of light. But the black ink was soon drained by the newly rising flames, and the two went back and forth, playing a game of domination in the cold space.

Unlike the gentle aurora borealis, the light of the cannonball represents the flames of war, and the Arctic continent has now been reduced to a paradise of death, as mentioned by Success. Bloody death scenes can be seen everywhere, mutilated corpses frozen in ice, retaining the hideous horror of desperate struggle when they died, more terrible than ghosts.

Hai Ge had no trouble looking at the panorama and could easily tell the two warring sides and where their camps were located.

On the 8 million square kilometre Arctic continent, Greenland's steep snow-capped peaks stand out. However, the glory that Santa Claus brought to it had long since been burned out, and although it was still standing, the remains of a hill that had been slashed off suggest that it was already dying.

The scenes of war gripped Haige's mind like iron pincers, and he wanted to scream and run away from the picture. Even when he got into the core of the sun where a helium flash was happening, he wasn't so frightened.

But he held on strongly, pointing his finger on the picture, moving the incomparably real living map little by little, looking for the goal that he had already set in his heart.

Is it there? His hand stopped in a small white area, hesitated for a moment to widen the picture, and waited two seconds for it to become clear.

To the north of Greenland, near the Arctic Ocean, is an open plain with tens of thousands of settlements, large and small.

There are many buildings in the settlement, all of which look luxurious and magnificent, like well-designed villas.

The building has a unique style, with a semicircular roof in the style of a Romanesque church and a cylindrical body like a yurt.

"Don't ask, those are ice castles made of special materials!" Haige said in disgust.

What makes these buildings unique is not their image, but the materials from which they are constructed. The bricks on which they were built could be faintly seen, each at least half a meter long, all clean milky white, looking like crystal vessels filled with milk.

Hai Ge pondered for a while, and finally saw the clue - the bricks and tiles of the wall were hollow, indeed filled with a certain liquid, and the degree of solidification of the liquid in the wall bricks of different houses was not the same, some were no longer flowing, some were still floating slightly, and some were actually boiling, so that the surface of the outer wall of the building was covered with a layer of fine water droplets.

"This kind of building material is really unprecedented!" Hai Ge exclaimed, "I think the trick to controlling the indoor temperature lies in the liquid in the wall tiles!" ”

"Yes sir," Cheng Cheng replied, "every ice castle is equipped with a set of thermostats in the basement, which is a key part of ensuring that the ice castle can maintain a constant temperature and is not disturbed by any external climatic factors, which is as important as the heart of an organic organism." ”

Hai Ge said again: "Then the liquid in the transparent bricks can be compared to the blood that maintains the vitality of the ice castle. Could that liquid really be milk? ”

Success said: "Of course not! At the end of the 22nd century, humans have begun to realize that plants have a variety of magical uses for the sap and leaf fibers extracted from each part of the plant in addition to photosynthesis to produce oxygen, as well as for people to enjoy or eat. The thermostat of Ice Castle is extracted from the trunk of a rare Brazilian rubber tree, which is both like gum and water, the molecular structure is easy to change, and the molecular density can be flexibly adjusted, which is the best choice as a thermal insulation building material. Not only does it keep warm, but it's also extremely flexible and allows people to change its solid shape. It's a pity that this rubber tree is planted in too small quantities and is not easy to survive. ”

In addition to the milky white wall tiles, the curved roof of the ice castle is also very particular. The semi-circular fortresses emitted a faint golden light in the dark night, and Haige could even see gusts of cold air floating from the rooftops, and the flexible yurt-like cylinders were beautifully decorated. Many homeowners with leisurely elegance hang ornaments of various shapes on the exterior walls, but instead of drawing or patching, they use ingenious mosaics, and shallow indentations can be seen around the decorations.