Gao Qian slowly closed the diary, staring at the darkness in front of him. Is this the result of the unity of the Three Realms? The rise of the Divine Mountain and the power of the gods? Did Sariye deceive him, or did this diary just record a partial record?

The only way to know the answer is to get out of here and go out and see.

Gao Qian cleaned up the unused things in the suitcase, dragged the suitcase and found some scattered blankets and other warm items, and then he returned to the cabin. Jiajia tossed and turned on the bed, as if she was about to wake up.

Gao Qian hesitated, quietly lay down beside Jiajia, and closed his eyes.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, he woke up when he heard Jiajia chirping. She sat up, paused for a moment, and gently touched the face of the high dive with her hand. Gao Qian's eyes were tightly closed, and he decided to wait for Jiajia to get dressed before "waking up".

He heard Jiajia step over him wrapped in fur and walk straight to the side of the hut, Gao Qian opened his eyes and glanced at Jiajia, who was wrapped in white bear skin, and burrowed through the gap in the wall to the other side. Gao Qian sat up in surprise, and then he heard the sound of water flowing into the bucket, Gao Qian suddenly realized, and quickly lay down and closed his eyes.

After a while, Jiajia returned, washed her hands in the bucket by the brazier, and went back to bed. Snuggled up to the diving's side and shoved his cold little hands into the gap between the diving's back and the bed.

Even through the clothes, the high diver can feel the cold of his little hands. Gao Qian rolled over with his eyes closed, and put his little hands into his arms. The small body leaned over and poked the cold tip of his nose into his neck. Gao Qian was so agitated that he inhaled a few hairs into his nose, and a sneeze almost came out. He gritted his teeth and blushed.

Fortunately, after Jiajia warmed up, she got up and put on her clothes, and she was busy by the brazier for a while, and then went to the other side of the gap next door. Gao Qianjiajia also sat up after leaving.

The sky outside was still the same pitch black, and there was no time for day and night, which made people feel depressed. There were a few rabbit meat hot in the grease of the brazier, and Jiajia carried a tin bucket from the other side of the gap, and when she saw that Gao Qian had woken up, she smiled at Gao Qian.

Gao Qian realized that Jiajia might have gone to empty the toilet, and remembered that Jiajia was frozen like ice cubes just now, and it was easy to warm up, so he said, "Jiajia, I'll go, it's too cold outside." ”

Jiajia hesitated.

Gao Qian stood up and took the bucket in her hand, and he glanced at it, and the bucket was filled with pale ice.

"You have to bury it farther away, or you will attract polar bears. Jiajia said as she opened the door at the high dive. Gao Qian paused, walked out, and closed the door.

Temperatures of minus 40 degrees are nothing for a high diver, who neither feels cold nor hungry. It's just that Jiajia is an ordinary person, and she's just a twelve-year-old girl.

The more the high diver learns about this polar region, the heavier his mood becomes. He walked out a kilometer away, stomped a random snow pit, turned the contents of the bucket upside down, and stomped a few more times to bury it. He put down the bucket in his hand and looked around.

The lodge at the research station is located at the northernmost point of the island, with a view of the sea of ice floe on one side and the endless snowfield on the other. The high diver started running from the northernmost point, and after running for about five minutes, he encountered a huge ice crack. The narrowest part of the ice crack is also tens of meters wide, and the widest part is hundreds of meters, and the left and right ends are not endless.

It was pitch black beneath the fissure, and it was hard to see how deep it was.

Gao Qian saw a twisted bright yellow roof on the ice crack section, which was thought to be the wreckage of other research stations. There seemed to be something on the other side of the ice crack, but the wind and snow were too strong, and Gao Qian squinted for a while, then turned and ran along the ice crack to the east, and then to the west.

He found that the ice crack was actually across the entire island, and where it met the sea was a huge steep iceberg, and it seemed that he had to fly over it if he wanted to cross it.

Gao Dive returned to the place where the bucket had been placed, gasping slightly.

According to the diary in the research station, the scientist had estimated that the island would sink by land, but at this moment, it seems that the scientist had miscalculated. The snow and ice in the Arctic melted once, but now it has recovered. However, the island is obviously much smaller than the original area, and although the island has not been completely sunk, it can be regarded as seven or eight times out of ten.

Gao Qian picked up the bucket and stared at the dark water in the distance for a while before slowly walking towards the hut.

When the hut came into view, he saw a man standing in front of the hut window. The man was dressed in aboriginal fur clothes, but the color of the fur was pure black, which was rare in the snowfields. Aborigines are slightly lower in stature than high diving. He seemed to be looking in through the glass in the window.

Gao Qian frowned, quickened his pace, and rushed over.

Running along the island, I saw polar bears, foxes, wolves, and other small animals in high dives, but there was no sign of human activity. So where did this peeping native, come from?

The high dive moved quickly, but silently, just as he approached the peeping native. The native suddenly turned around, the thick fur covering the native's facial features, and Gao Qian didn't see the man's appearance clearly. To his surprise, the native disappeared from his eyes in the blink of an eye. The snow in front of the window was empty, with no footprints and no signs of anyone ever coming.

Gao Qian gasped and wiped his face, was he dazzled or ......

The wind and snow were cold, and the chill ran up the back of the high diver.

Gao Qian returned to the house, Jiajia was boiling water by the brazier, and when he saw him come back, he happily called his big brother to drink water.

With a smile on his face, he emptied the water from the bucket by the brazier and replaced it with a bucket of clean snow before sitting down and taking the metal cup from Jiajia's hand. He took a sip and found the taste of the water unpalatable, but when he saw Jiajia staring at it, he drank the glass of water, and after a few seconds, he rushed out the door and threw it all out.

Jiajia looked at him worriedly: "Big brother, are you sick?" ”

"Jiajia, big brother, doesn't need to eat or drink water now. ”

Jiajia showed a thoughtful expression and nodded.

Gao Qian endured it, but still asked, "Jiajia has you ever seen a person wearing black fur clothes?"

Jiajia's dark eyes blinked, turned away, and shook her head: "No." ”

Gao Qian looked at Jiajia in silence.

Jiajia leaned over a little uneasily, and pressed her little face to his knee: "Big brother......" she called softly.

Gao Qian looked at the slender figure wrapped in fur, remembered the Barbie doll in a princess dress, and sweetly called for his big brother to hug ......

Gao Qian's heart softened, and he gently patted Jiajia's shoulder.

It doesn't matter, he'll figure it out.