On his third day in Alaska, Zheng Jing drove out of Anchorage.

I searched the snow-capped mountains around Angelage, but I didn't find any trace of the treasure.

Now that the search is complete, Zheng Jing decides to look elsewhere.

Come to the outskirts of Angreich, surrounded by rolling mountains.

The location of Angelech is good, except for the Chugachi iceberg, there are only ordinary mountains around.

Because of the geographical environment, Angelage's access to the outside world is an ordinary road.

Alaska has very few people, just over 700,000 people, not as many as a county in the country.

Because of the sparse population, vehicles on the road are not very common.

Private cars are rarely seen, except for large trucks carrying supplies.

Because of the lack of cars, Zheng Jing drove fast on the road.

After an hour of driving, Zheng Jing came to the Knik River Bridge.

The Knik River is an unincorporated area of the Borough of Matanuska-Susitna, Alaska.

The river is a very ordinary river, and although it is July, you can still see patches of floating ice on the surface of the river.

Passing through the bridge, Zheng Jing saw a gathering place of humans appear in front of him.

It's a very small town, look at the street signs, the name of this town should be called the Borough of Susitna.

There are very few people living in this town, not yet a thousand.

That's right, the exact number should be in the early eighties.

There is no way, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and there is a lot of land.

The town is small, but it has a lot to offer.

Seeing the gas station on the side of the road, Zheng Jing drove the car over.

I forgot to refuel when I was in Anchorage just now, and I just happened to see the plus.

While refueling the car, Zheng Jing looked left and right and found that there was a fast food restaurant on the left side of the gas station and a small supermarket on the right.

Zheng Jing didn't buy anything, filled up the car and left.

Leaving the town, Zheng Jing opened the map and looked at the direction.

Now that he's out of Angrech, it's up to him to decide whether he's going to Butte or Vasila.

Butte is an ordinary town, closest to his current location, and Vasila is a bit far away.

Zheng Jing decided to go to Butte first.

To the east of Butte there is a high mountain covered with snow all year round.

From the map, this snow-capped mountain is part of the Chugach Mountains.

It is also the outskirts of the Chugach Mountains.

Look here and see if you can find it.

Deciding where to go, Zheng Jing turned around and headed towards the road on the right.

Butte is a bit better, but the population is not very large, only more than 3,000 people.

A dozen minutes later, Zheng Jing had already seen the town at the end of the road.

The town is small and most of the houses are wooden.

Alaska is rich in natural resources, and with a small population, it is impossible to use up the resources.

Therefore, the most common building here is a wooden house.

Because the place he was going to was the snow-capped mountain on the east side of the town, Zheng Jing chose to enter from another road in order not to let people know.

The town was built not far from the mountains, and soon Zheng Jing came to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

Good guys, is this going to be risky?

As soon as he stopped the car and didn't stand firmly, Zheng Jing saw several cars driving behind him.

He thought he was here to take an adventure, but who knew it was actually a group of people who came here to shoot videos.

Ignoring them, Zheng Jing opened the map and walked towards the snowy mountain.

In the past few days, he has climbed several snow-capped mountains, all of which he has conquered.

This one is certainly no exception.

Under the gaze of a group of people, Zheng Jing came to a place that was not very steep and walked up.

The main peak of this mountain range is not very high, and it takes only a few minutes to walk halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, Zheng Jing glanced at the map.

After seeing that there was no point of light represented by the treasure on the system map, Zheng Jing thought about it and walked to the other side.

Since there is no one here, Zheng Jing does not have to waste time climbing to the top of the mountain.

Haven't looked anywhere else yet.

I don't know why, but the closer you are to yourself, the smaller the range you get.

The farther away you display, the larger the range you display.

For example, right now, only a 100-meter radius can be displayed.

As long as the treasure is within this hundred meters, it can be displayed.

If not, it's not here.

Some of the people in the group who were sorting out the equipment at the bottom of the mountain looked at Zheng Jing curiously.

Seeing Zheng Jing walking halfway up the mountain to the other side, he said curiously:

"Look at that man, what does he do?"

"I don't know, I should be here to play, leave him alone, put the backpack on your back, we're going up."

Coming to the other side, Zheng Jing stood on a high place, and could clearly see far away.

On the map, with Zheng Jing's gaze, the range of display has also increased a lot.

Seeing that there was no treasure in the red point of light, Zheng Jing sighed, looked at the scenery for a while, and then walked down.

The treasure wasn't here, he was going to look elsewhere.

There is a good saying that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, but it is not that difficult for him.

Coming down from the mountain, Zheng Jing curiously glanced at the group of people who were walking on the mountain.

Seeing the backs of their big bags and small bags, Zheng Jing drove in the direction of the right.

There aren't many tall peaks here, and you should be able to detect them in an hour or two.

After driving for two minutes, Zheng Jing came to a mountain that was shorter than the peak just now.

The mountain looks like an eagle with outstretched wings about to take off.

Coming down from the mountain, I looked at the map as usual.

Seeing that there was no treasure nearby, Zheng Jing went up with his climbing tools.

Climbing the mountain, Zheng Jing depends on the situation, some mountains are said to be mountains, but in fact they are higher mounds.

This kind of environment is very good, people can walk up, not as steep as now, and can only go up with the help of tools.

Halfway up the mountain, Zheng Jing saw that there was a relatively flat place here.

Zheng Jing turned the tool and stood on it, then opened the map to see the environment he was in.

One thing to say, the surroundings are really nice, with endless, rolling mountains, in the mountains, mixed with snow, which look like a giant dragon ready to take off.

After resting on the platform for a while, Zheng Jing continued to climb up.

Soon came to the top of the mountain.

Because the mountain peak is not very high, Zheng Jing can't see very far.

But it was enough for him to search for treasure.

Opening the map and seeing that there was still nothing he was expecting on it, Zheng Jing sat on the top of the mountain and quietly looked at the sun hanging in the sky.

Since coming to Alaska, except for the first day, Zheng Jing has not had a good rest.

The view is nice and it is a good place to rest.

As a treasure hunter, this was the first time he had seen such a view.

After staying at the top of the mountain for a while, Zheng Jing came down.

This time it took a lot of time, and it took almost ten minutes to get down.

Back in the car, Zheng Jing rubbed his hands, drank a sip of water and started the car and left here.

After all the exploration was done here, Zheng Jing decided to go to another place.

Palmer is very close to Butte, just across a river.

In the ranking of Alaska cities, Palmer is in tenth place.

Although it is the tenth largest city, it has a population of just over 5,000 people.

Driving on Palmer's spacious road, Zheng Jing looked curiously at everything on both sides of the road.

As a city, the construction here is made of cement and steel, and there are very few wooden houses.

This was not his destination, his destination was another place, and that place was called Fishhawk.

Fishhawk is an unincorporated town, and the thousands of people who live here live on the nearby Talketna vein.

More than half an hour later, Zheng Jing came to Fishhawk.

After resting for half an hour at Fishhawk, Zheng Jing came to the entrance to Hatcher Mountain, a place called the Valley of Willow Creek.

Coming to the valley, Zheng Jing saw that there were many vehicles here.

Seeing so many people gathered in front, Zheng Jing stopped the car and walked over curiously.

When I came to the crowd, I realized that the entrance to Hatcher Mountain was not allowed to enter.

After listening for a while, Zheng Jing knew the reason, it turned out that every year from September to July of the following year, the entrance would be closed to prevent people from entering the Talketna Mountains.

Because what, because it is very dangerous in the mountains in winter, outsiders are not allowed to enter.

I heard that even the work in the gold mines was stopped.

You know, the Willow Creek mine produces tens of thousands of ounces of gold from this area every year.

This is closed, but it is really worthy of a "free" American.

Looking at the snow-covered mountains in the distance, Zheng Jing thought of a way.

How do you get in?

Seeing that everyone else was leaving, Zheng Jing looked at the managers and came up with a solution.

Soon, all the people around him were gone, and only him and the management were left.

The manager was an obese man in thick clothes.

Seeing that Zheng Jing did not leave, the man was very curious.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zheng Jing take out two beautiful knives from his pocket.

The manager looked at the knife in his hand, and then looked at him suspiciously.

The managers were puzzled by what Zheng Jing was going to do.

Zheng Jing came to the side of the manager and said his intention.

Hearing that Zheng Jing was going to go in for a walk and shoot a video, the manager said righteously:

"No, it's already snowing in the mountains now, except for the ski resort, the rest of the place is undeveloped, and there are large carnivores in it, if you go in, you can pay more."

Grass!

Good guys, add money to the layman.

Since the money can be added, Zheng Jing took out another one from his pocket.

Receiving the money, a smile appeared on the manager's face.

"Have a nice time inside, sir."

With that, the entrance opened.

Seeing the entrance open, Zheng Jing returned to the car, started the car and drove in.

There is a winding road from the valley of Willow Creek to the entrance to Mount Hatchell, and this asphalt road is long, about 40 miles.

The road to the entrance to the mountain range is narrow and can only be used by cars.

Coming to the entrance to the entrance of Hatchell, Zheng Jing found that the entire Talketna Mountains had been covered with snow.

Good guys, it's only July, and it's already snowing so thickly.

Seeing the empty entrance, Zheng Jing drove in.

At the entrance, Zheng Jing saw a lot of shops.

The shops are closed, presumably due to the weather.

Zheng Jing opened the map and looked at it, and decided to get out of the car.

If you don't get out of the car, you can't drive forward.

Further on, there was a thick layer of snow, and he had to walk in.

From the map, the Talketna Mountains were so large that if he walked in, he didn't know how long it would take him to walk through.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jing looked around and found a pair of skis left here.

It's easy to do with this thing.

Before coming to the snow, Zheng Jing put on a ski, then stepped on the snow, and stroked hard, and rowed out in an instant.

Good guys, that's really fast.

It should be the reason for the proximity to the ski resort, there are no trees around.

But the further he went, the more trees Zheng Jing saw.

For safety, Zheng Jing's skiing speed was also a little slower.

No, no, if he hits the tree, he'll just gag.

Zheng Jing was skiing while looking at the map.

With such a fast speed, if there is a treasure, you can't miss it.

It's a pity that after looking at it for so long, the treasure is not seen.

Zheng Jing took a look at the surrounding terrain and decided to go to a nearby hillside.

It is a steep hill covered with a thick layer of snow.

Coming to the hillside, Zheng Jing took a look and found that the opposite side was also a hillside.

Seeing the scenery on the opposite side, Zheng Jing glanced at the map, and then paddled down the hillside.

"Bang!"

it!

Zheng Jing, who was gliding through the mountains, suddenly heard a burst of gunfire from the forest on the right.

Hearing this gunshot, a long-pole shotgun appeared in Zheng Jing's mind.

This is the sound of a shotgun.

Could it be that there are still people living in this mountain range?

Zheng Jing hid behind a pine tree and poked his head out to look at the place where the gunshots rang out.

After looking at it for a while, Zheng Jing didn't see anyone.

Is it too far away?

"Bang!"

Just then, another gunshot rang out.

Hearing the voice, Zheng Jing hurriedly looked over.

It was a man in a fur coat with a hat covering his ears.

Looking at the size, it was a man with a shotgun in his hand, walking towards the place where the prey had fallen.

"Huh?"

At this time, Zheng Jing found that the hunter seemed to be an Indian.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, judging from the skin color of the palm of his hand holding the prey, it was most likely an Indian.

Thinking of the Indians, Zheng Jing thought of the necklaces he had obtained in those Indian tribes in the Amazon.

Especially the Dugalo feather necklace given to him by the shaman, I wonder if it is useful here?

I looked at the time and found that it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

No wonder so hungry.

Seeing the hunter who had left, Zheng Jing thought about it and decided to go over.

But in the past, Zheng Jing first wore strings of necklaces around his neck.

The necklaces were gifts from the tribes of Indians who lived around the Amazon River.

They were all Indians, and perhaps the hunter would have regarded him as his most honored guest when he saw the necklace around his neck.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zheng Jing's stiff face.

If it was really an Indian, then the man should have gone back to the tribe or his cabin.

After adjusting the direction, Zheng Jing paddled his skis and chased in the direction where the hunter had left.