After crossing the first ridge, the warm winds of the ocean disappear.

Temperatures plummeted.

The ridge here is a permafrost.

On the top of the mountain, the eternal glacier has existed since the beginning of the year.

Who knows how many lives are buried in this vast mountain range.

In one day and night, Chen Jing only crossed three ridges.

More than 5,000 meters above sea level does not mean that the mountain is 5,000 meters high, in fact, some ridges themselves are more than 2,000 meters high.

However, even so, Chen Jing's speed over the mountain was still not fast.

The mountains are far steeper than you actually seem, and climbing them is not an easy task.

The vast majority of hazards come from the feet.

Especially when climbing on the glacier layer, even if Chen Jing has a bioradar, he must pay extra attention to his feet.

Those seemingly stable ice surfaces actually have no idea how big a hole is underneath, and they may step on a bottomless crack in the ice.

Across these three ridges, in the middle of the two ridges is a snow forest.

There is a second Molin village there.

The trees that survive here are extremely hardy, as are people and animals.

The Molin people, who have lived here for generations, have even retained very primitive hunting methods.

When Chen Jing saw the map at that time, he was a little puzzled, why did anyone still live in this place?

Even, in the depths, there is a Mulin village.

In this place where birds don't, there are still people living!

After arriving in the snow forest, Chen Jing saw the Molin people moving in the snow.

There really are still people living here!

"It seems that those high-ranking people did not come to the Isininda Mountains." Chen Jing looked at the Molin people who were hunting with primitive bows and arrows, and silently retreated in another direction.

Passing by the snow forest, Chen Jing would allow himself to replenish his energy reserves for two to three days.

Although the energy stored in the body at this time is enough for Chen Jing to be active normally for half a month, no one knows what will happen during the climbing process, so it is not a bad thing to store more energy.

The Molin clan hunted almost under Chen Jing's nose, and the primitive hunting method was very interesting to see Chen Jing.

At night, Chen Jing hid himself under the snow nest that he had dug out casually, and padded a few furs that had just been torn from the snow deer under him.

The blood on the fur has long been frozen to slag by the ice and snow.

Originally, Chen Jing thought that he would be fine if he stayed away from the group of Molin people.

He even went out of the detection range of the bioradar.

However, even so.

By 4:01 a.m., he was woken up by the creaking sound of snow on the bioradar.

21 people.

Those Molin people held torches, lowered their bodies as much as possible, and cautiously walked in the direction of Chen Jing.

In their hands were simple ropes and primitive spears and bows.

Chen Jing didn't feel that this group of Molin people was coming towards him at first.

Because he was sure that in this snowy woodland, let alone a thousand meters away, it would be impossible for these Molin clans to find themselves with their abilities.

But after observing for a long time, he realized that something was wrong.

These 21 people came to their side impartially.

There was nothing to do along the way, so why did they walk straight towards themselves like this?

In order to prevent the grass from startling the snake, Chen Jing did not get up immediately.

500 meters.

Straight forward without hesitation along the way.

300 meters.

The people of the Molin clan still did not stop their pace, and walked towards Chen Jing firmly.

Those dark faces were full of ups and downs in life, but their expressions were so solemn.

100 meters.

"Fall (go up)!" The eldest man of the Morin tribe whispered.

The Molin people quickly dispersed and walked vigilantly towards Chen Jing's location.

When all the Molin people were about to complete the encirclement, Chen Jing moved.

The crisp sound of the snow nest breaking open suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the Molin people who were concentrating on preparing for the encirclement were startled.

In the darkness of the night, the light of the torch was not enough to illuminate the entire area.

The Molin people only saw a black shadow flash, and one of the tribesmen with a bow and arrow was thrown up.

Then the figure disappeared into the night.

"Talu (gather together)! Talu! The Mulin man exclaimed.

Chen Jing didn't go far, he hid in the dark night, looking at the panicked group of Molin people.

He wondered if the group would find themselves again.

Although the people of the Molin clan panicked, they gathered quickly, and even the guy who was specially shot away by Chen Jing staggered up.

Once gathered, the archers drew their bows quickly, followed by several arrows.

Without exception, they shot towards Chen Jing.

Those bows and arrows didn't seem to be able to cause harm to himself, but Chen Jing still dodged his clothes.

"Can they see me?" Chen Jing became more and more curious.

Although the Molin clan has been shouting for so long, their fundamental race is actually the Qixing people, and there is no difference except that they are shorter.

Such a dark night, without special organs, is not able to see anything at all.

Let's say these Molin people have this ability, but why did they find themselves with those who were armed with bows and arrows?

As the archers took aim at themselves in unison, those with spears were on the lookout.

Although it was not ruled out that only those who could see things in the dark could be archers, but after combining with the previous ones, Chen Jing could only conclude that these Molin people could not see themselves in the dark night.

"Interesting. Is it bioradar? ”

Chen Jing was suspicious, suspecting that there was a blood relative here.

That blood relative has organs similar to bioradar, and he has a wider detection range than his own.

He spotted himself in advance, but he was clever enough not to set out to find him at once, but instead sent these Molin tribes to attack him in the form of hunting.

Even, he can somehow let the Molin people know their location.

And these Molin people listened to the words of the blood relative very much.

"Parasites? Virus? Or ······"

"Ika?!"

After many possibilities flashed in his mind, Chen Jing put his suspicions on Ika.

Because Ika's image is very similar to Chen Jing's, if the beliefs of this group of Molin people are pious enough, then as long as there is a blood relative who is similar to Chen Jing, that is, similar to Ika's appearance, they will most likely worship him.

Treat it like a god.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing suddenly smiled.

With a gamble, he will be able to know the truth.

It's not a gamble, this group of Molin people is no threat to themselves.

He took off his goggles and walked towards the Molin people step by step.

The creaking of alpine boots on the snow adds to the tension in the night.

Of course, only the Molin people were nervous.

In order to deal with fear, the archers of the Molin clan frantically threw the arrows in their hands, but it was easy for Chen Jing to dodge these arrows.

When the figure emerged from the darkness, the light of the flames shone on his face.

Chen Jing took off his hat.

The face in the firelight is so majestic!

The Molin people were horrified.

They trembled and threw down their ropes and weapons, and all fell to their knees in the snow and shouted.

"Ika!"