Undercover Penguin Gang

After sending Edward away, the cave became much quieter.

It was just after three o'clock in the afternoon, but the sunlight outside was not as good as before.Although there are extreme daylight phenomena in the warm season of Antarctica, Antarctica is Antarctica after all, and the intensity of sunshine is definitely incomparable with other continents and oceans.

"The night here comes earlier." Shawart got up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking up at the sky outside, "Although the sun will not disappear completely at night, it's better not to go out."

The polar day phenomenon is more obvious the closer to the South Pole, and Coates Land is located near the Tropic of Capricornus, which can be said to be one of the northernmost lands in Antarctica. There is actually not much difference between whether there is sunlight at night or not.

What's more, for penguins, carnivorous natural enemies will not stop their activities due to the appearance of extreme daylight. , Obediently hiding in the cave and not going out is the best choice.

Han Zhen obviously knew this very well, and nodded without thinking too much, "Okay, I won't go out at night."

Anyway, in the cave, there was Schwart who could chat with him, so he wouldn't be bored.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Shawart curled his lips, looked at the sea level in the distance and asked in a good mood: "What are you going to have for dinner?"

this……

Han Zhen thought for a while, except for a few cans of sauerkraut and dried fish, the rest of his bag was a lot of compressed biscuits, and he seemed to have no other choice besides this.

"Squeezed biscuits, it should be. I have the most in my bag."

Shawart seemed to have heard about compressed biscuits, and he became refreshed when he heard the words, and looked curiously at the big bulging backpack beside Han Zhen.

"Is compressed biscuit the kind made by humans, and a small piece can be worth a dinner?"

"Yes, a bag of 50g compressed biscuits can meet a person's energy needs for a whole day....Do you want to see it? I'll show it to you."

Seeing that Shawart seemed to be very interested in the compressed biscuits, Han Zhen reached out and pulled the rucksack over, opened the pocket, rummaged through it for a long time, and pulled out a huge plastic packaging bag.

"Here, this is it." Han Zhen handed the heavy bag of biscuits to Schwart, "I have brought five big bags in total, and each big bag has ten small bags. One bag a day is enough for my usual food intake, but given that The temperature in Antarctica is low, and the energy consumption is relatively high, about one and a half bags a day.... Uh, you don’t have to be so careful, you can take it apart and have a look.”

Seeing Shawart poke the biscuits inside with the tip of his wing hesitantly through the two-layer packaging bag, Han Zhen laughed, and took the initiative to open a bag for him, saying: "I want to eat it tonight, you see ,It's fine."

As he spoke, he grinned, revealing two shallow dimples, and held the opened biscuit bag in front of Schwart.

In fact, subconsciously, Han Zhen planned to stuff it into Shawart's hands, but his eyes met those pair of shiny fins...

Ahem, Professor Han thinks it's good for him to hold Schwart.

However, Han Zhen obviously underestimated Shawart's ability. He stretched out one fin and flattened it, signaling Han Zhen to put the biscuit bag on it, then leaned the other fin over, flipped left, turned right, and so on. After seeing enough, he handed it back to Han Zhen and said, "It's hard to the touch, and it doesn't look very tasty."

Han Zhen tied up the biscuit bag casually, threw it back into his backpack, and said, "It's really not tasty, there is no moisture and no taste, it tastes dry, and no one would like this taste."

As he said that, he sighed for a long time, but there was nothing he could do about it, who told him to pack all of this in his bag.

Thinking about him makes him sad, if he eats compressed biscuits from morning to night, I'm afraid he will almost become a biscuit when the organization finds him...

"If you don't like biscuits, why don't you try fish?" Shawart interrupted suddenly.

"……fish?"

"Well, I'll go fishing with them later. We usually eat this for dinner. What about you? Humans are omnivores, so they shouldn't hate fish, right?"

Hate fish?

How can it be!

Professor Han, whose ancestral home is located in a fish pond in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, said that his favorite food since he was a child is fish!Otherwise, he wouldn't sneak a few cans of dried fish along with a large bag of compressed biscuits~

"Of course I don't hate it!" Han Zhen shook his head vigorously, and said with bright eyes: "On the contrary, we like to eat fish very much. The protein and cod liver oil in fish meat can make our thinking more agile."

He said and put his fingers next to his head and turned around.

"That's good." Shawart's eyes were slightly tinged with a smile, "Would you like to see how we catch fish?"

"Of course!"

Han Zhen slapped his thigh and stood up, how could he miss the rare grand scene of the emperor penguin catching fish!

And the result of being too excited to watch is——

Boom!

Professor Han's head hit the roof of the cave again.

Han Zhen: "..." So blame me for being tall?

"We usually fish on the coast near here, but the temperature has risen too fast during this period, some deep-sea fish can't stand the high temperature, so they either die like this, or migrate to live in places further south, and we have less food a lot, so sometimes I also go further afield to fish."

Shawart led Han Zhen out of the cave and walked towards the beach not far away.

Several penguins have gathered on the beach, tall and short, fat and thin.Originally, they were facing the sea and chatting casually together with their heads tilted, but when they heard footsteps coming from behind, they all turned their heads and looked at Han Zhen.

It was different from standing on the podium facing the crowd of students, but now being stared at by a group of penguins, even Professor Han, who has always prided himself on his thick skin, felt a little uncomfortable. He swallowed, and politely greeted the penguins Reach out and say hello.

"...Hi, hello."

Han Zhen counted. There are five penguins here. He has seen Edward, Bill, and Mike before. Among the remaining two, the one standing next to Bill has blazing eyes. He is tall and burly. Half of Bill's head is shown, and the obvious white hair around his neck shows that he is also a police officer penguin.

It should be the Bruce who terrified Bill.

Recalling Bill's terrified look when he heard Bruce's name, Han Zhen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, nodded to Bruce in a good mood, and then turned his gaze to another penguin beside Edward.

It was a diminutive gentoo penguin.

In fact, according to the size of a normal Gentoo penguin, he is already considered big, but who made him stand around all the guys who are known for their big size, except for the emperor penguin who is known as the king of penguins, the police officer penguin , Flashy penguins, none of them are small, so this Gentoo penguin can only be the most pocket-sized one among them.

"You're...George, aren't you?"

His eyes fell on the weird wooden shelf under the two thick white eyebrows of the Gentoo penguin. Han Zhen pushed his glasses subconsciously, and suddenly remembered the great inventor George that Bill and Mike were talking about. Glasses!

"Well, I am."

Gentoo Penguin George nodded, as if he was not surprised that Han Zhen knew his name.He took a step forward, raised his right wing to his chest and bent over towards Han Zhen, and then lifted up the wooden frame on his sharp beak under Han Zhen's astonished gaze. It seems to be no different from Professor Han pushing glasses before.

Seeing that Han Zhen's expression froze for a moment, as if he was shocked by the hand he showed, George showed a look of pride in his eyes, cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Han Zhen, thank you very much for your busy schedule. I can still find time to come to the Dwarf Snow Tundra, on behalf of my companions, I welcome you and hope you will have a good time here."

Han Zhen: "..." How do you feel like you're watching a certain travel show?

"In recent years, the human world has been changing with each passing day, and technology has developed rapidly. Although I live in Antarctica, I have been paying close attention to your research results."

George seems genuinely interested in human culture, and his eyes light up when he talks about it.

"The automobiles, trains, and ships invented by humans are very attractive to me, so I won't list them one by one. But among the many great inventions, there is one thing that attracts me very much. Mr. Han Zhen, do you know what it is?"

George deliberately put off the question, stopped after asking this question, stared at Han Zhen with burning eyes, and waited for his answer.

Han Zhen was taken aback by his question, and after sniffing, he asked tentatively, "Uh, it's... an airplane?"

It seems that the only things that can be associated with cars, trains, and ships are airplanes.

Unexpectedly, George shook his head as if he had heard some big joke: "No, no, how could it be an airplane."

He raised his right wing, pointed to the wooden frame above his head with the tip of his wing with a smile, "Of course it's glasses, Mr. Han Zhen."

Han Zhen: "..."

This has something to do with the things you mentioned before!

He helplessly gave Shawart a look for help, but only got a more helpless look——

Han Zhen: Is this guy mentally retarded?

Shavert: ...Yes.

Han Zhen: ...you won!

"I have always believed that glasses are the greatest invention in the history of human inventions. Trains, airplanes, and even rockets are not comparable to it."

Completely ignoring the interaction between Han Zhen and Schwart, George continued to express his views on the glasses: "It is small and exquisite, with ever-changing shapes, not only allows you to see farther and more clearly, but also allows you to have a kind of A profound and noble temperament. Mr. Han Zhen, do you think so too?"

"Huh, huh?"

Han Zhen was still communicating silently with Shawart, when his name was suddenly called, he turned around in a jerk, quickly put on a frowning and contemplative expression, and nodded seriously: "Mmm, mm, you are right."

"You really agree!" George was delighted when he heard the words, and moved closer to Han Zhen, "Mr. Han Zhen, I knew it, I knew it! It's not just me, you humans must think so too!"

George now looked at Han Zhen with sparkling eyes, as if a poor homeless man suddenly saw a golden mountain.

His eyes slipped to the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of Han Zhen's nose, he paused, and suddenly lowered his head shyly: "But Mr. Han Zhen, compared with your glasses, mine are really simple It's..."

"No, no, it's pretty." Afraid of hurting George's confidence, Han Zhen had no choice but to say something against his will, "It's really pretty! You did it yourself, you are very ingenious."

Compliments always sound pleasant, and the penguin is no exception. George covered his cheeks with the tips of his two wings and twisted. He was about to say some more modest words, but was interrupted by Edward.