Professor, your turtle!

who is it?

Ji Fan forced his eyes to open, and unconsciously scratched with his fingers, only to realize that the flashlight had rolled to some corner and had already gone out.

The room was dimly lit, except for the faint glow of the clock hanging on the wall.

Ji Fan looked up with difficulty, only to see a tall and silent figure standing against the light in front of him.

Looks like a young man.

Fu... Mr. Fu?

Ji Fan opened his mouth soundlessly, and a clear white breath came out from the corner of his lips.Only then did he realize that half of his body was numb from the cold.

His fingers were cold and stiff, and he almost lost consciousness.

Grit your teeth and clenched your fingers, release them, clenched them again, and let them go again.

After such a long while, he finally began to slowly feel the blood recirculating, and at the same time, it was an unbearable severe itching.

so cold……

Ji Fan subconsciously wanted to grab something warm, so he raised his arms in the direction of the figure.

However, "Mr. Fu" did not immediately step forward to hug him as he wished.

Instead, the man took a step back and shook his head.

"I can't help you," he said.

His accent is very awkward, and the accent always falls in strange places when he speaks, like a toddler babbling.

Ji Fan was stunned for a second, and realized belatedly—this voice...doesn't seem to be Fu Mingyuan?

When did outsiders get in the base?

Could it be that there are people they don't know who are also trapped in Antarctica?

"stand up."

The man interrupted his thoughts.

Ji Fan really wanted to ask who he was, but his voice was still hoarse and gurgling, and he couldn't even utter a word.

The man turned around to leave, and urged in a low voice, "Come."

Ji Fan tried to curl his toes.

Fortunately, being protected by heavy boots, my feet were not completely frozen.

He struggled and thumped a few times, finally stood his ground, and staggered forward.

Seeing him get up, the mysterious man nodded slightly, but didn't intend to reach out to help him.He took a step on his own, and quickly left in the opposite direction.

etc!Did you save me?

Ji Fan anxiously wanted to call the other party to stop.

——The person who forcibly woke him up seemed to be the man in front of him.

Why did he save himself?

no answer.

In the dead and silent corridor, the two people's footsteps one after the other formed chaotic echoes.

Ji Fan instinctively felt that the other party seemed to want to convey some news, so enduring the pain, he stumbled after him, desperately trying to catch the figure in the darkness.

However, that person was always very quiet, without a single extra word, not far or near a few meters ahead.Only when Ji Fan couldn't keep up, he would turn sideways and wait for a while.

The man seemed to be wearing some kind of heavy military boots, the soles of which screeched against the brick floor, and occasionally collided with each other, and the leather buckles tapped.

The cold gradually eroded his body, and Ji Fan couldn't even walk, and he couldn't even feel his numb limbs.He leaned on the wall, lowered his head, and gasped twice.

"Hurry up." The mysterious man stopped and urged in a strange tone, "'he' needs you. Go to 'him' quickly."

Ji Fan raised his head abruptly, moved his lips, and tried to make a very light breathy sound.

"Fu...?"

"Yeah." The man said briefly, "Quick."

Ji Fan didn't have time to think about the cause and effect, and he believed his words almost immediately - if the other party had any malicious intentions, he could just let himself fall asleep just now.

If you fall asleep in such a low temperature environment, you will probably never wake up.

What's more, judging from what he meant, Fu Mingyuan was probably in danger.

Time is running out, Ji Fan can't take care of too much.He's willing to take the gamble.

Gritting his teeth, Ji Fan clawed at the wall with his fingertips, and continued to move forward step by step with difficulty.

However, within a few steps, his knees suddenly sank, and he fell forward.

Before he could speak, a pair of big iron-like hands stretched out, firmly supporting his body.

"Be careful."

He was half-hanging in the man's arms, frightened, his fingers gripped the man's front, so hard that he even pulled off a decorative copper buckle.

"Are you ok?"

Still in shock, Ji Fan slowly stood up and nodded.

This time the other party didn't leave immediately, but groped down until he finally grabbed his right hand.

"Walk."

Those arms were very powerful, firmly supporting Ji Fan, and they moved forward much faster.

Ji Fan lowered his head and followed, playing with the cold copper buckle with his left hand over and over again, even through gloves, he could feel its sharp edge.

At this moment, his neck felt cold, and he suddenly felt a biting chill.

Speaking of which, they were not far from the exit of the base, and a few steps away was the icy and snowy field.

However, this terrible cold did not come in from outside the door.

The coolness was everywhere, lingering around the two of them, it was bitingly cold.

Those who walked in front walked firmly, seemingly oblivious to this.

After being dragged and walked a few meters, the surrounding temperature became lower and lower.Ji Fan secretly glanced forward, his eyes widened in disbelief, and an astonishing guess suddenly flashed in his mind.

He swallowed lightly, and tentatively leaned over slowly.

However, before he touched the corner of his clothes, he shivered greatly.

——What a cold person this is.

There wasn't even an iota of heat on the man's body. If it wasn't for his ability to move and talk, he would have been like a cold ice sculpture.

As for the hands holding him, it was not clear through the gloves before, but now I can feel the cool air seeping through the leather gloves.

Ji Fan's Adam's apple rolled, cold sweat drenched the back of his heart a little bit.

This person... who is it?

In other words, is he a "human"?

The darkness around him became the best camouflage, Ji Fan couldn't see anything clearly, only those ice-like hands kept holding him and didn't let go.

All kinds of horrible fantasies and speculations made his heart beat like thunder, but as time went by, he gradually relaxed again - no matter who it is, as long as he can lead him to find Fu Mingyuan.

As long as Mr. Fu can be saved, nothing else matters.

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing creaking sound, the gate of the base suddenly opened.

Only now did Ji Fan realize how terrifying the situation outside was.

The polar night has arrived, the sky is pitch black, and there is no light at all.The aurora and stars that they had admired side by side all disappeared, and only the howling wind remained between the sky and the earth.

It was unknown whether it was the snow on the ground or the ice crystals falling from the sky that was circling in the wind.

Cold, dark, howling wind.

It's as if the set of a disaster movie came true.

With just one glance, Ji Fan's heart was gripped by fear—in addition to the human being's awe of nature, which is inscribed in his genes, there are also unspeakable worries and panics.

In the face of absolute power, human wisdom is so insignificant that it is not worth mentioning.

Mr. Fu...is he really alive?

For a brief moment, he even felt hopeless.

And the silent man beside him seemed to be used to it.The man raised his head with a calm expression, as if he was listening to something.

After a while, he pulled Ji Fan up again and strode towards a certain direction.

Leaving the shelter rashly in such weather is really very dangerous behavior.

Ji Fan pursed his lips, doubts gradually welling up in his heart.

……why?

This person met by chance, why would you risk your life to help him?

As if understanding his doubts, the cold hand tightened, and then a vague male voice came.

"I hope you... can find him."

He paused for a moment, and sighed inaudibly: "Sometimes, it may only be a little bit worse."

There was an indescribable sadness in his voice, Ji Fan's heart seemed to be lightly pricked by a sewing needle.

The storm blocked the line of sight, and even if there was light, it could not shine a few meters away.

Many adventurers who died in the blizzard were only a few dozen meters away from the shelter when their bodies were found.

It just so happens that the distance of a few meters has become an insurmountable gap in the terrifying night where you can't see your fingers.

There is only a little difference between life and death.

Ji Fan fell silent.

The two walked a certain distance and stopped beside an edge building.

The side wall of the hut just became a shelter from the wind, allowing them to rest for a while.

"It's nearby." The man said lightly, "It's coming soon."

Seeing the weather getting worse, Ji Fan couldn't be as calm as him.The only remaining thought in his mind was to find Fu Mingyuan as soon as possible.

"Don't run around." The man pulled him back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Ji Fan struggled twice, but was caught off guard and his head was pinned down.

"Hush." ​​The man lowered his voice, "Don't move, there's a voice..."

Hearing this, Ji Fan immediately became honest, pricked up his ears, and tried to listen like a man.

However, he heard nothing but the never-ending noise of the wind.

"It's nearby." The man was very sure, "You should call him."

call?Ji Fan looked embarrassed, pointed to his throat, and waved his hands vigorously.

Even though it was the dark night when you couldn't see your fingers, the other party miraculously saw his movements clearly.The man thought for a moment and said wait a moment.

He let go of Ji Fan's hand.

After the sound of groping, Ji Fan felt his fingertips icy, and he was stuffed into a cold long object.

That thing was probably made of iron, and it was so cold that even a piece of skin could be glued off.

This is……

Ji Fan took off the one-sided glove, and carefully took a rough outline of the outline.

"Blow." The man held his hand and raised it to his lips.

When his lips touched the row of keys as cold as ice and snow, Ji Fan was stunned, and blew a breath reflexively.

"so~"

The rough notes floated tremblingly for a few meters, and were quickly torn apart by the wind.

"Try harder."

The person behind bent down, wrapped his arms around Ji Fan, and sprayed the cold breath on the back of his neck.

"Hold the keys, yes, cover the hole..." For some reason, at the end of the sentence, the cold and deep voice had a slight hint of tenderness, "Come on, try it."

Ji Fan took a deep breath and blew it out with all his strength.

The tune is out of tune, with three turns in one tone, but the voice is very loud.

"so—"

The sharp whistle overwhelmed the strong wind, like a loud whistle, constantly echoing over the wilderness.The sound waves pierced through the blizzard, tore through the air, and were sent farther away by the wind.

"Continue." The man said.

Ji Fan nodded, and made another long piano sound with force.

His lips were red from the cold, and the hot air from his mouth formed a thin layer of frost on the reed.

At this moment, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a flash of dazzling yellow not far away.

That is……

Soon, the snow shook off, and there seemed to be something yellow and clear underneath, trying to crawl out, looking like a crumpled tarpaulin from a distance.

This scene was very funny, but Ji Fan didn't laugh at all. On the contrary, his eyelashes trembled, his nose sore, and he wanted to cry almost immediately.

Without urging, he raised the harmonica to his lips, and blew it desperately while running forward.

The snow was as deep as his thighs, and he fell countless times, rather than running, it was more like crawling in embarrassment.

Meter after meter, Ji Fan finally got close to the bright yellow coat.

Under the cloth half-buried by the snow was a familiar figure.

Seeing that face clearly, Ji Fan's knees gave way, he lost his center of gravity and fell on the snow.

He didn't even have time to get up, and moved two steps on the ground, and finally held the hand stretched out from the snowdrift with all his strength.

The "snowman" covered in frost trembled, exerted a little strength, and gently shook him back.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Fan felt his heart fall back to the ground.

He found it.His Mr. Fu.