Professor, your turtle!

Ji Fan was about to make a move, and couldn't hold himself back several times to lean towards him, but in the end, he was ruthless, and in the end, he only dared to rub his head lightly on the other party's neck.

I don't know... Did Mr. Fu feel it?

Ji Fan thought he was doing it very secretly.He buried his head on the side of the other party's neck, and sniffed secretly again, a faint scent of pine wood wafted into his nose, which smelled very good.

He was a little nervous, so he didn't notice that the hands around him tightened almost instantly.

Walking slowly into the camp circle, Fu Mingyuan was about to speak when he suddenly realized something, put down Ji Fan, and his expression became a little dignified.

After Ji Fan stood firm, he looked around, and saw that the entire scientific research station was dead silent. The snow that hadn't melted for thousands of years had fallen on the roof, and no one had cleaned it for a long time. It even collapsed a podium.

The two looked at each other and immediately realized that there was no one here.

Not only was there no one, but even the scientific research station itself seemed to have died long ago.

The energy supply system was completely shut down, the cold, strong wind, blizzard, and severe weather completely overwhelmed this originally large-scale camp.

Walking to the largest building, the iron door was ajar, and it creaked open with a light push.

how so?Fu Mingyuan frowned slightly.

——If people really go to the empty building, at least they will lock the base before leaving.

Could it be that... the Progress Station was accidentally invaded by someone?

Probably.Under the harsh environment, the nearby scientific research stations are all short of food and clothing. If they talk about supplies, they will think of this place immediately.

Fu Mingyuan's expression immediately became serious, and he waved his hand to signal Ji Fan to back away.He bit the glove open with his teeth, reached into the front with one hand, and quietly took out a small gun.

The barrel of the gun was pure black, suddenly reflecting a gloomy light.

Ji Fan's eyes widened slightly - he had seen this thing before, the last time Fu Mingyuan took it out, it seemed to be used against him.

But at this moment, Fu Mingyuan stood in front of him tightly, holding the gun with one hand, with a neat posture, kicked the door open with one kick.

The room was empty, the cold wind blew through, rolled up a few snowflakes, and fell on the same cold concrete floor.Fu Mingyuan observed left and right, concentrated on guard for a while, and then slowly relaxed.

——It was too cold in the room, and it was impossible for anyone to lie in ambush for a long time.

He put the pistol back into the holster and greeted outside.

Hearing the shout, Ji Fan, who was squatting behind the door, immediately stood up, patted his pants and walked in.Unexpectedly, as he was walking, he suddenly tripped and almost fell to the ground.

——Under the soft snow, there are actually several lumps of ice hidden.

What are these!A trap to prevent the invasion of polar animals?

Ji Fan suffered a loss and dared not be careless. He carefully avoided them and walked into the gate.

The scientific research station has been out of power for a long time, and most of the ordinary electronic locks have failed. Even the ordinary door locks are wide open, as if the owner left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the entire scientific research station is quite tidy, only one of the small dormitories is left with messy traces of life.

Notebooks, quilts, and mugs were thrown on the ground randomly, and the house was in a mess. There was even half a bowl of hard-frozen borscht on the pot.

What's going on here?Ji Fan's heart tightened.

I thought that all the staff members had evacuated in an orderly manner. Could it be that there were still some people left behind?

If so, where is this person... now?

Fu Mingyuan didn't seem to care.He took a cursory glance and said, "It may take about a week to repair the satellite base station, so let's rest here for now."

"Be good, stay here and don't run around, wait for me to drive in." After speaking, he put on his hat again, and hurriedly turned back and went out.

Staying alone in the room, Ji Fan looked around and walked curiously to the half-open drawer.

Pull it open, and inside is a thick stack of letters.

Ji Fan couldn't understand Russian at all, but the envelope was written in English, and the handwriting was vigorous and powerful.

A long string of repeated cursive characters, and he could barely make out the first name: Mishael.

The signature is Andre.

Both are common Slavic names.

The earliest letter was from more than ten years ago. The letter paper was yellow, thin and brittle, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.

However, its owner has preserved it very well, without even a trace of extra creases.

Ji Fan glanced at it twice, and carefully stuffed it back into the envelope as it was. At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something hidden inside.

Turning the envelope upside down, a dry and withered white rose fell out and landed gently in his palm.

This rose is more fragile than letter paper, and it turned into powder the moment it touched the air. Ji Fan only had time to see its color clearly. Immediately, the cold wind blew, and the powder floated in the air, leaving no trace of it.

Pure white, it should have been a very beautiful rose.

He sealed the letter with some regret and put it back in its original place.There are a few photos under the letter, a group of young people in winter clothes are gathered together, and the background is the Progress Station.

Among the numerous group photos, there is only one single photo, which shows a very handsome young man.He was dressed in a military uniform, with extremely light flaxen short hair under the brim of his hat, his facial features were as deep as a knife, and his ice blue eyes looked straight at the camera.

There was a line of small characters handwritten on the back, which Ji Fan still couldn't understand.He paused, subconsciously picked out this photo, and put it aside alone.

Thick notebooks were thrown on the ground carelessly.Ji Fan picked it up, blew away the debris on the surface, and flipped through two pages casually.

Mikhail's name was eloquently signed on the cover, and it was in Russian mixed with English. It looked like a record of studying volcanoes, with occasional illustrations.

This Mikhail should be a geologist. Although the content is not clear, his fancy little pictures are very interesting, and he will even draw one or two four-frame cartoons when he is interested.

Ji Fan watched with gusto, the exaggerated cartoon characters, sometimes anthropomorphic volcanoes, and sometimes making complaints about his colleagues.

"looking at what?"

Ji Fan was startled, and turned around, only to find that Fu Mingyuan had walked behind him quietly.

Fu Mingyuan glanced at the notebook, seemed not interested, turned his head and walked to the table, picked up the photo, flipped it to the back, and raised his eyebrows: "To my dear Misha?"

Misha?

"This notebook of yours says 'Mikhail', right?" Fu Mingyuan pointed to the cover, "'Misha' is a nickname." His eyes were meaningful, "Only the closest friends can call it that."

Ji Fan seemed to realize something, took a piece of discarded draft paper, and wrote: "They must be good friends! That 'Andre' sent him a lot of letters, and put flowers in them. "

"Friend? Hmm..." Fu Mingyuan dragged out the tone inexplicably, opened the drawer, and took out Ji Fan's neatly bound letters from it.

He read two pages smoothly, and suddenly smiled softly.

Ji Fan raised his head in doubt, and saw Fu Mingyuan leaning against the table, tapping the table with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "My friend..."

Noticing Ji Fan's gaze, Fu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to know what they talked about?"

Of course Ji Fan was very curious, but for some reason, the look in Fu Mingyuan's eyes made him instinctively feel danger.

He swallowed, and wrote tangledly: "No, it's not very good, this is a personal letter."

Fu Mingyuan retorted unceremoniously: "Then what you're flipping through is still a diary!"

Ji Fan blushed and hurriedly explained: "I just... want to know what happened."

Looking at the surrounding environment, Fu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes, and rarely agreed with his point of view: "You are right, it is indeed not quite right."

——Misha obviously cherishes these letters and photos very much. If he wants to leave, even if he does not take the necessities of life, he will definitely take the notes and stationery, but...

Something must have happened that caught him off guard, forcing the researcher to leave in a hurry.

Fu Mingyuan frowned slowly. This scientific research station is really weird everywhere.

They will stay here for a whole week. To be on the safe side, it is best to investigate further.

"I'll go see if the heating system can be restored first." Fu Mingyuan stood up neatly, "Come together?"

Ji Fan looked at the notebook in his hand, hesitant.

"If you obediently help me, I'll help you translate tomorrow." Fu Mingyuan showed an old fox's smile, and said slowly and seductively, "Well, you must be curious about what happened, right?"

Ji Fan: "..."

Five minutes later, he lay down next to the dark motor and helped Fu Mingyuan hold the flashlight.

But the other party always likes to order him around, either leaning forward a little bit, or lowering the waist a little bit, which is very annoying.

Several times, he suspected that the other party must be deliberately bullying him, because Fu Mingyuan had an obvious smile on his face.

But in the face of his doubts, Fu Mingyuan can always find reasonable excuses, such as missing a nut and not being able to see clearly at the deepest point, or the gear below is stuck...

Ji Fan was furious, but he couldn't refute at all, so he had to follow suit one by one.

When he finally finished work at night, he felt that his waist was almost broken, and he had to turn back into a tortoise and lie on his stomach to rest.

However, Fu Mingyuan didn't know where he got the inspiration from, but he didn't put him back in the aquarium, but simply put it on his head and took it with him wherever he went.

Over the past few months, his hair has grown a little bit, and the little turtle is very comfortable in it, like a fluffy self-heating cushion.

Even if Ji Fan wanted to refute, he couldn't muster any energy at all, so he had to let him go.

Taking advantage of Fu Mingyuan's time to look around, Ji Fan returned to the space, harvested today's lettuce, and changed the water pressure for the cod.

Cod's task progress is faster than that of krill. In just over a week, the progress bar has advanced to 65.

The "crooked mouth" has also grown from a cub to a half-sized fish fry. The crooked mouth did not affect his foraging speed. On the contrary, he grew stronger than many fish of the same age, and now he can be regarded as one of the young fish in the school. Big Brother is gone.

Seeing Ji Fan, he rushed forward happily wagging his tail, pressed his thick lips against the glass, and gave Ji Fan a passionate wet kiss through the water tank.

Ji Fan couldn't help laughing, knocked on the glass and greeted him.

The crooked mouth was very happy, shaking his head and wagging his tail in circles, looking self-indulgent.

Pulling down the panel of the shopping mall, Ji Fan sold the excess vegetables, and suddenly found another lottery ticket dropped from his backpack at some point. The 4 lottery tickets made up 5, and the lottery pot was activated again.

Previously, Ji Fan had won the third prize twice in a row, and his mentality became very Buddhist.He held the knob and turned it casually, and the reward ball started rolling.

White ones, blue ones...they rolled over one by one, who knew that the last one that fell seemed to be a small golden ball?

The little ball rolled two times and lay quietly in the groove, motionless, with a faint light shining all over its body.

Really golden!

Ji Fan's eyes widened suddenly: The golden ball?First prize?

He hurried forward and held the ball in his hand.

【First Prize: The Miracle of Life】

[Acquired props: an egg]

[Remarks: Which family's parents were so careless, and actually forgot the newborn cutie in the wild? 】

Ji Fan read it twice and was completely stunned.

The so-called first prize turned out to be an... egg?