Professor, your turtle!

The tank was empty.

The shading veil gently lowered, blocking the line of sight again.

Ji Fan was stunned for a while, then suddenly staggered back a few steps, as if trying to avoid something, and quickly left the system space.

Back at the scientific research station, his back was covered with a thick turtle shell.

Strongly propping up his limbs, Ji Fan struggled to crawl for two steps, and suddenly he was attracted by the strangeness outside the window - at some point, it was snowing outside the house again.

Generally speaking, the Antarctic climate is very dry, with little snow and rain.

However, everything has been messed up recently. In just a few months, there have been several heavy snowfalls.

Ji Fan squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see the horizon that could still see faint light, but at this moment there was only a depressing blackness.

——This is not a good sign, maybe another snowstorm is coming.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

No matter how hard it is to see through the glass, Ji Fan turned his gaze away, surveyed the environment, and found that he had actually returned to the long-lost aquarium.

Mr. Fu is not nearby, he probably went out.

They temporarily lived in Andre's dormitory. The furnishings of the room were very simple, as taciturn as its original owner.

Right now, Ji Fan was the only one left in the room, and it became more and more deserted and quiet, not a single unnecessary sound could be heard.

Ji Fan raised his hind legs as if venting his anger, kicked the cobblestone, heard it roll a few times, and finally fell into the water with a "plop".

There were circles of ripples on the surface of the water, slowly spreading out, he stared blankly, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

Why isn't Mr. Fu here?

The more such moments, the more he misses the other party's company.

But just at this time, the man didn't know where he went.

On the one hand, Ji Fan cast aside his willfulness, on the other hand, he felt uncontrollably aggrieved—habit is really a terrible thing, he is used to having someone by his side, and once the other party suddenly disappears, he will feel the loneliness and uneasiness suppressed for a few days , then suddenly turbulent like a tide, turned over and squeezed into my heart, the feeling is really unspeakable.

Just like a river clam, once the shell is pried open to reveal the soft meat inside, it can no longer pretend to be hard with its ears closed.

He lay on the ground for a while, but couldn't stay still, turned into a human figure, got up and ran outside.

Looking around, Fu Mingyuan was indeed not in the camp.

The man left a note, saying that he was a little worried about the snowy weather and had to rush to strengthen the signal tower, and he would not be back until about five o'clock, so he asked Ji Fan to rest first, so he didn't have to wait for him.

Ji Fan froze for a moment, turned around in a daze, and then slowly sat down in the chair.

It's five o'clock... and there are still many hours.

He held the note in one hand, wrapped his outer robe tightly in the other, shrunk in as if he was suffering from the cold.

Counting the days, probably in the next few days, the rescue ship will arrive soon.

In addition to the distress signal, Fu Mingyuan also sent out the current situation of the bay and several recent geological changes, part of which was the information he observed, and the other part was based on the analysis of the remaining geological notes in the progress station.

This is very important information.

In the short six months since Antarctica became an isolated island, the nearby periglacial zone has undergone dozens of changes, large and small, and the entire landscape has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It can be said that if there was only one ambiguous distress signal at the beginning, the rescue would be a dream.

——Without reliable nautical charts, there is no way for ships to approach the ice sheet.Had it been forced into a shallow bay, it might have encountered a reef and run aground; it might even have been lost, like another supply ship, in horribly extreme weather.

It was only recently that Ji Fan understood why Fu Mingyuan insisted on repairing the communication tower and rejected his offer to help.

——Based on his current ability alone, it is almost impossible to fully convey the current situation of the Antarctic ice sheet to rescuers like Fu Mingyuan did.

If the other party rushes to send a rescue ship in anxiety, it is very likely that it will sink like the supply ship.At that time, people were not rescued, but more lives were taken...

The closer the agreed landing time was, the more important the signal tower became. No wonder Fu Mingyuan was so nervous.

In fact, this is not the first time he has gone out for emergency reinforcements. He has also encountered several blizzards before, all of which survived without any danger.

However, Ji Fan always felt that something was different tonight.

He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.

For some reason, he felt an inexplicable panic.

Turning his head to look out of the window, heavy snow arrived as promised, and in the dark world shrouded in polar night, white snow fluttered like goose feathers.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew up on the flat ground, whistling and whistling, and the snow that had accumulated on the ground for tens of millions of years was also blown up, and mixed with the fresh snow that fell from the sky, and they could no longer distinguish each other.

The narrow glass windows creaked.

Bang!There was a loud noise, and even the wall seemed to tremble, as if some heavy object was swept by the gust of wind and slammed into the wall fiercely.

Following the loud noise, Ji Fan's heart also missed a beat.

He stood up abruptly, with such a big movement that he even flipped over the chair.Deep in the chest cavity, the young heart was beating fiercely, and the hot blood rushed to the top of the head.

——With such bad weather, can Fu Mingyuan still find his way home?

He could not answer, and was terrified.

Boom!

Before he had time to think about it, there was another extremely loud impact sound from nowhere.

There... that's the right rear of the research camp!

The corner of Ji Fan's eyes twitched, he realized something in an instant, turned around abruptly, and reached out to grab the mountaineering bag by the table.

The next second, as he expected, the overhead light went out with a pop.

At the same time, he successfully grabbed a certain cold column in the bag.

It was pitch black inside, and the wind was blowing outside.

At just a moment ago, the power supply equipment was damaged by the impact, the power supply was interrupted, the entire camp lost its light source, and fell into complete darkness and dead silence.

After a while, there was a very light "click" sound in the darkness, and after a few flashes, a cluster of bright flashlights quietly broke through the darkness.

Gripping the handle of the flashlight tightly in his palm, Ji Fan felt a little relieved for the time being, and stood firm while leaning on the table—fortunately, the emergency kit was at hand, otherwise it would be troublesome.

The flashlight swept across the dial of the clock. He raised his head and calculated silently. There were still three hours before the time they agreed on.

Before that, there seems to be no better option than to wait - any rash action is extremely unwise in such a bad blizzard weather.

"Even if you can't help, you can't hold back." Ji Fan pinched his fingertips into his palm and forced himself to calm down.

——If he ran out impulsively and lost his way, Mr. Fu would have to look for him instead, but the gain would outweigh the loss.

He told himself over and over again to be calm.However, even though his heart was clear, he still couldn't help thinking about it, and his whole body became a little restless.

something must be done...

Even if he doesn't go out, there must be something he can help with...

By the way, supplies!

Ji Fan's eyes lit up, he hurriedly threw the emergency kit behind his back, and groped his way to the room where the coats were stored—the independent heating equipment was still working, but it was uncertain how long it would last. Take it to your side.

The flashlight could only illuminate a small area in front of him, he stumbled and walked for a while, and finally touched the door.

The canvas bag containing the winter clothes was stuffed under the desk. He squatted down, reached in a few times, finally caught the strap of the bag, and dragged it out with great effort.

Dragging the package with one hand, Ji Fan continued to walk towards the next door.

That room belonged to Jiujiu's nursery.

The sudden darkness did not affect the sleepy little penguin. When entering the room, one could even hear its contented purring, which was continuous and full of energy.

Ji Fan hesitated for a moment, seeing this warm (stupid and cute) scene, the tense strings in his mind finally loosened.

He took a deep breath, then put the flashlight in his mouth, and started to pack it skillfully.

Feeding syringes and cushions are all stuffed into the backpack, and a lock is added to the incubator to ensure that the little penguin cannot sneak out even if it wakes up.

After finishing everything neatly, he took a deep breath and exerted all his strength, together with the box, moving step by step, dragging his overweight penguin son to the atrium with difficulty, where he piled it up with other emergency supplies.

After placing the incubator, Ji Fan straightened his back stiffly, shaking his arms, feeling that his arms were so sore that they no longer seemed to be his own.

He couldn't help but think back to the first day when he picked up Jiujiu. At that time, it was still a little cutie that could easily be picked up with a box!

Never expected that the emperor penguin would mutate into a "pig" penguin!Ji Fan rubbed his arm, and once again spurned a certain professor who was only known to be overly spoiled.

After a short rest, he quickly stood up again and started running back and forth—a lot of high-standard diesel fuel was stored in a warehouse not far away.

In addition to diesel, necessities such as clothing, food, and water purifiers are scattered in every corner of the base, and everything needs to be carried manually.

When he finally finished his work, Ji Fan lay limply in the chair in a large character shape, he didn't even bother to move his little finger.

At this time, there was still 1 hour and 30 minutes left before the agreed time.

Ji Fan was wearing winter clothes, nestled in the armchair, staring blankly, waiting for the time to pass.

He had made up his mind to stay awake and wait.

However, as the time passed quietly and the surrounding environment was dark and quiet, his sore muscles began to work, and gradually, sleepiness came to his heart.

No, can't sleep!Ji Fan shook his head and slapped his cheek hard, forcing himself to stay awake.

The sobriety lasted only a short moment.Soon, bit by bit, his head began to "chicken pecking at the rice" again, and he fell into a half-asleep and half-awake state again.

However, before he noticed it, the air in the room slowly began to cool down.

It was an ominous sign indeed - after the electricity system, the heating pipes eventually had problems too.

Ji Fan's consciousness was hazy, and he didn't realize that the room temperature was dropping at a ridiculously fast rate.

When the cold came, he just hugged his knees, shrunk deeper into the chair, curled up like a cat, and remained motionless.

Extreme cold can be just as drowsy as a warm environment.For experienced polar adventurers, the moment they notice drowsiness, they will immediately become alert.

However, during the months Ji Fan stayed in Antarctica, he spent most of his time indoors and didn't have much experience in living in the wild, let alone forming such a conditioned reflex.

The dark and sweet dreamland is full of temptations, like the singing of the siren siren, luring him to keep sinking.

I really want to sleep.I really want to sleep.sleep, sleep...

His eyelids seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, and the only thing he longed for was a sweet dream.

But why can't I fall asleep completely?

Ji Fan became irritable for no reason—it is obvious that he just needs to relax his body, why can't he do it?

He vaguely knew that he seemed to be waiting for someone, but his brain was filled with paste, sticky and wet, and he couldn't remember more than half a word.

— go to sleep.If you fall asleep, you won't worry about it.

There seemed to be a seductive voice in his head, comforting him like this.

Ji Fan couldn't hold it any longer, tilted his head, buried his face in the crook of his arms, and his consciousness gradually sank into the dark deep sea.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that someone seemed to be shaking him vigorously.

Those were a pair of extraordinarily cold hands, like polar ice that had been buried for many years, firmly gripping his wrist like iron tongs, constantly pulling vigorously.

"Wake up..."

The fuzzy bass came to the ear, and it was far and near, like the wind whistling in the wilderness.