Ark, after I died, the operators began to love me

"what is this?"

"This is a ..."

Before Mike could finish, he heard Magellan confidently say, "I know, it's a pig!"

The man's expression was dull, and he struggled through his teeth: "It's a cat!"

113. You can kiss us too

so awkward.

Magellan's face turned red all of a sudden. Fortunately, she had just come back from outside and her face was already very red due to the heat in the room, so there was not much change at first glance.

The girl from Liberi was very embarrassed because she accidentally mistook the kitten carved by the doctor for a pig. However, she couldn't find a better way to ease the situation. The circle could not be restored.

"that……"

Magellan quickly thought of several possible lines of speech in his mind and found that the best way was to say nothing and just let the matter pass. The doctor wouldn't bother with her anyway.

In fact, the little penguin didn't know that Mike was also nervous.

He had tried his best to behave like a kitten, so why did the explorer think it was a pig?

Or……

Forget it, forget it. If I think about it any further, Shuiyue will be angry if she finds out.

After a while, Andorn was the first to complete the carving. The angel placed the finished product on the long table. Everyone gathered around and immediately appreciated the angel's masterpiece.

An angel's halo, carved smoothly and roundly. If I hadn't known in advance that it was an ice sculpture, I would have thought it was the relic of an angel.

The halo is the symbol of Andorn, a blessing from the law, but also a curse to him.

"If it were an ice sculpture competition, Mr. Andone would probably win first place." Huang sighed.

Mud Rock held a different attitude: "It's hard to say. Mr. Guiying has also finished it."

The Film Man not only completed the main part of the ice sculpture, but also made the remaining materials into a base so that the finished work can be displayed.

His masterpiece is a translucent octagonal diamond, each facet of which is polished to reflect the audience's face. This ice-carved diamond represents the power behind him, the Scarlet Theater, which is his past that he cannot escape.

Jijing swallowed hard and murmured, "I want to take it for myself. No matter how much Thorn begs me, I won't let him see it."

"You think beautifully."

Huihou glared at Jijing and turned to look at Zhongyue. She was afraid that if she looked at him any longer, she would not be able to resist picking him up and running away.

It just so happened that the Grand Master's work had also come to an end at this time. If the works of the previous two artists were works of art, then what Chongyue had polished was a sharp blade that had not yet been unsheathed.

The flames flickered, the translucent sword body was shining through with light, the shadows were mottled, and coupled with Zhongyue's focused expression, it made people feel as if they were in the foundry of a skilled craftsman, waiting for the moment when the divine weapon would descend.

"Wonderful, so wonderful, indescribable."

The top lawyer Desiree was completely attracted. She held her glasses and could not take her eyes away. She swore that such a perfect masterpiece would definitely be sold at a sky-high price in Casimir, and some unsung knight families would also join the competition.

She had seen many works of artistic beauty, but none could compare to the sword of the Grand Master.

But at this moment, the corners of Zhongyue's mouth suddenly curled up slightly, and his fingers inadvertently brushed across the sword, leaving an inconspicuous scratch.

This scratch is nothing to the overall appearance of the ice sculpture sword, and it doesn't even damage its balance, but it is impossible to ignore it. It undoubtedly adds a flaw to a perfect treasure.

"This……"

But Shu suddenly came out of his frenzy, regained consciousness, stared at the scratches on the sword, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

She sighed sincerely: "Mr. Zhongyue, you really are worthy of being a master."

"It's nothing, just a trivial hobby."

Zhongyue smiled slightly, and put the ice sculpture sword together with the other two works, and turned to check Mike's progress.

At this time, Mike was concentrating on the ice sculpture that was about to be completed.

He carved a Scottish Fold cat, which cautiously stretched out its front paws and curled up its body, as if ready to run away at any time.

Compared with the other three master craftsmen, Mike's ice sculptures are not that outstanding. At best, they are the kind that can be bought in jewelry stores.

The gray-haired little bear supported her chin with both hands, and her gorgeous pupils occasionally swept over the completed work. She was considering whether to give the doctor a little more encouragement.

~

Suddenly, a big hand pressed on Xiao Xiong's shoulder, and Zhong Yue's gentle voice came: "Don't take it to heart. This is not a competition, and we don't need to fight for who is the first."

The carving knife in Mike's hand was nearing the end. His last stroke completed the kitten's eyes. It was as if a ray of light fell from the sky, giving the Scottish Fold new life. For a moment, everyone almost thought that the kitten was going to jump up from the table and hide behind Mike.

Zhongyue laughed when he saw this: "This is the real finishing touch. What we made are dead objects, but Mike made a living cat."

Mike had no grudges in his heart, nor was he obsessed with the past. He just wanted to depict the most beautiful things, so he chose a Scottish Fold cat.

"I am over-flattered."

Mike looked at the little bear next to him and asked, "Do you like it?"

The grey-haired little bear nodded, she had always been silent in her team and didn't interact with many people, only in front of Mike would she reveal her true self.

Zoya is still a child.

"gave it to you."

"Really, really?"

"Of course, as long as you like."

Mike handed the Scottish Fold cat to Little Bear.

"Thank you Doctor."

Mike didn't care, stretched and asked, "Is the meal ready? I'm hungry."

"It has been prepared for a long time."

Zhong Yue left everyone present and ran to the makeshift kitchen to bring out steaming hot food one after another.

Today’s meal was very sumptuous, or rather every day’s meal, the Grand Master was always thinking of ways to make it different.

Compared to the days when they had to eat dry food every day during the expedition, Magellan felt that if he continued like this, he would gain at least ten pounds.

Mike agreed with this. There were not many chefs in this world who were better at feeding people than the Grand Master.

Mudstone, who had been watching from the side, kept staring at the Scottish Fold cat in Zoya's hand, looking thoughtful. She didn't care about the food that was emitting bursts of fragrance. It seemed that a flash of inspiration passed through her mind. She immediately clapped her hands, turned around and ran away.

Mike was holding a spoon and chopsticks, preparing to eat. When he saw Mudstone running outside, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong with her? Is she feeling sick?"

"Don't talk about these topics during meals."

Huang patted Mike in annoyance. In fact, she didn't understand what Mudyan was doing.

Only Andorn whispered, "Was that Scottish Fold cat something Mike did unconsciously?"

"I'm afraid so." The person who answered him was Zhongyue.

A vivid kitten seems to come alive. Perhaps this is not a difficult task for some top-notch craftsmen, but Mike does it effortlessly, and this is the most important thing.

"I seem to have a feeling that he is different from us."

"I've noticed it."

"It's so enviable."

The puppet nodded slightly and gave a look of approval.

……

Making ice sculptures is just a small episode during the trip.

After two or three days of rest, the heavy snow finally began to subside. In addition to the thick snow on the ground, the temperature also dropped further.

Magellan's face did not look good, because the results of her latest measurement showed that the temperature here had reached minus 42 degrees Celsius, and there was a trend of further decline.

"We may have encountered a severe cold wave. Anyway, if we go further, we may encounter a wave of beasts."

The others had no impression of the concept of beast tide, but Yelena, who had also lived on the ice field for more than 20 years, immediately understood what Magellan meant.

The explorer's statement can actually be expressed in another way. Whenever the weather starts to become extremely cold, a group of animals that were originally hibernating will alertly come out of their cold nests, call their friends, and migrate to the south in groups.

Although some of them will die during the long journey, for the huge population, it is an opportunity to turn from death to life.

If they continue to stay in the nest, the cold climate will kill them all, so they have no choice but to embark on this journey called the Great Migration.

"The probability of us encountering a tide of beast migration deep in the forest is not high."

"But we always have to return to the main road. Only the main road leads to the Great Wall in the North."

Magellan forced a smile. Everyone could tell from her expression that there was a big problem. "Perhaps by then the extreme environment will get better. The harsh climate of Sami won't last too long. Otherwise, the local tribes won't be able to survive here for a long time."

If it were in the past, some people would have believed her if she had said this, but now, there is no tribe left in the area. All those who should leave have left their original habitat. The only things left in the abandoned tribal ruins are things that they didn't have time to take away. Who knows what will happen next?

"Everyone, relax. What our explorers said are only extremely rare cases. Don't be confused by individual cases. So far, except for the demon attacks we encountered on the road and the Sarkaz, most of the problems can be dealt with. The Northern Wall is another transit station for us. I believe that in Sami, a land watched by the gods, good luck will always be with us."

Mike stepped forward in time to say something, and at the same time, his fingers gently rubbed the frozen snowball in his pocket.

He might hesitate when others are talking, but with Anma's sight, no matter how serious the problem seems, it can be solved.

"So we should trust our explorer. She has walked this route the most times and knows the local environment best. Who else can do this job?"

Mike's words were quickly supported by other operators, and Magellan gave him a grateful look.

Because she found that in what she had just described, even her good friend Xiao Taifeng did not stand up to support her.

The Sarkaz girl remained silent and her face did not look good. Her fellow tribesman Mudstone beside her showed enough concern for her, but it was a pity that even so, she still remained silent.

Mike felt that the problems they encountered on the ice field were just minor inconveniences. If they couldn't even overcome these difficulties, then there would be no need for this team to exist.

Kal'tsit really gave him a big problem.

……

Several snowmobiles set out onto the road with difficulty. The soft snow was shoveled away as much as possible by the shovels in front of the vehicles. Except for the snowmobile at the front that was responsible for leading the way and increased its horsepower, the other vehicles followed behind as much as possible to save fuel.

In this way, they shoveled out a path in the snowfield.

After leaving the dense forest, the view begins to become open. The blue sky is set against the white snowflakes. It feels pleasing to the eye at first, but after looking at it for a long time, it is inevitable to feel depressed and irritated.

So the driver takes turns driving every once in a while. The person behind the wheel can choose to take a rest, or sit together with others to play cards or chess. In short, they can do anything.

Similarly, on this road, Mike did not receive any other signals, as if the snowfield had fallen into complete silence.

There were no people, no tribes, no caravans, nothing. Even the caravan of Ya Jue that they had discovered earlier was gone. It was obvious that they were not taking the same road.

Yelena, who had nothing to do, had no idea how many times she had opened the copy of Magellan's hand-drawn map and examined it carefully. Compared with the Ursus Glacier, the Sami Glacier was more sparsely populated. Most of the tribes were hidden in the dense forests, occasionally following a river that would never freeze. It can be found from various records that all such tribes are accompanied by some strange legends that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

There are no mines on the Sami Icefield because the Sami people are not highly dependent on Originium. Although Colombia has tried to introduce small stoves, traditional Sami people are more accustomed to obtaining some gifts from nature.

"It will take at most two days before we can see the Great Wall of the North."

"That's great."

Mike put down the cards in his hand. He just lost the game.

"Doctor, don't cheat."

Muirseth came forward, held the man's shoulders, pinned him in the seat, and kissed the side of his cheek.

Mike looked hopeless and let the water elf smear its saliva on his face.

They were not like this originally, but the rules changed as they played, and he found that the female operators' desire for him was more fierce than that of the Haisi invasion, the demon invasion, or other disaster modes.

Could it be that he is not a human, but a male succubus?

How can this be?

He is a real human being. Since there is nothing wrong with him, the problem lies with those female operators.

"I don't want to play anymore. It's boring."

"why?"

Muirseth found it very interesting.

Mike argued: "Such rules are not good for me."

Holhaiya, who was sitting opposite him, asked with a smile: "Why is it bad for you? If we lose, you can also kiss us."

"You know, that's not what I'm saying. We should change the rules..."

"Okay, then who do you want to kiss?"