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Chapter 381 Louise of the Arctic
“Tsk tsk, yes, and he will have a good wife with a particularly good stomach in the future.

But I don’t mind it, after all, everyone has that thing, and if it looks good, you can still use it after washing it, haha!”

Donton laughed and continued Lex's words, making Lex simply roll his eyes.

He put down the crab meat in his hand and complained to Donton.

"Tang, we were just having a good chat, why are we suddenly talking about shit and piss? We're still eating!

And...are you sure that the way our world is presented to the outside world will be a work filled with shit, piss and farts?
I admit that there is an outrageous amount of killing and evil in this world, but we are not a work that focuses on the lower world, right?

We should be less vulgar!"

After he finished speaking, Lex unhappily handed the beer to Downton and clinked glasses with him.

After taking a sip of beer, Donton grinned and continued to speak to Lex.

“Haha, it has nothing to do with that, don’t worry, our world is very stable, it’s not as dark as a mess!
As for what I said about shit, piss and fart, do you dare to believe it?
The actress who played the wife of the barbarian who was just in the sea, actually started changing her size anywhere after having too much fun.

Moreover, do you believe that she even framed the two kilograms of shit on the bed sheets on a teacup dog that weighed only three kilograms, ahahahahahaha!!!"

Donton's laughter could no longer be concealed, and for a moment, the Batplane was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Bruce weakly turned his head to the side.

Looking at Downton who was laughing crazily, Bruce took a deep breath and then spoke while holding the bottle of wine.

“I understand you more and more, Don.

If I were like you from the beginning, capable of discovering that my world is also just a work, and our existence, in a sense, is just a part of the script.

Then I might become even crazier than you.

But I think therefore I am, Don.

At this time, I can only advise you to continue to enjoy your time with us, at least this will make you feel more relaxed. "

After saying that, Bruce thought for a moment, and then just before Downton spoke, he continued to ask a question to Downton.

"Also, let me ask you something, Don.

Am I qualified as a supporting role in our world?

If so, does the actor who plays me have any...quirks?"

"Yeah, and who's playing me?"

On the side, Clark also asked Donton curiously.

In response to the two people's questions, Donton nodded slightly and then smiled.

"Clark, you can rest assured, because your actors at least look like men among men, although they are increasingly likely to turn darker.

As for Bruce, haha, you are irrelevant, because your role will never allow an actor to stand on the Oscar stage in this life, but the actor who plays your nemesis will always stand on the Oscar for acting! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Donton put his arm around Bruce's shoulders and raised the bottle of wine carelessly.

"Guys, let's have a drink to Bruce's old enemy!"

"Oh?"

On the side, Bruce cooperated with the other three to raise the wine bottle and looked at Downton thoughtfully.

After he swallowed the beer, he spoke to Donton thoughtfully.

"So, Don, did the actor who played you win more than one Oscar?
So, your character actually has more than just stupid killing, but also a richer background story and mental journey?

In other words, beneath the simplicity and danger you appear to have, are there actually more dualities hidden, such as the darkness that you have to shoulder, or the heavy burden that requires you to lift the butcher knife?

If that's the case, then you... must be pretty tired too, right?"

As he spoke, there was a little more concern and regret in Bruce's eyes when he looked at Downton.

Looking at Bruce's eyes, Donton's brows froze.

"What the hell are you talking about, man?"

"Didn't you say that the role of my nemesis is very heavy, heavy enough to be on the Avenue of Stars?

As for my nemesis, I don't think I will ever meet someone more dangerous and difficult to deal with than you!"

Bruce explained very seriously.

“At least in my heart, you are my only nemesis, and our relationship… is indeed quite complicated and worthy of a performance trophy.

OK, I know you don't like talking about this, so let's change the subject, like who is the actor who played Lex?"

"Uh……"

Looking at Bruce who changed the subject abruptly, Donton couldn't help but curl his lips.

Then, Donton looked at Lex who didn't care.

Facing everyone's concerned looks, Lex shook his head in disdain and sneered.

“I am different from you because even though I have seen through the truth of the world through Tang, I still cherish every thought and idea I have.

Just an actor, he can play the so-called me, but how can the damn actor understand my heavy thoughts! "

"Yes, it is indeed a heavy thought, very heavy.

So all the actors who played you had no hair, maybe their hair was just weighed down?"

Donton added with a chuckle, which immediately stunned Lex and the other two.

Clark and Bruce stared at Lex's flowing long hair, and Clark even said something.

"Lex, so you have hair loss?"

"Shit, impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

Lex slapped away Clark's hand that was reaching for his long golden hair, and spoke through gritted teeth.

"I will develop an effective hair conditioner tomorrow. Damn it, hair loss or something, I will never be defeated by such a stupid disease!"

At this point, Lex clenched his teeth tighter and tighter.

You know, it is almost impossible for a person who doesn't care about his hair to have long hair.

Because if you have ever had long hair, you will understand how difficult it is to manage long hair!

It was conceivable that Lex loved his hair very much, and his gnashing teeth made the other three people in the cabin fall into a cheerful atmosphere.

Just like that, the smell of alcohol in the cabin became stronger and stronger.

The Batplane finally arrived in the Arctic region with its door wide open and its interior gradually frosted over.

Seeing that the remaining seafood on the small round table would be frozen in an instant and inedible even if it had just been heated up, the drinking party between the men finally ended.

Everyone lent a hand and lazily cleaned up the cabin. Then Clark lay down at the cabin door and vomited towards the sea below.

Looking at Clark who was vomiting, Lex grinned and came behind Clark drunkenly.

"Dude, you need to work on your drinking capacity. You're not as good as me."

"Haha, ugh...drinking too much will cause hair loss. I'll feel better if I spit some out!"

Clark wiped his mouth and responded expressionlessly, earning a heavy elbow from Lex. Bruce returned to the driver's seat, letting his drunken eyes shine with seriousness, and quickly determined the location of the coordinate point.

Looking in front of me is a large section of ice land that is made up entirely of ice sheets, extending from the Arctic continent to the sea.

Bruce controlled the plane to gradually descend, allowing the bat plane to land on the smelly ice field.

Although this is not Antarctica, there are not so many penguins pooping here.

But there are also a lot of seals in the Arctic, and they poop not much less than penguins.

After seeing two polar bears looking at him curiously from afar, Bruce exhaled a breath of white air and then put down his battle suit mask.

The next moment, Bruce's voice came from the nano earphones attached to the back of everyone's ears.

"Well, guys, I hope the beer didn't ruin your work.

If the coordinates are correct, then the coordinates provided to Clark by the alien spacecraft are where we are standing right now.

Half of what's below us is the island base connected to the Arctic islands, and the other half is the ice sheet that has covered the Arctic for many years. It is estimated that the thickness of the ice sheet is at least sixty meters.

They are connected and extend into the sea.

Tang, your senses are much more sensitive than the machines we currently have. Is our target below us?

If so, how much would it cost to get it out? Would it affect the structure of the Arctic ice and, further, the global sea level and climate?

"Fuck, I'm tired of people like you who always consider the impact of everything you do, and what do those impacts have to do with me~"

Downton patted Bruce heavily, then waved to him and the other two.

"Everyone go wait aside, I'll clear a way out for you. There's a big spaceship below, at least much bigger than the one you brought to the manor!"

After saying that, Donton casually took the pickaxe that Lex threw to him.

Looking at the pickaxe, Donton was about to say that he didn't need it, but Lex said something unhappily.

"Tang, we live by the sea. The rising sea level will have an impact on us. Don't be too reckless and cause problems for the Arctic continent!"

“Yeah, I’m actually more worried that you’ll destroy the clues my family left for me.

So let’s all lend a hand and dig a way out together.”

Clark added a sentence, and swung the pickaxe, clearing a path through the ice in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the shadows of the pickaxes that have completely merged into one, and listening to the clanging sounds.

Donton curled his lips in annoyance.

"Okay, okay, we're here to have fun anyway, so I'll spend some time with you guys. It's worth it, haha~"

After saying that, Downton followed Clark to work together, while Bruce and Lex used the lasers of their battle suits to gradually cut and expand the passage dug by Downton and Clark.

And as they keep working...

Near the Arctic station, the scientific expedition team members, whose signal was extremely poor, still discovered the strange place at the first time.

The instrument recording the North Pole's magnetic field suddenly produced a strange, tight and repetitive waveform like a heart tremor.

The observer called the expedition leader in bewilderment.

"Captain, please take a look at this damn signal. Could it be that all the Eskimos are gathering on the south side of the Arctic continent to forge iron?"

"Bullshit! The epicenter of the earthquake is located on the base of the Arctic Island, which is at least a hundred meters below sea level!

Damn it, connect to the satellite and see if anything unusual pops up!"

And so, not long after...

Looking at the Batplane near the southernmost ice cap of the Arctic continent, and the four figures captured in exceptionally clear detail.

Especially the figure that had been specially noted by the satellite as extremely dangerous even though it only appeared in the satellite footage.

The scientific expedition members, whose lives lag somewhat behind those of modern society, focused their attention on the photo of Downton laughing in great confusion.

In this photo, except for Downton, the other three people are all wearing inexplicable armor, two of them are wearing masks, and one's face is not clear. Only Downton, this extremely dangerous guy, even the stubble on his mouth is clearly visible.

“So…who knows who this guy is?
Extremely dangerous, isn't that a mark only on Soviet nuclear submarines? Why would it appear on a man's body?"

Just when the expedition leader was feeling confused, their barely warm office was pushed open by a bloated figure wearing two down jackets.

I saw a beautiful, capable woman with a face full of white frost. She saluted the captain of the scientific expedition team and said.

“Hi, I’m Lois Lane, a reporter for Metropolis.

The military should have informed you that I will be conducting an eight-month-long recording and reporting of glacier melting in the Arctic, with a focus on tracking the dangerous situation of the shrinking habitat of polar bears. "

"I know you, haha, you're the general's daughter.

I used to be a major under General Ryan, and I even met you when you were a child.

Don't worry, I'll take good care of you, Louise."

The expedition leader made an OK gesture to Louise, then sent his men off with a look.

His men immediately wanted to send Louise out of the research station's office.

But at this moment, Louise's frosty eyes suddenly fell on the photo posted on the small white board.

Looking at the magnified figure above, Louise's eyes widened suddenly, and then she spoke in disbelief.

“Wait, that’s a revenant!

But... damn it!
I have already come to the North Pole, why did I still meet this guy? Why did he and his evil men run to such a remote place!!!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the expedition leader was slightly stunned, and immediately grabbed the fleece jacket of the team member who was seeing the guests off, and then he came to Louise and asked.

"Do you know the people in the satellite photo?"

"Of course he knows him. I'm afraid you, the heroes who have been guarding the North and South Poles, are the only ones in the world who don't know him!"

A lot of fear gradually appeared in Louise's determined big eyes.

Seeing the fear in Louise's eyes, the expedition leader swallowed and said.

"I was just about to report his situation to my superiors. Since you know his information, why don't you report it with me? What do you think?"

“Of course, I also have to tell my dad about the dead souls!
Why would he appear in a place like the Arctic? He can't be really chasing me, right?"

At the same time, the southern edge of the Arctic continent.

After Downton and Clark dug more than fifty meters along the ice sheet, what they dug out changed from ice to permafrost.

They dug down along the permafrost layer and dug nearly 180 meters.

Just as Donton's next pickaxe was about to fall, Clark quickly reached out to stop him.

"Boss, stop it, there's our people's spaceship below..."

Clark said worriedly, then threw away the alloy pickaxe that was almost broken even though it was made of Lexte and gold, and stuck his hand into the hard frozen soil.

After overturning two pieces of frozen soil, Clark dug about another seventy centimeters and pressed his hands on a piece of cold metal.

(End of this chapter)