Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

To be honest, this was not a good sign. My inner voice told me that I should end this trip immediately, as there might be some terrible dangers waiting for us ahead.

Actually, I wasn't the only one in the team; others had also raised similar ideas. Unfortunately, Director Mariam felt that divination could only be used as a reference and couldn't play a decisive role.

After discussion, we decided to try again after reaching the Wall in the North. There is nowhere on the Sami Icefield safer than the Wall in the North, which is guarded by many powerful warriors.

……

After reading the second paragraph, Mike noticed that the expressions of the people around him were not very natural.

The intelligence left behind by John Nestorm was extremely damaging, undermining the confidence of everyone present. Even with the doctor there, it was still chilling.

Xingji shrank back and asked in a low voice, "When did Mr. John Nestorm arrive at the research station?"

"Six days ago, or five days to be precise, I watched the surveillance footage. When he came here, he was in a very bad state, but I couldn't feel anything was wrong. Maybe it was the despair he felt because he was about to be transformed into a collapse body."

The speaker was Holhaya, and at this moment, she was the only one who didn't care at all about what had happened here.

"Don't rush to conclusions, let the doctor continue reading."

With Mr. Chongyue's words, everyone felt a little relieved, and Mike also turned his attention back to reading the next two paragraphs.

……

Thank goodness, we finally arrived at the Wall safely in the North.

The actual temperature was the same as what the thermometer showed, -33°C, only a fraction of a second different from the same period last year, which was negligible. Moreover, it was a safe place, and the danger was temporarily gone.

When we first arrived at the Wall in the North, we were taken aback by the wall that stretched between the mountains. It was astonishing that the Sami people, whose way of life seemed so primitive, could accomplish such a massive project. How did they manage to stack large stones from low to high and keep them in place?

Our guide said that thanks to the protection of the Sami gods, water was boiled on the spot and poured on the city wall. In just a few breaths, it froze into hard ice blocks. This process was repeated, and the thick ice layer, along with the hard stones, built up the Great Wall.

The Sami people's love for the city walls reached the point of worship; they withstood several attacks from the north, ensuring the safety of the Sami Icefield.

Attacks from the North come in many forms, such as beast tides formed by creatures never seen before.

For example, the sheer number of Originium Bugs almost filled the entire valley.

For example, some Sami warriors who died in the far north were corrupted by evil spirits and rose up again, launching an attack on their former homeland, vowing to drag all life into nothingness.

This is a terrible place.

Aside from these strong and resilient Sami warriors, I can't think of anyone else who could endure the bitter cold and brutal warfare for so many years without wavering.

So when I came here again, I was still moved by the majestic city walls and the steel-like warriors.

They were reluctant to talk much, because every extra word they uttered was a waste of precious energy.

The silent warriors pointed us in the right direction, leading us back to our steadfast posts once more.

We stayed at the Wall in the North for a week to rest and to buy supplies from the locals.

I have a feeling that the director is still waiting for someone, otherwise we should have already crossed the Northern Wall and headed to the far north.

I need to rest now; we'll talk about the rest later.

……

Mike let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that the problem the cosmologists were facing was the same as his. The diviners had lost their powers, and the entire ice field had become silent and dangerous. No one knew what would happen next. The safest place was actually the Wall in the North, which had been repeatedly attacked.

He looked at the agents around him and asked, "Has any of you been to that place?"

The agents who had never been to Sami naturally knew nothing, and the locals in Sami also shook their heads in denial.

Snowflake said with shame, "I'm sorry, Doctor, the farthest place I've ever been is thirty kilometers away from the tribe. The Wall in the North is too far for me."

Magellan wanted to say that she had been there, but the closest she ever got was from a distance and she never climbed the walls.

"I've been there."

Typhon's speech drew everyone's attention.

The Sarkaz girl said earnestly, "Elki sometimes needs to go there to check on things. I've gone with her a few times, but I've never crossed the Wall."

Mike sighed. "Well, at least we have a guide now."

John Nethem believed they would be safe once they reached the Wall in the North, and Director Mariam was waiting for one or more people; their journey was still ongoing.

Magellan's translation reached the penultimate paragraph, which was also the longest paragraph in the entire text.

……

I finally understood. The person Director Mariam was waiting for was Elchi, the Cyclops Elchi, or rather, Elchi was waiting for us; she knew we were coming.

The Sarkaz are unpopular in many places, and some even regard them as monsters. However, in times of crisis, this race is the most reliable. We not only met Elki, but also the Sami heroes.

The tall warriors paid tribute to all of us, for few expeditions were willing to leave the Wall in the North and venture into the far north, where danger was far more perilous.

Next, he asked us a question: whether we would like to cross the Great Wall with his team.

I don't think this is a good idea, because moving together as a large group means being swept along by the crowd.

If there are too many people, we will be very obvious targets. Most of the exploration team members cannot fight, and the few mages only know the most basic spellcasting. If we encounter danger, we will undoubtedly be a burden.

In most cases, a burden has other names: cannon fodder, or bait.

The director dismissed my opinion, because Sami's reputation as a hero was known throughout the Ice Plains, and everyone regarded him as a hero. How could he abandon his companions?

Okay, I can't fight city hall, so I'll just have to leave it at that for now.

Wait, I think I see someone else in the Sami Heroes team.

Is it her?

Mike frowned and watched the passage again...

He's 42, why does the story end here?!

92. Hello, Cresson

Mike hated short-circuit dogs more than anything else, always cutting off the story at the most crucial point, claiming it was for the sake of the narrative. Right now, he wished he could bring that guy back to life on the spot and throw him into the incinerator to be burned again.

His constantly changing expressions were interpreted differently by the operators.

Typhon tugged at Magellan's sleeve and whispered, "What exactly did your colleague write that made the Doctor so angry?"

Li Boli stopped eating, a piece of vegetable still stuck to the corner of her mouth, and looked blankly at her companion. She had been so focused on translating that she had almost forgotten the content, let alone remember it.

"Dumb Yu, I'm calling you Dumb Yu, are you really that dumb?"

Typhon slapped Magellan on the forehead in exasperation.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Magellan winced in pain and quickly covered his hand, fearing Typhon would do it again.

The Sarkaz girl asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so easily startled? Is there danger outside?"

There is no danger outside; the danger lies with Director Muirsay.

Magellan still doesn't dare to make eye contact with the water sprite; if he accidentally reveals his secret, it will be troublesome.

I knew it would be exciting, but I didn't expect it to be this exciting.

The PhD misled me!

Typhon crossed his arms and warily scanned Mike and Magellan.

Something's not right, something's very wrong. Something must have happened between these two.

Daiyu is someone who can't keep secrets; she says whatever comes to mind, and her emotions are always on her face. The way she is now means that she wants to hide something.

The problem arose during the time they were away; unfortunately, the research station's external surveillance system couldn't capture any useful footage, otherwise...

Otherwise, I should consider silencing them.

Mike noticed Typhon's unusual behavior, most likely because he found some clues in Magellan's words.

Fortunately, when he was having an affair with Magellan, he deliberately avoided the surveillance area, so he didn't leave any evidence against him.

"Doctor, what exactly happened next?"

Holhaa's timely appearance broke the awkward atmosphere. Those unaware of the situation thought Mike was considering the translated content, while Quetzalcoatl, having guessed the truth, had already begun to help cover it up.

Of course, her efforts came at a price; only Mike knew how much she would have to pay afterwards.

Mike coughed lightly to draw everyone's attention and said simply, "That's all for the part about the Wall in the North. John didn't continue writing. The last paragraph is his last words."

Since Mike was unwilling to continue reading, the paper that passed through his hands was passed on to everyone so that everyone could see it.

……

I'm dying.

This is an adventure with no end. I'm the only one who managed to escape. The director and the others are still trapped in the cave. I barely remember the coordinates and hope someone knows the truth.

I can't say it directly.

We have experienced the most shameful betrayal.

Sami's hero has lost himself.

That person, she might be able to hold on for a while longer.

Gods, if you truly exist, please forgive this poor man.

……

When Muirsey finished reading, her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

“I remember John, whose wife and eight-year-old son lived in Tremont, but he can’t go back.”

Perhaps to prevent contamination, the letter ends here, but we can make inferences based on the general information.

Something must have happened to the Sami Expedition; the Icefield has been significantly affected.

Mike suddenly had a guess: the reason the Sami gods shielded divination might be that they didn't want the locals to know the specific details of the expedition members.

This crisis could very well sweep across the entire Sami Icefield.

Thinking this, Mike glanced at everyone, then gently touched his brow with his finger, a pale blue ripple emanating from his fingertip.

Apart from him, all the other operators present were surrounded by a dark aura to varying degrees.

If he hadn't been alert, he really wouldn't have discovered such a hidden pollution.

While this level of contamination wouldn't have any effect on the operators, one thing that can't be ruled out is the marking.