Subei also has its own commitments.

He closed his eyes and sensed the faint shadows of stars in the sea of ​​consciousness. These were the real traces left by the mysterious keyboard, a symbol of the holder, and a manifestation of authority.

"All secrets must be revealed."

He murmured, "What is hidden under the Antarctic glacier and ancient cave?"

The escape speed of "Floating Cloud" talent is extremely fast, and you can reach your destination in the blink of an eye.

Su Bei's body swayed and landed in a wide square.

The tall building not far away looks like a phoenix spreading its wings to take flight, with its wings extending long to the left and right.

Printed in red words above: "Kyoto International Airport."

Su Bei walked on the square in front of the station and headed towards the main entrance of the airport.

At the same time, the OPO phone trembled slightly, and an incoming call from "Mao Buer" was displayed on it.

Su Bei clicked to connect, and the other person's voice came from the other side: "Boss, the trip to Antarctica has been arranged. You will board the plane at Kyoto International Airport in an hour and land on the Antarctic Peninsula. Then a private plane will pick you up. Boss, you

Now……"

Su Bei nodded, looked up towards the airport, interrupted him and said, "I'm at the airport now."

Upon hearing this, Mao Buer quickly shouted: "That's just right. It saves you time for pick-up and drop-off in Kyoto. I will send the boarding information to your mobile phone right now, and you can check in with the QR code and ID card."

With that said, Mao Buer hung up the phone and sent the message, obviously he had already prepared it.

Su Bei hung up the phone and took a quick look and found that everything had been arranged.

He had the Ring of Floating Clouds on him and had no problem carrying luggage, so he went directly to the boarding gate to go through the formalities.

After a while, he was sitting in the waiting room, waiting to set sail.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and I started checking in and boarding the plane.

Unexpectedly, there were many passengers on this flight. As they checked in, they entered the airport and looked for seats.

Subei's seat is first class, so fasten your seat belt and close your eyes to relax.

In fact, he can also fly directly to the Antarctic, or travel through space through the "Floating Cloud" talent. This is not difficult for him now, after all, he has even been to the starry sky.

However, he always felt that there was a lack of a sense of ritual in the process, so he specifically asked Mao Buer to purchase plane tickets in advance.

"Zheng Peiyuan, Pei Shisan and others... went to Antarctica in this way, right?"

Su Bei thought in trance.

There were not many passengers in the first class cabin, only about ten people, seven men and three women, which seemed to be three waves of people.

They sat down and started talking quietly.

"Ms. Minghui, we are going to Antarctica this time to travel and relax. The climate outside the Antarctic Circle is quite normal. But when we enter the Antarctic Circle, please follow us closely and don't leave the team rashly to prevent danger."

The young man in a suit next to him respectfully admonished.

Next to him was another slightly fat man wearing a suit, and a woman in her 30s in professional attire.

Surrounded in the middle is a young beauty with a good figure and yellowish wavy hair wearing sunglasses.

It looks like the rich second generation of a big company or a big family.

The beauty named "Ming Hui" glanced at the young man in a suit who was talking through her sunglasses and said, "I originally planned to go to Antarctica to relax by myself this time. Who made you keep pestering me and follow me?"

The middle-aged woman in professional attire quickly sneered and said: "Miss, this is all the master's arrangement."

The two men, who looked like bodyguards, did not speak and acted quietly.

Miss Minghui immediately snorted and turned to look out the window.

The three people on the other side, two men and one woman, didn't seem to pay attention to what was going on here.

They are all very old, about fifty or sixty years old.

The three people gathered together.

The middle-aged woman among them wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a sense of déjà vu as a researcher. She whispered: "Lao Zhang, will this flight pass by the Ross Ice Shelf? I heard that this is the largest ice shelf in the world.

If you're lucky, you may even see the ice shelf calving."

The half-bald middle-aged man next to him smiled and said: "How can you not, we are going to the Antarctic Peninsula. If you want to go to the Ross Ice Shelf, we can charter a private jet there."

The last man, who was thin and slightly older, said worriedly: "I heard that the geology under the Antarctic glacier has changed. The ice floes on the Ross Ice Shelf are melting at an accelerated rate. I wonder if something strange has happened...

"

The half-bald Lao Zhang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be unreasonable. The fight in Kyoto was so bad two days ago that it didn't collapse. Even if the Antarctic glacier was in trouble, there would naturally be tall people to support it.

"

The middle-aged woman wearing glasses glared at him and said, "Lao Qiu, don't worry. We are just going to investigate this time, collect some information, and do scientific research. If something goes wrong, we should study the cause and conclusion as soon as possible.

Come out and make it public."

The thin man named Lao Qiu nodded and said, "I'm the one dragging you down this time."

Lao Zhang laughed and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? At our age, half of the body will be buried in the ground. If we can go to Antarctica, it will be worth dying."

The middle-aged woman wearing glasses added: "Isn't that what you said? I still remember the Fire Cloud Evil God archaeological team nineteen years ago... Oh, it's a pity. Mr. Zheng is stubborn and likes to work alone. In the end, he didn't do it.

Know where he died."

Speaking of this, Su Bei's ears trembled.

Fire Cloud Evil God Archaeological Team...Old Zheng? Could it be...Zheng Peiyuan!?

Su Bei opened his eyes and glanced at the three people. He did not expect that these people would know Zheng Peiyuan from nineteen years ago.

Unfortunately, the plane is already ascending, so I can't look at my phone.

Otherwise, he could log in to the Guandao APP and check the details of these three people.

They were strangers to each other, and the seats were two rows apart, making it inconvenient to communicate, so Su Bei simply listened.

The half-bald man named Lao Zhang smiled again and said: "Deng Yun, you still remember! Teacher-student love will never come to fruition! Besides, you are already a grown man, so why bother with Mr. Zheng. Look at Lao Qiu...

…”

Lao Qiu glared at him and said, "Don't blame yourself for everything. You may not know who is pestering Deng Yun."

Deng Yun, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, shook his head, looked out the window in a daze, and whispered: "You don't understand."

The three of them also fell silent.

The remaining three young people with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked like foreign travel enthusiasts, closed their eyes and said nothing. However, their clothes were of a high standard and they did not seem to be ordinary passengers, otherwise they would not be sitting in first class.

"Ms. Minghui, rubber boots, hiking poles, waterproof backpack, jacket, thin velvet gloves, face mask, polar goggles... I have prepared these. After we get off the plane, we will pick up our luggage and go to the hotel first."

Among the first four people, a middle-aged woman in professional attire took inventory, reported and made arrangements.

Miss Minghui, who was wearing sunglasses, pouted, showing no interest at all.
Chapter completed!