Civilization: The bacteria built me ​​a god

2088, June.

Seaside, port.

In the dark sea, there is an icebreaker, damn, it is so broken.

When I saw this icebreaker, my heart skipped a beat. Can it reach the North Pole?

What a joke.

But the arrow is on the string, and it has to be shot. I can only go there with my head held high. However, I have been very close to a beautiful woman these days. She has silver hair and is as beautiful as an elf under the occasional moonlight.

I am eager to make a move.

I wonder when I will sleep with her. She also hinted at me, but I can't find a chance. There are people everywhere. Especially Wang Haer, who is haunting me all day long.

He is not a woman, disgusting.

In the evening, the leader came back, followed by seven or eight people, carrying a few live pigs and goats and boxes of strong liquor, telling us to have a good night tonight and go to the North Pole tomorrow.

The bonfire lit up, and everyone formed a circle, holding hands, dancing, singing, and making noises, with long-lost smiles on all faces.

At that moment, I wished that it would be frozen in this moment forever.

Everyone was drunk, and some people cried, hugged each other and spoke their hearts out, regardless of gender. Taking this opportunity, I hugged the silver-haired beauty and rolled away, away from the crowd.

Then...

All night until dawn, before boarding the ship, everyone took a group photo together. At that time, the photos came out, one for each person, and I counted them, a total of sixty-six people.

Oh, no, it should be sixty-seven people, the one who took the photo is not in the photo.

Boarded the three-story icebreaker and set off.

At the beginning of the voyage, there was laughter and joy on the boat. Many people saw the sea for the first time, watching the magnificent waves of the sea, watching the roar of the sea and the thousands of waves.

After a few days, everyone was tired of it. On the endless sea, there was nothing but water, and it was irritable.

We sailed for another half a month. The atmosphere was dull. I didn't know what to do every day. I fished and fell in love. It was very boring.

A month later, someone had a conflict. I lay in the nest, hugged the silver-haired beauty. I didn't even need to think about it. It must be because of a woman.

The silver-haired beauty went out and came back soon. It was really because of a woman.

He slept with her, she slept with him, he slept with her again, and she slept with him again.

And, he slept with him.

I didn't understand it at all, but I respected it.

In October, we had been at sea for four months. According to the size of the blue star, we should have reached the North Pole long ago. However, we didn't. The food on the ship had been eaten up, and only a little pitiful fresh water was left.

Everyone held a very strong and hard fishing rod in their hands and stood in a row to fish. If they didn't fish, they would be hungry. If they were hungry for a long time, they would die.

I have to say that the leader is very foresighted. The leader is the leader, and he knows the future.

I admire him very much.

In November, it was still on the vast sea, and the deep blue water made people panic. In fact, each of us was terrified and scared.

Ten people had died, and their bodies were not wasted, but divided into fish food. However, I saw that the leader secretly collected several of the most delicious parts of the human body.

I got up to go to the toilet at night, passed by his cabin door, and stuck to it. I heard the sound of eating food.

Disgusting.

I went back to bed and lay down thinking that if I died, my delicious parts would also be eaten.

But, being so thin, what parts are still delicious?

In mid-November, five more died, and the fresh water was exhausted.

The rest of the people were in a mess. At the critical moment, the leader stood up, his face was grim and terrifying, and he waved his skinny hand, and five people were hung upside down.

The throat was cut, and blood dripped into the bowl. Everyone stared at it like a hungry wolf for a long, long time.

After the bowl was filled with blood, a skinny woman came out, with her facial features raised high and thin.

I have seen her sleeping with Wang Haer several times, I don't know what happened.

She muttered something in her mouth, pinched her hands into complex and weird gestures, and after a long time, a little light appeared. The light fell into the blood, and the red gradually faded, becoming a bowl of water.

The leader picked it up, licked his white and peeling lips, and stuck out his tongue, licking it like a dog drinking water.

Everyone passed it down and licked it in turn.

People died every day, and those who had "unique skills" lost their place here. The dead were not wasted, but squeezed clean.

The blood was collected, the meat was dismembered, the bones were cracked, and the marrow was taken out.

We started to eat the corpses, everyone was disgusted, but Wang Haer didn't. I saw a touch of crazy excitement in his deep eyes.

He was crazy, I thought.

In December, the dark brown sea was covered with white ice. There were only about twenty people left on the boat. We were all crazy, jumping off the icebreaker, slapping the ice and crying and shouting regardless of the severe cold.

Two idiots were frozen on the ice and died.

Damn, what a pity, the bodies were frozen too tightly to the ice and couldn't be moved, wasting food.

The appearance of ice means we have reached the North Pole. The icebreaker finally came in handy, breaking the one-meter-high ice and pushing forward with difficulty.

I always have a question, is the North Pole so far?

It takes a whole year to walk?

In mid-December, an old man appeared on the third floor of the icebreaker. He was wearing old clothes, leaning on a shiny dark brown cane, and his white beard had lost its luster and dragged down to his chest. He was very thin, so thin that only skin and bones were left. No, I had never seen him before, I was sure.

Could it be that he had been hiding on the third floor of the icebreaker?

The leader stood respectfully aside, looking at him with awe. The icebreaker could no longer move, stuck between the thick ice blocks, unable to move.

The leader whispered a few words into the old man's ear, saying that I didn't hear anything.

However, after he finished speaking, the old man nodded. He tried to raise his head, and his cloudy eyes looked into the distance, at least for a few minutes.

A roar.

On the empty ice field, it seemed like a thunderclap. It was hard to believe that this was the sound made by a skinny old man, and my ears couldn't hear it clearly at the time.

Fortunately, my eyes were not hurt, and I saw a scene that I will never forget in my life.

He threw the dark brown cane, but it did not fall due to gravity, but was suspended in the air. He put his index and middle fingers together in front of his black mouth, muttering something.

The cane slowly rotated, from slow to fast, so fast that it seemed that only this cane was left between heaven and earth. The living people, like me, only had this cane in their eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but the cane suddenly stopped, then fell to the ground and stuck straight into the ice field.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The huge and crisp sound of the ice breaking, with the cane as the center, split in all directions.

"Go, hurry up!" The old man roared in a low voice, like a lion's roar.

The icebreaker rushed out at a very fast speed. Looking down from the sky, it was like a sharp sword, piercing through many obstacles!