Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"It's warm there, and flowers bloom in every season of the year." Constantine said, and he closed the heavy metal airtight door behind him. The whistling sound of the wind and snow disappeared immediately, and the sound of the exhaust of the steam pipe buried inside the corridor wall echoed, as if someone was whistling in his ear.

"Isn't it as warm as here?" There was a glimmer in Regis's starry eyes. She was like a bird that was imprisoned in the Arctic Ocean all her life but longed for freedom, and she was always full of yearning for warm places.

After entering the top cabin from the deck through the closed corridor, the body temperature in this space reached nearly 20 degrees Celsius.

The nuclear reactor under the deck that provided power to the Imael was constantly heating the cooling water and releasing huge heat. The high-temperature steam spread the heat from bottom to top along the stainless steel pipes throughout the entire steel giant ship.

This is the heating system of the Imael.

All the stainless steel pipes converge in the top cabin, like an intricate maze. As long as you leave the deck, the temperature difference can immediately reach dozens of degrees Celsius.

Like the Imer, the Yamal was built and designed to be able to travel in the extremely cold north for a long time without worrying about heating and energy supply. Vincent, the leader of the Far North, asked his team to plant flowers that live in the frigid or sub-arctic regions in the cabin, so Regis is not a poor person who has only seen flowers in paper documents or electronic files.

"It's too vast there. If you walk, you have to walk for a full three months to walk from the north to the south. If you take a plane, it's still snowy when you take off from Heilongjiang, and when you land in Sanya, you will see that everyone is still wearing short sleeves." Constantine said.

Together they walked down the stairs to the lower cabin. In terms of size, the Imer could not be compared with the Yamal built in the Soviet era, so even if the maids said that the boss was a Cancer who would still enjoy life even if the world was destroyed, the luxury of this ship could not be compared with that of Regirev's old employer.

However, compared to returning to Vincent, Miss Regirev, whose life story was still a mystery, obviously preferred to stay on the Imer and stay with Nono and Constantine.

"You said you were from Kassel Academy, what kind of organization is that?" Regirev asked with her chin in her hand. She obviously drank sake as a drink, and her little face was slightly flushed.

"You used to be the Saint of Far North. Although you were forced to do so, you should have known about the predecessor of your organization." Constantine said, "Before World War I, the religious organization Twilight Dogma under the Camarilla parted ways with the Lionheart Society, the actual ruling party of the Camarilla at that time, because of ideological differences. Later, during World War III, it joined the camp of the Third Reich of Germany and reorganized into Far North."

"My great-grandmother, you call her Maria of the Star. I have heard her talk about this history." Regis Leif nodded. "At that time, there was another organization, the Willy Society, that served the Führer together with Far North."

"Kassel College is the name of the Camarilla after its reorganization, just like Far North to Twilight Dogma." Constantine took off his bear fur hat and windproof glasses, revealing his delicate face. He had been to Valley College and often hung out in the library of Hilltop College. He also got some recommendations for auditing undergraduate courses and understood the development history of modern mixed-blood society. To be honest, Lu Mingfei might not have a wider knowledge than him in this field.

They walked down the iron ladder into the lower cabin, where the space became wider. On the metal walls on both sides of the corridor were hung high-precision electronic display screens combined with special modules. The screens broadcast the swaying scenery of the Alps and the synchronously changing weather in real time. At every distance, they could see a clearly marked route map, which showed that they were slowly passing through the floating ice area of ​​the Greenland Sea at a speed of 30 nautical miles per hour.

At this point, you can already see soldiers patrolling with live ammunition. These people are considered to be Lu Mingze's hawks and dogs. They are all retired special forces recruited from all over the world, experienced bounty hunters, and powerful hybrids who are on the edge of society but have not yet touched the bottom line of the law. With the degree of evilness of the little devil, it is likely that these people's wives and children have been taken to a country with birds singing and flowers blooming all year round to enjoy life, and they are completely worried about their loyalty.

Unlike other service-oriented ocean-going ships, the restaurant of this ship is on the lower level instead of on the deck, so they have to go down.

Reggie Leif fiddled with a pink mobile phone, and the screen of the mobile phone was a pixel-style Tetris.

Now the person who can really speak here is Nono, but Nono did not confiscate the young lady's mobile phone.

The communication channel of the Imael has always been silent, and the only external communication method on the ship is an unregistered maritime satellite phone. She has no way to get in touch with the outside world, let alone reveal their location to the academy or inform Vincent.

Neither Nono nor Constantine mentioned to Regirev where their destination was. In fact, the Imael was seemingly wandering aimlessly in the Arctic Circle along the navigation track of the Yamal.

Nono could not find the Far North by relying on her own strength, but a guy named Uncle KFC sent an encrypted email to the ship as soon as they boarded the Imael, which clearly marked the next navigation track of the Yamal.

In order to ensure the authenticity of this email, Nono even stayed at the dock in Reykjavik for a whole day. It was not until he saw the dark side of the Yamal as high as a high wall appearing in the distant skyline that he finally chose to rely on the email. 's route tracks the Far North.

In fact, Nono could guess who sent her the email.

He was able to bypass the college's smart secretary and signed his KFC uncle off-line. To be honest, this young hero just had to write Fingel von Flins at the end of the email.

However, thanks to Uncle KFC's intelligence, the Ymel is like a beast chasing behind a flock of sheep, quietly gathering strength, grinding its teeth and sucking blood, and is waiting with astonishing patience for the enemy to reveal its flaws.

The restaurant is large enough to accommodate dozens or hundreds of people dining at the same time, but at this time, there is only a dining table covered with white tablecloths under the elegant crystal chandelier. Pure silver tableware is prepared on the dining table according to the seating order, and there are also special tables. The mother-of-pearl spoon used to eat caviar has already been placed on the champagne holder. The sparkling gin was opened, and the girls with beautiful faces and slim figures were waiting in the shadows not far from the dining table with lowered eyelids. Everyone's skirts hung to their ankles, but their hands were placed on the open skirts. At the fork, it was obvious that those strong and slender thighs were strapped with weapons that could kill with one blow.

You must always be vigilant during the escape. No matter Nono, Selma or Shude Aki, they have all hunted down the enemies of the school board as the hounds of the college. Now they are prey, but they are still familiar with the hunting methods of other hounds.

The security system and weapon system on the Ymel are even close to the Atlantic Helios cruise ship that Henkel used to evacuate the North American hybrids and Eri in Tokyo Bay, but the academy claims to be able to break through the world quietly. With the tightest defense system, it is difficult to guarantee whether someone from the executive department has quietly climbed onto the ship.

No more than ten people were allowed to sit at the dining table on this ship, and Reggie Leif turned more curious eyes to the maids who still felt dangerous even in a silent state.

"As a saint of the Far North, I think you should know that Vincent is not a good person. The nuclear-powered icebreaker is his forbidden possession. He will not allow any unknown force to follow him into the Arctic Circle." Even in comfort In this environment, Nono still habitually stuffed herself into the special combat uniform. She leaned against the doorway at the entrance of the restaurant with her arms folded, and the silver four-leaf clover earrings on her earlobes swayed slightly. She pressed the back of her neck with her left hand, twisted her neck joints and made a slight crunching sound. She stretched her whole body as if the bones were about to become stiff. She raised her slender right arm in a stretching posture, fighting. The body curves that are still very graceful even under the clothes are clearly visible.

"In order to prevent the situation from reaching an irreversible point, we have to be ready to fight at all times." Nono said coldly.

As a station in the Far North, the Yamal earns money from selling high-priced ship tickets every year. It is also a real war fortress. When necessary, it can even be transformed into a battleship, which can smash icebergs several meters thick. The hull is strong enough to support it. Operation of naval guns.

Of course, the Ymel also underwent similar modifications.

Nono sat down at the dining table, but suddenly realized that the little girl named Reggie Lev seemed to have been staring at her abdomen.

The red-haired miko pulled up her coat without leaving a trace to cover her belly. Whether it was out of anger or shyness, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

Reggie Leif had a thoughtful expression on her face, and a slight smile appeared in her bright eyes.

Not long after, Thelma and Shude Aki, who had washed up and dried their hair, also rushed to the restaurant, so that everyone who was dining today was considered complete.

As for the maids and mercenaries, they have other places to eat. The employer who hired them aboard the ship spent enough wealth to buy these people out for the next 20 years to turn them into loyal dogs. Loyal dogs will not be angry because they can't eat at the same table as their owners.

The waiter in a black tuxedo pushed a silver dining cart and placed the plates with ingredients in the center of the table. Today's main dishes are pan-fried sea bass and Arctic sweet shrimp, as well as steamed and cut open king crab. , blue lobster, garlic-fried veal and grilled asparagus.

Because everyone here is a gourmet who is well versed in Chinese culture, the chef did not divide the meals, but directly served a larger dinner plate to completely present each dish in front of them.

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The only thing is that the Arctic sweet shrimps on the table are all sashimi and sushi, but the waiter placed a separate steamed one in front of Nono.

Chilled champagne danced in the goblet. Nono once again got a glass of mulled wine from the waiter. The glasses clinked together and everyone else drank it in one gulp. Only she took a sip. .

Even the crazy little miko began to pay attention to protecting her digestive system at this time. Although some studies have shown that a woman's immune system will be greatly improved during pregnancy, after all, Noono grew up in China for a long time, and she always felt that at this time, she had to avoid cold food and pay attention to keeping warm.

"We may spend a long time on this ship, but the good news is that we are not alone. The Russian Northern Fleet will send destroyers to wander in the nearby waters in the name of exercises. We can get assistance and logistics from many channels. Supplies." Shuode Aki pushed up the frames of his glasses and glanced at Nono.

She watched Nono enter the academy and grow up, and she also knew that the red-haired witch had great power and the family behind her was no less powerful than the members of the board of directors. But she didn't expect that she could even mobilize the Northern Fleet.

In fact, the person who could do this was not Nono but Zero.

Jiude Mai was temporarily left in Hefei for treatment, while Su Enxi took a private plane directly to Oslo. When delivering Imer to Nono, the black and gold swan showed the Romanov family's token.

Regirev didn't quite understand the positioning of the destroyer, and was shoveling the garlic-fried veal into her plate.

"In fact, instead of following them, my suggestion is to use a cruise missile to blow up the Yamal and the Far North together." After finally finishing the veal on the plate, Regisleve raised her head, pursed her lips, wiped the oil stains on her lips with her fingers, and showed a serious expression on her face, "Vincent told me that he was the extradited Charon, but Charon is the boatman on the Styx. Where will you go after following him? The underworld?"

"I think we are very close to the truth. The fate of this world may be in our hands." Nono's voice was cold.

"But only the dead can go to the underworld... Blowing up that ship is the best choice, right?" Regisleve shrugged, and her marble-textured skin reflected pearl-like fluorescence.

She was too beautiful. The people present could only find one person who could tie with Miss Regisleve in terms of appearance in their own impressions. That person was Sister Xia Mi, who was said to have been declared a pure-blooded dragon but died in the Tokyo incident.

"You are eager for us to destroy the Yamal. Why?" Nono sensed something unusual in Regirev's reaction. She straightened her collar, sat down, and looked down coldly at the beautiful girl sitting opposite her who was full of youth and would be the focus of everyone wherever she went.

"In April 1945, my great-grandmother Maria of the Star and her follower Vincent used some means to leave Berlin, which was in danger under the attack of the Soviets. They lived in Argentina for the next few decades." Regirev also sat up straight. She didn't mind making any secrets of the Far North public. The girl's cheeks were a little unreal under the swaying lights. "They maintain the expenses and luxurious life of the Far North by selling cultural relics and artworks, but they shouldn't have enough money to buy a nuclear-powered icebreaker anyway."

Nono held his breath.

"Vincent is not the real boss. His job is to help the bigwigs behind him find the real underworld. Although I am called the Saint of the Far North, I am actually just a gift that can be given to those bigwigs at any time." Regislove laughed coldly, "They claim to find the kingdom of God, but I think the gate of the kingdom of God should be full of human corpses."