Just as many people looked toward the phenomenon, while others habitually snapped photos, a black fighter jet suddenly swept across the vault of heaven, tearing through wind and clouds and leaving a faint trail in the sky.
Many people felt that something was off when they saw this, but for the moment, they could not remember why it felt wrong.
Still, someone eventually realized it. This was the pole; under magnetic interference, many electronic devices would be heavily affected. The more sophisticated they were, the greater the interference—communications equipment in particular would be utterly crippled.
Such an environment was undoubtedly the nemesis of aircraft.
Thus, once common sense kicked in, many people's first reaction was to wonder whether their eyes were playing tricks on them.
Indeed, many scientific magazines had featured similar concept aircraft—more accurately, they had only the concept, not the aircraft.
Even now, there was no good solution to the interference problem.
Part of the reason was that contemporary research had invested relatively little effort in this direction. Many technologies were developed to serve war, and under normal circumstances, no country would go to the Antarctic or Arctic to fight.
"Professor, I think I'm having visual hallucinations. I just saw a plane fly over us, then land beside us."
In a patch of snow, a girl wrapped up so tightly that not even her face could be seen said blankly.
Though she was bundled up so thoroughly, her silhouette, her pair of bright visible eyes, and those heavy layers of clothing gave her an adorably bumbling air.
This girl was none other than Yan Sisi, who had also crossed paths with Zhao Cheng several times.
By now, she was nearing graduation. Under normal circumstances, she could not possibly have appeared in a place like this.
But she