The number of views has exceeded 800,000, and the number of likes is approaching 150,000.
The comment section refreshes at breakneck speed, with new comments popping up every second.
"Oh, the little fox is so cute! God bless the world so that there will be no more animal cruelty."
"That fox's possessive behavior towards its food was so wild. When will the blogger post content about building houses in the wilderness?"
"The image quality and color grading are really beautiful. Is that big wooden frame in the background the newly built house?"
"What does the exhibition hall actually look like? I strongly demand a live stream of the exhibition's construction!"
"This kind of pure, everyday life in the wilderness seems so real. It's so comforting!"
Su Wei's finger, which was swiping the screen, stopped.
The video received an even more enthusiastic response than expected.
There's no need to force conflict into the script; the contrast between the harshness of the wilderness and the subtle warmth is the strongest emotional trigger.
This proves that his decision to split the account was absolutely correct.
The engagement of fans on daily-focused accounts is being built up rapidly.
He exited the short video app and switched back to the messaging app.
The pinned chat box contains a new message from Emily.
Not one, but three consecutive lines of text.
"Satellite cloud imagery shows a blizzard warning for your area. You didn't go deep into the mountains, did you?"
" Su Wei?"
The last message was sent three minutes ago.
"If you don't reply to me soon, I'm going to report you missing to the Fish and Game Department."
Chapter 192 Telecommunications Across the Polar Night, A Promise with an Academic Advisor
The message "If you don't reply to me soon, I'm going to report you missing to the Fish and Game Department " was still flashing on the screen.
Su Wei extended his right hand and pressed the communication entry on the center console that featured the image of a blonde girl.
The car's Bluetooth connection was successful.
The dial tone only rang for half a second.
" Su Wei Yang!"
Emily's voice suddenly blared from the speakers, her pitch noticeably higher.
Interspersed among the sounds were rapid breathing and the rustling of papers being turned quickly.
"So you finally checked your phone?"
"Open your satellite imagery and check the speed of the front moving southwest of Kodiak Island!"
"The instantaneous wind speed there will approach level 10 within half an hour."
What were you doing going to an area with no cell phone signal all by yourself? Were you digging for mammoth fossils under the ice?
A barrage of questions filled the entire driver's cab.
Su Wei gripped the steering wheel with his left hand and gently applied the brakes, avoiding a protruding rock beneath the snow.
The car's heating system was running at full capacity.
The frost that had formed on his coat melted, turning into water droplets that seeped into his footpads.
"I'm driving; I just came out of the forest road on the Pillar Mountain."
Su Wei leaned back against the leather headrest, his voice steady.
"I dug up dozens of pounds of century-old peat moss."
Silence fell instantly on the other end of the line.
Only a faint background noise can be heard.
"Centennial peat moss?"
Emily's tone softened, but she spoke faster.
"That symbiotic microbial network is extremely fragile."
"Once removed from the specific slightly acidic water and soil environment of cold-climate swamps, they wouldn't even survive a week."
" Aruk said you were building some kind of museum; I thought it was just a slightly larger wooden frame."
"You want to replicate even the underlying micro-ecosystem indoors?"
As a master's degree holder specializing in animal behavior and ecology, she immediately grasped the crazy logic behind this behavior.
This isn't building a house; it's forcibly enclosing a wilderness.
Su Wei turned the steering wheel, and the Raptor pickup truck drove onto a relatively flat, straight gravel road.
The tires crunched over the ice, making a continuous squeaking sound.
"Using industrial equipment to make up the numbers, it can only be considered a large aquarium."
"What I need is a self-sustaining natural engine."
Su Wei watched the dark tree shadows receding past the windshield.
"Since you know all this, would you like to see the chassis structure of this polar version of Noah's Ark for yourself?"
He extended an invitation.
A screeching sound of a chair being pulled out came from the other end of the phone.
"A polar Noah's Ark? How interesting."
Emily gave a short laugh on the other end of the line.
The previous tension was completely dispelled by this invitation.
"Since you need a free senior academic advisor."
I'll be there in a couple of days.
Su Wei slightly eased off the accelerator with his right foot.
The car speed was reduced to fifty miles per hour.
"In a couple of days?"
He glanced at the December date displayed on the car's screen.
"Aren't you busy looking for a job in Anchorage? You still have almost a month until your graduation procedures are completed."
Logically, she should be tied up in a lab or database right now.
"Confidential."
Emily uttered two words crisply.
"Protect the Cotton Candy."
"Focus on driving."
With a beep.
The call was immediately disconnected.
Su Wei looked at the car's display screen, which had returned to the main interface.
The girl had clearly concealed the reason for the change in her travel plans.
He did not call back to ask further questions.
The high beams of the Raptor pickup truck ripped through the night.
The engine roared as it advanced toward the territory Pillar Mountain.
Forty minutes later.
The frozen surface of Emerald Lake reflected the cold moonlight.
The Raptor pickup truck came to a stop in front of the garage next to the cabin.
Turn off the engine and remove the key.
Su Wei pushed open the heavy car door, his leather boots stepping onto the thick snow.
He went around to the back seat.
Open the car door and untie the three elastic straps securing the temperature-controlled refrigerator.
With both hands gripping the handles on either side, the muscles in the forearms instantly tensed.
The sixty-pound box was steadily lifted out of the carriage.
Su Wei, carrying the box, did not head towards his wooden hut.
Instead, he turned and walked towards the massive building skeleton a hundred meters away.
The blades of the wind-solar hybrid microgrid system rotate silently in the night breeze.