The blue eyes immediately fixed on the ball of yarn that Su Wei had picked up with his left hand.
Su Wei put it back on the carpet.
He bounced the ball of yarn in his left hand, using his forearm to generate power.
The ball of yarn traced a long parabola through the air before crashing down at the end of the kitchen aisle.
"Go."
He issued the command.
White Shadow launched itself into the air.
The Cotton Candy galloped away on all fours and plunged headfirst into the passageway.
Soon, the crisp sound of claws scratching at the cabinet door could be heard.
Su Wei withdrew his gaze.
A completely enclosed shelter, rapidly accumulating capital, and a steady firelight in the fireplace.
These physical anchors firmly pinned him to the extreme ice fields of Kodiak Island.
In this place where strength speaks volumes, he used his gun and tools to smash out a steel nail that no one could remove.
My phone, which was on the edge of my computer desk, started vibrating.
The screen lights up.
A cartoon fox wearing a winter hat pops up on the lock screen.
It was a message from Emily.
Swipe open the screen and tap into the dialog box.
" Su Wei, the town's weather forecast has been updated."
"A strong low-pressure cold front is located on the shady slope of Pyramid Mountain. The wind chill on the north side will drop to -25 degrees Celsius tomorrow morning."
A 20-second voice message follows the text.
Su Wei clicked play.
The girl's clear, urgent voice came from the speaker.
"You must wear thermal underwear tomorrow. Wear a moisture-wicking, quick-drying shirt underneath, not pure cotton. Wear a windproof jacket with a windproof skirt as an outer layer."
"I boiled four kettles of water and packed them in my bag. I also brought two bars of extreme cold ski wax. Your ski binding size is correct."
"Make sure to line the bottom of Cotton Candy's airline crate with two layers of warm blankets! There's a peregrine falcon up high up, so don't let it run away. See you at the gas station at nine tomorrow, don't be late. Goodnight!"
The voice message ended, accompanied by a slight electrical static.
This is a mix of meticulous academic rigor and caring advice from a friend.
I rushed into this isolated wooden house following the invisible electromagnetic waves.
Su Wei tapped his fingers on the screen keyboard.
"Supplies inventoried. See you at 9:00 AM sharp tomorrow."
send.
Turn off the screen.
He stuffed his phone into the side pocket of his tactical pants.
He turned and walked towards the storage room.
Push open the heavy, solid wood soundproof door with one hand.
A blast of cold air hit me.
He remodeled this 50-square-meter storage room to store high-grade ammunition and polar supplies in separate compartments.
He walked up to the heavy-duty, all-black steel tactical rack.
Remove the top layer of the polar windproof snowsuit and zip up the high-density fleece lining.
Pull open the second drawer and take out the anti-ski boot straps with large steel studs.
I also put on the necessary warm gloves.
There are also some small items to keep things warm.
For example, hand warmers.
Shift your gaze downwards.
Pull out a sturdy, all-black aviation-grade coolant box from next to the military green metal supply box at the bottom.
He tore off an extremely thick pure wool military blanket, roughly laid it on the bottom of the trunk, and used his fist to flatten the raised wrinkles.
After doing all this...
Su Wei straightened up.
With his left hand he was carrying a heavy winter coat, and with his right hand he gripped the wide handle on top of the flight case.
The dry wood in the fireplace in the hall crackled.
A cluster of orange-red sparks splashed onto the basalt floor tiles and extinguished.
Su Wei kicked open the storage room door with his heel.
They came face to face with an albino red fox running back carrying a gray ball of yarn in its mouth.
Two pairs of gazes, one blue and one black, met in the corridor.
Su Wei stepped on the threshold with his right foot and stopped moving.
Chapter 210 Shooting Range Construction and Skiing
The kitchen island in the log cabin.
Su Wei, holding a kitchen knife, cuts open a hard-crusted whole-wheat bread.
Use the blade to lift the butter and spread a thick layer on the cut surface.
He placed the Angus beef steak that he had specially set aside the night before into it.
The passive effect of [ Simple Dietary Supplementation ] is silently activated in the background.
A very faint glimmer of light flashed across the surface of the food.
The system prompted an exit.
Food provides a minor, temporary boost: Cold Resistance and Energy Storage.
Within six hours after consumption, the rate of decrease in core body temperature slows by 10%.
Su Wei pulled out the thickened greaseproof tin foil.
He tightly wrapped two portions of high-calorie dry rations, each weighing a pound, and stuffed them into the insulated compartment of his tactical backpack.
The roar of a heavy-duty diesel engine pierced the cold air by Emerald Lake.
A heavy pickup truck bearing the Polar Strong Shield logo slowed down and drove into the territory.
The widened snow tires left half-foot-deep ruts on the frozen black soil.
Orange warning signs and several bundles of reflective surveying tape were laid horizontally in the truck bed.
The pickup truck came to a stop.
Matt pushed open the car door and jumped out.
His heavy work boots crunched on the broken ice.
The big guy pulled off his windproof gloves and stuffed them into the pocket of his flannel shirt.
"The surveyors arrived half an hour ago."
"The 300-meter red line of the firing range has been marked, right at the edge of the windbreak forest at the foot of Pillar Mountain."
Matt strode over and pulled open the metal flap of the pickup truck bed.
He spread the engineering drawings out on the hood of the engine.
Rough fingers tapped on the area where contour lines were dense.
"Are you sure you want to dig an ammunition depot at the bottom of that slope?"
Matt raised his head and looked directly into Su Wei's eyes.
"The geological composition of this area is complex."
"The top five meters consist of glacial till and loose gravel, beneath which large basalt layers are cut directly in."
Matt's tone turned serious.
"The underground water line is even more troublesome."
"Once the blind drain is cut through the mountainside, the entire ammunition depot will become a large reservoir."
"The cost of high-pressure grouting for leak prevention is three times higher than building an above-ground bunker."
Su Wei walked down the steps of the wooden house.