Chapter 528: Waking up in the early morning in Northern Europe
The effect of [Sleep Card] slowly dissipated, and the urgency in my heart because there was something that needed to be done but had not been done yet revived.
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Silver Hotel, Fangran slowly opened his eyes on a luxurious and soft bed...
Um....?
Xiaoyou and brother...are they all out...senpai is not here either...?
Xiaoran didn't call herself...there's no need for class today?
Wait...where is this...
Why do I... yes... I have to... I...
I have to find Ling!!!
Buzz——!
The moment he sorted out the last thought in his mind, Fangran sat up straight. He pressed his head that he had just woken up from, and shook it vigorously.
Then what appeared in front of me was the luxurious and elegant bedroom of the presidential suite, and the view outside the window...
It's early morning in Norway.
Fangran pressed his forehead, his lowered eyes were a little sleepy, and he slowly exhaled.
By the way, I am in Norway now.
Looking at the Norwegian time displayed on the clock on a chic little table cabinet, it turned out that it had actually not been seven hours since he checked in last night, and he had only slept at about six o'clock.
But Fangran didn't allow himself to sleep anymore.
In fact, if it weren't for jet lag, he wouldn't have slept for these six hours.
Going to the North Pole, there are still many things you need to prepare yourself...
With this thought in his mind, Fangran dragged his body out of bed, then suddenly froze,
I found that I was still wearing the clothes I had found for him after dressing up a little before the bonfire party.
Looking out the window at the scenery of Oslo, the capital of Norway, Fangran, who knew how far away he was at the moment, fell into a dazed silence, and then sighed helplessly.
Because it was my first time to go abroad and I was wary of the unfamiliar environment around me, so why did I just fall asleep like this...
Throw away those thoughts,
You don't need to worry about this kind of thing now.
He tore off his collar, took off his shirt and threw it into the black box. After experiencing the training of the summer vacation, his thin upper body actually had streamlined muscle outlines.
Fangran straightened his shoulders, locking his shoulder blades with the muscles on his arms. He grabbed the room service phone, not worrying about whether the other party would understand, and spoke in a calm and low voice:
"Get some clothes ready for me."
Then he walked into the private bathroom, and the warm water flowed through his body. Under his wet hair, Fangran's eyes were slowly quiet and profound.
Because he helped him block the night network connections of all participants in the capital that night, Ling's existence was exposed.
Apart from answers and targets for herself, that woman also had a strong dislike in her mind.
If she was the executive officer of the association, then what she disliked was the reason why Ling left.
That's what I have to face...
It must be the Nightless Palace!
"Zero Cavalry..."
Fangran murmured this name in a low voice, which represented the top level of combat power of the European participants, and the figure of the only "zero rider" he had ever seen slowly appeared in his mind.
The elegant figure holding a Western rapier wrapped with silver thorns.
Then he shook the water drops from his hair vigorously and took out a dark bathrobe from the cabinet.
Fiseld's arrangements have ended, and the Beihai Bingyang can sail tonight, before arriving at the Arctic Circle...
I have less than two days left!
"Must hurry..."
Fangran looked at himself in the mirror. He was a little different from his usual self, which made him feel a little strange and a little familiar.
Feelings of hunger arose, and I couldn't remember the last time I ate. Even the participants' bodies seemed to protest. They reached for the room service phone, but it stopped halfway.
Must adapt early...
Fangran took back his hand, recalling some memories from his childhood that now seemed unworthy of being a middle school student. He closed his eyes, and then in the flicker of light, what appeared out of thin air in his hand was...
A pack of compressed biscuits issued by the army, probably discontinued.
On the square dark green simple packaging, the printed fonts with a very contemporary feel seem to indicate its flavor...
"It's been a long time no see..."
It is still very crispy and has a dry texture like flour that falls apart as soon as you enter it. There is no modern processing that can improve the taste, except for the feeling that it is definitely not delicious, and apart from these...
Probably it just gives me an extra sense of nostalgia.
Fangran slowly chewed the compressed biscuits in his hand, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh inexplicably,
It's really strange. Normally, he should be staying on the campus in the capital now. If there are classes, he will be taken to class by his sister. If there are no classes, he will stay at home and chat with his roommates.
Thinking about where to spend time when I have time,
There is nothing to worry about. There is a night bureau of the state agency Sister Ye Sheng, who is responsible for it. On weekdays, I have my brother, my little brother, my senior sister, and Xiao Ran taking care of me...
But now he is alone in remote Northern Europe.
What’s even more strange is that the city he is currently in is obviously the richest city in Europe. The place he lives in is the most luxurious room in the best hotel here. The badge on the coat collar is hanging on the hanger, and the black box is incredibly gorgeous.
scepter,
Give him money, status, power, fame and other powers, so that he can eat any delicacies and delicacies.
But he chewed dry compressed biscuits.
I always feel that I am a little ridiculous at this moment, that I have traveled so far away alone,
Fangran scratched his head and sighed with a smile, then took another big bite of the compressed biscuit in his hand.
Then he threw away the bag and clapped his hands, without complaint and willingly.
Dangdangdang....
There was a knock on the door. He stretched hard, patted his face, and encouraged himself softly, just like before.
We are already very close, come on, Fangran.
Then he took a deep breath and spoke in the direction of the door:
"Please come in."
The sound of opening the door came, and the figure who appeared at the door was indeed Li Dana. It was obviously still quite early, but she was already dressed neatly, and she still looked like the strong woman she was when Fang Ran saw her.
She waved her hand and let the secretaries behind her carrying clothing bags come in. Then she looked at Fangran and nodded:
"Good morning, Your Excellency, according to your body standards, I have someone send you some clothes."
"No formal attire, just give me something to move around easily."
After drying his hair, Fangran pointed to his coat on the hanger and said to Li Dana:
"Something like this."
"Okay, I know."
Nodding to show that she understood, Li Dana took out her phone and called the person in charge and explained her requirements. Soon someone came up with clothes that met the requirements, although in Fangran's opinion, it was a luxurious dress that paid more attention to appearance and character.
"Also, Your Excellency, I have asked the hotel to arrange breakfast. Do you want to eat in the room?"
"No, I'm not hungry."
Fangran shook his head and smiled softly at her.
"But you clearly..."
Thinking that nearly half a day had passed since the time to get off the plane, Li Dana spoke in great surprise, but the next second,
She looked at the black-haired young man in front of her sitting on a chair in the center of the room, his face tilted up in a daze and his calm expression seemed to have the faint confidence of a superior.
She was slightly frightened. The last time she saw someone with a similar temperament was when she had the honor to attend the Fiseld European Regional Annual Meeting Ceremony, from those who were fully responsible for the various fields.
"Okay, I understand. If you have any instructions, please call me again."
Fang Ran was once again alone in the luxurious presidential suite, and the determination he had made with the 'North Pole' as the starting point in his mind was slowly being implemented.
If nothing happens, I will reach the Arctic Circle tomorrow.
And the most important thing...
Fangran's lowered eyes slowly calmed down, looking out at the city that was a little white due to the snow falling last night.
"What's the temperature...?"
Yes, Li Dana's dissuasion is not unreasonable. When humans go to the polar regions, the first thing they inevitably have to face is...
——Polar low temperatures.
Although the coldest area in the Arctic is not in the central Arctic Ocean where I want to go, but even so, September is already considered late autumn in the Arctic, and there are still low temperatures of tens of degrees below zero.
what to do?
Fangran leaned back on the chair, looked out the window and considered these things. Instinctively, he did not choose to wear thick clothes that would affect his movement to keep warm.
Then what Zeng Suqun said to him came to mind,
-'Most participants have the ability to regulate their own temperature'-
I remember that at that time, I was still confused as to why I met Sister Yesheng for the first time and why I was still wearing a windbreaker in the summer.
"ability...."
A stack of cards appeared in his hand. The dark red rectangular card with a golden magic circle on the back had various patterns on the front, but Fangran frowned slightly.
Among the 17 Clow cards that he has awakened, there are no cards that can withstand low temperatures.
Then [Fire Card]...
no.
After thinking about it for a moment, he was denied by himself. Fangran slowly shook his head, and the cards slowly turned into light chips and disappeared from his hand.
My own [Creation Card] cannot create the four higher elements, and even if it could, I would not be able to bear the consumption of such magic energy.
Don't forget, Fangran, you no longer have the unscrupulous capital.
This time, it's you alone.
Sitting silently on the chair in the room, the presidential suite, which obviously occupies the entire floor, has many luxurious facilities, but Fangran didn't have the mind to care about it. He sat here quietly, thinking about a solution.
It felt like it had been a long time since he had thought about various things by himself like this.
What should I plan and what should I undertake?
But that's okay,
The ability given by the night battle is still flowing in the body. It is your power, the power you can freely control and do whatever you want!
For a moment, it seemed that the content of the group chat had inspired me.
A bold idea came to mind!
Fangran's eyes shone slightly, he stretched out his hand and moved it out of thin air,
The power that belongs only to the participants draws a light blue light that breaks the real dilemma. The faint light of [Creation Card] lights up in the chest, and countless messages are intertwined.
The trading interface of Yewang appeared in front of his field of vision!
