It was obvious that whoever could steal things on the Arctic ice field must be a native species of this place.
Coupled with the clear footprints on the ground, Yang Lin quickly had an answer in his heart.
To verify his guess, he immediately activated the detection radar.
Before long, a small bright spot hidden in the snow and ice caught his attention.
Upon clicking the light spot, a line of information appeared before his eyes.
[Male Arctic Fox (Healthy) 2 years old, Aloof]
Seeing this line of information, the corners of Yang Lin's mouth involuntarily curled up.
"Heh heh, what a coincidence."
"You ate my fish, so you'll have to follow me from now on."
After saying this, Yang Lin walked directly towards the location indicated by the light spot.
Soon, a snow den appeared before him. Judging by the footprints outside the den, the Arctic fox that had stolen the fish earlier was now hiding inside.
To avoid startling the little guy, Yang Lin thought for a moment and finally took out a piece of ham sausage from his backpack.
He tore open the packaging, broke the ham sausage into several pieces, and threw them at the entrance of the hole, then waited patiently.
In just one minute, a small black nose poked out first.
Along with the small black nose, a coat of white fur as pure as snow appeared.
In this icy and snowy environment, if Yang Lin hadn't been close, it would have been difficult to distinguish.
Undoubtedly, this was an Arctic fox native to the Arctic.
Compared to the silver fox in the Xihong Zoo, which was a mutation of red fox genes, this Arctic fox was purer white, its fur was fluffier, and its appearance was more than a notch higher.
No wonder European aristocrats were so obsessed with turning their fur into fashion.
"What a beautiful little fellow."
Just as Yang Lin was admiring the Arctic fox with surprise, the fox, drawn by the smell of ham sausage, discovered Yang Lin waiting at the entrance of the hole.
If it were an ordinary human, it would have run away the moment it discovered them.
But this human in front of it clearly gave it a different feeling.
It felt no sense of danger from him, but rather a sense of kinship.
As the Arctic fox's eyes became confused, Yang Lin spoke.
"Little one, follow me from now on. Fish will be plentiful, and there will be other delicacies."
After saying this, Yang Lin returned to the location of the sled and, under the resentful gaze of Goudan, took out a can of meat that it liked the most.
After a slight heating on the oil stove, a tempting aroma of meat immediately spread out.
Smelling this aroma, how could the Arctic fox, which had lived in the Arctic since it was young, resist? It immediately, like a little dog, drooled and wagged its tail, which looked like a feather duster.
"What is this delicious thing?"
"This is called canned meat, a specialty from where I come from. If you follow me, I'll give you 3 cans every day, no, 5 cans."
While introducing the delicious canned meat to the little one, Yang Lin let it have a taste.
As the beef particles, soaked in juice, were rolled into its mouth by the little one's tongue, the unique meaty aroma of beef instantly exploded in the little one's mouth.
Having lived in this harsh and cold land since childhood, how could it have tasted such a delicacy of the human world?
The most delicious thing it had ever eaten was cold snow rabbit meat. Compared to this beef with a refreshing carrot flavor, it was like one was in heaven and the other was in the 18th level of hell.
After a shallow taste, it could no longer maintain its elegance. The palm-sized can of meat was swallowed in a few bites.
And every time it took a bite, Goudan's teeth bit down harder.
"Damn vixen, eating my canned meat, my favorite carrot mixed flavor canned meat!"
After the canned meat was completely finished, even the juice was licked clean, the Arctic fox made a decision.
"Human, from today onwards, I will follow you."
"But I need to say goodbye to my siblings and tell them I'm leaving here."
"Oh? You have siblings?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Lin's eyes shone even brighter.
The poor take care of themselves; the successful take care of everyone.
Yang Lin would never do something that would separate their bloodlines.
Ten minutes later, there were four Arctic foxes of varying sizes and shapes on Yang Lin's sled.
Coupled with the four polar bears and the brothers Goudan and Gousheng, the Xihong Great Fleet was beginning to take shape.
So Yang Lin did not delay any further. He raised his phone and took a group photo of himself and the four Arctic foxes, then sent it to Teacher Xiaoliang. He then embarked on his journey to the North Pole once again.
It was just that he did not expect that not long after he casually clicked send, all the photos with red circles on the sending interface were sent out, along with the photos taken while eating and drinking fish soup earlier.
If he could see this scene, he would probably just sigh and say—Dragon Country Mobile is awesome!
At the same time, inside the Yellow River Scientific Expedition Station, Teacher Xiaoliang, who was participating in a scientific expedition meeting, suddenly felt his phone vibrate.
When he picked up his phone and saw the message notification, the expression on his face immediately changed.
"Director Yang sent a message!"
As he unconsciously said this, everyone in the conference room turned their attention to him.
"What, Director Yang sent a message? Is it true?"
"Has he not left Ny-Ålesund yet?"
"It wouldn't be a distress signal, would it?"
"Quick, let us see what he sent."
.....
Facing everyone's inquiries, Teacher Xiaoliang was serious at first, but then suddenly laughed.
After he connected his phone to the large screen of the conference room, seven or eight photos appeared on it. Kan Shu La.
Looking at these photos, the scientific expedition personnel and experts and professors in the conference room could not help themselves.
Because these photos were all different selfies of Yang Lin.
There were selfies of him speeding across the ice field in his sled, and selfies of him hugging a polar bear and making a heart shape.
There were selfies of him drinking fish soup on the Arctic Ocean, and selfies of him holding a bottle of vodka.
The last two selfies were of him holding four Arctic foxes.
The key issue was that the angles of these selfies were all very awkward and strangely consistent. WAp.kanshuwu.net
It was no wonder that even the usually serious scientific research bigwigs present could not help but laugh.
"It seems Director Yang has already reached the Arctic Ocean by now."
"Weren't there only four polar bears? Why are there four Arctic foxes now?"
"Director Yang's selfie skills need improvement. He looks much older than his age when taking selfies."
"It seems he is doing better than we imagined."
"He probably thought there was no internet, so he used Teacher Xiaoliang as a draft box."
.....
After everyone analyzed these selfies, the heavy stone in their hearts was somewhat relieved.
Just as they were preparing to continue the meeting, Teacher Xiaoliang, with a mischievous smile, sent all these selfies to his personal social media account.
He could already imagine what kind of expression Yang Lin would have when he returned and saw that his photos had gone viral.