The re-ship route is closest to the tundra, but it is still far away. A small part of the tundra is connected to the territory of the empire. Of course, since the establishment of the empire, it has been a region that has been in a state of permafrost and has never had any trace of human life.

"About ten days." This is Cassia's estimated departure time. It will take nearly twenty days to see the white world in the tundra. Now I just hope that on the road without humans, there will be more wildlife with me, so that I can avoid the time I specially hunt them for food.

Cassia was familiar with its structure as a re-ship of cargo. As if she was back on her way to Manoma, Cassia found a wooden box and sat down to rest. There was no light, only a little light could be seen in the gap in the skylight, but it was soon taken away by the night.

This time, there were no other people around, no refugees, and no flight attendants who came to check tickets fiercely. Cassia was rarely able to think about it in roughly the same environment, which seemed to have been completed in two years. She had considered it before. If she had not picked up the revolver or the bullet because of fear, she would have definitely not stayed in the re-line again. In other words, if Tinor had not paid the ticket fee, she would have been just like those around her, as a bystander, now she should still be in the Imperial Heavy Industry School.

"I probably have the ability to take on some work in the factory." Cassia thought, sighing and breathing.

But he felt that no matter what aspect he considered now, he seemed to make the same choice at the same time.

"It's no longer so-called now." Cassia smiled and said. It was two years ago. He thought he could do it. It seemed that in the next time, he could turn the route that suddenly turned the right angle into a straight line. As for the rest, it didn't seem to be important anymore. The only difference is that the people or things around him, and the environment, changed their appearance.

I don't think I am a person with a long reflection arc, and now I should adapt and survive well in it. Cassia told himself that as now, if I want to go to a temple in the empire as a sacred envoy, or go to a company or a technical engineer in any factory, I can achieve it very quickly. Although this is all in another sense.

Eleven days later, a heavy train covered with thin ice was driving on the tracks in the wilderness. The surroundings were very empty, and the friction sound of the steel rolling and the tracks gradually spread out to invisible. Watching the steel giant python-like heavy train slowly disappear into the wilderness where black and white intersect, Casiaha let out a breath of heat and turned to look forward.

It had just been a light snow, and the ground was covered with mottled snow. The sky was already like a tundra, and the falling snow did not make Zhi lose its original color. It only reduced the surging under the influence of high-altitude winds, and that's all.

Only then did I feel that I should wear more clothes because I have no obvious feeling about the changes in the surrounding environment. Whether it is cold or hot, clothes are just an item to prevent myself from being exposed. In time, just like food, people like Cassia have long lost their sense of taste. It is rare to have time and opportunity to savor it carefully, as long as they can fill their stomachs. The same is true for clothes, with only two requirements, tough enough and fit.

But adding one more here is also good to reduce the physical energy consumption of cold protection, even if the physical strength is negligible to Cassia now.

I walked quickly for a few kilometers and then ran slowly, which made the body that had been resting for more than ten days awaken from my sleep. It seemed similar to the previous situation. I relied on concentrated dragon blood to treat my injuries. The extra part of the blood seemed to be absorbed by the swallowing method during my coma as a substance to enhance myself.

When I woke up on the fishing boat, Cassia felt something different from before. I don’t know if there were any factors that were affected by the invisible sensitivation field there. Before taking the train, Cassia looked at his weight using industrial scales and increased a little more. Correspondingly, it was a kind of rebirth and strength, which was also a lot more powerful.

"But the operation stage should still be in the late stage of the second stage." Cassia had this feeling. In the information feedback from the body to the brain, there was a feeling that the organs and tissues of various organs were bound by something. It was like a red copper pipe used to transport steam, which was used to prevent the superheated steam from running around and turning it to the point where it was needed. On the other hand, it was also a safety guarantee. The strength of the red copper pipe was enough to withstand very high pressure steam.

Cassia felt that she had reached a critical point now, but it is unknown how long it would take to flush the safety valve on the pipeline, or directly bypass the safety valve and break the red copper pipeline.

"Is this the reason why many surgeons stay in the second stage?" Cassia thought as she moved forward. During the time of the military school, the teachers of the theory courses mentioned this knowledge. Whether it is the empire, or the Far Sea Common Country and the Flame Alliance, there are not many five-stage surgeons. Although according to the theory, after the surgery, no matter how many inhibitory tubes are in the body, every surgeon has the possibility of assimilating the fusion dragon tissue to become a five-stage surgeon. It is just that there must be many differences between factual data and theory, as well as various unknown reasons for obstacles.

In fact, many surgeons will stop at the later stage of the second stage, some of which may reach the third stage, but assimilation and fusion are becoming increasingly difficult. Just as red iron blocks are exposed to the air, it becomes increasingly difficult to knock on them as their temperature drops.

Now that he can't go back to the military school, it will be a long time since he wanted to contact Coach Bolang or the old professors. Cassia understood this, so she stopped thinking about other things and instead thought about other things. The illusions she saw on Cassiehe and the scene of hunting giant whales that were suspected to be another dream not long ago were all recalled by him, sorting out the tiny details in it bit by bit, hoping to see something from it.
Chapter completed!