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A few dozen meters away, boiling mud rolled on the tundra, and the rising hot steam formed smoke columns with the smell of sulfur, floating towards the sky.

Looking around, the sky is high and the earth is vast and the place without geothermal hot springs is full of vast white snow.

In this environment, it makes people feel that time and the whole world seem to have become slow and quiet here. Only the whistling north wind blows up scattered snowflakes and ice foam, spinning and rolling on this perpetually frozen land.

"Old Wang, we are coming."

The sound of the red tank brought back Wang Yan's thoughts that floated outside the window.

After a group of people stayed in Moscow for two days, they left behind diplomats in the State African Bureau to handle affairs,

People took a flight to the Temer Autonomous Region in Northern Siberia.

When you get here, you will reach the northernmost end of the Northern Siberian frozen plain. From here, there will be no roads. There are endless frozen wilderness around you.

In the south, you can occasionally see cold forests and bushes, but in the north, most of the areas are just vast tundra and the thin layer of white snow covered on the tundra.

Fortunately, a military jeep was driven by the red tank. This beast-type car with full horsepower was like a bison, carrying everyone in the rugged and difficult frozen soil, driving upwards all the way toward the location of the Perissa tribe.

Just like that, I drove all day.

At this time, the red tank was playing pleasant Slavic songs in the carriage, and his fingers were slapped rhythmically on the steering wheel. Although the journey was long, it did not hinder everyone's mood.

Especially when driving around the vast wilderness, the feeling that it seems to be integrated with the surrounding nature can be said to be coming towards us.

"Old Wang, Nan Lian, I feel a little embarrassed. I keep making you tired."

Bai Lisa, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned around and said apologetically, "My tribe's location belongs to the autonomous region. It is very hidden and cannot be entered by outsiders. Our tribe has served the god of winter for generations and cannot leave our ancestral land."

"If there is nowhere, the natural environment here is so good, driving all the way is simply a pleasure." Wang Yan leaned against the back seat window and smiled very casually.

"Yes, the sky is high and the earth is wide, the air is fresh, and the ice and snow elements are very rich, which gives me a very good feeling."

Nan Lian leaned on Wang Yan's shoulder, looked back at Bai Lisa, and smiled slightly, "If Grandpa Salal of your tribe can really know the origin of this necklace and the clues of my mother, then this journey would be perfect."

"It's good that you can like this place. I'm also worried that you will not be able to adapt to the backward living environment here."

Bai Lisa smiled and then said with a certain tone, "Don't worry, Nanlian, Grandpa Salal, the high priest of our tribe, must know the clues about the necklace and your mother. If he didn't know, I'm afraid no one in the world would know."

While everyone was talking, a large wooden house and animal-skin tent began to appear at the end of their sight.

"Son of Flame, Miss Nanlian, ahead is the atrium camp of our Winter God clan. Our destination has arrived!"

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"It's His Highness the Hunter!"

"Haint God is back!"

Wang Yan and his group parked the car in front of the Winter Gods Camp. As the landlord, Bai Lisa was walking ahead with the Bear King to lead the way.

Everyone walked through the large and huge camp gates, with many guards guarding each other, and walked towards the tribe without any obstruction or inquiries. On the contrary, after seeing Bolisa, several guards at the entrance immediately cheered enthusiastically, like waves, passing them to the interior one after another.

"I'm informing the clan leader, Miss Bailisha is back!"

Fortunately, the people of Bailisha use traditional Russian, and Wang Yan and Nan Lian can easily understand the meaning.

For those who are capable, language is never difficult. Learning and using language is simple for those who are capable.

"It seems that Bai Lisha's status in the tribe is much higher than I thought." Wang Yan smiled jokingly.

He, Nan Lian, and the red tanks accompanying him, followed by Bai Lisa. Behind them, a nagging hairy crab, carrying luggage and gifts, walked at the end of the team.

Since the purpose of this trip was to find Nan Lian's life experience, Wang Yan and Nan Lian's easy-going personality were not too ostentatious. Therefore, the two of them wore simple cotton jackets and looked very low-key, just like two tourists coming to travel.

"Old Wang, don't underestimate Bai Lisa. She is the daughter of the leader of the Winter God clan, and she is also the winner of the title of Hunter God with the highest status among the tribe warriors."

The red tank stretched out his arms and put them around Wang Yan's shoulders and said with a smile, "According to those European principalities, Perissa is a princess, and she is also a princess who can fight and will inherit the throne in the future!"

"You can say it." Bai Lisa turned around and glared at the Red Tank.

The laughter of the red tank immediately came to an abrupt end, and the scene made Wang Yan and Nan Lian laugh laugh.

"It seems that Brother Tank and His Highness the Hunter are very close?" Wang Yan mocked the red tank with his eyes. The other party didn't know how to answer again, so he had to glance helplessly.

Wang Yan smiled and withdrew his gaze.

He first came to this ancient tribe, and at this time he felt novel in everything. Take the camp in front of him as an example, it is completely different from the nomadic peoples he had known before.

This camp is very large in scale. When you come here, you will be like coming to a small town.

Looking around, you can see that this clan camp was built according to the surrounding terrain.

The extremely cold northern land where everyone is located does not have too high mountains, and the terrain is mainly low mountains, hills, as well as wastelands and swamps. The Winter Gods Clan Camp is built in a undulating hilly area.

This approach is very scientific. The rolling hills and low mountains have become natural barriers to protect against wind and snow, as well as defend against enemies and wild animals. It also provides excellent viewing on the hills. At the same time, the flat and dry environment inside the hills is more conducive to people's survival.

Not only that, the people of Bailisha also built a very majestic and sturdy wooden wall around the camp according to the terrain.

They cut down the cold-range giant trees unique to the north in a complete manner, sharpened the top roughly, and built a thick wooden wall outside the Daying. These cold-range giant trees were at least ten meters high, and nearly two people hugged each other, spreading all the way, making them spectacular.

As soon as he passed through this wooden wall, Wang Yan was infected by a majestic aura and was amazed.

The buildings inside the camp also adhere to a rough and bold style, full of wildness.

The houses inhabited by the people of the Winter Gods are all based on rocks, with wood and animal skins as the main building materials, and then decorated with animal bones and totems to form a residence that looks like a wooden house and a tent.

It looks rough and unique. Walking in it, it feels like traveling to the ancient mythological era. It is unimaginable that in today's highly modern earth, such a place full of ancient charm is still retained.

"Praise the God of Winter, Miss Perissa is back."

"Miss Bolisa is still in a state of grace."

At this time, more and more tribe members surrounded Bai Lisa, Wang Yan and others.

They were men and women, old and young. After seeing Bai Lisa and her group coming, they all threw down their busy work and surrounded them enthusiastically.

"Look, Mr. Tank is here too! He is still as powerful as ever!"

"The black lady wearing sunglasses is so beautiful! Is she a colleague of His Highness the God of Hunter? She has never seen her before, and her temperament is comparable to our God of Hunter..."

"Huh? There is also a handsome black guy next to them, who looks like a Chinese..."

The tribesmen around were talking, and it was obvious that Bai Lisha was loved by the tribesmen. They also knew the red tank, and Nan Lian also attracted their great attention. On the contrary, Wang Yan, apart from being handsome, did not attract much attention from them.

However, Wang Yan didn't care about these things. Instead, the simplicity and kindness of these tribe members made him and Nan Lian feel warmth.

Wang Yan showed that these members of the Winter God clan had the characteristics of a typical Caucasian race. They had a tall nose, tall figure, and their heads were mainly gold and brown. However, their skin looked slightly darker than usual Russians.

This may be related to the long-term sunshine in the north, but it is precisely because of the slightly darker skin color that they have more of the oriental spirits under the tall and mighty appearance of Westerners.

In addition, he also found that these Winter Gods tribes have a unified characteristic. Both men, women, young and old have blue eyes, which are like sea water floating in the north, which is very beautiful.

"Belissa, your tribe is not completely evading the world. I saw them wearing sweaters, and some even holding hunting rifles." Wang Yan showed that these people from the Winter God tribe were wearing thick sweaters from the inner village under their fur coats, and some were carrying hunting rifles.

"Our tribe is not uncivilized savages, we just chose to follow the traditional life."

Bai Lisa turned around and smiled at Wang Yan, and said with a little pride, "Ordinary tribesmen here will regularly travel through the snow field, do business with the people in the town, and those who use guns are ordinary people. Those who truly awaken will use our traditional weapons, and their lethality will be stronger."

"Of course, the capable people of our tribe are directly responsible to the Polar Bear Secret Service. Currently, I and the Red Tank are the person in charge of affairs on both sides."

"I understand, no wonder you always partner with the Tank Brothers." Wang Yan and Nan Lian looked at the red tank meaningfully after hearing this.

The red tank just laughed twice and didn't say anything. Wang Yan saw it and gave the other party a thumbs up. This guy looks honest, but he is actually very smart.

"You are such an amazing nation." When Wang Yan and the red tanks shook each other, Nan Lian praised, "In today's modern society, you can keep your own traditions while keeping them in line with the world. This alone is enough to show that your tribe is very outstanding."

"Miss Nanlian praised it." Bailisha said modestly, "The reason why our tribe has been passed down to this day is because we have the responsibility to protect the ancestral holy land, and our tradition cannot be changed."

As everyone was talking, a rough and bold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Son of Flame, who is the Son of Flame?"
Chapter completed!