People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

This canyon is so deep that it seems bottomless.

So much so that the suicide squad could barely make out the scene below until the two flares were about to go out.

Ah!

I see!

In an instant, the entire suicide squad stared in disbelief, unable to believe their eyes.

Below, there was a churning, crimson lava... but that wasn't all. The real surprise was that within the lava lay a gigantic egg, seemingly entirely black!

This suicide squad had worked in the underground world for a long time and were very familiar with the giant white egg there!

now.

Suddenly, another giant black egg was discovered here...

This is Nima!!!

What's happening here?

One second, two seconds... one minute, two minutes.

It took a long time for the suicide squad to gradually come to their senses.

Immediately afterward, the captain spoke decisively, "Retreat. We must get back alive and let the Grand Elder know what's going on here."

At the command, no one hesitated and immediately turned around and walked back.

About a week later.

The suicide squad miraculously climbed out of Mount Fuji.

Snowfield Milden, who had waited patiently for so many days at the foot of Mount Fuji and had long since given up hope and was already prepared for another team, was overwhelmed with excitement upon receiving the news.

About three hours later.

The Expendables, who had truly endured countless hardships and practically died once, stood before Snowwell Milden.

Without wasting a moment, the captain immediately reported the news, "Elder, there's another egg down there! A black egg!"

Snowwell Milden: "!!!!!!!" (End of Chapter)

Chapter 485 Antarctic Icebergs, Setting Up Camp

Neon lights at the foot of Mount Fuji.

Upon hearing this, Snowwell Milden nearly went crazy.

Can't blame him.

After all, he had spent hundreds of years painstakingly studying that giant white egg in the underground world, devoting most of his life's energy to that thing...

And now, damn it, there's still a giant black egg?

What is this thing?

What about his research over the past few centuries?

In an instant, countless thoughts flooded Snowwell Milden's mind, uncontrollable.

The Elder of the Longevity Club, Snowwell Milden, has lost his former composure and tranquility.

After a while.

Snowfield Milden gradually calmed down, then sat back in his chair, lit a cigar, and watched the videos the Expendables had recorded along the way.

Snowwell Milden didn't fast-forward much, but patiently watched it bit by bit.

Finally, we saw that giant black egg that looked like it was floating in lava...

boom!

For a moment, Snowwell Milden's breath caught in his throat.

Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving…

It really is another giant egg, and it's black.

why?

Normally, black and white are opposites... Can these two giant eggs, one black and one white, be interpreted in the same way? Are these two giant eggs actually some kind of opposing existence? What exactly is inside?

Suddenly, so many questions arose… Snowwell Milden pondered silently for a long time before letting out a long sigh.

Seeing this, the second-in-command spoke up and asked, "Elder, what do we do now?"

Snowwell Milden gave a bitter smile. "We have to get back to the underground world and find the location of that black egg at all costs, and pump out that magma..."

"This will take a long time; we'll be staying in the underground world for a long time from now on."

The second-in-command nodded, having no objections; he was used to it. "Shall we set off now?"

There's no point in staying here any longer; sending a team into Mount Fuji to study the giant black egg from above is simply unrealistic.

Snowwell Milden nodded. "Let's go."

The group moved quickly, and within an hour or so they were back in Peru.

**********

Antarctica.

A few days ago, the ship had already docked, and Ding Ze and his group had already set foot on this frozen continent.

At this moment, because the conditions here are so terrible that they are indescribable, the group is still on the road and has not yet reached their destination.

However, it's not far off. If we don't encounter a storm, we should be able to arrive in about five or six hours, around dusk.

of course.

Arrival is only the first step...

This is a veritable death zone. Putting everything else aside, just walking around here could be fatal if you're not careful.

Inside one of the professional ice vehicles, Ding Ze was dressed in extremely thick clothing, making him look bulky.

Looking at the scenery ahead... well, a few days have passed, the novelty has long worn off, and Ding Ze is indeed feeling bored.

This place is utterly boring. The temperature is so low that even smoking a cigarette is a struggle.

Time passes slowly.

Sudden.

There was a click.

The ice vehicle at the front of the convoy was forced to stop and then slowly began to sink.

It turned out there was an ice hole below...

Immediately, all vehicles stopped! No one dared to move an inch.

At the same time, the people in the sinking ice car hurriedly opened the doors at full speed and jumped out to escape...

Similar incidents have occurred several times in the past few days, and some unfortunate souls have been frozen solid and left forever in this awful place, Antarctica.

Everything happened very quickly.

In just a short while, all the people in the car managed to save their lives.

Subsequently.

The guide, who had been hired at great expense, immediately replanned the route, and the convoy set off again.

Five or six hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, after paying a certain price, the group successfully arrived at the front of an incredibly huge and magnificent iceberg.

Naturally, the group didn't get too close, keeping a certain distance from the iceberg... The reason was simple: no one could predict when ice blocks would fall from the iceberg.

If you get too close, well, the falling ice blocks could be huge, easily killing dozens of people at once.

The convoy stopped.

Dozens of professional guides got off their vehicles and used their experience and knowledge to find safe campsites.

This is no easy task. In fact, in such a godforsaken place, finding a safe spot is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

After searching extensively and engaging in lengthy discussions, dozens of professional guides finally settled on a location… Even so, the safety of this place remains questionable.

However, once you're here, expecting absolute safety is nonsense.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time and quickly gave the orders.

Thousands of people immediately got to work, setting up the camp.

Too many people are not a good thing at times like this.

To settle so many people, we'll need hundreds of tents... It's a huge undertaking.

A blink of an eye.

The night is deep.

Ding Ze sat by the campfire, looking up at the sky. He saw countless stars, and the vast Milky Way seemed to be right above him, within reach.