I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

, I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Whoosh!

The cold wind outside the window was still blowing so hard, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers were falling down.

Behind every legend, there is an unlegendary beginning. The roar of the car engine rang in Sith's ears.

There is no way to get on a ship inland. If he wants to catch the ship bound for the North Pole, Sis must first go to the port in Magadan, where he will meet others.

Magadan Oblast is located in a remote area, located in the northeastern part of Russia. It is not a developed state capital. The roads are difficult to travel. The population is only 200,000. It can be said that it is truly vast and sparsely populated. There are no railways in the prefecture.

Coastal areas can rely on the Northern Sea Route for transportation in summer, but for people like them coming from the inland, there are only two routes available: shipping and cars.

The recent snowstorm blocked the route, so Narciss took the overland route as a matter of course. He will follow the Kolyma Highway all the way to Magadan.

The Kolyma Highway, with a total length of 2032 kilometers, connects the ice city of Yakutsk and Magadan. It is a world-famous ghost road.

Started in 1932 and completed in 1953, this deserted road through the coldest region in the world was built by a large number of Gugra prisoners. Hundreds of thousands of prisoners froze to death from exhaustion. Even now, there are legends that can be seen on it. to the ghost.

Sith has always scorned this point, as a professional ghost farmer and a materialist.

ghost?

He knew it too well. He wanted to hit a ghost on the road in the clear sky. Did he ask Elizabeth who was sitting next to him?

This is an old ghost who has been pretending to be young and has been around since the 16th century. She has seen it a lot. It's drizzling. Let's see if she is willing to walk around in a snowstorm.

hiss!

Sis took a breath of air and felt the soft flesh in his abdomen being pinched.

"It is very disrespectful to speculate on a lady's age."

Elizabeth glanced at Sisi. She was a beautiful woman with a delicate face and red eyes. Time had not left any trace on her face. She still looked like she was fifteen years old.

A red and white dress wrapped around her slender body, making her show off her charm and elegance at the same time. There was a crimson rose embroidered on the collar of her chest, which matched her chest. About the same size, causing people to commit crimes.

Her fingers increased a bit more strength and she gritted her teeth. After more than ten years of living together, she knew the Sith well. There was no need for verbal communication. They often only needed an expression or a look to know what the other person was thinking.

"I'm only fifteen years old. I'm still growing up. I'll grow up."

Sith turned his head away and remained silent.

He didn't want to irritate this sensitive woman... Female ghosts. In front of men, women are always unreasonable creatures, especially beautiful women. Of course, female ghosts are the same.

How many fifteen years have passed since she passed away when she was fifteen years old? Do you think it can last longer?

Death is like a lamp going out. Sister, you can still drink Musashino while you are alive. What should you drink after death? Gold carat?

"I don't care, it will grow anyway. It will definitely grow. Even if it doesn't grow today, it will grow tomorrow. What about that? Yes, Musashino. From tomorrow on, I want to drink Musashino."

Sis held his forehead with one hand, looking helpless.

"Elizabeth, my dear Elizabeth, how about we change the subject?"

"Change? For what? For example, the photo album you have under the bed?"

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes and put her face close to her. In the dim light, it was a little transparent. She hated it when others didn't listen to her seriously, especially the Sith.

Even though he already has her, he still thinks about other things all day long. My sister can't bear it, but my sister can't bear it either.

"Ahem, youth training manual, a necessary step for a boy to become a man." Sith's face was a little embarrassed, and his finger suddenly pointed out the window, "Hey, Elizabeth, what do you think that is?"

Sith changed the subject rudely, although it was rough, but it worked well every time, and he could attract Elizabeth's attention every time.

Elizabeth secretly rolled her eyes at him, Sith? What a cute little thing.

This trick has long been useless to her. When she first woke up from the ruby, she would inevitably be curious about the outside world, but as time went by, she realized that the outside world was nothing more than that.

The world is changing, lifestyles are changing, and people remain the same.

Pillage, war, fighting, intrigues, and killing each other. Hundreds of years have passed, and human beings have not changed at all. They have put on a coat called civilization, but they are still barbaric on the inside.

The road outside the window is rugged, snow-capped, and the dense coniferous forest is as far as the eye can see. Just like at home, it never brings a sense of freshness.

She was willing to turn her head and look, just because the person she was pointing to was a Sith. One person was willing to point, and one was willing to look. It was simple.

"The snow in the north is really beautiful. It's different from back home!"

Sith didn't know why he suddenly let out such a sigh. The cold wind was blowing, chilling his heart.

As for Elizabeth, she turned her head and glanced at Sith and nodded. She was already dead and naturally couldn't feel the decreasing temperature outside the car, but she didn't care about making herself look weaker. Her body was the same as that of Sith. Being so close, Sith suddenly felt even colder.

……

The fog gradually began to rise, and the car drove slower and slower. This was an old-fashioned Uaz. The car was full of cold iron objects, including the driver's seat.

The old man in the snow implements the violent aesthetics that has continued since World War II. Like the T34, this "classic car" off-road vehicle produced from the Ulyanovsk Oblast is extremely strong.

The engine and floor were completely covered with quilts, and there were many small nails on the tires. This driver was a veteran in snowy areas.

The trees all around are shadowy, and there are souls hiding under every cedar.

Woo!

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a long horn sound suddenly sounded in Sith's ears, as if someone was hunting.

Clouds rolled in, and the road ahead suddenly became blurry, as if a god was cutting it off.

Du...ga!

The old-fashioned Uaz, which looked like a giant steel monster, stopped quickly. The ground was covered with several feet of solid ice. Even though the speed was not fast, the car body still slid forward a few steps. Fortunately, there was no danger, and the driver turned his head. Twisted around.

He was a standard middle-aged white man with a knitted hat on his head. He was Lexin's private driver. He grew up on this land. He was once a member of the astrology troupe. After being pursued by the Russian cult, When he was killed, he was saved by Le Xin, a magician who was not very powerful.

"Master Sith, now..."

His face was a little tangled, and his words were even hesitant. Even though he was well-informed and had traveled almost all of Russia, he had never encountered such a scene, so he had to turn to the Sith for help.