Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

"Pangolin, you must be tired. You two should take a rest."

"Yes, don't overwork yourself, we'll help you."

"Does your paw hurt? Take a rest."

"Yes, let's rest. Let us take over."

"It's our turn, you two stop right now!"

......

The other small animals waiting in line to dig holes chimed in with their own opinions, offering various suggestions.

They all crowded over, each wanting to take over the digging work.

But the two pangolins were like they were on steroids; the more the animals behind them talked, the more energetically they dug, and they couldn't be pulled out.

Seeing their enthusiastic appearance, Song Chiyu felt that digging into the control center was just around the corner.

After describing the exact location to Daidai, she had it lead the little animals to continue digging.

Right now, nobody knows exactly how far the island is from the iceberg, and therefore nobody knows how much preparation time is left.

Therefore, Song Chiyu now has another very important task—to go to sea.

"001, do you have any fast jet skis here?"

......

Three minutes later, Song Chiyu sped across the sea in a motorboat.

She just bought this from 001 for 300 gold coins.

No need for rechargeable motorboats; they directly convert solar energy into kinetic energy, which is very convenient.

If it runs out of power while sailing at sea, it only needs to wait a while to recharge and set sail again.

I feel incredibly safe.

A salty sea breeze, carrying seawater, blew in my face.

The speeding motorboat was like a sharp blade slicing through the smooth sea surface.

The bright sunlight shone on the sea surface and refracted into a dazzling light.

Song Chiyu wore sunglasses, blocking out most of the pollution; his eyes, visible beneath the lenses, reflected only the distant iceberg.

Several seagulls were flying overhead, making "coo-coo" sounds, circling in the air and following her closely.

The iceberg grew larger and larger until Song Chiyu successfully reached the shore. Only then did the seagulls that had been following them disperse and disappear to who knows where.

Song Chiyu secured the motorboat to a large ice rock and went ashore.

The cold, sticky feeling came from the soles of the shoes, and with every step, the shoes would stick to the ice surface.

She had just calculated it specifically.

The speedboat traveled at 280 kilometers per hour and took a total of 5 minutes to get from the island to the iceberg.

Therefore, the distance between them is about 23 kilometers.

At the speed of the island, it will probably hit the iceberg in about an hour and a half.

If Slowpoke hadn't led the little animals to the control center within this timeframe, the island would have truly been destroyed.

Knowing the remaining time, Song Chiyu's mission for this trip was complete.

Just as I was about to ride the jet ski back, a series of cooing sounds came from above.

Looking up, she saw a flock of seagulls circling overhead.

At the same time, a huge white figure appeared from behind a two-meter-high block of ice.

Before she could even get on the jet ski, Song Chiyu discovered that the seagulls had actually chewed through the ropes securing her jet ski.

"Those damn birds!"

She had already noticed the figure behind her, and thinking it best to avoid trouble, she decided to slip away first.

Unexpectedly, these guys completely blocked her way out.

Seeing the motorboat drifting further and further away, Song Chiyu angrily took out his crossbow and fired several arrows into the sky.

Four or five seagull carcasses fell from the sky.

Upon seeing this, the large flock of seagulls quickly scattered.

Meanwhile, the white figure behind Song Chiyu was getting closer and closer.

Feeling the hot breath gushing from the back of her head, she quickly jumped forward a few steps to create distance.

From the moment the white figure appeared, Song Chiyu kept his eyes on the other person out of the corner of his eye.

She had just used her breathing crossbow to shoot the seagulls, hoping to intimidate the white figure first.

Surprisingly, this guy wasn't afraid at all.

After creating some distance, Song Chiyu immediately turned around and assumed a defensive posture.

Suddenly, a three-meter-tall white polar bear appeared before them.

Thick, sharp claws, over twenty centimeters long, extended from its enormous bear paws, pointing directly at Song Chiyu.

The other party roared, seemingly expressing its dissatisfaction that Song Chiyu had harmed its seagull friend.

Then he charged at her like a madman.

The heavy bear paws felt completely non-sticky when placed on the ice.

Therefore, this environment has no impact on polar bears at all, but it is very unfavorable for Songchi fish.

She turned and ran, but the ice under her feet stuck to the surface as soon as she touched it, perhaps because there was water on the soles of her shoes.

It takes some effort and time to tear it off.

Seeing the polar bear charging right in front of him, Song Chiyu subconsciously touched his pocket and suddenly found a bulging bag.

Her eyes lit up.

The next moment, a handful of green powder was thrown from her hand at the polar bear.

The latter couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely by the green powder.

It's amazing how, once the polar bear comes into contact with this green powder, its body becomes like an old machine, struggling to move even a little.

Seeing the reaction from the other side, Song Chiyu couldn't help but sigh that the powder the clan leader had given her was indeed a treasure.

Taking advantage of the polar bear's slowed movements, she quickly dodged the first attack and then ran towards the area with more large ice blocks on the iceberg.

Polar bears are huge, and nowadays they move slowly and clumsily, so this kind of terrain with many obstacles is more advantageous for Songchi fish.

However, spending time here indefinitely is not a solution.

The most important thing for Song Chiyu now is time.

So, after circling around several times to make sure the polar bear wouldn't rush at her in a short time, she decisively took out the flying carpet from her spatial storage.

This treasure hasn't been used since it was first opened, but now it's finally its turn to shine.

She flung the flying blanket into the air.

The next second, a huge floral blanket slowly floated in mid-air.

Song Chiyu only needs to control it in his mind, and it can change its height and size at any time.

"Down."

Song Chiyu whispered something, and the blanket seemed to understand, obediently floating down to her knees.

This height is the most suitable for sitting on.

In this emergency, Song Chiyu didn't bother to take off her shoes and simply sat down cross-legged.

Under her control, the flying carpet seemed to become one with her.

It fluctuates, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but it remains as steady as a rock.

As Song Chiyu looked down at the iceberg from the air, a breathing crossbow slowly appeared in his hand.

Meanwhile, the polar bear continued to circle among the large ice floes, searching for Song Chiyu.

It was completely bewildered; it had clearly seen the other party appear behind a large block of ice just a second ago, and then disappear the next.

Enraged by its prey's escape, it pounded on the ice to vent its frustration.

Song Chiyu secretly aimed at the huge white figure on the iceberg from the air, and the next second, the sound of air being cut rang out.

Just when she thought she could hit the target, several anxious cries came from the other side of the sky.

"Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo!"

......

It was that flock of seagulls again.