X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 207 - 202: Antarctica, Here I Come

The call to the hungry wolf went through.

"I will be leaving River City for a while. In my absence, you must protect Yun Xinyan’s safety. If I return to find so much as a single hair missing from her head, you won’t need to stay alive either, understand?" Ye Tian said sternly, issuing a deadly command.

"Master, I understand!" came the respectful voice of the hungry wolf on the other end of the line.

"Also, take care of Wang Bingbing’s safety, but your main focus should still be on protecting Yun Xinyan," Ye Tian added.

"I’ve got it," the hungry wolf replied.

"Good, we’ll be in touch after I return," Ye Tian said as he hung up the phone and the McLaren instantly roared to life, heading straight for the River City Airport.

Driving to the River City Airport, Ye Tian switched his boarding pass and after a brief security check, he boarded the first-class cabin of the airliner.

Ten minutes later, the airliner flew into the clouds, with the lights of River City shining brilliantly below in the night.

The domestic flight wasn’t long; in two hours, they arrived at the Capital International Airport.

It was around ten o’clock at night. The airport brimmed with hurried travelers. After dining at the airport restaurant and checking his phone, Ye Tian saw that there was only an hour left before his next flight.

"I’ve already arrived at Capital City. I’ll be flying to South America shortly. I guess I’ll arrive there tomorrow morning. Kisses, my dear wife, love you, Ye Tian," Ye Tian texted Yun Xinyan.

In fact, from the moment Ye Tian got off the plane and started his phone, a flood of texts came pouring in, most of which were Yun Xinyan missing him, followed by texts from Wang Bingbing and others.

The restaurant at the Capital International Airport was high up, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see a vast starry sky twinkling uncertainly.

Ye Tian wrapped up in his coat, strode out of the restaurant, changed to a temporary boarding pass, and upon having his passport checked, he was allowed on the plane.

Soon, the Boeing aircraft soared into the night sky, breaking through the clouds and making a beeline for an ancient country across the ocean.

In first class, Ye Tian set down his drink, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated on operating the Inner Clan Mastery, waiting for 23 hours until the plane landed.

The journey was quite tedious, lacking the fabled encounters with flight attendants, and there were no typical movie hijackings—just calm and boredom.

Twenty-three hours swiftly passed, and during this time, the Crystal Ball reacted once, causing Ye Tian excruciating pain that nearly had him wishing to skin the king of hell.

The plane finally landed in Santiago.

Due to the time difference, it was midnight in River City, but it was already noon in Santiago.

Ye Tian walked out of the airport exit and hailed a local taxi.

The taxi driver was a black man whose face looked as if it had been dipped in ink, with everything black except his teeth.

"My dear friend, the people of Santiago welcome you. How may I serve you?" the black man said, occasionally looking at his wallet.

Ye Tian smiled faintly and spoke in fluent Spanish, "In the name of God, I hope you can get me to the dock by two o’clock. If so, this money is yours."

The black man immediately perked up, initially thinking his passenger was a naive greenhorn but realizing he spoke impeccable Spanish. It was evident that this Asian youth wasn’t a stranger to Santiago and knew his way around.

"I love God, and I love money even more. Rest assured, my distant friend, old George will surely reach the dock on time," the man replied, kissing his steering wheel before starting the taxi.

Ye Tian sat in the back seat, gazing at the streets that had changed so much from ten years ago.

Santiago and River City were half a globe apart, the former in the Americas and the latter in Asia, separated by a vast distance of 180,000 kilometers.

Unlike the second-tier city of River City, Santiago is the capital of the Republic of Chile with a highly developed economy, characterized by the towering skyscrapers that define a modern metropolis.

The black driver did not lie; they reached the dock quickly, where the temperature suddenly dropped, filled with the scent of ice and snow.

"Chile, the country closest to Antarctica, has not disappointed me this time either," Ye Tian was very satisfied as he paid and left the taxi.

Indeed, this was also the reason why Ye Tian chose to come to Chile, as there could be no better place if one wished to go to Antarctica.

While the Republic of Chile might not be as large as some provinces in my country, it boasts the world’s largest whaling station and the most advanced ocean-going ships.

Ye Tian, fluent in Spanish, quickly started a conversation with the local whaling merchants.

They informed him that it was currently the polar night season in Antarctica, with no one willing to sail there for fishing. If one had to go to Antarctica, the only option was to charter a large boat, but that would be astronomically expensive.

"Money is no issue, as long as the boat is good," Ye Tian said with a smile.

The fisherman was quite enlightened and immediately offered a fair price, renting out his whaling ship to Ye Tian. He had a knack for business and managed to sell even himself along with the ship.

Ye Tian nodded, "That’s fine. You sail the ship and I’ll pay you 2,000 dollars a day until you get me to Antarctica."

"Deal!" the fisherman laughed. "God bless you, my friend. Here’s to a pleasant collaboration."

That very day, the whaling ship set sail.

The massive fishing vessel slowly moved away from the dock, navigating the boundless ocean as the cold wind beat against the sails, making them puff and sound loudly.

The farther south they traveled, the colder it got. After two days, the sails had already iced over and the deck was covered in thick ice. The azure sea was gone, replaced by a layer of brilliant white snow on the sea’s surface. If they were lucky, they could even see the magnificent Antarctic glaciers and the stunning auroras.

Outside the cabin it was freezing cold, but inside it was as warm as spring.

"To our Asian friend, cheers!" the captain said with a smile.

"Cheers!" Ye Tian responded with a smile.

Actually, whaling was very hard work. Having such a good business with a rented ship made the sailors very happy as they didn’t have to exert themselves much and still made a good amount of money.

Before long, the temperature had dropped so low it could kill a person, and more and more ice floes appeared on the sea, with the occasional drifting iceberg. The experienced captain, who had fished these waters for many years, reassured everyone there was no worry about colliding with an iceberg, and they certainly wouldn’t repeat the Titanic’s fate.

On the thirteenth day, the sea ice was very thick, virtually turning into a snowy land.

The captain found Ye Tian and told him they couldn’t go any further unless they had an icebreaker, otherwise their fishing boat would be ruined.

"How much farther is it to Antarctica?" Ye Tian asked.

"About 12, maybe 13 nautical miles, God knows exactly how far," the captain shrugged in a typical Chilean expression, adding, "But if you choose to walk, it’s much closer because you don’t have to dodge icebergs or worry about anything else. We could reach the Antarctic mainland by tomorrow."

"Good," Ye Tian said, holding a rum, smiling, "Tell those sailors, tonight we celebrate. We’ll drink, sing, dance. Tomorrow, I will walk into Antarctica myself." freeweɓnovel~cѳm

"Oh my God, my friend from Asia, you are the bravest man I’ve ever met! For the Asians, for the **** of Antarctica, cheers!" The captain was clearly shaken by Ye Tian’s daring act of walking to Antarctica.

"Cheers!" said Ye Tian with a smile.

That night, an unprecedented celebration took place on the whaling ship.

Needless to say, the people partied all night long, shouting to give a hero’s send-off. Two Araucanian sailors, who could sing and dance, played their native instruments and performed a local dance for Ye Tian, who unfortunately didn’t understand a bit of it. The captain and a few others were completely knocked out from drinking.

In the early morning, Ye Tian prepared his gear, left the whaling ship, and began his true journey to Antarctica.

Dressed in heavy polar gear, his head covered with a bulky down hat, holding alloy trekking poles in his hands, and wearing specialized polar cleated shoes, the fully equipped Ye Tian became a lone hero ready to challenge the icy wilderness.

He jumped down from the whaling ship, his feet landing on the hard snow. Breathing the Antarctic air sharp as a knife, Ye Tian was reminded of the scenery from more than ten years ago.

"Antarctica, I, Ye Tian, have returned!" Ye Tian proclaimed in his heart.

Behind him, on the whaling ship, there came cheers and farewells from the sailors. The Indigenous young man waved his hands vigorously, bidding Ye Tian goodbye.

Ye Tian offered them a faint smile, silently turned his head, and stepped onto the endless expanse of snow, entering a world of ice and snow.

Meanwhile, in Capital City.

Unlike the snowy Antarctic winter, at this moment in Capital City, it was midday, with the sun high in the sky, generously spreading warmth over the earth.

However, in a certain room in Capital City, the sunshine could never penetrate the chilly darkness.

Wrapped in a pitch-black trench coat, revealing only his sinister eyes, the Lord of Hell stood in the shadowy corner where it seemed his body merged with the darkness, making it even more ominously dark.

He scoffed, crumpling the document in his hands into a ball. A cold light flashed in his eyes, "King of the Night, you actually choose to leave Capital City at this time, huh? You think your little tricks can deceive my eyes?"

The shredded document scattered across the floor. From the fragments, it was clear that it was a printed plane ticket to Capital City, bought by Ye Tian.

"You think I can’t see this is your plot? King of the Night, you underestimate me!" The Lord of Hell’s expression was sinister: "You think by leaving Capital City, you can lure me out? This time, you are terribly wrong!"

The Lord of Hell and Ye Tian had confronted each other too many times and he believed he understood Ye Tian well, thinking he had seen through Ye Tian’s plot. He definitely would not be fooled.

In front of him on the table, a crystal ball hovered.