Chapter 633 What is Privilege?
We have to hurry up, as we have to take a cruise ship in the middle, so we hope to arrive before dark."
Bifang stuffed the documents and magnetic card back into the inner lining pocket, zipped it up, and started jogging towards the seed bank.
[Before dark? Is it far away? ]
[It was just getting light when I got off the plane. Is Mr. Fang planning to run all day? ]
[Fang Shen: I can hold on for a whole day]
[Really? I don't believe it. Let's try it (lift up the skirt)]
[You are stupid, this is in the Arctic, there are polar days and polar nights. It is October now, and the polar night will soon begin. The daytime is very short! I estimate it will only be a few hours! ]
"That's right." Bifang smiled, " From November to February every year, the Arctic Circle will enter polar night, and there will be no daytime. This is also the most difficult part of my survival."
Bifang plans to start live survival broadcast on October 15th.
According to the Meteorological Bureau, this year's polar night will begin on November 2nd.
In other words, Bifang has less than eighteen days to build a safe house where they can survive sustainably, and then they will face eternal night.
There will be no sunlight in the entire Arctic Circle until February 13th.
Humans are diurnal animals.
Without the sun, you can imagine !
And since there is no largest source of heat radiation, the temperature in the entire Arctic will continue to drop.
hiss!
The audience gasped. Is this so terrifying?
[I always thought that the polar night was 24 hours of complete darkness, followed by a few hours of sunlight...]
[Eternal night, sounds like the end of the world in a novel.]
[How terrifying! Months of darkness? Can people really survive in this environment for a hundred days? Even the Inuit can't do it, right?]
It was really hard for the audience to imagine how a person could survive a hundred days in darkness.
The road became more and more remote, and after walking for less than half an hour, there was no one around.
After leaving the human city, the temperature continued to drop. After getting off the cruise ship, Bifang had to wear a hat to resist the wind and snow, and every step left deep footprints.
There was pure white snow all around. If it weren't for the footprints along the way, some people would even suspect that Bifang had lost his way.
Just as the sun was about to set, a rectangular concrete wedge appeared at the end of the snowfield, forming a sharp contrast with the white snow-capped scene. It cast a long shadow under the snow, resembling a huge battleship with only its mast exposed above the sea.
Bifang took off his hat, rubbed his hands, and took out a thermometer.
Sixteen degrees below zero.
The surroundings were desolate and the wind was biting cold.
"Fortunately, it's not too cold, and we finally made it before sunset." Bifang breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, only five hours have passed since we set out.
In early October, the days have become very short.
"Let's go, let's go there quickly."
Bifang pulled his feet out of the snow and ran towards the seed bank.
Only after entering did the audience discover that this fortress had a strong futuristic feel. Its square, wedge-shaped exterior looked like an alien spaceship buried under a snowy mountain.
The front layer is covered with irregular reflective lenses, which look a bit like glass and reflect faint blue light.
On the snowy mountain slopes behind, several polar bears were wandering around, staring down at Bifang, the outsider, like defenders of a seed bank.
If the distance between the two sides was not more than 300 meters, Bifang would definitely run first as a sign of respect.
Bifang stepped onto the short bridge made of barbed wire and came to the gate of the doomsday seed bank. Before he could swipe the card, he heard the sound of the mechanism turning.
The door opened automatically, and a curly-haired man with glasses walked out. Seeing Bifang, he took the initiative to shake his phone, smiled, and took off his gloves: "Welcome, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Hello." Bifang was sharp-eyed and saw that what was displayed on the phone was his own live broadcast. It seemed that the other party was indeed waiting for him.
The man moved sideways to make room for another person.
Bifang entered and looked around curiously. It was also the first time he saw the interior of a seed bank. What came into view was a small room like a tunnel, filled with the sounds of electrical and cooling equipment. At the innermost part was a large door with a password switch on it.
The man led Bifang to the door and introduced himself along the way, appearing very familiar.
Cowper Barritt, a pedantic man, wears a pair of black-framed glasses, which makes him look full of knowledge.
"So you're the caretaker here?"
"Guardian? Oh, no." Barritt shook his head. "The seed vault doesn't need a guardian. I just took on the job of 'tour guide'. To be honest, I only arrived here one day earlier than you."
Bifang was stunned.
Barritt said: "Only a few hundred people have visited the seed vault since it was built. There is no one on duty. Everything is running automatically. In fact, if it really needs human supervision to ensure stable functions, then we need to doubt whether it can really run automatically in a doomsday crisis."
[Wow, that sounds so cool]
【Real cowhide】
【It has that flavor. 】
The two quickly arrived at the gate, and when Barritt was about to enter the password, Bifang quickly covered the camera of the drone.
Barritt smiled and said, "It's okay to see it. We will revise it every once in a while."
[That is, can people have more trust in each other? ]
[Daimeite, Lao Fang, you don’t believe us! ]
Bifang shrugged helplessly and put down his right hand that was blocking the camera.
Accompanied by the sound of air valve deflating, the door slowly opened.
The strip lights slowly lit up, and everyone looked inside eagerly, revealing a long concrete tunnel.
Barritt led the way: "When it was first built, the workers dug a 120-meter-long tunnel into the permafrost zone inside the cave, which is the one we are walking through now."
Barritt's voice echoed in the long tunnel, empty and distant.
The two walked together, with a drone following behind them, capturing everything for the audience to feast their eyes.
They had only seen such future technological scenes in movies, but they never expected them to actually exist in reality.
"This seed bank is indeed a frequent character in movies. It even appeared in The Wandering Earth." Barritt saw the comment and responded jokingly.
[Fuck, why does this look so familiar? It really is there.]
【Really awesome】
[No more talking, I have already started building a bunker in the yard, ready for doomsday]
[You still have a yard? You are pretending to be a dog! ]
"Mr. Bifang is the first visitor to the seed bank this year." Barritt took Bifang for a walk in the long tunnel and told everyone a piece of news that surprised everyone.
"First one?"
"The sample bank is unattended and is only open 2-3 times a year to receive samples and important guests. So far, only a few hundred people have visited it."
"Crown Prince Magnus of Norway visited the Svalbard Global Seed Vault. During his visit, he asked to see the 'core area' of the seed vault, that is, the storage room, but was turned away."
"Former U.S. President Carter came here with the staff of the Save the World Foundation, but still failed to enter the 'heart' of the seed bank."
The audience was stunned.
Lao Fang just brought them into this place like this?
[What do you mean by an important guest? (Tactical retreat)! ]
After passing through this circular corridor which is more than 100 meters long, we finally came to a slightly larger room. In front of us was a large frozen iron door, and behind the door was the warehouse where .
The door burst open and Barrett's voice was solemn.
"Welcome to 'Noah's Ark', Mr. Bifang."
