Curious about the underground city in Antarctica, Charlie set off on his journey back to the Nordic scientific research station.
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Meanwhile, the vehicle responsible for transporting oil had finished unloading all of its cargo into the storage tank of the Japanese scientific research station.
Balin, rarely inclined to leave his Frozen Mirren Palace, stood in the central square surveying his surroundings. With a slight smirk, he thought to himself, “It’s truly beneficial to have such a modern team in this desolate land like Antarctica. It’s a shame we’re still a bit short on manpower. Compared to the hundreds of thousands who broke through the Warriors Den, our small group feels rather inadequate.”
At that moment, Kikuchi was overseeing the fuel delivery. After evaluating the remaining fuel level, he instructed the transportation supervisor in Japanese to monitor the safety warning line for the fuel. He emphasized that once the oil level approached the warning line, they must immediately set out for the scientific research ship, regardless of the weather conditions.
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