The voice was mixed with the wind, almost indistinguishable, but the Superpower Users had an exceptionally keen sense of hearing, hearing it clearly.
Dorset was greatly surprised: "It really is a helicopter."
He looked up at the pitch-black sky and muttered, "Which pilot is so fearless, daring to fly a helicopter to the Arctic."
Giant Fist said nothing and walked towards the bow.
"Woo!"
The piercing cold wind swept over.
The outside temperature had dropped to minus fifty degrees, yet he was only wearing a thin jacket, and his body did not shiver at all.
It was clear that this Superpower User, nicknamed "Giant Fist," possessed extraordinary strength.
Dorset hesitated for a while, tightened the collar of his down jacket, but still followed along.
The two stood at the bow, staring at the sky without blinking.
After a dozen seconds.
The buzzing sound grew slightly louder.
