"Is it too cold here?" Angelina tentatively asked.
"I have never been to the Arctic, so I don't know exactly how cold it is."
Angelina dismissively said, "Since we don't know, let's keep moving. I remember His Majesty spoke about several important locations in the Arctic. The most important are the Extreme Cold Point and the Geographic Pole. Let's head to the Extreme Cold Point first."
Roland shook his head and murmured lightly, "Something's not right here. Given the distance we've traveled, at this latitude and time, there shouldn't be a non-stop twenty-four-hour polar night."
"What do you mean?" Angelina's expression changed slightly.
As a military commander, understanding astronomy and geography was basic knowledge. Based on Roland's hint, she calculated swiftly in her mind, determining that the polar night in their current location should last about twenty-two hours.
Where did these extra two hours of polar night come from?
Something indeed felt off here.
