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Even the largest ocean liner is but a tiny boat on the vast sea.

Bi Fang tightened his clothes and exhaled a breath of warm air, which was almost invisible as mist. He took out his thermometer.

Indeed, the temperature had dropped to negative nineteen degrees Celsius.

Once below twenty degrees, the mist from one's breath would instantly become ice crystals,

a temperature nearly impossible to reach in the Svalbard Archipelago, due to the millions of tons of warm currents from the North Atlantic surging through the ocean, bringing astonishing amounts of heat.

The Westerlies Drift, the most powerful warm current in the northern part of the Atlantic, is also an extension of the Gulf Stream from the Gulf of Mexico.

But with half a day's navigation, Bi Fang had gradually left the range of the warm current and arrived at Fram Strait, distinctly feeling the heat escaping from his body.