Chapter 130 Silver Fish, Hot Spring and Ice Grass

Most people never get the chance to experience the feeling of taking a breath on a 2000-meter-high iceberg. The air is thin so it is difficult to breathe. The second you breathe out, the warm breath will freeze. Though it is almost summer, the four seasons are not so distinctive at the North Pole. At least the freezing iceberg doesn’t feel like summer at all. The sound of running water comes. Lin Luoran stamps her feet and thinks positively that even at the North Pole, ice melts into water in summer. Maybe that’s the difference between summer and winter in the North Pole. 　　 Moss grows on the glaciers in summer so that sheep and deer can survive here. However, on the iceberg, there is not even a trace of a mouse. Lin Luoran follows the sound of running water. In summer, air temperature rises and ice melts. Small streams of ice water merge into rivers. Lin Luoran finds a river like this. It is crystal clear. Round pebbles are lying at the bottom of the river. Sun sh