Chapter 778: Ice Mouse Kara

"Yes!"

Sharapova saluted with a joyful smile, clearly very satisfied with the mission.

After a grand reception, the next morning, Ye Bufan boarded a helicopter belonging to the Far East military and flew directly towards the Extremely Northern Land.

Looking at the scenery below from the plane, he felt a surge of emotion.

The Far East was already located in the north, with low temperatures and sparse population, and it became even more so the further north one went, eventually almost no one could be seen, let alone basic facilities like roads.

Fortunately, he came by helicopter, otherwise it would have been very troublesome.

After flying for four or five hours, the helicopter landed on a temporary military helipad.

Sharapova said, "Mr. Ye, the further north we go, the harsher the climate becomes, and the helicopter can only fly this far; the remaining part can only be traveled on foot."

Ye Bufan nodded; this location was basically at the edge of the Extremely Northern Land, where the climate was extremely harsh, with blizzards passing through from time to time, indeed no longer suitable for helicopter flight.

Sharapova then said, "Ahead is a small city called Ice Edge City. I will take you there now to find a guide."

Ye Bufan said, "Thank you."

The two got off the helicopter, and Sharapova immediately called 10 personal guards, then together they got into a military jeep and drove towards Ice Edge City.

Upon arriving here, Ye Bufan truly experienced what it meant for land to be vast and people sparse; accustomed to the hustle and bustle of China, he was indeed a bit unaccustomed to this place.

Although there were residents visible in the city, the spacing between them was extremely wide, and each household occupied a very large area.

Sharapova said while driving, "Mr. Ye, the person I'm taking you to find is named Kara, nicknamed 'Ice Rat,' and he has been active in the underground world for many years.

He has no other special skills, but his sense of direction is unparalleled, and he often leads people in and out of the Extremely Northern Land."

Ye Bufan asked, "Is his relationship with you all good?"

Sharapova said, "It's not that our relationship is good; he was arrested by our military previously due to a special incident, and then there were several collaborations."

In a large courtyard on the outskirts of Ice Edge City, a very scruffy middle-aged man was sitting on a worn-out sofa.

He had a big red, rosy nose, and his hair was messy and greasy, as if he hadn't washed for a long time; he was wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket, with cotton wadding exposed in many places.

He held a greasy chicken leg in his left hand and a bottle of vodka in his right hand.

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He was gnawing on the chicken leg while drinking alcohol.

"Gentlemen, I, Kara, am only one person. Since you all want to hire me as a guide, then let's compete fairly. I'll go with whoever offers the highest price."

This person was Kara; opposite him stood twenty to thirty people, each dressed in strange and varied attire, some wearing hats, some bald, some in various ethnic costumes, seemingly from all over the world.

"Alright, I'll offer 10,000 usd."

A Big Beard was the first to shout.

"Go away, go away… That's the Extremely Northern Land, every trip is risking your life. What kind of trouble are you causing with 10,000 usd? My starting fee for Kara is 100,000 usd, not a single cent less."

As soon as he spoke, some people were indeed scared away.

However, there were still some wealthy ones; a big man wearing a hat shouted, "Isn't it just 100,000 usd? I'll pay it."

Kara chuckled, "That's reliable. Everyone, continue. I'll go with whoever pays the most.

I'm telling you, to go to the Extremely Northern Land, I, Kara, am definitely the best guide. This money is not wasted; with me leading you, it's like having an extra life."

After promoting himself, this fellow resumed gnawing on his chicken leg and drinking vodka.

"I'll offer 150,000…"

"I'll offer 200,000…"

"I'll offer 300,000…"

Listening to the increasingly high bids, Kara beamed with joy, exhaling a thick plume of alcoholic breath.

And just then, another voice rang out at the door: "I'll offer 1,000,000."

Someone actually offered 1,000,000 usd at once. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a handsome man and woman walk in, who were none other than Ye Bufan and Sharapova.

Upon seeing Sharapova, Kara jumped off the sofa and was about to run, but then he heard the sound of a gun being cocked behind him and immediately stopped.

"Run, why aren't you running?"

Sharapova looked at him with a playful expression and said.

Kara quickly turned his head, his greasy face smiling like a flower, "The most beautiful Young Miss Sharapova, how could I possibly run when I see you?

I was just about to go make you some coffee, but if you don't like it, then never mind."

"Less nonsense."

Sharapova turned her head and said to everyone present, "This person has been reserved by our Far East military; you all can leave."

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Although those people were unwilling, seeing the dark muzzles of the soldiers' guns, they ultimately didn't dare to say anything and obediently left.

No matter how powerful a person was here, they wouldn't dare to contend with the military; after all, a guide could be found elsewhere, but there was only one life.

Seeing these people leave, Kara's heart ached, and he grimaced; in his eyes, these people were all green usd.

Sharapova said, "This is General Shepchenko's most distinguished guest, Mr. Ye Bufan. He needs you to take him on a trip to the Extremely Northern Land. You can name your price."

Kara put on a helpless, fake smile: "Young Miss Sharapova, you're joking. How can I possibly ask for money when working for the military? I will absolutely provide the best service for free!"

"Since you are so high-minded, I will praise you to the General."

Sharapova had originally intended to pat Kara's shoulder, but seeing his extremely dirty cotton-padded jacket, she ultimately withdrew her fair, delicate hand.

She turned her head and said, "Mr. Ye, I'll head back first, but I'll reserve a helicopter for you here. When you return from the Extremely Northern Land, call me, and I'll immediately send someone to pick you up and fly you back."

Kara was about to bite the chicken leg in his hand, but upon hearing this, his expression froze.

He had been active here for so many years and had never seen the powerful military treat someone with such courtesy. What was the background of this Young man?

But this moment of愣神 was fleeting; he then resumed drinking and eating the chicken leg in large bites.

After speaking, Sharapova then said to Kara, "From now on, Mr. Ye is entrusted to you. If you cause Mr. Ye even the slightest dissatisfaction, then don't appear in Siberia anymore."

Kara said, "Young Miss Sharapova, you're joking. How could I not do my best when handling a matter entrusted by the military?

Rest assured, I will definitely bring Mr. Ye back safely from the Extremely Northern Land, not a single hair missing."

"Mr. Ye, I'm heading back now. Good luck."

Sharapova said, giving Ye Bufan a big hug and a light kiss on his cheek, then left with the soldiers.

Kara took a sip of wine and said, "Mr. Ye, I really envy you. In all these years, I've never seen Young Miss Sharapova kiss anyone."

Ye Bufan glanced at him, "Now that Sharapova is gone, let's talk about our business."