Power of Money novel Chapter 1038

The weather in the Southernmost Ring was extremely changeable.

The previous day, it was still sunny, but the next second, dark clouds covered the sky, and the daytime turned into the night. There were gusts of wind, and even the eyes couldn't open.

"Quick! The snow storm is coming! All of you hide in the cabin and send the emergency signal to the Transfer station!"

Blank's expression changed drastically. He seemed to be terrified of the snow storm to the extreme. He screamed so loudly that all the people in the room were forced to retreat.

"No, thanks. The helicopter at the transfer station has arrived!"

As the captain of the squad, and also the most muscular of men, Lancet used his muscular body to stand at the very front of the group. He pointed at the distant sky with his fingers. Within the darkness of the night, a few flashing red dots began to drift closer and closer to the ice-breaking boat.

"Hold on to the railing, and wait for reinforcements!" Blank reacted very quickly. When he saw the rescue helicopter coming, he shouted and held the iron railing tightly, refusing to let go.

Jason couldn't understand what they were talking about at all. After hearing the simple translation of Sylvia, he didn't say a word and followed the crowd to tightly clench his body on the railing, using the power of the ice-breaking boat to resist the impact of the storm.

The wind was too strong.

For such a long time, Jason had never experienced such an earth-shattering scene.

It was as if the end of days had come!

He placed all of his gravity on the steel bars at the bow of the ship, and it was extremely hard for him to even open his eyes in the wind!

Even so, he still tried his best to observe the movements of Sylvia beside him. When he found that her hands were grabbing the iron railings, but her body had been blown away by the strong wind to the point of leaving the deck, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her thin waist, and pulled her to his front with force. By virtue of brute force, he didn't let her walk away by the wind.

"It seems that you are really a fairy from heaven to earth," Jason said, gritting his teeth and holding Sylvia tightly with his arms.

"What?" Sylvia asked loudly.

"Otherwise, the heaven would have blown such a heavy wind to take you back to the front, wouldn't it?" Jason shouted loudly.

"You!" Sylvia was furious. She couldn't figure it out. At this critical moment of life and death, where did this guy come from? How dare he play jokes on her?