Chapter 55 Lonely Fortress

Arctic Circle.

The icy blue sky hangs high like a vast canvas, and the weak sunlight shatters the golden light on the white ground, providing the only warmth it can for this freezing place. Although the water surface was not completely frozen, it was covered with floes.

The Arctic Circle is one of the most inhabited places on earth, and now there are very few boats passing through this season. There are no ghosts for hundreds of nautical miles above the white ice surface, and the low temperature, close to minus 20 degrees, is enough to drive away. Walk most creatures. And for someone like Jay and Carla to roam this ice in tights and red capes, only words like monsters can describe it.

But there's nothing wrong with that either. Away from the hustle and bustle of the neighborhood, in this icy world of ice and snow, the wintry blue sky and the sea covered with floes form a line, as if there are only the two of them in this whole white and flawless world, there can be more romantic scene?

"Fairy Wood"

Well, they weren't here to date. After Jay had followed Kara for a long time, the destination of their trip, a massive snow palace, suddenly came into view. It was a castle towering between snow and ice, and the shadowing of the surrounding glaciers and their very similar color to snow and ice made it very difficult to notice. Its outer wall looks like some crystal, emitting a faint crystalline glow under the arctic sunlight.

A two-person high circular composite gold gate was erected in front of the two of them, with a black "S" mark printed in the center, representing the nameplate of the owner of the building. Jay took a deep breath and whispered with the respect of visiting a temple: "This...is his home?"

"Fortress of Solitude, that's what Superman called this place at the time." Carla stepped forward and took out a solid gold key from her cape pocket, "After Superman is gone, I'm the only one who still owns the key here. "

That's not necessarily true; maybe Gotham's old bat has it too. Jay thought to himself.

Carla inserted the key into the gap in the middle of the "S" mark, and there was the sound of some micromechanical parts running from the door, followed by a "beep". The "S" mark separated from it, making a long and narrow passage for the two.

They walked on the almost transparent crystal brick floor in a passage suspended in the air, and it felt like walking on a suspension bridge with an abyss that could hardly be seen to the bottom. Jay couldn't help looking down from the bridge to both sides and saw countless glassware of different sizes suspended in the space, and there were all kinds of things you could not imagine. Some glass covers have plants that you can't find anywhere else on earth, and some have species that have long been considered extinct by the outside world - and this is only in the category of earth creatures, and there are other glass covers. Jay beastven heard of the beast in the back.

It felt like walking into an interstellar zoo and botanical garden.

"Clark once defeated a cosmic collector, and most of the collections here are the collections of that collector." Carla introduced as he walked, "Besides, there are various things he encountered in his adventures as Superman. species, so it looks like it might be a little…."

"Amazin.g," Jay exclaimed. "Sorry for my lack of language skills, but I feel from the bottom of my heart that this place is like the meaning of the word itself."

Kara smiled: "That's right."

After walking through the long passage, the painting style of the next room suddenly changed again, as if entering a future museum from a sci-fi movie from a paleontological zoo. The alien spaceship from which the planet is unknown is fixed in mid-air by suspension wires, and its vast figure is like a sleeping beast. There are still countless glass jars in the open space, but they are no longer rare animals and plants, replaced by all kinds of high-tech instruments you can't name. Although Jay didn't recognize these things, he could also see the tremendous technological content.

"Clarke has encountered countless dangerous weapons in his superhuman adventures, many of which can even hurt us," Carla said like a tour guide. It's locked here, so it looks like a weapons gallery."

"The most dangerous arsenal on earth," Jay said. "Wouldn't it be a shame if some villain got the key to the door?"

Carla shrugged: "I guess we can only guarantee that will not happen. Fortunately, the defense mechanism of the Fortress of Solitude is quite strong, almost indestructible from the outside, eve; evenan't force a breakthrough."

After passing through this room, the two finally came to the main hall. The crystal dome is upside down in the annular space, and three tall golden statues stand in front of the two of them. On the left and right sides are a man and a woman in weird costumes. The woman is snuggling in the man's arms, and their eyes point diagonally into the distance. In the middle of them is the majestic Superman, standing in the middle of the hall with his fists on his back, and the clock is frozen at the moment of flying.

Jay whispered, "This is..."

"In the back are his parents, the Joe-El and his wife; a sculpture that Clark built for them." Carla said, a little sadly, "The statue of Clark... I made it."

She kept her mouth shut, Jay didn't talk any more knowingly, and the two tacitly avoided the topic.

Then they finally saw the goal of the trip - the Kryptonian spacecraft that was recovered from the government and brought Jay to this world.

Not long after defeating Mungo, Jay went back to the base where his spaceship was parked and took the ship out, but he didn't know what to do with it - digging a hole in his backyard and burying it sounded a bit stupid. And when he talked to Carla, Carla immediately said that she knew a very suitable place to park his ship, so Jay handed his ship to her at the time.

This is, of course, what Carla is referring to - Superman's bastion of loneliness.

The Kryptonian artificial intelligence Hijon jumped out of his own accord when Jay approached the spaceship and said in a soft, electronically synthesized voice, "Good morning. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Jay and Carla looked at each other and asked, "My name and my background. Tell me where I came from."

"Please wait." Hijien seemed to be checking the database, the projected body image shook, and after a while, he said, "Sorry, sir, the content of this part of the data has been damaged and lost and cannot be read."

"Is that still the case?" Jay sighed slightly, still feeling a little regretful.

"But my Krypton database contains data and knowledge of twenty-eight known galaxies. Do I need to consult it?"

Jay shook his head. "Next time."

Karen stroked his face lightly and said, "It's alright, Jay. The past is in the past; you don't have to remember it. The important thing is that we still have a future, don't we?"

Jay squeezed her hand and smiled. "Yeah, we still have a future."

He leaned over and kissed Carla's soft lips lightly, only to feel that all the troubles vanished instantly.