Chapter 682： Interview begins

Tom looked at the helicopter parked in the square, considering the expensive rental fee and the reporter's subsidy. The corner of his eyes couldn't help but twitch. He even suspected that the air tickets between his uncle and the reporter were overdrawn from his bank card.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said.

"I have to make a fortune this time. I don’t want to die if I don’t succeed. I don’t want to stay in this horrible place anymore. The 100-meter-high flame mountain peaks, the birdsong all night, the rain of fire, and the pillar of fire. Kill me, I don’t want to stay here as a guide anymore."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be grateful, and he was quick to react.

If you miss this opportunity, even if you stay as a guide, there is no way out. After seeing such a scene, how dare they continue to fantasize to conquer the mountain.

"Oh, that's right." Tom's uncle looked towards the sacred mountain, but did not see the 100-meter high Flame Mountain as he wished.

He turned his head and said preoccupiedly, "I hope you remember to take photos of the miracles you mentioned."

Seeing those miracles without getting his wish, he was unavoidably disappointed. But after all, a day and a night had passed, and he had no illusions that no changes had happened.

"Although it is too far away, the photos are not clear enough. But there is no shortage of photos. I bought a lot of film and almost emptied the shops on the mountain." Tom smiled triumphantly, "The others God, you can't buy film on the mountain."

"I just like your cunning and shameless behavior, quite the demeanor I had back then." Tom's uncle said with a gratified expression.

"So, are you sure, you and my mother are really innocent? Haven't had a drink or something together?" Tom looked at his uncle suspiciously.

"That's absolutely." Tom's uncle said perfunctorily. He turned his head and waved to the helicopter. "Although we can't go up the mountain at night, we can do the interview first at night and cut it directly into the video tomorrow. "

He ignored Tom and walked straight to the helicopter.

Tom followed closely behind his uncle. This time the matter was so important that he did not dare to relax for a moment. He made up his mind this time, and had to follow the photographer the whole time.

"This is the photographer Tracy McGrady, a reporter for the Washington Post." Tom's uncle explained to Tom the members of the plane. "This is the pilot of the plane."

"This is my nephew Tom."

Photographer McGrady stretched out his hand to Tom, shook hands with him, and said, "I heard your uncle Jerry mentioned that being a guide on a snow-capped mountain is not an easy job. Maybe you can consider joining us in the future. One time is a good opportunity."

McGrady was tall and strong, with a warm smile on his face, which made people feel good, and he was more friendly and gave Tom a suggestion.

"Thank you." Tom said kindly, "I will consider it if I have a chance."

With a big smile on his face, he emphasized, "Of course, with any luck, we can retire early this time."

Photographer McGrady adjusted the camera and gave his camera a cold-proof treatment, "Then, we can start now."

"I'll be the first one to interview me. I'm the best one to appear first."

Tom volunteered to take on the first task of leaving the country, to make a fortune and become famous. At this time, you must not shrink back.

Photographer McGrady nodded and turned to look at Tom's uncle Jerry, "Then, you can start when you are ready."

The interview started in full swing. They are very interested in everything related to the gods.

From the changes on the sacred mountain, to the rumors, legends and stories of the sacred mountain, they even specifically mentioned old Joey. Old Joey is not only the most famous guide of the mountain, but also the only person who has come into contact with the gods in previous rumors.

The residents were very cooperative with the interview, not only could they see themselves on TV. It is also that they hope to pass their worries and panic to the outside world.

I hope to get attention and help from the outside world.

They have been busy until late, choosing for tomorrow's manuscript, for the content of the interview, and for tomorrow's incredible task. In the face of such a thing, no one can relax.

It is not only the temptation to become famous and get rich, but also the proximity of people and gods, which is more incredible than the first contact of aliens.

At night, their minds cannot calm down.

They know that tomorrow's interview is likely to change the future of all of them.

This change may be good or bad.

In the early morning of the next day, in order to get the first-hand news quickly, they got up early.

Even if sleep and tiredness still bother them, as long as they appear in the cold air those bitter cold can naturally make them wake up.

At the first stop, they were halfway up the mountain.

The ice kingdom, ice and snow palaces, pavilions and towers there are still beautiful.

A little white snow drifted in the sky, covering these ice and snow palaces with a furry blanket, making the crystal clear and cold country softer.

Shooting along the way, this magnificent world of ice and snow serves as a shocking opening remark for the news.

After that, the helicopter began to head towards the top of the mountain.

Along the way, they saw more ice and snow towers, the ice and snow palace, as if they were shaped by magic. From halfway up the mountain, it stretches all the way to the top of the mountain.

"The weather today is good."

Tom looked out from the window of the helicopter, "There is no cloud and fog on the top of the mountain. We may be able to take some more valuable pictures."

There is one sentence that he hid in his heart, hoping that these shootings will not offend the gods.

At this moment, he no longer considered these. He lost his bank card to his uncle Jerry, if he can't rely on the headlines this time, he can recover the loss. Then he has suffered a heavy loss, which he cannot accept.

"Are there many clouds and fog on the top of the mountain?"

McGrady carried his baby camera and looked at the unobstructed sky outside the window.

"On weekdays, there are thick clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, and you can't see anything. I can see it now because of the fire that burned all the clouds and mist."

Tom looked out the window and slowly said, "If we are lucky, we might be able to reach the top of the mountain. You know, this is the sacred mountain that no one has ever climbed before."

"Isn't there a helicopter to the top of the mountain before?" Tom's uncle Jerry asked curiously, "Those climbers, why don't you parachute directly from the sky, or land directly from the helicopter to the top of the mountain."