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A helicopter flew over a mountain range buried under snow and ice. Below it stretched an endless ice field, white and silent, with no sign of life.
"This is Alaska," Jack said with a smile, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.
"Jack, there is basically no Arcadia here," the White Queen said calmly. "As far as I know, Arcadia is only a company steamship."
Jack nodded. "I know. It was always just a trap."
"A trap?" The White Queen asked doubtfully.
"Don't you think that makes it interesting?" Jack replied lightly. "Walking into it, participating in it, grasping everything at once."
A sharp, aggressive glint flashed through his eyes.
Curiosity appeared in the White Queen's gaze. "Jack… who exactly are you? I can't analyze you. I can't calculate you."
Jack looked into the distance. His expression became deep and unreadable.
"Who am I?" he said slowly. "I'm despicable and shameless, someone who resorts to any means necessary—a villain who wants to become completely invincible."
He laughed loudly. "Hahaha."
The White Queen looked at him in silence. "An invincible villain?"
"That's right," Jack said with an evil smile. "And remember, you should call me Uncle. You just called me Jack."
The White Queen instinctively shrank back. "What are you planning to do?"
"Punish you, of course," Jack said, looking at his palm thoughtfully.
"You can't do that," the White Queen protested.
"Oh? I'm your uncle now. Naturally, I have the responsibility to educate you," Jack said seriously, as if suddenly burdened with great duty.
"This helicopter isn't a good place for education. Education shouldn't be rushed."
"You're an evil person," the White Queen said angrily. She deeply regretted gaining a physical body and following this man out.
Ahead lay a field of hardened, cracked earth, pale like dried egg yolk. Numerous helicopters and small aircraft were parked there, scattered unevenly. Clearly, many people had already arrived.
Jack carefully landed the helicopter on the rough ground.
"It seems many people came here," the White Queen said, looking at the aircraft. "They were definitely lured by the company."
Jack stood beside her and smiled.
"That's not what you should be worrying about. What you should worry about is how I plan to educate you."
The White Queen immediately stepped backward. "I don't need education."
"You do," Jack said, raising an eyebrow.
"I have something to do!" the White Queen turned and ran forward.
Jack's figure flashed. In an instant, he appeared in front of her and blocked her path.
"Let me go!" the White Queen shouted, struggling.
"Stand still," Jack said calmly. "This is education."
"You strange uncle!" the White Queen yelled angrily.
"Clearly, you still don't understand," Jack said with a sigh.
After some time, Jack suddenly raised his hand, signaling silence.
The White Queen froze. "What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice.
"Stay here. Don't move," Jack said quietly. "I'll take a look."
She nodded.
Jack walked toward the parked aircraft. Most of them were extremely worn, their metal surfaces rusted and damaged. It was obvious they had flown here long ago under harsh conditions.
He stopped in front of one cabin door and smiled faintly.
"Come out. I know you're inside."
"Gua—gua—!"
A flock of birds burst out of the cabin, flapping wildly into the sky.
Immediately afterward, a shining blade suddenly thrust out from the doorway, stabbing toward Jack.
Jack grabbed the blade with his bare hand and pulled hard. The person inside was dragged out and fell heavily onto the ground.
The woman quickly stood up and attacked again, her movements desperate and fierce.
Jack dodged while calling out loudly, "Wife! What happened to you? I'm your husband!"
The woman didn't respond and continued attacking.
"Wife, it's me!" Jack said while avoiding her strikes. "I've been looking for you!"
Seeing there was no reasoning with her, Jack stepped forward and struck her on the head. The woman collapsed unconscious.
The White Queen ran over and looked at the woman on the ground.
"Who is she?"
"My wife," Jack said with a shameless smile.
"Your wife?" The White Queen stared at him. "Since when do you have a wife?"
"From now on," Jack replied proudly.
The White Queen was speechless. "She's unconscious, and you're forcing a relationship. You're truly evil."
"Little White Queen," Jack said calmly, "as long as you remember that I'm her husband, that's enough."
The White Queen immediately backed away. "I understand, strange uncle."
"Find a rope and tie her up," Jack ordered.
"You mean me?" the White Queen asked, pointing at herself.
"Who else is here?"
She muttered angrily but still obeyed.
After the woman was tied up, Jack picked a blade of grass and gently brushed it under her nose.
"Achoo!"
The woman sneezed and woke up, looking around in confusion before struggling.
"Wife," Jack said with a concerned expression. "What happened to you?"
The woman stared at him in panic.
"Who am I? Who are you?"
Jack said seriously, without the slightest shame,
"Your name is Claire. My name is Jack. I'm your husband."