Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

As soon as he finished speaking, his followers all showed ambiguous smiles. They waved sticks and knives in their hands and looked at White Wolf and Alina greedily.

One of the short and fat Ursus people even said with a wicked smile: "Nothing has ever happened in this tundra. When the snow covers it, who knows what happened?"

White Wolf suddenly stopped being angry.

She turned her head and told Alina with concern: "Go first, don't look back, I will catch up with you soon."

"Well, you have to be careful." Alina nodded vigorously. She glanced nervously at the people who gathered around her, then turned and left.

The Ursus strongman on the far left saw Alina leaving, so he chased after her with a stick in his hand, shouting, "Everyone, come on, there's one trying to slip away."

White Wolf took a deep breath and grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

The flames were like an angry dragon coming out of a cage, vaporizing the ice and snow.

Half a minute later.

The White Wolf held the hilt of the sword with both hands, tapped it on the ground, and watched expressionlessly as the young leader dragged the charred corpse into the cedar forest.

After finishing the job, the Ursus man stood with his back to the White Wolf, raised his hands, and his voice and body trembled: "You said you would spare me as long as I obeyed."

"I did."

The Ursus man's eyes lit up. From his angle he couldn't see that the White Wolf was slowly drawing his sword.

"But I changed my mind. Any objection?"

"you…"

With a hiss, the hot sword pierced through his throat, and the Ursus fell straight down and merged with his accomplices.

The white wolf stepped back a few steps and swung his sword to cut down a few cedar trees. The snow on the treetops fell down in large chunks, covering all the corpses.

"Once it's buried in the snow, you really can't see anything." She clapped her hands, sighed, and then chased in the direction of Alina.

After they reunited, Alina became a little silent. White Wolf didn't know what she was thinking and didn't dare to ask her.

The two walked in silence for a long time. Bai Lang finally couldn't help it. She asked carefully in a low voice: "Alina, are you angry?"

"No."

"If you are unhappy, you must tell me, if you don't want me to be like this..."

"No." Alina shook her head. "You did the right thing, but it makes me sad to meet such a person."

"Are there many people like this on the tundra?"

"No, most of the people in the tundra are kind, but they are full of hostility because of the hardships of life. But there are indeed some people who are paranoid to the point of madness, and regard evil as the creed of survival. They are hopeless."

"Just like those scumbags just now!" Bai Lang took over excitedly. She hated those people she met just now. If she hadn't been there, Alina might have been in danger alone.

Alina put her hands on her chest, turned around, and looked at the white wolf seriously: "What I want to say is that although there are bad people in the snowfield, they are a minority after all. You did the right thing, but you must not vent your anger on others because of this. The difficult life is cruel enough for them. You know, the kinder people are, the more hardships they will suffer. They can only learn to use numbness to protect themselves. Don't implicate them, okay?"

"Actually, I understand." Seeing how serious Alina was, Bai Lang knew that what she said came from the bottom of her heart. She scratched her head, a little embarrassed, "You've already said it, I promise to listen to you."

After walking for a while, Bai Lang saw that Alina's expression had relaxed, so he continued, "Didn't we negotiate a deal in the last village? I think the people there are pretty good."

"That's not what you meant by the expression on your face when you just left the village." Alina suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"Well, there is a reason for that. They all look down on me." White Wolf explained hurriedly.

"Would you like to do the same thing later?" Alina frowned and imitated White Wolf's previous behavior.

The white wolf glanced at the face of the girl Elafia and bent over with joy: "Haha, Alina, you are so funny. You are especially funny when you put on a serious face."

"You walked all the way like this before." Alina stopped imitating and spoke with a smile.

"Uh, is there? That's different, it's different." White Wolf said embarrassedly.

"Can you perform again when we get to the next village?" Alina teased her deliberately.

"No, no." White Wolf shook his head repeatedly, "These guys don't understand the art of performance. It's like talking to a cow if we continue."

As they were talking, they arrived at their final destination. White Wolf no longer pretended to be a cool and ruthless master. He just held the sword in one hand and stood casually beside Alina.

The operation went smoothly, but there were some misunderstandings during the process. The villagers initially mistook Bai Lang for a noble lady. After both sides had some arguments and explained things to each other, the exchange of materials was naturally settled.

The mission was finally completed and the two officially returned. White Wolf couldn't help but start complaining on the way.

"If she wears thick clothes on the tundra and is mistaken for a noble lady, then aren't all southerners nobles when they come here? These guys are too sensitive."

"Don't forget your sword," Alina reminded.

"This is a tower, a small tower. I'm borrowing it to use."

"Yeah, speaking of the little tower, if you calculate the time, she will return to the camp in a few days. I will make delicious food for you then."

"Huh, if she doesn't go back, won't you prepare something delicious?" Bai Lang seized the loophole in the other party's words.

"How can that be possible? She's not here. Can I do it for you alone?"

"That's pretty much it."

The white wolf walked in front, wagging its tail proudly.

Volume 4: Chapter 16 Meow Meow

Since the mission was completed early, Alina and White Wolf arrived at the front-line camp in the afternoon. After greeting the stationed Integration Movement fighters, the two continued to rush to the base.

It was almost evening when they returned to the base. It was time for dinner, and White Wolf was too lazy to walk a few more steps to his own cabin, so he followed Alina directly into her room.

Since I have to come over to eat later anyway, I might as well wait here.

She sat at Alina's desk, took a few books from the bookshelf, and flipped through them aimlessly. Suddenly, she thought of something:

"Alina, I brought you some gifts this time. They are placed together with other supplies. Once the supplies arrive and Winterfell receives the news, you can go and pick them up."

"Can I ask what the gift is?" Alina poked her head out of the kitchen.

White Wolf shook his head and replied mysteriously: "No, the secret cannot be revealed."

She went to several Longmen bookstores and collected all kinds of interesting books, mainly novels and stories about local customs and culture, which were all the types Alina liked to read.

The two chatted idly. As time passed, the aroma of dishes gradually wafted out from the kitchen. White Wolf felt a little hungry.

"Alina, how long will it take? I'm hungry."

"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

The white wolf swallowed and looked eagerly at the kitchen, expecting Alina to announce the dinner soon.

An orange-and-white little creature suddenly appeared at the door. Before the white wolf could see its appearance clearly, the agile little animal slipped into the kitchen like lightning.

"Alina, something got in!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, I saw it, it's Meow Meow."

"Meow?" White Wolf asked doubtfully, "Is it a kitten?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a childish meow sounded from the kitchen.

She felt like her heart was melting.

Alina replied, "Yes, not long ago, about a month ago, I went to Winterfell to buy something and saw this little fellow thrown on the side of the road. It was very small, and its eyes were not even open yet. If it was left alone in this weather, it would surely freeze to death. I picked it up and the children in the camp named it Meow Meow."

"Can I go to the kitchen to see it?" White Wolf asked eagerly as soon as Alina finished speaking.

"No."

The other party's tone sounded extremely ruthless to White Wolf.

"The kitten is shy and the kitchen is too small. You will scare it if you come over here." Miss Elafia explained again.

"But I really want to see it and touch it. I wish I were Feilin. I heard that Feilin can easily get close to kittens."

"Do you like kittens so much?" Alina was a little surprised. "Don't worry, wait a little longer. Feed it when you eat, maybe you can build a good relationship with it."

"Yeah, the kitten is very cute. By the way, was there no one to feed it when you were away?"

"You underestimated this little guy. It learned to run to the restaurant within a few days of opening its eyes. When everyone saw this little guy during meals, they would feed him a little. The children in the camp were afraid that he would be hungry, so they would take care of him."

White Wolf suddenly thought of something strange. When she was very young, she had lived a wandering life. Although her memory was fuzzy, she vaguely remembered that it was a time when she was often hungry. This kitten had the same fate as her, but was much happier than her.

The kitten in the kitchen began to take the place of the white wolf and took the initiative to urge Alina to cook. It meowed twice every few minutes.

After urging her about seven or eight times, Alina finally came out with the food. The kitten followed her, holding its head high and running out in small steps.

The white wolf's attention was completely focused on Meow Meow, and he didn't even bother to look at the food.

Overall, this is a little orange cat.

But it's not completely an orange cat, nearly half of its body is pure white:

The chin and neck that are exposed when the head is raised are white, the belly is also white, and the four small paws look like peeled bamboo shoots. However, judging from the exposed parts, Meow Meow is more like a small orange cat.

Alina followed what she had just said and gave the opportunity to feed Meow Meow to the white wolf. She pretended the whole time that she didn't notice the little guy running around anxiously at her feet.

The white wolf spread a piece of white paper on the ground, then picked out a piece of meat from the plate, put it on the paper, and looked at the kitten in a flattering manner.

"Meow meow, there's something delicious here."

Her good intentions were not understood correctly. The kitten smelled the fragrance but looked at her from a distance and didn't dare to come over.

The white wolf pushed the paper forward, and this action scared the kitten so much that it jumped back and hid behind Alina's stool. After a while, it was tempted by the fragrance again, so it stuck its head out and looked at the white wolf vigilantly.

It found that the food on the paper seemed a little closer and a little farther away from the stranger, so it approached cautiously step by step.

Getting closer.

The kitten suddenly took a step forward, pounced over and bit the piece of meat, while staring at the white wolf, as if intending to run away immediately if something went wrong.

The white wolf was afraid of scaring the kitten, so he held his chin and sat motionless, watching the kitten expectantly until it finished eating, and then picked up another piece.

The kitten took two steps back and waited for the white wolf to put the food on the paper, then ran over again and started eating.

The third time, it stopped backing away and stood there obediently waiting for the next piece after eating.

Then there was the fourth, fifth...

Alina helplessly looked at the white wolf who had forgotten to eat and sleep, and could not help but remind him: "You should eat something too. There are not many meat dishes in the camp. This dish is rare."

"Oh." The white wolf responded and continued to feed the kitten attentively.

Seeing how obsessed the other party was, Alina felt a little regretful. Shouldn't she have let the white wolf see this little guy?

After a while, Alina felt that she had to do something, so she asked indirectly, "Didn't you say you were hungry before? Don't just feed it, eat something too."

"Did I tell you that? Oh, I'm not in a hurry. I'll eat it later."

Just like that, Alina watched helplessly as most of the stir-fried meat she had made specially for the white wolf went into the kitten's stomach, leaving only the side dishes on the plate. She felt quite subtle.

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore and ordered sternly: "Don't feed it anymore, it's going to become a picky eater."

"Alina, it let me touch its head!" The white wolf turned back excitedly to report the good news, it seemed that he didn't hear her words at all.

Alina felt that the food no longer smelled good. She sighed with mixed feelings. At this moment, she was simply very regretful.

After eating, Meow Meow rubbed against White Wolf's hand, then wagged its tail and trotted out of the room, not knowing where it went.

"It's gone." said the white wolf sadly.

Finally gone, Alina thought.

Volume 4: Chapter 17: Keeping Together for Warmth

The material exchange kept Bai Lang busy for three consecutive days. On the afternoon of the third day, all the villages had been visited and the only work left was to count and register the materials.

Alina was busy with the registration book in the front camp. White Wolf couldn't help with this work, so he returned to the rear camp early and planned to ask Big Bob to help Alina.

As a recognized model worker in the integration movement, Big Bob set out to support Alina without saying a word after hearing White Wolf's request. White Wolf was free now and planned to do something meaningful.

In her eyes, the most meaningful thing is to pet kittens.

She spent a lot of time looking for Meow Meow's trace, but couldn't find it no matter what. If this little one who was only over a month old wanted to hide, ordinary people would never be able to find it. White Wolf had only seen it when eating.

After searching in vain for many times, she lost most of her interest and considering that the weather outside was too cold, she decided to stay in the cabin for a while to keep warm.

On the way back, White Wolf accidentally glanced at the house on the northernmost side of the camp, which was on higher ground, and saw that the door of the house was half open.

She stopped and squinted to the north. She should be able to remember correctly that place was the cabin where Talula lived.

Is Tallulah back?

Forget it, I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well go over and take a look.