Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

She lowered her head in thought, tapping the white laboratory table lightly with her right hand, making a tapping sound. Ina, who was watching, began to feel a little nervous.

"Aina." White Wolf's hand movements suddenly stopped. "What do you think is the most likely factor that will hinder the progress of research? Also, after the research is successful, will there be any situation that will hinder the product from entering the market?"

She glanced at Tianhuo and Xilan at the same time: "This question is not just for Aina, all of us need to think about it."

"I know one thing will definitely affect the research." Aina clenched her palms nervously. "Ms. Eyjafjalla's fitting model. She can only give the final result in the data, and cannot explain the derivation details and calculation logic. Therefore, our work will definitely encounter a bottleneck at some point in time. The smoother the research, the faster the bottleneck will come."

"Unless the three of us reverse deduce Miss Eyjafjalla's initial model." Tianhuo continued unwillingly, "But this level of reverse deduction is almost impossible. The difficulty is probably about the same as reverse hash decryption. It's better to wait for Miss Eyjafjalla to come."

Ceylon felt that her two companions had almost finished what she wanted to say. Fortunately, she was the mayor's daughter and always saw things beyond her research work. She cleared her throat:

"Ahem, let me talk about the market situation. Based on the materials that may be used in the research, the cost of the initial product will be extremely high. Compared with traditional energy, it is not very competitive. In the future, we must find a way to reduce costs."

This is easy, Bai Lang thought, as long as the technology continues to improve, we can launch the first, second, and third generation products in the future. Moreover, since it is aimed at the civilian market, wouldn't it be better to hold a press conference or something?

The more she thought about it, the brighter she felt the future would be, so she made a decision on the spot that she would regret later: after the project was successfully developed, she would invite all members of the institute to take a vacation to a place everyone wanted to go.

Because of Miss Ceylon, the vacation location was directly locked in Xiosta City.

Volume V: Chapter 32: Land Reclamation Policy

Business people in northern Ursus have discovered something strange: a mineral company called Ice Stone Mining has begun to help other organizations deal with abandoned source stone mines for free.

Every day, a large number of trucks carrying low-purity waste ore pass through the outside of Koros City and go to the Ice Stone Mine in the north of the city. Day by day, continuous hills appear near the Ice Stone Mine.

The most astute businessmen began to smell something was wrong. They did not understand why Bingshi Mining did this, but they instinctively suspected that there was profit to be made. This alone was worth a try, so many wealthy businessmen began to follow suit and hoard waste minerals.

Fast forward half a month, a piece of news suddenly spread in the business community in the north, saying that the founder of Bingshi Mining was actually an idle nobleman, and hoarding waste minerals was just for fun.

Many speculators did not believe it at first, but later, looking at the increasing transportation costs, labor costs, and storage fees, and then looking at the mountains of useless "garbage", these people suddenly realized that they were really crazy.

They took the initiative to send someone to contact Bingshi Mining and sent the things they had saved over for free.

Facts have also proved that their decision was wise. Bingshi Mining simply piled up the mining waste in the wilderness outside the company and did not do anything fancy. Over time, everyone began to treat this matter as a joke and no longer paid attention to Bingshi Mining's actions.

It's July in the blink of an eye.

An absurdly large amount of low-purity raw ore has been stored on the wasteland outside the Ice Stone Mining Company. Miss Ceylon once took a walk outside with Hei and roughly estimated the profits that these things could be converted into in the future. The number they finally got was a staggering one.

She compared this amount with the tourism income of Xiosta City and couldn't help sighing. Then she began to think about whether she should give advice to her father to develop the technology industry in her hometown.

Bai Lang conducted a new round of assessment on the company's stored resources. The materials they could use were not limited to those outside the company, but also included the major tundra mining areas to the north of the company. There was really no need to accumulate too much. Now that the contract with the outsourced transportation company was about to expire, she gave up the idea of ​​continuing the cooperation.

Only now did she feel that being in the desolate north also had its advantages. At least the area within dozens of kilometers outside was an uninhabited area that could be freely developed. Although the amount of source stone ore was huge, it actually only occupied a corner of the northern part of the company.

The Ursus Empire has a vast territory, and many places are desolate and uninhabited. In order to encourage the development of new land, the former king of Ursus specially established a system:

For the central and southern regions of the empire, the pioneers have the right to use the land for 20 years, after which the land will be returned to the empire. For the northern tundra region, the pioneers are given permanent land use rights, but they must ensure that they pay taxes to the empire every year based on the land area.

This policy led to the reclamation of a large amount of wasteland in the central and southern regions. Although conditions in the northern region were more favorable, no one was willing to come here, and even though taxes were reduced again and again, there was little effect.

Since Olicia belonged to the aristocracy, the tax would be directly exempted, so no one would bother her if she expanded her company freely.

Moreover, although the location of Ice Stone Mining is close to the tundra, it is not on the tundra after all. The environmental conditions are similar to those of Koros City, so the transformation will not be particularly difficult, and there are still many things that can be done in the future.

During this period of time, apart from reading books and practicing sword skills, Bai Lang stayed in the institute every day to perform his "director duties" - that is, serving tea and water to the researchers.

She originally wanted to teach Ceylon how to make tea, but unfortunately she spoiled her so much that she didn't want to learn anymore. In order to avoid being drafted in the future, she took the time to teach this skill to Miss Hei.

Miss Hei was really interesting. She was obviously not interested at all, but as long as she mentioned that Miss Ceylon liked to drink black tea, she would willingly put down her training crossbow, hold the teapot with both hands, and behave like a well-behaved elementary school student.

In the research institute, Bai Lang also learned a lot of theoretical knowledge, and could barely understand the conversations of Aina and others. She was a little complacent about this, and would secretly imagine herself pretending to be an "expert" in front of people who didn't know anything about it by relying on the professional terms she knew.

The research was proceeding normally, but there was still no news from Miss Eyjafjalla. Mr. Mu did bring an important message: Marquis Carolingian had arrived in the city of Koros and was living in the mansion that White Wolf had visited last time.

The Marquis wanted to discuss something with her, and she also felt it necessary to report on the work of Bingshi Mining. After all, at the company level, she was the full manager entrusted by the other party. She had spent a lot of money on the equipment some time ago, and it would be unreasonable not to report to the 'chairman'.

Since she was usually free, Bai Lang set out at noon on the day she learned the news. At two o'clock in the afternoon, she arrived at the door of the mansion again.

The guards seemed to know her. Before Bai Lang could even announce her name, they bowed respectfully and let her pass.

She did not see the Marquis immediately because a waiter told her that he was taking a nap. When she asked if he had any urgent business, White Wolf shook his head, indicating that there was no need to disturb him.

The idle White Wolf began to wander around the mansion, and her attention was soon attracted by the various flowers and plants in the garden.

The city of Koros is relatively close to her company, and anything that can be grown normally here will most likely be grown in Bingshi Mining. She can pick some pleasing ones and take a few away when she leaves.

The old gardener squatting in the corner to cultivate the soil guessed what White Wolf was thinking. He was reluctant to see his carefully arranged work destroyed, but he did not dare to refuse directly. He walked over timidly and persuaded:

"Miss, these flowers and plants are very sensitive to the environment. If they are directly transplanted, they will most likely not survive. Do you see any that you like? How about I help you find some seedlings specifically for growing them?"

"Okay." White Wolf's eyes lit up, and he pointed at the flowerbed happily, "I want this, this, and that. Oh, and I want to plant it in the wasteland north of the city. Can you help me think of other suitable ones?"

After that, she took out a stack of Longmen coins from her pocket and stuffed them into the gardener's hand: "Let's start with a dozen plants and see if we can buy any. The extra money is for wages."

"Miss, this is what I should do, you don't need to..." The gardener hurriedly wanted to return the money.

"Take it." White Wolf waved his hand happily, "Buy something for your family."

After saying this, she left the dazed old man and went to the room where she had met the Marquis last time, intending to sit down and wait.

There were several newspapers on the table in the room. They should be what the Marquis was reading recently. She picked up the newspaper and flipped through it casually:

Report on June 25th: In the suburbs of Lev, a bus was detonated by an Originium bomb, killing 13 citizens (including two young children). After preliminary verification by the Imperial Patrol, it was suspected to be the work of the terrorist organization "Infected Freemasonry".

According to the newspaper on June 29, a large-scale looting occurred in the farms of Lobo City, South Carolina, and the leader of the "Confederate Movement" who started it is on the run.

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Volume 5: Chapter 33: The Imitators

After an unknown amount of time, there was a creaking sound at the door and the Marquis Carolingian walked in with a cane.

White Wolf was thinking about the various bad habits of these infected organizations. When he saw the other party coming, he put the newspaper on the table and let out a long sigh with a complicated expression: "You are here."

Caroline leaned his cane against the corner of the table, sat down on a rattan chair covered with Yan country red silk, and said with a smile: "I'm reading the newspaper. How is it? Have you found any interesting news?"

"Aren't you asking even though you already know the answer?" Bai Lang rolled her eyes. She was 100% sure that the newspaper was deliberately picked out by the other party and placed here specifically for her to read.

"Tell me what you think." Caroline smiled indifferently.

Bai Lang's expression became serious: "Marquis, how many of these infected organizations have appeared so far?"

Caroline clapped his hands leisurely and replied, "From what I know, there are dozens of them in the past two years. There must be more in secret. These organizations are basically imitating the Integration Movement."

White Wolf was silent for a while, clenched his fist and then put it down, sighing: "They only imitate the external form in vain, but have no organizational guidelines to guide them. They are just a group of pitiful people who are blinded by revenge."

"However, these people imitated the Integration Movement and, under the instigation of various 'leaders', have done many things that harm ordinary people, such as murder, arson, robbery... So, I was thinking, maybe violent resistance is bound to go down this path. Lillian, what do you think? Have you ever regretted your choice?" Caroline looked at the White Wolf calmly, without showing any emotion.

He thought that Lillian would not be able to answer, or at least would have to ponder for a long time before coming up with the answer, but he never expected that she would look him in the eye without even thinking.

"Never regret. The world can't be what we imagine. That's why the infected need to be integrated!" White Wolf said firmly, word by word.

Under the leadership of Tallulah, the integration movement will move from north to south, from Koros to Chernobyl, and will integrate everything that needs to be integrated.

The Marquis saw a burning fire in those eyes, which made him think of Tallulah uncontrollably.

However, the two were different. He had met Tallulah several times, and her eyes always reminded him of passionate and exciting fire, while the fire in Lillian's eyes gave him a strange feeling of exceptional calmness.

Otherwise, he would not have let Lillian make various dangerous decisions on her own.

"Tsk tsk, you always come up with reasons that I can't refute." Carolingian smiled with emotion.

The anxious White Wolf was still worried about the Marquis's position. After all, the integration movement's material support to the south depended entirely on the other party, and this link must not be let down, so he said anxiously again:

"Marquis, rest assured, the Integration Movement is not and will not become such an organization. For us, force is not an end but a means. You are definitely not helping the bandits who kill without blinking an eye."

"Look how anxious you are." Carolingian stroked his beard and chuckled, "Bozhukasti is still integrating the movement. I have nothing to worry about. Besides, your girlfriend, the leader, has been doing very well."

It goes without saying that Carolingian trusted the patriot, and the second half of his sentence was also sincere. Talullah, under the pseudonym Yekka, contacted him many times, and each time she was neither arrogant nor impatient, and was extremely respectful, treating him as an elder, which made the Marquis very happy.

What does "Little Girlfriend Leader" mean? Is your generation's word usage so weird?

White Wolf turned his head away awkwardly, wanting to change the subject, but he was eager to know about Tallulah's situation, so he asked awkwardly, "She... the Integration Movement, how is it going recently?"

Caroline shook his head depressedly. "I only know one thing. Before you went to Victoria, the Integration Movement had already begun to move south. Your girlfriend is too tight-lipped. She only asked me for help and never mentioned the specific situation. I tried to trick her into talking, but it was completely ineffective. It seems that she even found out."

White Wolf immediately caught some key words in it, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, shouting in dissatisfaction: "Don't try to trick her."

She paused, then felt that her reaction was a bit exaggerated, and explained: "This will, well, affect everyone's trust."

"I understand, I understand. It was only once, and nothing happened after that." Caroline was worried that Lillian would be angry, so she tried to comfort her. At the same time, she was secretly evaluating the matter in her heart. Lillian's reaction was so big, it seemed that her relationship with Tallulah was better than he had originally thought.

Alas, he is already an old man, and it is normal for him not to understand young girls. Among his generation, probably only Evan, who is full of tricks, understands these things.

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and put a fruit plate on the coffee table, which helped ease the slight awkwardness between the two. Caroline continued what he had just been thinking and asked, "How were you doing in Victoria some time ago? I received news from my old friend Evan."

"Well, everything went well. I helped Marquis Evan a little, and he gave me an honorary alumnus medal." White Wolf picked up a red crisp apple, opened her mouth and took a bite, squinting her eyes to feel the sweet juice. She suddenly remembered that she was also from a top university, which was quite interesting.

This is no small favor, Carolingian muttered to himself. When he thought of the letter full of indignation and helplessness that Evan wrote to him, he would wake up laughing in his dreams.

The other party actually thought that he had sent Lillian over on purpose, and severely condemned him for his shameless act of maliciously sending his own outstanding junior to show off in front of others and then leaving.

Lillian's move not only helped him gain enough face, but also earned him a favor, the favor of the Marquis of Victoria and the president of the National University.

It was enough for him to know about this matter himself, and of course there was no need to explain it clearly to Lillian. He asked her to come here mainly to inform her of a "good news".

Of course, this "good" is only relative to ordinary people, and Lillian probably won't be too happy.

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

"As long as everything goes well, I stayed in the North for a long time some time ago and commissioned some people to investigate Olicia's identity."

"Didn't they say it's been done? Why are we still investigating?" White Wolf asked puzzledly.

"Originally, it wasn't necessary, but look at what you did during the time you were away. First, you became an honorary alumnus of the National University, and then you saved the entire airship. The Victoria Court is going to award you a Silver Cross. You've attracted too much attention, and your original vague identity certificate is no longer secure, so I have to use the most reliable means to solve the problem."

"Okay, alright." White Wolf nodded unwillingly. The apple in his hand no longer tasted sweet.

PS: To add a setting that was not made clear before: In this book, the only race - dragon - is the only race, representing a direct relationship with the royal family of Yan State.

Other races such as Aslan and Drake are distributed all over Terra, but their numbers are relatively small.

Volume 5: Chapter 34: Making a Falsehood Come True

Carolingian was very satisfied with Lillian's performance, and he was content that she did not directly object.

He began to persuade her, "You would rather use the fake identity of Olicia than accept your own title. I have considered it for you. From the perspective of now, it happens to be a very far-sighted decision."

Eh! Bai Lang looked at the Marquis in confusion. She couldn't quite understand what he was saying.

Caroline pulled out his pipe and shook it. After Lillian nodded in approval, he filled it with tobacco, lit it, and took a comfortable puff.

"I'm not kidding. If you keep using Lillian's identity and title, we will be in a passive position now, because too many people already know you. Someone with ulterior motives can easily find out who inherited your title, and then they can follow the clues to connect it to Bodracasti and Hellagur, and things will become troublesome. So, you should continue to use Olicia's identity in Ursus."

Bai Lang nodded thoughtfully. She felt the smell of smoke was a bit pungent, so she pushed open the window and continued to look at the Marquis, waiting for what to say next. She remembered that the other party also mentioned investigating Olicia's identity.

"You know, Olicia's noble affiliation is partially missing and the details are not clear. Even the names of her parents cannot be confirmed 100%. If you want to act without scruples when you may be noticed, you need an identity that can stand up to scrutiny."

White Wolf confirmed this helplessly: "You are right, my previous actions were a bit hasty, and now I really need a detailed identity."

Carolingian put down his pipe, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "When I was helping you investigate your origin, I accidentally discovered something that had not been recorded, which was the cause of death of Olicia's biological parents. They died at the hands of the Casimir assassin, and used their lives to protect the empire's military secrets from being leaked."

what? !

The white wolf was stunned.

How could this be an unrecorded event? It was too ridiculous. If she didn't know the truth, she would have believed it. Tallulah said it very clearly. Everything was caused by Kosice's murderous hand. The other party saw it with her own eyes.

She immediately retorted: "No, that's impossible. Putting aside the facts I know, Olivia's parents

He is Lord Beiling, the northernmost lord of the empire. Why would the Casimir assassin come to the freezing north?"

Carolingian showed his usual sly smile on his face. "You are right, but the evidence is irrefutable. I can do nothing about it. The people in the Order believed that the relationship between the Empire and Casimir was tense during that period, and it was normal for assassins to infiltrate. So they finally judged that the information was true, and decided to upgrade their heir Olicia's rank to Viscount according to the merit system. Moreover, this proposal has been passed."

The Marquis finished his words in one breath and continued to smoke comfortably, while casually observing Lillian's condition.

Bai Lang's psychology is in an extremely complex and contradictory state. On the one hand, she knows that she needs to clarify her identity, but on the other hand, she realizes that she is deeply trapped in the vortex of Ursus. If she follows the arrangements of the Marquis, she may encounter some things that she absolutely does not want to see.

If you get too entangled, it will be difficult to get out.

She was silent for a long time, and finally admitted her situation in the face of irrefutable reality.

Forget it, forget it, why think so much, just take it one step at a time.

Perhaps because she was starting to feel bad inside, her mood actually improved a lot, and she was able to grasp some specific points in the Marquis' words.

She asked in a relaxed tone, "Is the person from the Order Department you mentioned one of your friends?"

"Yes." Carolingian did not hide his feelings at all. He smiled and nodded. "In today's Ursus, those who are not short of money are not short of friends."