Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

If it was in front of her, the other party would definitely not say that. She knew Bai Jin and would blush as soon as the other party opened his mouth.

Why do people like this become bolder in writing?

Her mind unconsciously began to fantasize that actually that kind of thing felt pretty good and she liked it very much, but it was a little too embarrassing.

By the way, we also talked about eyes. Is there anything special about eyes?

She got up in a startle, looked at the dressing table, held her breath, lowered her head, lifted the sofa pillow, and confirmed the location of the letter, as if she was afraid that the item would suddenly disappear.

She stuffed the letter into her pocket, then walked to the dressing table, bent over, and looked closely at Miss White Wolf's eyes in the mirror.

There's nothing special about it.

She blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

Miss Platinum likes eyes?

It seems so. Once I was staring at her for too long and she blushed.

And then there are the lips?

She stood hesitantly in front of the dressing table and saw that Miss White Wolf's face in the mirror had turned pink, which was unexpectedly beautiful.

She wanted to take a closer look, but because she was too close, she exhaled and the mirror was immediately covered with a layer of white mist.

She came to her senses in the mist, shook her head vigorously, and fled from the dressing table in a panic.

People should not be too narcissistic, Miss White Wolf criticized herself in this way.

But now, she was indeed happy. Her original sadness was dispelled by the cunning Miss Platinum. She could let go of the melancholy that had lingered in her heart for a long time, look forward to the next meeting, and then do what she should do with ease.

It was already very, very late, but the excited Miss White Wolf couldn't fall asleep right away.

She lay in bed, remembering that Bai Jin was already her accounting employee, and began to think about what kind of position she should assign to him, and then pondered the company's future expansion and other planning matters.

As she was thinking, she suddenly felt extremely sleepy. It was the awakening of the power of alcohol that was temporarily frozen by the cold. Miss White Wolf, who was in a relaxed state, naturally could not resist and fell asleep in an instant.

……

The Grand Knight of Casimir——Kavaleriyaki.

In a dark underground room.

The dim lights came on, and a black fir-wood table appeared in the center of the room. Several figures in black robes walked out of the darkness and took their seats.

Speaker (emotionless): I have called you all together to discuss our alliance's Longmen mission. You all already know the result, so please feel free to express your opinions.

Councillor A (statement): There is no doubt that the platinum-level assassin involved in a failed operation should be punished.

Councillor B (nods): I agree. This mission is a core mission of the Business Federation and is of great significance. Should the punishment model be based on the previous Platinum?

Councillor D (indifferent): That's right.

Councillor E (lazy): It's fine, I'm only responsible for the execution.

Councillor C (hesitating): Do you remember who sent the message to Lord Wei of Longmen before the mission?

Councillor A (embarrassed): It is just a necessary measure for self-protection, and everyone tacitly agrees on this.

Councillor C (steady): So, the mission has always been an impossible mission, and we know it is an impossible mission. Now we are punishing them for an impossible mission?

Councillor D (indifferent): We have no choice. In order to appease the anger of the Chamber of Commerce, we must make our position clear.

Councillor E (sighs): There have to be sacrifices.

Councillor A (echoing): There have to be sacrifices.

Councillor B (echoing): There have to be sacrifices.

Speaker (emotionless): Is this the unanimous opinion?

Councillor C (standing and shaking his head): Objection, we have a better plan.

Speaker (looking): Go ahead.

Councillor C (calm): Execution cannot cover up the fact that the mission has failed. What the Chamber of Commerce needs is never just attitude, they also want compensation.

Councillor D (questioning): The Chamber of Commerce has huge funds and is so greedy that we cannot provide them with satisfactory compensation.

Councillor C (shaking his head calmly): No, we can give them what they really want.

Councillor B (questioning): I don’t understand what we have that they want.

Councillor C (calm): The Business Federation controls us, but they also fear us. Their top brass can't sleep peacefully. They know they are raising a tiger to harm themselves. Guard knights can't stop knight killers. They now really want assassins who obey them completely, not as killers, but as professional guards to deal with the No Helmet Alliance. They are in urgent need of such people.

Councillor A (thinking): They have assassins among their own.

Councillor C (concludes): Ordinary assassin guards cannot bring them a sense of security.

Councillor B (suddenly realizing): And a failed platinum-level assassin is still a platinum-level assassin.

Councillor E (nods): The previous Platinum contributed a lot to the Chamber of Commerce and was deeply trusted by them. Therefore, the current Platinum has been in contact with the Chamber of Commerce for a long time.

Councillor D (denial): The Business Federation will not trust this Platinum so easily. Instead, they will doubt our motives.

Councillor C (calm): Of course, so we will publicly strip Platinum of his identity and status and hand him over to the Commerce Federation for disposal.

Councillor D (thinking): Even so, given the suspicion of the Chamber of Commerce, they still won't trust this Platinum.

Councillor C (calm): I agree. The Chamber of Commerce doubts everything, but there is one thing they fully trust.

Member of the House of Representatives (inquiring gaze, silent stare)

Councillor C (calm): The Business Federation will not doubt money, just as people will not doubt themselves. They make a living from it and believe in the power of money. They are therefore confident that they can buy the loyalty of a platinum-level killer who has been stripped of everything and is no longer platinum.

Councillor D (brief silence): You convinced me.

Representative (echoing): As it should be,

Councillor C (calm): Before everything starts, we need to let the current Platinum know how cruelly she should have been punished, and how the No-Heroes Alliance helped her get the hard-won opportunity. She should always remember that it was the No-Heroes Alliance that forged her and gave her everything.

Councillor C (looking around at everyone): The current Platinum will become a 'possibility', another pawn in our effort to break away from the Business Federation.

The congressmen nodded one after another, and Congressman C sat down.

Speaker (emotionless): I am very happy that everyone has once again reached a unified answer. I hope we can get out of the Business Federation as soon as possible.

Representatives (in unison): May we soon be free of the Chamber of Commerce.

The lights gradually dimmed, the darkness spread, and everyone left in the darkness.

Volume 6: Chapter 66: Cold Dream

Pale snowflakes fluttered down, and the winter forest was filled with white frozen fog, making it impossible to tell the direction.

There was patchy snow on the ground, and the snow layer was very thin, revealing dead branches that creaked when stepped on.

Something urged her forward.

Move forward.

A snow-covered stone monument stands at the end of the road.

He approached slowly and brushed away the snow on the surface of the stone tablet with his hands. Inside was a gray tablet with unusually bright crystal red inscriptions, as if it were made of precious and beautiful gemstones. He could barely make out the words "tomb" and "died of mineral disease".

tombstone?

She looked around blankly.

Above the withered earth, beneath the flying snow, whose tombstone is this?

She brushed away the snow and tried to read its owner's name.

At this moment, the cold air suddenly became impatient, the wind blew violently, snowflakes danced wildly, and the buried dead leaves rustled.

Driven by an eager emotion, she desperately tried to scrape the snow off the stele with her hands, but the flying snow was against her and kept hitting it, covering the inscriptions below layer by layer, and the space became increasingly chaotic.

With a snap, the world was covered with cracks and shattered like a mirror.

Miss White Wolf suddenly sat up from the bed and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a glass bottle on the dressing table fall to the ground and shatter into pieces. Not far from the dressing table, the cold wind of late autumn rushed in from the window, making the whole room chilly.

It seems that I forgot to close the window last night, and it happened to be a windy day today.

What was that dream about?

Has anyone died from mineral sickness?

Who is it?

What a pity, I almost saw the name.

Just a little bit.

Forget it, what's the point of all this? Can I expect the things in my dreams to provide me with any information?

Uh ~

White Wolf, you have this thought subconsciously. Could it be that you are still drunk after sleeping all night?

The reason for the dream is of course very simple. People die from mineral disease every day. This is seen too often, so I dream about it at night.

'Ah sneeze~'

She sneezed loudly and then realized that she was sitting in the cold wind in the hallway in her thin pajamas.

Now was not the time to think about dreams. What she should do most was to put on her clothes and run to close the window. However, she didn't want to go. She just wanted to escape into bed.

Phew, if only Miss Platinum were still here, she could stay in bed and encourage the other person to close the window.

She shook off her unrealistic fantasies, wrapped herself in a blanket, put on her slippers, carefully avoided the glass fragments under the dressing table, closed the window, then returned to the bed again, quickly got under the quilt, and held her cooled tail in her arms to warm it up.

I'm freezing to death, freezing to death. Why did the temperature drop so much today? Winter is coming soon. Even Longmen is so cold, how can we survive in the tundra?

At the end of last year, White Wolf came to Longmen to discuss cooperation, and was "hospitalized" in Rhodes Island for a long time, just avoiding the coldest time in the tundra.

This year, she had to deal with all the affairs of the company and there was no way to escape. The cold winter was naturally sharpening its knife ahead, waiting for her, a southerner.

She held her beloved tail and felt sad for a while. Suddenly, her wandering mind was influenced by something else. She thought of the thousands of infected people waiting for dawn in the cold and darkness. She suddenly felt generous and tragic, and began to chant in her heart:

We are the sharp blades in the darkness, resisting the cold flames. Winter is coming, and I will start watching from tonight...

The little man deep in my mind couldn't stand it and started to jump out to object: Oh, don't think about it, aren't you ashamed? You are no longer at the age of chuunibyou, you should feel ashamed now.

Miss White Wolf was still stubborn: But it sounds good, I don’t care, I just like it.

You are childish!

You are childish!!

If you have the guts, tell it to others.

I won’t tell you, even if you kill me.

cut.

Cut your head, and you just know how to find fault. Do you want to fight?

Forget it. I won’t argue with you. Now is not the time to argue. Think about how to spend the winter in the future.

Oh, yes, how to spend the winter?

Miss White Wolf rubbed her tail and fell into deep thought.

There is an academic conference in December, so I can take the opportunity to come to Longmen for a few days, but at most one or two weeks, which cannot solve the fundamental problem.

In the company, except for himself, Tianhuo, Aina and other researchers have never experienced the severe winter of Ursus. They may perform worse than himself in the future. Only ordinary employees are native Ursusians and are expected to get used to it.

No, you can’t think about it that way. The composition of ordinary employees is also very complex.

People from the northern mining areas are indeed more accustomed to the cold, but the skilled workers brought over from Bratz are basically from southern Ursus. If nothing unexpected happens, they may live in the south for the rest of their lives, and it is difficult for these people to adapt to the extreme cold in the north.

She recalled a conversation with Tallulah, in which she mentioned the infected slaves in the north:

The infected slaves assigned to the tundra were the most miserable slaves. Many of them died because they could not endure the extreme cold in the north. Those who survived were young people with strong adaptability and good physical condition. The imperial nobles were happy to see this result and regarded this process as a "natural selection", using the environment to select the strong labor force among the infected, thus saving all kinds of unnecessary expenses.

The message she heard from the conversation at that time was: the infected people in the northern mining area all have the potential to become fighters of the Integration Movement, and their experiences have been very cruel, so their desire to seize the opportunity to rise up in resistance must be extremely strong.

She told Tallulah what she was thinking, and she felt rational but cold-blooded as she spoke. Later, the focus of the Integration Movement's Tundra Operation was on liberating the mining area.

Now, the scene changes. It is still the same few words from Tallulah, but the information she extracts has changed to a different dimension:

Under extremely harsh conditions, infected people in the south are at risk of freezing to death in the severe cold.

The extremely harsh environment here refers to the slave labor environment, which is naturally impossible in Bingshi. Firstly, the company is located close to the big city of Koros and is not on the coldest tundra. Secondly, it will provide sufficient warm clothing, so there will be no problems.

However, avoiding problems does not mean that there will be no suffering. Is there any way for everyone to get through the cold winter comfortably?