Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

She stayed in bed and tried to fall asleep again, but found that it was impossible. Her own bedding had to be heated to provide the proper protection.

Might as well put on all my clothes, she said to herself, not caring about the wrinkles my clothes got in the quilt.

After getting dressed, she checked her phone and found that the current time was 4:16 in the morning.

Might as well get up, she thought, it would be daylight in just over an hour and I was already dressed.

She turned on the dim light and found two newspapers on the table, planning to read to kill time, but in this spooky environment, she couldn't concentrate.

She was about to use Originium Technique to keep warm, but suddenly remembered Dr. Kal'tsit's warning: If it is not necessary, try not to use Originium Technique. One of the reasons for the worsening of Oriolia is the abuse of this "God-given ability" by the infected.

Dr. Kal'tsit was really good to her, White Wolf thought. She had put a lot of thought into her oripathy, and he might have been too stubborn yesterday.

If I want to have a good talk with Kal'tsit, will she be willing?

As long as Kal'tsit doesn't have any intentions towards the Reunion Movement, she will be willing to do so even if she is being used. Kal'tsit has done so much for her, she should repay him.

It seems to be getting colder. Let's take a walk around the room.

Or we could go directly to the Marquis's place. There would definitely be no taxis outside at this time. It would take about an hour to walk from the hotel to the villa that the Marquis rented on the outskirts of the city. After an hour, it would be almost dawn, just in time to wait for the Marquis to come back.

Miss White Wolf thought and acted immediately, packing her luggage and leaving.

When winter comes, the street lights in northern cities of Ursus are only turned on until midnight. There is no need to turn them on later because no one would go out and run around on a winter night.

When Miss White Wolf arrived on the street, she saw a dark and quiet street. The surrounding buildings were shrouded in darkness, and only vague outlines could be observed, like a haunted house. Between the haunted houses, there were red or green bright spots, which looked eerie, like the eyes of some terrifying creature.

Miss White Wolf didn't believe in ghost stories, and she could recognize that the red and green dots were certain power lights, but this creepy environment still made her involuntarily speed up her pace.

As her body gradually warmed up during the brisk walk, she began to think about random things.

One day in the future, a reporter interviewed Miss White Wolf, who had become a big boss: Why are you so successful?

She smiled and asked: Do you know what it looks like at four o'clock in the morning in the north of Ursus?

Oh, it feels so good, I want to arrange it this way, but...

What if the reporter doesn’t cooperate?

Then let Miss Platinum be the reporter. If it were the other party, she might be able to ask better questions.

Miss White Wolf wrapped herself tightly in her clothes and daydreamed happily as she hurried on her way. The cold made her pace quicker. Just after five o'clock and before dawn, she arrived at the door of the Marquis' villa.

The old guard on night watch was dozing off in the duty room. White Wolf knocked on the glass bed to wake him up.

The old guard opened his eyes dazedly, wanting to see who was causing trouble at this time. The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened and he quickly got up to open the door.

"Miss, why are you here at this time?"

"I just happened to get up early."

"It's cold outside. I'll take you to the warm room."

"Good work."

The old guard led the way and kept talking, saying that she could come over at any time. There were many empty rooms reserved for her in the villa, and the master had specifically instructed her to use them at will.

In fact, Bai Lang also knew all this, but she just felt uncomfortable. She was not used to living in an aristocratic villa and being served like a big shot by many waiters.

Chapter 2022 The Choice of Free Will 12-07-12 00:02:

The environment of the greenhouse made Miss White Wolf feel extremely comfortable, but she felt more and more uncomfortable in her heart. The reason was very clear: it was the waiter who was waiting to be called at the door.

A person gave up all his own affairs and stood nearby. His standing posture could not be casual but had to be trained. He stood like this, waiting for the noble's orders at any time in silence.

If the noble had a request, the waiter would do it. If the noble was angry and beat or scolded the waiter, the waiter would endure it silently. If the noble did not say anything, the waiter would waste time waiting.

In the eyes of the nobles, waiters may not be pure people, but more like a tool to meet requirements.

White Wolf knew and understood aristocratic culture, and knew that the waiters would receive a considerable salary for this. Moreover, in Ursus, such jobs were extremely rare, and people would only do them willingly from the bottom of their hearts. In the end, everyone got what they wanted.

The more she understood the current situation, the sadder Bai Lang felt. She always felt that this shouldn't be the case.

People should not be treated as tools, should not sell their personality and freedom and become well-dressed slaves under the nobles. Of course, the waiter will tell her that he does not feel that he has lost his freedom, and his current life is the choice of his free will, and becoming a nobleman's waiter is his choice.

In rebuttal, she might say that freedom must have limits and that excessive freedom is a cruel plunder of ordinary people because those in power have the ability to make the world more unjust with equal freedom. From this perspective, limited freedom actually serves to restrain the powerful and protect ordinary people.

The sad thing about this topic is that the waiter will continue to retort: ​​Of course you can speak condescendingly, but what about us? If we don’t make money for three days, we won’t have enough to eat. If we don’t make money for a month, someone in your family will starve to death. And now you want to talk to me about freedom and personality?

How to answer?

White Wolf looked at the waiter, as if the other party was really asking her the same question.

She didn't know how to answer, and the powerlessness itself made her feel painful.

She just didn't want to see oppression, didn't want to see people being divided from each other, didn't want to see some people rise to the sky and shine like stars while others sink into the ground and turn into soil.

She felt that the world shouldn't be like this, but it seemed to be like this.

Finally, she found an excuse for wanting to rest and sent the waiter away in his confused look.

She really wanted to rest. Low-quality sleep had a great impact on people's spirit. Excessive thinking made her feel extremely tired. Coupled with the influence of the warm room environment, she soon couldn't help but feel drowsy.

It's still early and it's not yet bright outside. The Marquis probably won't be here for a while, so you can take this opportunity to have a good rest.

She took down the high-quality leather pillow with a musky smell on the sofa, held it in her arms, and rested her chin and right cheek on it. The warm fur felt very comfortable against her face, and she couldn't help rubbing it gently. Then she leaned her body sideways on the armrest of the sofa, squinted her eyes and dozed off.

I do not know how long it has been.

Miss White Wolf opened her eyes drowsily, her heart filled with the satisfaction of having made up for a good sleep. She noticed that there was a person sitting on the sandalwood chair in front of her, holding a newspaper in his hand, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee.

Marquis Carolingian heard the noise on the sofa, put the newspaper aside, and said with a smile: "Are you awake? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

White Wolf rubbed his eyes and said, "No, the hotel had a power outage and it was freezing, so I ran over here."

"You can come anytime."

White Wolf didn't respond, but continued to hug the sofa pillow and asked lazily, "How long have you been here?"

"Half an hour. I didn't call you because you were sleeping."

"You should wake me up, that would make me appear more polite." Miss White Wolf said seriously.

The Marquis said cheerfully, "Did your father teach you?"

"Ahem." The exposed White Wolf coughed and muttered, "He is very strict."

She saw the Marquis holding up the coffee cup with a smile, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you drinking coffee?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Usually, coffee is drunk by young people and Victorian college students in Colombia. None of the Ursians I've met drink it."

"Stereotypes, Lillian. Life is like that. You have to try something different. It's no fun to drink too much vodka."

Lillian, Bai Lang muttered her childhood name in her heart. She could count the number of people in the world who called her that on one hand. She looked at the other person's cup and suddenly asked, "Have you ever drunk black tea? Yan Country's black tea?"

"It's hard to say, maybe not. I'm face-blind to Yan Country's tea leaves."

"I'll make you a pot." Bai Lang happily threw the pillow aside, stood up and said, "Here is Yan Country tea."

"Of course, even if you don't drink it, the waiters will prepare it."

The Marquis called the waiter and told him to get Yan Country black tea. Then he looked at Lillian expectantly fiddling with the tea set and asked casually, "How was your recent trip to Longmen?"

"Of course it's a great success." White Wolf raised his eyebrows and said in a spirited manner.

She had made big promises to the Marquis, but when she did so, she herself had no idea what was going on. Now that she saw the results far exceeded her expectations, she was of course happy and proud.

In fact, ever since she met the Marquis, she had been eager for him to ask this question. Now that the Marquis had asked it, it was naturally her turn to show her results. She wanted to express her thoughts: "Your investment is correct. You must keep up the good work and continue to invest."

During the whole process of the narration, Miss White Wolf secretly observed the Marquis's expression and found that he was listening very seriously and kept nodding with satisfaction. She felt that her achievements were recognized and she became more and more happy.

Next, she began to further analyze the business situation. Considering that the Marquis himself was rooted in Ursus, after talking about the situation in Longmen, she considerately moved the topic to the Ursus region.

"So, the next step is to defeat the local competitors in Ursus. I already have some ideas, but I still need your help."

"Well, go ahead." The Marquis looked at Lillian strangely and nodded cautiously.

"First, we need to understand the current status of local energy resources and the situation of operators in related industries. Without investigation, we have no right to speak."

"Well, that's how it should be."

"Second, we need to understand the policy model of Ursus. The situation here is special. We need to understand the expected sales of source energy products and whether there are any unexpected risks."

"Makes sense."

"If the first two situations prove to be favorable, then we will first offer generous conditions to cooperate with competitors in the same industry. On the surface, it is cooperation, but in fact, due to the superiority of our products, partners will gradually become our customers. If we encounter stubborn ones, or those who directly make trouble like the Business Federation, then we can only resort to market competition. Don't worry, you just need to make sure that the opponent cannot take unfair means. I am fully confident that I can defeat them."

The Marquis took a deep breath, tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips, looked at the White Wolf with a strange look, and said slowly: "Lillian, do you know where the opponent you want to defeat is?"

"where?"

"Do you think I have a chance?"

Chapter 2022 The Situation in Ursus 12-08-12 00:02:

The Marquis looked at the stunned Lillian with amusement, picked up the tea that she made for him and took a sip. His eyes lit up and he thought that this Yan country tea was really delicious.

"Oh my." White Wolf scratched his ear awkwardly, "I didn't expect you to be in the energy business."

"My money didn't come from the wind." The Marquis smiled and sipped his tea. "In fact, it's harmless to give up this road. It's a pity that Bingshi's business can't be expanded in Ursus."

White Wolf pretended to listen carefully: "Can you tell me in detail?"

"You just mentioned that we need to consider the special situation of Ursus to determine the expected sales. I can now tell you the result clearly, that is, the expected sales are almost zero. The people of Ursus have long lived under Terra's most stringent policy for infected people. The word "originium mine" always makes people think of infection and sin, which is the word people least want to hear. If you want to let originium products enter ordinary people's homes, the resistance will be unimaginable."

Bai Lang nodded thoughtfully. These were the things she wanted to confirm from the Marquis, but this alone was not enough.

The Marquis continued, "The ordinary families I just mentioned refer to ordinary families in the urban area. As you know, the majority of the people in Ursus are poor. The poor who have difficulty surviving only seek practicality and don't care whether it is a product of source stone. This seems to be beneficial on the surface, but the problem is that since they are poor, it is almost impossible for them to own electrical appliances that can play the role of ice stone energy cores. They are now using kerosene lamps and thick straw mats. No matter how cheap the ice stone energy core is, what use can they get it? This core is essentially a source energy battery, right?"

Bai Lang was a little frustrated. She guessed that the Ice Stone Core would encounter resistance in Ursus, but she didn't expect the resistance to be in this form. In fact, if she thought about it more, she should be able to guess this.

She sighed depressedly: "I originally thought that many Ursus people were suffering from the cold winter, so I wanted to use cheap ice energy cores to change this situation, but I didn't expect..."

"Your idea is right, and what you did is right." The Marquis looked at Lillian and said calmly and firmly, "Ursus will not continue like this. People's fear of the Originium Mine will eventually end. By that time, Lillian, every Ursusian will be grateful for what you have done. Moreover, even without mentioning the distant future, there are ordinary people outside Ursus who have benefited from you, right? You can bring them a winter that is no longer cold."

This recognition made Miss White Wolf feel excited and happy. She thought it was better to be praised. She wanted to wag her tail, but felt she had to be reserved.

She sat straighter, her back straight, her eyes shining, and she began to push the credit onto others.

"If it helps some people, it's a good thing, but it was mainly done by Aina and the others. My contribution only accounted for a small part. By the way, you have seen the ice core, right?"

"I've watched your press conference program, but I haven't seen the real thing yet."

"There are a lot of them in the company. Didn't Mr. Mu give them to you?"

The Marquis took another sip of tea and said with a smile, "That is your business secret. We have an agreement that I cannot interfere with Bingshi's affairs without the permission of the supervisor."

"Oh, just take what you need. Don't worry about it. Just take whatever you want."

After Miss White Wolf finished speaking, she saw that the Marquis was still smiling and silent. She thought about it and understood what he meant. She said helplessly: "Okay, then I allow it and authorize you."

The Marquis calmly asked, "What authorization? What's the deadline?"

"The right to view Bingshi's latest products is valid for ten years, in accordance with Longmen Commercial Law standards."

"Okay, I accept this authorization. Lillian, in business cooperation, interpersonal relationships are important, but its uncertainty cannot be extended to the cooperation itself, because you not only represent yourself, but also represent all the people of Bingshi. Always remember that you should be responsible for them."

Bai Lang said seriously: "Don't worry, I understand."

"Of course I trust you." The Marquis' tone relaxed, and then asked unexpectedly, "You just mentioned Longmen Commercial Law. It seems that you learned a lot in Longmen this time."

"After all, my partners are all from Longmen, so of course I have to learn something." Miss White Wolf's black eyes rolled around like a little fox preparing to use a strategy. "Not only did I learn a lot, but I also achieved unexpected results."

"Oh, what results?"

"We have discussed and planned an academic conference in Longmen on energy research. The conference has been officially approved by Longmen. The company's reputation will definitely rise to a higher level."

"Longmen's permission?"

"Yes, it's true. This is a rare opportunity. Moreover, the academic conference itself is particularly beneficial to the company's research institute. I think we must seize it."

The Marquis nodded: "According to what you said, it should be taken seriously."

"Yes, there is only one small problem. You just need to raise your hand and pay a small rental fee, and the meeting will be half successful!"

"Wait a minute." The Marquis narrowed his eyes, "You mean the rental fee?"

Bai Lang nodded as a matter of course: "Well, of course it costs money to rent the meeting venue in Longmen."

"Where did you rent it?"

Bai Lang's voice became a little softer: "Longmen core area."