Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"How does it feel?" Ceylon asked.

Miss White Wolf couldn't help squinting her eyes and murmured, "Very comfortable, the hot spring is so magical."

"In the legends of the Yan people, hot springs seem to be able to cure diseases."

"I've heard about it too. Xiosta should focus on promoting it."

"It's no use promoting it. No one dares to come."

As Ceylon spoke, she carefully cleaned the White Wolf's wounds. While cleaning, blue light kept flashing on her fingertips, and the red scars gradually faded and disappeared in the light.

"If you like hot springs, we can bring our swimsuits. There won't be many people here."

Miss White Wolf is naturally afraid of swimsuits, especially being seen by others. Upon hearing this, she immediately found an excuse to shirk her responsibility: "No, I'm an infected person and I can't take a hot spring bath with others."

"You've found the wrong excuse." Ceylon chuckled. "If I were an ordinary person, I might believe it, but I'm from the Originium Academy. This level of contact won't cause any infection. I think you're just shy."

"No, I'm not shy." Miss White Wolf felt her face burning, and she defended herself hastily, "I'm very thick-skinned, I even dare to wear shorts, so it's not what you think."

Perhaps only Miss Olivia would think that wearing shorts is a big deal, Ceylon thought secretly. She didn't intend to say what she was thinking. It would be terrible if Miss Olivia didn't talk to her because of this.

"Yeah, you're right." Miss Ceylon agreed with a smile, "Xista clothing is not difficult for you at all."

"Just tell me." Miss White Wolf snorted with some pride.

Miss Ceylon chuckled inwardly and continued to use Originium techniques to treat the wound.

The scars faded, and the new skin was fair and delicate. After being moisturized by the hot spring water, it felt moist and elastic to the touch. As an inexperienced medical practitioner, Ceylon found that she was distracted more than once or twice during the treatment.

She told herself that something was wrong with the current situation, that it was not right, but her eyes and fingertips thought otherwise.

She began to vent her feelings again. It was not her fault, nor was there something wrong with her thinking. It was just a normal reaction of a normal person. Olivia was always like this, making people feel itchy inadvertently and then have strange thoughts.

Thinking of this, Ceylon took the time to sneak a peek at Miss Olicia and found that she was squinting her eyes in enjoyment, her body swaying slightly with the flow of hot spring water, and her tail swaying rhythmically behind her.

If someone likes Miss Olicia but cannot confess his feelings, and can only look at her like this every day, he will definitely go crazy in the end.

Ina seemed to have said before that she liked the other person. Well, that Ina thing doesn't count. She is a weirdo. She likes any pretty girl and often takes pictures as souvenirs. I remember she said she liked me when we first met.

What about yourself?

Well, of course not. My feelings are noble, and they come from my admiration for Miss Olicia. I admire her silent dedication to the infected, her admirable decision-making, her foresight, and her completely different way of thinking.

Her eyes were blurry for a moment, then everything in front of her became clear again, and she suddenly blushed.

Hey, although what you thought makes sense, the treatment has obviously ended a long time ago, why are you still wasting time?

Her fingertips gently stroked the old wounds, her brain frantically thinking of countermeasures.

Finally, she told herself that everything happened for a reason. She did this in order not to leave any scars. It would be a pity to leave scars on such beautiful legs.

That's right, Miss Ceylon has never been a weirdo.

As if to prove herself, she hardened her heart and decided to do one last check-up before ending the treatment.

She started to zone out again.

What would happen if I told Miss Olivia at this time that you have beautiful legs?

For a normal girl, this is an absolute compliment, but Miss Olicia is too conservative and would probably be nervous after hearing it.

I won’t talk about that anymore.

She glanced at the white wolf and found that he was still squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

It seems that Miss Olicia really likes hot springs. Not only hot springs, Miss Olicia seems to like all warm things. In this case, why did she open a company near the cold tundra? Is it convenient to accommodate the poor infected people?

At this point, the treatment was completely over. Ceylon did not tell the news to Miss White Wolf who was enjoying the hot spring. To be honest, she was attracted by her expression. She took off her shoes, put her legs in the hot spring, and planned to experience it well.

Miss White Wolf hadn't felt any movement in her legs for a while, so she opened her eyes in confusion and saw Miss Ceylon sitting next to her, looking just like her.

She subconsciously looked at her legs and found that the previous red scars were gone, as if they had never appeared. She once again marveled at the magic of medical Originium skills.

Miss Ceylon relaxedly supported herself on the ground with her hands, kicked the water in the hot spring with her toes, and said with a smile: "Miss Olicia, I promise everything will be fine. We can rest for a while and then go to the observatory."

"Well, thank you."

Miss White Wolf narrowed her eyes happily. Ceylon's condition was just what she wanted. She didn't want to move at all at the moment and just wanted to sway in the warm water waves.

Chapter 2022 Poolside 12-28-12 00:02:

It turns out that people tend to imitate each other.

Miss White Wolf discovered a more comfortable hot spring bathing posture from Ceylon, and she followed her example, supporting herself on the ground behind her with her hands, stretching her legs, and immersing herself deeply in the hot spring.

It would be nice if I could soak my whole body in it, she muttered to herself.

At this moment, she thought of Ceylon's actions just now, and she became playful for a moment, and couldn't help kicking the water upwards with her feet.

When her legs were in the water, she felt a very strong resistance, as if being pressed by a heavy object. The moment they left the water, the resistance suddenly disappeared. She lost control and kicked her legs, splashing water everywhere.

"Oh, it got on me." Miss Ceylon, who had suffered an unexpected disaster, pretended to be angry and kicked the water in retaliation.

"I didn't mean it." Miss White Wolf begged for mercy with a smile, but Ceylon's counterattack had already arrived, so she subconsciously resisted a few times in the same way.

"Okay, you still say it wasn't intentional." Miss Ceylon hit back again. Every Xiostasi person is used to having water fights at the beach, and she certainly wasn't left behind. The two of them slightly distanced themselves from each other, and played back and forth by the hot spring, panting until they were exhausted.

After all, Miss Ceylon is the eldest daughter of Xiosta. She doesn't have much physical training in her daily life, so she is naturally no match for a swordsman like White Wolf. Her physical strength soon declined, and she was about to fall down, but was caught by White Wolf in time.

She fell into the other's arms due to inertia. Because of this, Miss White Wolf became unstable and could only sit by the pool, supporting herself on the rock behind her with her left hand and holding Ceylon's waist with her right hand.

The two maintained an extremely ambiguous posture for a while. Miss Ceylon hugged White Wolf's waist and back, took a deep breath in his arms, then stood up slightly and suddenly rested her head on his shoulder:

"Let me rest for a while."

"Okay." Miss White Wolf nodded.

Miss Ceylon emphasized again: "You are the person in charge of the company. It is your responsibility to let your employees rest."

"No objection."

"Well, Miss Olicia, you are so nice."

"Take a rest if you're tired." White Wolf smiled and patted the other's shoulder.

In her opinion, Ceylon was not someone who was good at physical activities. Today, he followed them up and down the mountain, went deep into the volcano, endured the high temperature load, and later used the Originium technique to heal himself.

She had always been worried that the other person couldn't hold on, so it seemed only natural to lend him a shoulder to rest on.

She sat up firmly, looked at the flowing hot spring, and began to think about something.

After a while, Miss Ceylon opened her eyes happily, looked at the profile of the white wolf for a while, and asked, "Miss Olicia, what are you thinking about?"

White Wolf continued to look at the spring in front of him and said, "I'm wondering, is this hot spring we are in now the same hot spring as before?"

"Of course, why not?"

"Think of it this way. The hot spring water flows from upstream to this pool, and soon flows out of other outlets. The water is always moving. The previous hot spring water may have all flowed away. Now there is a brand new hot spring water here. Even the essential content has changed. Can it still be called the same hot spring?"

Miss Ceylon wisely did not answer directly: "Why do you always think of such strange questions? If you were to review academic papers, you would definitely find many problems and make those graduates anxious."

"I remember you got an excellent graduation thesis from the National University."

"Yes." Miss Ceylon blushed slightly. "I won't show it to you. If you see it, you will scold me."

"No, how could it be?"

"Actually, you've seen it. It's from the first chapter of the Originium history textbook. The middle part is taken from my graduation thesis. I was a bit lazy, so I just modified the sentence structure and copied it verbatim."

Miss White Wolf was extremely surprised and asked, "Oh, so that was written by you?"

Ceylon was a little nervous: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I always thought it was written by Professor Herzog. It is very professional, with precise wording and concise sentences. I especially like the writing ideas in the middle, which are clear and concise."

Ceylon was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes were soft as if soaked in water, and he whispered: "Really, really? You really think so."

"Of course it's true." White Wolf looked at the other person in confusion, "I have no reason to say such nonsense."

Miss Ceylon blushed and lowered her head. Suddenly, she hugged the white wolf and rubbed her cheek against him. She murmured in her throat, "Don't say that. If you keep going like this, I will love you to death."

"Don't, don't get excited." Miss White Wolf was startled and quickly comforted the other party, "You did a good job to begin with. I was just telling the truth."

"You were scared of me." Ceylon blinked and looked at the white wolf with a smile.

"Absolutely not." Miss White Wolf immediately prepared for an argument.

Miss Ceylon changed the subject: "Professor Herzog was responsible for the first half of the book. The manuscript is not with me, so you can't see the professor's part. You can only see what I wrote."

White Wolf breathed a sigh of relief and scratched his head: "Oh, I really didn't know this before."

But Ceylon suddenly changed the subject the next moment: "You were just scared just now. Are you thinking that Ceylon must be joking? Otherwise, what will you do in the future?"

"Ah, I, I didn't..." Miss White Wolf blushed anxiously.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'm just joking." Xilan covered her mouth and laughed, "You must believe me, don't move now, let me hold you for a while, I'm almost exhausted today."

Miss White Wolf now believed what Ceylon had said before. When she first came to Xiosta, the other party told her that she was actually very naughty, but she was just good at disguising herself.

Miss Ceylon really didn't lie to her at all.

Before White Wolf finished thinking, he suddenly noticed Miss Ceylon sniffing him: "Hey, Miss Olicia, you smell so good."

"Hallucination. I feel like I only smell like volcanic ash now."

"It's definitely not an illusion. Seriously, you can't smell yourself."

"I won't argue with you. We should leave now."

"If you don't want to leave, your employees will be exhausted and won't be able to help you work hard in the future."

Miss White Wolf said quietly, "Wait a little longer. Miss Black will call you to ask why you haven't returned yet."

"Ah!" Ceylon suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he was afraid of being caught for doing something bad, and he became nervous. "Then let's go now."

White Wolf didn't quite understand the other party's state, so he just nodded and went to get his shoes: "Well, next is the observation station. It's getting late, let's hurry up and go back early later."

Chapter 2022 Volcano Observatory 12-29-12 00:03:

On the way to the volcano observatory, Miss White Wolf felt a little sorry when she saw Ceylon still carrying the sample bag.

The bag contained a lot of volcanic rock materials, which should be quite heavy. She wanted to help the other party carry it before, but Ceylon pushed her back with the excuse that "you are injured". Now her injuries have healed, and there is no reason for the other party to stop her.

"Ceylon, give me a break. You can take a rest."

"No, it's actually very light."

"I don't think so."

Ceylon snickered and said, "Maybe I'm stronger."

"Objection, I think my advantage is definitely more obvious."

Miss White Wolf thought that her performance in terms of strength index was average, but she was a swordsman after all, so it was certainly more than enough for her to defeat Ceylon.

Miss Ceylon rolled her eyes, as if she was thinking of something: "Actually, it's really not heavy. Don't look at the amount of stuff. The empty sample jar takes up a lot of space. If you don't believe me, just pick it up."

"it is good."

Miss White Wolf reached out for the sample bag, intending to take the opportunity to take the things away. However, Miss Ceylon was on guard and kept holding the handle of the bag tightly, allowing White Wolf to weigh the weight through the back of her hand.

This time, Miss White Wolf of course had no way of taking the things away, and she was too embarrassed to grab Ceylon's hand, so she could only watch her take the sample bag back to the side.

"Well, now you know."

"I don't know. I haven't got it in my hands yet."

"That's enough, that's enough for you to judge." Miss Ceylon happily took the things and walked behind the white wolf. Suddenly, she blinked her eyes and asked, "Look, do I look like your little follower now?"

White Wolf corrected, "You are Xiosta's eldest daughter."

"Don't be so serious. No one else knows about this now. It's just you and me. Does it look like that?"

Looking at Ceylon who was looking forward to the result, White Wolf was once again convinced that the other party's nature was indeed as he said, rather naughty, but she also found something strange in it.

According to Ceylon's description, the other party and Hei grew up together and had a very close relationship. The two should have understood each other better, but Ceylon was always well-behaved in front of Miss Hei.

Could it be that Miss Ceylon's personality suddenly changed after she arrived at the National University?

The more Bai Lang thought about it, the more he felt that it was very possible. The National University was good in every way except for the atmosphere, which was a little problematic. Miss Ceylon was a typical boarding student and might have been influenced by that big dye vat.

Her thoughts began to go deeper unconsciously.

How much influence do environmental factors have on the formation of personality? Considering Miss Ceylon's age and experience at the time, is it possible to use psychoanalysis to...