Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

After Miss White Wolf sat down on the sofa, Mayor Hermann sat down one step later, observing from the corner of his eye that his daughter poured tea for White Wolf and himself in turn.

Ceylon was a little surprised at this time. She remembered that Miss Olicia seemed very nervous before and was still preparing in advance, which led her to give her father a lot of instructions. How come she became so calm when they got to the scene?

After both parties received the tea, they exchanged some pleasantries, as all partners do when they first meet. Mayor Herman then asked, "I heard that Miss Lovehild went into the volcano with Ceylon and Hei?"

"You can just call me Olicia." White Wolf smiled. She saw that the mayor was asking knowingly. Unsure of his purpose, she avoided the point and replied, "Volcanoes are quite new to the Ursus people living on the edge of the tundra. This trip has broadened my horizons."

"Oh, Miss Olicia, can you tell me about it?"

Hey, what does the mayor mean? Does he have to wait for her to speak first?

Bai Lang thought to himself that the problems related to volcanoes are nothing more than those few, the dangers of the volcano itself, the mutated Originium worms, the empty shell of the volcano observatory, and Kronin. These problems are either related to interests or involve Xiosta's secrets. The latter was told to her secretly by Ceylon.

Don’t talk nonsense. Never speak before you understand the other party’s purpose!

She took a sip of tea and said two words slowly: "Hot spring."

"Hot spring?" Mayor Hermann showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he couldn't help but smile. He began to think that the young man in front of him was very interesting.

"Yes, hot springs." Miss White Wolf said with a smile. She was ready to practice Tai Chi with the other party.

Miss Hei, who was listening in, had no expression on her face, while Miss Ceylon had the word confusion written all over her face. She really couldn't understand.

When my father met with Olicia, he neither talked about cooperation nor the key issue of the volcano, but actually started talking about these irrelevant things. How could things be like this?

Herman crossed his arms and asked with interest, "What does Miss Olicia think of the hot springs in Piedi?"

Miss White Wolf lowered her eyelids and looked at the glass in front of her: "What a pity."

Mayor Herman understood what the other party meant immediately: "You mean commercial application? Xiosta has the Obsidian Festival, so it doesn't lack that little money."

Miss White Wolf raised her head and smiled: "Xiosta may not be short of money, but it definitely lacks a winter."

The mayor's expression changed slightly, and then he tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, smiling again: "Miss Olicia is right, Xiosta is in need of a winter."

"The hot springs can bring a lively winter to Xiosta."

“But people don’t want to go near volcanoes.”

"Do you want to resolve this, Mr. Mayor?"

"of course."

At this moment, looking at Miss Rupert's meaningful smile, Herman knew that he had lost the first round, and his smile became even more intense: "Miss Olicia, on behalf of Xiosta, I would like to discuss the local volcanic problem with you."

It seems that it is just as Ceylon said, White Wolf thought secretly, Mayor Hermann is most concerned about the volcano problem.

Since the other party had already spoken, Bai Lang knew there was no need to hide anything, so he spoke in an orderly manner:

"Mayor, Icestone is capable of intervening to solve Xiosta's volcanic problem. We have top volcanology experts recognized by the academic community, and we have obtained important samples from deep within the volcano."

"Not only that, you now carry the observatory's data with you."

"Yes."

The mayor narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm very curious. You have done a lot of things, some of which were very risky, but Xiosta did not really entrust you to solve the volcano problem. If you can't get the commission, then the cost you have spent is meaningless."

"No." Miss White Wolf smiled and shook her head. "You misunderstood. I have never thought about taking Xiosta's commission. Even if I don't take a penny, Bingshi will help solve the volcano problem."

"Why?" Hermann's eyes swept over Ceylon.

"Because it's worth it." Miss White Wolf replied with a smile.

"I'll go make some more tea." Ceylon suddenly stood up, holding the teapot, and walked away with red cheeks.

Hermann looked at his daughter who was walking away, and an expression of expectedness appeared on his face, but it soon turned into confusion, as if he had encountered something that he could not figure out.

He said softly to the people around him: "Hei, bring the power of attorney."

Miss Hei followed instructions and walked to the bookshelf at the back, took out a contract, brought it over and placed it on the table.

Herman's confusion was well concealed. He glanced at the letter of authorization, then slid his fingertips to White Wolf and said with a playful smile, "Ms. Olicia, this is the letter of authorization for the volcano issue. According to what you just said, you don't have to sign it."

If you don't sign, I'll work for you for free? This lady is not stupid, Bai Lang secretly complained in his heart.

She picked up the pen and read the letter of authorization carefully from top to bottom, saying, "According to Victorian etiquette, since you have already prepared the letter of authorization, it would be disrespectful for the partner not to sign it."

"But Miss Olicia is from Ursus."

"I like what the Yan people said: choose the good and follow it."

Hermann smiled and nodded, feeling amused. He wondered if the other party meant to say that.

His principle of governing Xiosta is to be open and absorb favorable elements from various countries, which is similar to what the other party said. For a tourist city facing the entire Terra, doing so is crucial.

Chapter 2023 Witness 01-01-12 13:55:

It has to be said that Xiosta was very generous. The power of attorney clearly stated that Bingshi would get a corresponding commission regardless of the result being success or failure.

The commission amount is not small, and the composition of the commission is clearly explained, for example, part of it is used to pay the expert fee, and part of it is used to pay the survey fee.

The precise details made White Wolf understand that Ceylon was definitely involved in this commission, because only researchers could clearly understand so many complex projects.

After reading it once, Miss White Wolf signed without hesitation, and the commission was officially established.

Each party held a copy of the power of attorney. Hermann handed Xiosta's document to Hei and told him to keep it in the file box. Then he turned to Bailang again and brought the topic back to the hot spring.

He was in a good mood, sipping his tea, and asked in a relaxed manner, "Ms. Olicia, if the volcanic problem is solved, how do you think Xiosta should develop the volcanic hot springs?"

Miss White Wolf said without hesitation: "The government can take action."

Herman smiled and shook his head. "In the tourism business, Xiosta City Government will not take over all the development content. A part of it must be given to the locals, but the problem is that the locals are unwilling to accept it."

"Or is it because of the volcano?"

"That's right. Miss Olicia may not be aware of the specific impact of the volcanic problem in Xiosta. The public is very worried. Even if the problem is solved, no one will be willing to support the development of the volcanic area out of fear. Of course, the development can be handled by the municipal government, but projects that are solely handled by the government will always be lacking something. Xiosta attaches great importance to the tourist experience and needs to avoid such things as much as possible."

A smile appeared on Miss White Wolf's face again. She basically understood the mayor's concerns, and the issues he raised happened to be what she was good at.

"My opinion is," White Wolf said confidently, "If the volcanic problem is solved and there is still no local participation, the municipal government can take the lead in development, but it cannot lag behind in publicity work and focus on introducing the work of Miss Eyjafjalla and others to the outside world."

The mayor frowned. "I may not have made it clear just now. This move has little effect on the Xiosta people. Since the obsidian development was stopped, related rumors have been spread for more than ten years. People have been greatly affected. Propagating volcanology experts is of no use at all."

"We are not promoting this to the Xiosta people." Miss White Wolf's eyes lit up and her smile became cunning. "The promotion should be aimed entirely at tourists."

"The Xiosta people are influenced by rumors, but outsiders are not. People are willing to believe what they believe. Miss Eyjafjalla's reputation as a volcanologist is obvious to all. Her achievements have long been circulated in the academic circles of Leitania, Victoria, and Colombia. As an uninformed tourist, will he choose to believe the rumors or the volcanologists?"

"Also, Mayor, don't forget that not only are there volcanology experts preparing the book, but Xiosta officials are also operating the volcanic hot springs, which is directly equivalent to providing official guarantees."

"Now let's talk about the negative factors, that is, rumors. We know that locals have only heard rumors and no actual evidence at all. This concern is real, but it is not based on facts. Taking all these factors into consideration, I believe that with the focus on publicity, it will not be difficult for tourists to make their own judgments, and this judgment is almost certain to be in favor of Xiosta."

"When tourists from other places flock to the official hot spring area, over time, the locals will be influenced. Perhaps one day, someone will start to reconsider the city's proposal. Once the first such person appears..."

Miss White Wolf paused, took a sip of tea, and smiled without saying anything.

On the left side of the sofa, Miss Ceylon held up her pink cheeks, staring at White Wolf without blinking, her breathing rhythm a little disordered. The mayor was concentrating on what White Wolf had just said and did not notice his daughter's abnormality.

"You're right." Herman took a deep breath and leaned back on the sofa. "Xiosta should take the initiative to try."

He once again looked at Miss Rupert in front of him, his eyes full of admiration, and then smiled and said, "Ceylon was arguing with me about the amount of the commission before, but now it seems that I was the one who was short-sighted."

"what?"

Ceylon woke up from his daze when he heard his name. After realizing the current situation, he quickly found a reason to explain his gaffe:

"Of course not. Father, your judgment is correct. The main reason is that I know Miss Olicia better, so I know what is the most appropriate way."

Seeing the father and daughter start talking about herself, Miss White Wolf felt uneasy. She was most afraid of hearing compliments from others and had no idea how to respond. So, she put on a smile but did not say anything.

As it turned out, this action was an excellent solution to deal with the embarrassing situation. She listened to Ceylon praising her a few more times, and the mayor responded with a smile. Then, after Ceylon's reminder, the topic finally returned to the real purpose of this trip - cooperation with Ice Stone Technology's energy business.

Perhaps because there had been a plan in place beforehand, the two parties signed the agreement incredibly quickly and all negotiations were given the green light. When Miss White Wolf saw the prepaid gold card handed over by the mayor, she was stunned for a moment, as if she was dreaming.

After the discussion, both parties had evening tea together and talked about company matters. Bai Lang knew what the mayor was thinking, so most of the topics he talked about were related to Ceylon. The tea time was a great success for both the host and the guests.

When it was half past nine in the evening, Miss White Wolf said goodbye to the mayor and others, and left the city hall carrying the signed agreement bag.

She did not return to the foreign guest apartment immediately, but walked alone on the streets of Xiosta.

Reaching her hand into her pocket, she gently rubbed the card with the words "Longmen Bank" printed on it.

The strong, dreamlike feeling of unreality still lingers.

That day, she parted ways with Tallulah and the Integration Movement, and devoted herself to another completely different but extremely important matter. She had to provide a way out for the organization and all the material support it needed.

Koros City, Hill County, Londinium, Moon Harbor, Chernobog, Bratz, Lungmen, Xiosta, she has been busy and running around, and has been accompanied by the stars and the moon countless times.

Until today, she finally got her first pot of gold in the true sense.

Does anyone know how much you've been through?

No.

Does anyone understand what it means to you?

No.

Is anyone cheering for you?

No.

Did anyone bear witness for you?

In the sky, the unchanging moon witnesses everything.

Chapter 2023 Necessity 01-02-12 00:02:

Miss Ceylon was walking hurriedly on the street at night, holding her notebook.

This is normal, she thought as she walked. She just happened to have some problems that she needed Miss Olisia to help her solve, so there was nothing wrong with visiting her at night.

I didn't have any extra thoughts on my mind. This action was purely for academic career, so that the Originium history textbook of the National University could be completed smoothly.

What if Miss Olicia wondered why it was night and felt strange?

This is what happened, Miss Ceylon whispered to herself, as if Miss Olivia were there to listen to her explanation:

After the meeting at the town hall, I returned home. Since it was still early, I planned to continue finishing the Originium history textbook. I didn't expect to encounter a difficult problem right at the beginning, and I couldn't think of the answer. I felt that if I didn't solve it, I would not be able to sleep at night, so I came here. Excuse me, did I disturb you?

No, Ceylon, don’t worry about disturbing me or not. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. It’s okay.

Really? Thank you, Miss Olicia, you...

Ceylon suddenly shut up, pretended to walk normally, and then passed by a passerby.

After the passers-by had gone far away, she fixed her hair around her ears and checked her collar, because the foreign guest apartment was right in front of her.

Pass the gate as an individual, go upstairs, turn, walk twenty steps forward, turn right, and Miss Olicia's room comes into view.

She put away her chaotic thoughts, took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and gently knocked on the door.

no respond.

Knock again.

Still no response.

"Miss Olivia, are you there?"

No one answered.

Ceylon bent down slightly and looked down at the gap under the door. It was pitch black, without a trace of light. It seemed that the other party was not there.

She felt disappointed and discouraged, as if she had punched the air. After all, she had prepared so carefully all along, but to no avail.

It's not even ten o'clock yet, and Miss Olicia might be out walking on the street. Do you want to contact her?

Just ask.

She took out her cell phone, found Olicia's contact information, and placed her right thumb on the call button. Before pressing it, she raised her head and glanced at the corridor of the apartment, expecting the other party to come back suddenly.

Moonlight poured in through the apartment's exterior windows, illuminating the underside of each pane. In contrast, the shadow area between the panes was so dark that it was bottomless.

Ceylon was hesitant to press the call button. She always felt that the other party would appear at the next moment. If no one came at the next moment, she would think that the next moment would be the one that would live up to her expectations.

Her thoughts were stretched out during the waiting, as vague as a thread, spreading freely in the black and white space.

She thought of Victoria's literary works, you are waiting for someone, but the person you are waiting for will never come.

Why on earth am I here?

Because this is the last chance.

Last chance for what?