Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

There is something wild and crazy about Lappland, and one can tell at a glance that he is a dangerous guy, but the white wolf in front of him seems to be more suitable to be described as quiet and good-looking. It seems nothing special at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more you want to see it. It has a strange power that attracts people to get close.

Thinking of this, Texas stretched out his hand:

“I’m Texas.”

"I am the White Wolf."

Normally, Texas greets strangers by exchanging names, but at this moment, she suddenly thought of the call from Angel Exia, and the other party's tone seemed to like Miss White Wolf very much.

Angelica has been teaching her to be more enthusiastic towards others, so well, she should say a few more words.

"Hello, Miss White Wolf."

"Hello, Miss Texas."

Although it was just one extra sentence, this situation was already very incredible in the eyes of the perceptive Miss Angel.

She then thought about what had just happened: Texas was stunned for a moment after seeing Miss White Wolf! When shaking hands and talking, he added "Hello, Miss White Wolf".

If the two situations are considered together, the problem becomes obvious, so Miss Angel has an association: Did Texas and Miss White Wolf know each other before?

She couldn't help but think of the news she heard from Angelina. It was said that Miss White Wolf was from Colombia, had excellent swordsmanship and was agile.

Coincidentally, Texas was also born in Colombia, and he also has amazing swordsmanship and agility. Hiss, this, this is no longer a coincidence!

Angel couldn't help but probe: "Did you know each other before?"

"No."

The two said in unison.

"This is the first time we meet." Bailang added. She didn't quite understand why the Angel asked this.

That’s right, thought the Archangel.

Such tacit understanding, such an attempt to hide something makes it even more obvious.

They were all Luper, all from Columbia, all skilled in long swordsmanship, so how else could it be?

Texas has some unspeakable past, and so should Miss White Wolf. Their denial is tacitly in agreement!

Although she appears to be carefree, Angel is actually much more meticulous. She knows she has to take her partner's feelings into consideration. Since both of them chose to cover up, there must be a special reason. She doesn't intend to expose it deliberately to avoid embarrassing everyone.

"It's our first meeting. Don't worry, I understand." The Archangel said with emotion.

What do you unserstand?

White Wolf was still wondering, but Miss Angel's next words successfully diverted her mind.

"Where's Croissant? Why can't I see her?"

"Inside." Texas pointed to the back seat of the car and reached for the door.

The car door opened, revealing a girl with orange-red hair and plump hooves. She was sleeping soundly while hugging a pillow of the same color as her hair.

The Angel of Power put his hand on his forehead and said: "Only Croissant can fall asleep in the car you are driving."

Texas shrugged helplessly.

"Hey, Croissant, get up~" Exia shouted while supporting the roof of the car with his hands.

However, there was no response.

"Croissant, Officer Chen is checking your stall!"

"Officer Chen? Where, where?" Croissant woke up suddenly, hugged the pillow and looked around vigilantly. She immediately realized that this was a prank by her companions.

"Damn it! I'm about to make a lot of money, Angel of Exia, why are you going to compensate me?"

"It's all just a daydream to make as much money as you want in your dreams. Hurry up and let me introduce you to our new teammates."

"New teammate, is it the White Wolf you mentioned on the phone?" Croissant yawned, rubbed his eyes, got out of the car, and saw the White Wolf with a curious look on his face.

"White Wolf?"

Croissant rubbed her eyes. The Miss Rupert in front of her seemed a little too pretty, making her think she was hallucinating.

Miss White Wolf stretched out her right hand: "I am the White Wolf of Rhodes Island, hello."

Croissant stretched out his hand and shook the other person's. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and a great plan came into being out of thin air.

Then, White Wolf saw that Miss Croissant suddenly became excited, and she heard the other party's expected question: "Miss White Wolf, do you plan to become an idol?"

White Wolf shook his ears in confusion, wondering if he had heard wrongly. Did Croissant just say "idol"?

"What are you talking about?" Angelus grabbed Croissant's neck, pulled her aside, turned his head and smiled apologetically: "Don't mind it, Miss White Wolf, my companion just likes to talk nonsense."

"I don't have any! We at Penguin Logistics have relevant experience. If you let me be your agent, with Miss White Wolf's qualifications..."

Exia covered Croissant's mouth and pulled her to the corner of the garage.

"Stop talking. Miss Bailang is different from Miss Kong. It's impossible for her to be an idol. Just give up on that idea."

"Why?" Croissant asked unwillingly.

"Do you know where she came from?"

"I don't know. Is there something hidden?"

"Let's just say she's an old acquaintance of Texas."

"This……"

Angel lowered her voice and said, "Now you understand, Texas never wants to talk about what happened to her in the past, but it must have been a terrible thing. Miss White Wolf is the same as her. Do you think you can expect them to do what you said?"

"It seems impossible, but Miss White Wolf doesn't look like Texas..."

"Don't judge by appearances. It is said that there is a type of person whose happier smiles, the deeper their scars become. They are good at disguising themselves."

"I understand." Croissant sighed, "It's just a pity."

"Alas, there is nothing we can do. Let's go."

Next to the gray SUV, two Rupers were standing, one standing there, the other one standing there too. The gray one didn't speak, and the white one didn't speak either.

White Wolf couldn't help it first. She thought Texas was a quiet person, so she was needed to break the awkward atmosphere.

"De..." Just as a syllable came out of her mouth, she found that the two companions who had left had returned.

It would definitely be much better to have the Archangel liven up the atmosphere than to have him do it himself, White Wolf thought, and stopped talking.

"Did you see that?" Angel of Exorcism reminded Croissant quietly, "They must have been talking just now. They stopped immediately when we arrived. Texas never talks to strangers like that."

"You are right, Angel. I have also discovered this!"

"Yes, I guess they will pretend to be unfamiliar with each other next. We should just play along with them and pretend we know nothing."

"I understand. Aneng, you underestimate me."

Volume 2: Chapter 9 On the Road

Penguin Logistics' mission is to deliver the inhibitor to Chernobyl in Ursus. White Wolf is also one of the escort personnel, but she is also a hitchhiker. After arriving in Chernobyl, everyone will say goodbye to each other.

After taking inventory of the cargo, Texas sent a mission communication to Rhode Island, then started the engine of the off-road vehicle, calmly drove out of the garage, passed through the alloy landing walkway on the bottom of the ship, and drove onto the main road.

Miss White Wolf's seat was the co-pilot, not because she wanted to sit there, but because Exia and Croissant naturally went to the back, so she had to sit in the front.

In fact, she really wanted to talk to someone, but the Texas lady next to her seemed so focused on driving that she didn't know how to start the conversation, so she turned her head to look at the sea.

I have to say that riding in an off-road vehicle, breathing the fresh sea breeze, and enjoying the sea view at will is also a very good experience.

Suddenly, a hand patted her shoulder. White Wolf turned around and saw Miss Angel handing her a pair of sunglasses.

"We'll need it later," the other person explained, pointing at Texas.

White Wolf took it in confusion, and following the finger of Archangel, he saw that Texas had put on sunglasses at some point.

Although I don’t know why, I’ll just take it for now, she thought.

Her doubts did not last long. The off-road vehicle turned a corner and headed towards the sun. The golden sunlight at noon shone through the glass into the white wolf's eyes, making them dazzled. She then suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly put on her sunglasses.

Miss Angel started to giggle again, but when she saw White Wolf turning his head, she stopped smiling and explained seriously:

"Last time, Texas broke the windshield again, so we bought a cheap one that's not light-proof."

"That's right, that's right, it should have been done a long time ago. It's simply not financially feasible to replace the original glass every time." Croissant also chimed in.

"Every time?" White Wolf accurately extracted the key words.

"That's right, the nature of the job is special." Angelus said nonchalantly, "In fact, it's not all our fault. It's the people from the Royal Guards who are looking for trouble. We were obviously driving properly."

Hearing this, Miss White Wolf became a little confused. According to the information she learned from Rhodes Island, Penguin Logistics was a legal company. Why was it being picked on by the Royal Guards?

In response to this question, Angel Neng said that bumps and bruises are inevitable in the work and some minor problems may occur occasionally.

As the off-road vehicle moved away from Rhodes Island and experienced an increasingly exaggerated speed, White Wolf gradually understood what the so-called "bumps and bruises" meant.

But it wasn't that bad actually. Although the cars in Texas drove very fast, White Wolf didn't feel any discomfort because they were going straight all the way. Instead, he felt a little bit of excitement because he was sitting in the front row and watching the scenery fly by.

Looking forward through the glass, she could see the city in the distance approaching at a very slow speed, while the trees on the roadside were flying by, leaving behind afterimages. The combination of fast and slow made her feel very strange.

"Are we going to Longmen?" asked White Wolf, looking at the city in the distance.

She thought the person who answered would be Angelica or Croissant, but it was Texas who actually spoke.

"No, we'll bypass the Dragon Gate." Texas held the steering wheel, "All the way north, directly to Ursus."

Neither Exia nor Croissant had any objections; they seemed to have gotten used to having things decided by the taciturn Rupert.

The white wolf looked back and saw that they were asleep.

She glanced at the time. It was 2:40 in the afternoon.

Someone mentioned the saying of feeling sleepy in spring and tired in autumn, but Bailang didn't believe it at first. In her opinion, it was an excuse for being lazy. If it had to be said so, then hibernation and summer naps should be added to it.

But now, as if she had been infected by the Angel of Exorcism, she was really a little sleepy. She wanted to take a nap, but she felt sorry for Texas who was driving alone, so she tried her best to hold on. However, the more she held on, the more she fell into the spell of spring sleepiness, and soon she fell into a daze.

A very peaceful dream.

But the dream was shattered, so bright, so bright that it was red!

Miss White Wolf was awakened by the sunlight. Her sunglasses were accidentally rubbed off and the sunlight shone directly on her eyelids. She closed her eyes to avoid the sunlight and it took her a while to realize her current situation.

It seemed like she leaned on someone else and fell asleep for a while, but it also seemed like she didn't.

If there was, she was clearly wearing a seat belt and was almost half-fixed, but if there wasn't, then why were the sunglasses hanging on Miss Texas?

She carefully took back her sunglasses and put them on again. Although the sunlight was not as strong as before, it still hurt.

The two people in the back were still sleeping. The back seat of a car has a natural advantage in sleeping, and it also seems to give people a higher sense of security.

Her eyes naturally looked out the window, and she found that Longmen was still moving slowly in front of her. According to Texas's speed, it should have left Longmen far behind by now.

Only then did she realize that the car's speed was much slower than before.

The White Wolf turned in the direction of Texas.

"You all fell asleep just now." Gray Luper seemed to know what the person on the right wanted to ask.

Miss White Wolf suddenly felt that this fellow tribesman was very reliable.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Then there is no more.

It would be boring to watch the exterior scenes too much. Just when White Wolf was so bored that he was numbering the trees passing by, Angelica woke up at the right time. She stretched and woke up Croissant beside her. Amidst the complaints, the atmosphere in the car became lively again.

Texas continued driving without saying a word, just silently increasing the speed.

From day to night, Angel came to take over Texas. Afterwards, White Wolf couldn't help but ask to try it, but after a few minutes everyone unanimously decided to deprive her of her driving rights on the grounds that life is the most important.

Miss White Wolf felt very aggrieved. She actually had great talent, but because she was a novice, she accidentally made the mistake with the brakes and the accelerator.

These people are too strict.

When it got dark, Longmen had been left far behind by them, with only a blurry glow remaining.

After choosing a flat area to park, they stayed there.

Although they were called camp, there were actually no tents. Two people slept in the car, and two people kept watch outside. It was convenient for one person to take turns in between.

As the bonfire grew brighter, Croissant took out a small pot from the trunk, placed it on the fire, and started cooking vegetable soup with meat.