Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

I don't know whether it was because of arrogance or greed, but the other party hit a wall just like he did when facing Kjerag, and then frantically used the same methods he used against Kjerag to punish Bingshi.

When conflicts arise, Kjerag's godsend opportunity also arises.

So, her brother came to ask her for help and explained the situation to her, hoping that she could appease this important guest until he returned.

Enchiodis still underestimated her. The other party didn't know, so there was no need to explain too much. He could easily understand the key.

So she nodded and agreed. Of course she would help, but it would be more than just a simple help.

As the saint of Kjerag, she would not just do insignificant delaying work, she would also participate in this cooperative action in her own way and contribute her part to the future of Kjerag.

After sorting out the information about Olicia and Bingshi, Chuxue felt physically and mentally exhausted, and her eyelids began to droop, so she put the information aside and planned to study it the next day.

Next, she picked up the letter she had written previously from the corner of the table, read it from beginning to end, and planned to ask the messenger of Kalan Trade to deliver it to Rhodes Island and give it to Yaxin tomorrow.

When she was putting away the letter, she inadvertently saw what Yaxin was muttering at the end of the letter. He said that her brother was not young anymore, but still needed a girlfriend, and it was not right for him to stay with Nosis every day.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head, and Chu Xue took out Olicia's information again, flipped it open, and found several newspapers with photos.

what.

It seems... quite suitable?

Chu Xue looked at the photo and fell into deep thought.

First of all, the other party is an alumnus of my brother’s, so they have a close relationship.

Secondly, the other party is an entrepreneur like his brother, so they are likely to have common topics.

Finally, in terms of external relations, both sides have conflicts with the Chamber of Commerce, and can be said to be on the same front.

Well, there happened to be a man and a woman. Miss Olicia was a little young, but my brother wasn’t very old either.

And considering the appearance...

Thinking of this, Chuxue picked up the photo and observed it carefully.

It’s really beautiful, she couldn’t help but think, since she’s a girl and she thinks it’s pretty good, there’s no reason for her brother to be picky.

Therefore, you can take advantage of the opportunity to get in touch with Miss Olicia and get to know her better. If all conditions are met, then think of a way to bring them together.

If the two sides can really establish some kind of relationship, then the cooperation will be more stable, and Kjerag's energy problem will no longer be a problem.

Chuxue thought about it seriously for a while and felt that her idea was really good. Yaxin would definitely be happy to know about it, so she started planning happily.

……

The perspective returns to Miss White Wolf.

The snow on the border of Leithania lasted for half a day and then gradually became lighter. The pilot of the aircraft then increased the speed and went straight forward.

After a whole night of constant speed flight, the aircraft left Leithania, passed through the northwest wilderness of Victoria, headed north, and successfully arrived in Kjerag's airspace in the evening.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind and snow started to fall again. Considering the complex terrain in the Kjerag area, and for safety reasons, White Wolf discussed with the pilot and ordered the aircraft to move westward, preparing to stop at the temporary landing area that Kalan Trading had arranged in advance, and wait until the next morning to set off again.

The so-called temporary stopping area is actually the location of a mine of Shivaash's family. Surrounding it are several peaceful villages and a mining town.

Most of the villagers nearby are farmers, and some are workers in Shivaash's mine. There is a train station in the town, and trains rumble in every day, transporting hematite to Kjerag's factories.

In the evening of that day, several mining workers finished their work and walked home together in the snow. The people of Kjerag were never afraid of wind and snow. As they walked, they chatted seriously about anecdotes they had heard from others.

Suddenly, several people heard a strange buzzing sound as if coming from a machine. They looked up and saw a shuttle-shaped object shrouded in light slowly descending from the sky in front of them in the chaotic snowstorm.

The mysterious shuttle-shaped object continuously emitted dazzling yellow light, which refracted through the dancing snowflakes and the flat snow, instantly turning the entire area into a dazzling golden color.

The workers all stood there in a daze, at a loss in the golden light. Suddenly, one of the workers wearing the amulet began to tremble with his lips, and an expression of incredible excitement flashed in his eyes. He prostrated himself on the ground and began to chant Yelagund's name over and over again.

The others seemed to be infected as well, and they began to prostrate themselves in the snow one after another. In the golden, holy, dazzling, mysterious light, they all chanted the divine name of Kjerag, the Guardian.

They believed that this was a god sent down from heaven.

Chapter 2023: Closed Village 03-19-12 00:03:

Miss White Wolf originally planned to go out for a walk so that she could see the mysterious Kjerag in person, but two security guards suddenly indicated that there was something unusual outside.

Franka left a seat for White Wolf next to the porthole. The latter leaned over to watch in confusion. After seeing what was going on, he covered his mouth in shock.

"This...this, what happened to those people?"

It’s as if I’ve been possessed by an evil spirit, Miss White Wolf thought secretly.

Franca said seriously, "We don't know what's going on either. It's best not to act rashly."

Miss White Wolf nodded thoughtfully. "On the surface, it looks like a religious ceremony. Have we intruded into a ceremony? By the way, when you came to Kjerag before, have you ever heard of this kind of ceremony?"

Miss Razer continued, "We only went to the Holy Mountain area in the center of Kjerag last time. There are indeed festivals related to the gods there, but they are all held in fixed places and at fixed times."

"Yes." Franka confirmed Razer's statement, "The situation outside is very abnormal. In my impression, only some casual Sargon tribes would hold festivals anytime and anywhere."

Miss White Wolf observed through the porthole again, her expression becoming even more strange: "Do you feel that the object of their worship seems to be on our side?"

Franca turned her head to look, scratched her ears in confusion, then shook her head and frowned, "I can't say."

At this moment, something unexpected happened outside. A group of people wearing leather coats rushed to the scene and started communicating with the "pilgrims".

In Miss White Wolf's eyes, she could see that the people who came later seemed to be trying their best to explain something, with a look of earnest advice and solemn promise.

However, the 'pilgrims' seemed very stubborn, and they all seemed to be arguing with each other, until the latecomers became so anxious that they pointed to the sky and the earth, beat their chests and stamped their feet, and then they left in doubt, looking back every few steps.

Then, the people in leather coats walked towards the aircraft. When they got closer, Miss White Wolf noticed that their clothes were of the same style, and they all had the Kalan Trade logo shaped like a sail on their chests.

She immediately stood up and walked towards the left hatch. Razer saw White Wolf's intention and intercepted her midway, saying, "Ms. Olicia, for your safety, please wait a moment."

"It should be fine. They are from Kalan Trading." White Wolf pointed to the window.

Razer adjusted his special shield in full readiness, holding the pistol tightly in his right hand, and patiently explained: "According to the intelligence, your travel information is completely public. Although the temporary landing point is provided privately by Kalan Trade, it cannot be ruled out that it will be monitored by outsiders. In view of the fact that Ice Stone's competitor, the Commercial Federation, has been suspected of many secret assassinations, we should strengthen our precautions at this moment."

Good, very professional looking.

Miss White Wolf secretly thought that although it would be difficult for an assassin to hurt her with her own strength, this did not prevent her from respecting the professionalism of the Black Steel personnel. So, she stood obediently behind Razer, curiously watching her security consultants perform their duties.

Razer nodded to Franka, who slung her weapon on her waist, walked over, and pressed the knob to activate the hatch.

As the hatch opened, wind and snow suddenly poured in from outside. People like Miss White Wolf, who were naturally afraid of the cold, were caught off guard. They wanted to squat down and hide behind the Razer shield to block the wind.

Unfortunately, with her status, she could not avoid it at this time. Instead, she had to act calm and unafraid of the wind and snow, allowing the snowflakes to brush across her cheeks and neck.

After Franka had a brief negotiation with the people from Kalan Trade, she made a gesture to Razer behind the people outside, and the latter put away his shield and only kept the pistol in his pocket for use.

Next, Miss White Wolf, accompanied by Razer, left the aircraft and met with the people from Kalan Trade.

When Franca saw White Wolf coming out, she introduced him to the staff of Kalan Trade: "This is Miss Olicia."

"Ah?" The staff members looked surprised and pointed at Franca, "You are not..."

Franca smiled cunningly: "I didn't say who I am, you may have misunderstood, this is Miss Olicia."

"Oh." The leading Kalan Trade staff member scratched his head awkwardly and turned to White Wolf, "Hello, Miss Olicia, I am the mine manager of Kalan Trade in this area, and those who are with me are all colleagues from Kalan Trade."

While the administrator was introducing it, his colleagues were also observing the white wolf curiously, and there were faint whispers coming from them.

"Is this Olicia?"

"Sure enough, I was saying before that the intelligence was wrong. That guy looks like Wolper, not Luper, and he looks a bit frivolous."

"Indeed, this is what the great nobles of Ursus look like. They have such a great temperament."

"Are noble ladies so beautiful? I thought they were just random things written in storybooks."

"I heard that Ursus has been fighting with Casimir for many years. You can say that he is our Kjerag's helper."

……

Miss White Wolf politely replied, "I am sorry to bother you. Mr. Enchiodis recommended this place for temporary stopover. Due to the heavy snow and wind tonight, we had no choice but to come here. We apologize for any inconvenience this has caused you."

"It's okay, it's okay." The manager shook his head flattered. "Lord Enchiodis has specifically instructed us to entertain the guests well. If you and your companions have any needs, please feel free to ask us."

Miss Razer came over and whispered something to White Wolf, who then said, "We have enough supplies, except for the insufficient drinking water. Can you help deliver some?"

"Of course, of course." The manager immediately ordered two people to get the supplies that White Wolf needed.

While waiting, Miss White Wolf suddenly remembered what happened before and asked, "By the way, when you first came, there were some strange people outside."

The manager's expression immediately became extremely awkward. He was too embarrassed to fool the guests, so he could only explain awkwardly, "Those people are locals who were born and raised here. They have always lived here and have never had contact with the outside world. This is probably the first time they have seen something like an aircraft."

"Oh." Miss White Wolf immediately understood what was going on and couldn't help asking, "Have you ever considered providing modern education here?"

"We have considered it." The manager replied, "This was originally a very backward place. We only opened the mining area and built the railway half a year ago. Lord Enchiodis meant that we should not be impatient and should take things step by step. Only when everyone is familiar with these things and no longer resists them, will they be willing to learn more."

Kjerag is an interesting place, Miss White Wolf thought secretly.

The areas she had previously focused on were all closely related to Kalan trade and were relatively well developed. She had never thought that there would be such a closed village in Kjerag...

How many similar places are there in Kjerag?

Chapter 2023 Do Gods Exist? 03-20-12 00:02:

The next morning, the wind and snow stopped and the clouds in the sky were sparse, indicating that it would be a good day with the sun visible.

When Miss White Wolf woke up, she found Franka and Razer standing by the porthole, pointing and looking outside.

She yawned and walked to her two companions curiously. She saw hundreds of Kjerag people with different expressions gathered a few dozen meters away from the porthole. Most of them wore traditional Kjerag fur coats, and a small number of them wore nylon clothes produced in modern factories.

Perhaps the popular science education provided by the Kalan traders worked, as these people did not behave in the exaggerated manner they did last night. Instead, they were discussing with each other while pointing and gesticulating.

Miss White Wolf felt that if she opened the hatch, she would definitely be able to hear the buzzing sound outside.

She looked at it silently for a while, becoming more and more fascinated. Suddenly, she took out her cell phone, stood by the porthole, and took pictures of the people outside.

"What are you doing?" Miss Razer was a little confused.

"Should we take pictures of the fun things and use them to have fun later?" Franca asked cheerfully.

Miss White Wolf shook her head. "It's field research data. This kind of native group is very good research material. It can be used to interpret the modernization process of primitive villages. Anthropologists in Victoria like to do field research and take a lot of photos."

Miss Franka was immediately confused: "Why field investigation? Aren't we in the snowfield? Where is the field?"

Miss White Wolf then explained: "Field research is a conceptual term that represents a research paradigm."

So Franca was even more confused, but she pretended to nod quickly: "Yeah, I understand."

Miss White Wolf was stunned for a moment, and realized that Franca was not interested in what she said, so she stopped talking. She couldn't help but think of Miss Ceylon. If Ceylon were there, she would definitely ask a lot of questions and maybe even take notes.

Her idea was far more than just taking a photo.

With the information she currently has, it is easy to see that Enthiotis's goal is to develop Kjerag, but in order to make a backward country move forward as a whole, it is not enough to rely solely on industrial materials from Kalan Trade.

As Kjerag's development progresses faster and faster, various social problems will begin to arise from all corners. At this time, if scholars in anthropology, sociology, and religion conduct a coordinated overall investigation of Kjerag, and then combine the results of the entire Terran ethnological research, they may be able to make some development suggestions for Kjerag.

This type of suggestion often has nothing to do with real industry, but it can reduce the various contradictions brought about by the development process and play a role similar to that of a lubricant.

Miss White Wolf knew that she had a great advantage. She could contact President Evan of Victoria National University and mobilize relevant research resources. During this trip to Kjerag, she would take a lot of similar photos. With these things, she could attract researchers in related fields to go to Kjerag for academic research.

If the trade negotiations with Kalan go smoothly and the two sides can continue to cooperate, the researcher's research results will also become one of her bargaining chips in the future.

About ten minutes later, amid the exclamations of the onlookers, the aircraft started up, slowly rose to an altitude of about two hundred meters, then turned around and headed at full speed towards the central area of ​​Kjerag.

Today, Miss White Wolf gave up her leisure and entertainment, and stayed by the porthole the whole time, meticulously observing the land of Kjerag. Sometimes, she would suddenly ask the pilot to deviate slightly from the route so that she could better understand the things below.

She held a work notebook in her left hand and a pen in her right hand, writing something on it from time to time. Razer and Franka saw Miss White Wolf thinking seriously, so they kept quiet and didn't disturb her.

The intelligence had mentioned it, Miss White Wolf thought, that Kjerag's terrain was varied, but only when you actually see it will you understand what it is all about.

Steep mountains and low valleys appear one after another, dotted with unevenly distributed mines and rivers. The complexity of the terrain can make any architect frown.

I don’t know how much effort Enthiotis put into building the railway. Kjerag’s information seems to say that the construction of the railway started a long time ago, as early as the generation of Enthiotis’ parents.

The president of Kalan Trading probably used the legacy left by his elders, such as planning drawings and design drawings. Otherwise, it would be unlikely that he could have gone through so much trouble to arrange everything to this extent in two years.

Well, with such a complex terrain, and considering the local religious customs, the political status quo of the three ethnic groups, and the population distribution, Kjerag does not seem to be naturally suitable for the development of a mobile city.

Miss White Wolf wrote down her thoughts in her notebook and thought about the historical records of Kjerag. Interestingly, according to the records of the Kjerag region, this place is almost unaffected by natural disasters. If it can remain like this, there will be no need to move the city-state.

After all, in nature, mobile city-states are a helpless move to avoid natural disasters. The cost of each startup is astronomical, enough to cause the city's development to stagnate for months or even years. At present, perhaps only top cities such as Longmen and Tremon can afford such expenses.

Then again, why wasn't Kjerag affected by the natural disaster?

Was it the environment that caused this, or did the legendary god Yelagund really exist? Did the god really help Kjerag escape the natural disaster?

Her thoughts flew to another country that also had legends of gods - Yan Country. The natural disasters in Yan Country showed even more bizarre phenomena.

According to the records in the collection of the Victoria Library, she found that there were basically no records of natural disasters in the Yan Kingdom during the peaceful period, but once the country encountered troubled times, rumors of all kinds of natural disasters began to emerge.

The general attitude of the Yan people is that in times of prosperity, there is protection from gods, so there is peace and security. When troubled times come, it is often because of disputes among the gods, causing the land of Yan to fall into the shadow of natural disasters like the West.