Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

The two continued forward and officially set foot on the road to the holy mountain. The snow-covered mountain road was much more difficult than White Wolf had expected. She had thought that she had experience living in the tundra and could walk on this kind of road easily.

The biggest problem is the difference in snow.

From the external appearance, the snow on Kjerag is very deep and soft. There is a noticeable sink when you step on it, and it makes a creaking sound. When you lift your feet, it is easy to be tripped by the deep snow, which increases the resistance.

The snow in Ursus is hard. When a strong wind blows over the tundra, fine salt-like snow particles will be blown away, accompanied by the howling of the wind. From a distance, it looks like white frozen fog being chased by the wind.

She suddenly thought of Miss Ceylon. When she was in Xiosta, Miss Ceylon once said that the water in her hometown was different, not only in appearance but also in connotation.

At that time, she didn't quite understand the meaning of the so-called connotation, but now she understands it a little. There are indeed similar differences between snow and snow.

The snow in Ursus is particularly fierce. Where there is snow, there is wind. The snow is like arrows and the wind is like knives, unlike Kjerag, which is soft.

No wonder the Kjerag people often regard snow as a good omen and are proud to coexist with snow, while the Ursus people regard winter as their most ferocious enemy. Only the fleeing infected and the poor who have been exploited to the point of unable to survive will take the initiative to go to the north.

Chapter 2023: Journey 06-17-12 00:02:

After walking for about half an hour, Miss White Wolf felt a little tired and couldn't help looking back to see how far she had walked.

But she found it difficult to judge the distance she had travelled.

Snowflakes were dancing everywhere, and the old train station at the foot of the holy mountain was no longer visible. Only dim lights could be seen standing there quietly, and there was no reference object worth comparing with.

Besides that, she noticed that there were no other Kjerag people nearby, and no other footsteps could be heard in the distance.

I remember that at the beginning, there were many people nearby climbing up with them, but why did they suddenly look back and see that all the people were gone? It was as if the gods had disappeared in this snowy mountain.

Jiaofeng stopped and said, "Miss Olicia, do you want to take a break?"

White Wolf pointed behind him: "Where did they go? The ones who just followed us."

"We walked too fast and they were left behind very early."

"Then can they walk to the festival?"

"Most of them can't reach the site. The mountain roads on the Holy Mountain are already very difficult to navigate. It's still night and snowing. The maps provided by Kalan Trade are of limited use. Only a small number of people can make it to the scene."

"If they can't find the way, they'll be in trouble, right?"

"Don't worry. The Kjerag people grew up in the snow and are used to climbing snowy mountains. They know how to deal with various situations. Even if they get lost, they can just wait until daybreak. And Master Silver-Ash has set up a rescue point at the foot of the mountain, just in case."

“Oh, then if we get lost at night and fail to reach the scene, wouldn’t that be a shame… coming to the Holy Mountain but not getting the desired result.”

"For those who go to the Holy Mountain specifically, there is a little bit, but people don't really care because the result is secondary. The process of following the footsteps of God is what people really care about. Moreover, being able to go to the Holy Mountain is good enough. There are many more people who cannot come because of physical reasons or other reasons."

"Wouldn't it be even more regrettable for those who couldn't come to miss the process?"

"No, it won't. According to the words of the Saint Lady who interpreted the gods, as long as your heart is sincere, any place can be a holy mountain. There is no need to come here specially."

Miss White Wolf was stunned for a moment, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth in the night.

"I think it makes sense," she praised.

"Of course, that's what the gods said. You remember the Manzhu Avenue, right? At dawn, the people in the city would gather near it, looking toward the holy mountain, and their ceremony would begin from the Manzhu Avenue. The rest of Kjerag, no matter where they are, outside of Kalan or outside of Kjerag, would have their own ceremony."

Miss White Wolf and Horn Peak walked and talked, slowly moving forward in the snow. Their topic first was Kjerag's religion, then the Saint Lady, and finally turned to the precautions of the ceremony.

During this time, Miss White Wolf accidentally learned some very bad news: there was an inevitable and necessary part of the ceremony, which was drinking beer.

Drinking is common in various ceremonies, including Kjerag.

The beer used in the ceremony is brewed by the Kjerag people themselves. From a religious perspective, it is a gift from the gods, who bless the growth of crops and the production of grain, so that the sweet beer can be brewed.

In order to express gratitude to the gods, the Kjerag people must clink glasses with each other and congratulate each other at some point in the ceremony. As guests watching the ceremony, they must also participate, otherwise it would be a disrespect to the gods.

Miss White Wolf guessed that this might also imply "only after drinking can we be friends". In short, not drinking is not acceptable.

She was not afraid of getting drunk, because the alcohol content of this homemade wine was generally not high, certainly not higher than the special drink of the Ursus people, so she could probably handle it.

What she was really worried about was the slightly tipsy state she was in after drinking. Her head felt a little dizzy and her body control was reduced. In that state, how could she walk down the mountain road for several hours?

This is a snowy mountain road. Going down the mountain might be even harder than going up.

Perhaps because they were getting more and more tired, the two of them stopped chatting at some point as they walked and just focused on getting on with their journey.

The higher you go, the deeper the snow seems to be. If you step in, it's enough to cover half of Miss White Wolf's calf.

So she either waded through the snow, overcoming resistance and forcing herself forward, or lifted her feet high and dug holes one by one, just like a cat exploring the way in the snow. Either way, she felt tired.

What made her even more discouraged was that there was a Mr. Jiaofeng leading the way in front of her. He seemed to be walking on flat ground from beginning to end. Not only was he tall, but he was also very strong. He could wade through the snow easily or move forward with just a lift of his feet. He was really enviable.

She suddenly missed Tallulah a little. If Tallulah were here, she would definitely carry her the rest of the way without any explanation. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.

But the small tower couldn't be here. The other party was getting farther and farther away from her, like a person walking towards endless light, leaving only a smaller and smaller black figure, which made it impossible for people to catch up even if they tried their best.

……

The snow kept falling and there was no wind. The long mountain road continued to extend forward. I don’t know how long I walked before the snow gradually disappeared and the sky began to brighten slightly. Jiaofeng suddenly stopped.

"Ms. Olicia, we will be at the ceremony in ten minutes at most."

White Wolf breathed a sigh of relief. She was really tired. The snowy mountain was too difficult to climb.

She checked her phone: "It's a little after six. The ceremony starts at sunrise?"

Jiaofeng confirmed: "Yes, it starts at sunrise."

Miss White Wolf couldn't help but wonder: What if it's cloudy and the sun doesn't come out? Or is there an 'official sunrise time' for everyone to refer to?

Of course, she was just thinking about this question secretly and didn't intend to ask it out loud. Asking it out loud would seem like nitpicking, which would be impolite.

Now there is a new problem. In winter in Kjerag, the sunrise is relatively late, starting at around seven o'clock, but it is only half past six now.

"Mr. Horn Peak, are we a little early?"

Jiaofeng scratched his head embarrassedly: "It's a little early, I'm sorry, I didn't plan my time well."

He originally thought that an exotic noble like Miss Olicia would definitely need to rest on the way, but he didn't expect that she would grit her teeth and complete the entire journey in one breath, which was something that even many Shelag people could not do.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just like to do everything early." Miss White Wolf said hurriedly.

Now that she had stopped, she did not want to move any more. Knowing that it was still early, she decided to take a rest. So she said something to Jiaofeng, and then walked to a high rock to look down and admire the white mountain road she had walked for a long time.

Chapter 2023: Encountering the Blasphemer 06-18-12 00:02:

After daybreak, Miss White Wolf did not linger any longer and headed towards her final destination under the guidance of Horn Peak.

On the way to the destination, they walked out of the shortcut path and came to the main mountain road.

Jiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief. His mission this time was basically completed. From now on, he just had to follow the mountain path and he would reach the ceremony site. He no longer had to worry about Miss Olisia getting lost or unable to walk.

He took out his communicator, silently replied to a few messages, and then looked at White Wolf:

"Ms. Olicia, now you just need to follow the others and walk forward along this mountain road with footprints. It's still early, so don't walk too fast. I need to help the nearby Kalan Trade Commissioner. Let's meet at the ceremony later."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. See you later." Miss White Wolf said steadily.

However, as soon as Jiaofeng left, Miss White Wolf took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and immediately bypassed the main mountain road and secretly entered a secluded fork in the road.

As early as when she first received the invitation from the Saint, she had been thinking about whether she could take some inspection photos. Before, when she was with Jiaofeng, she had the idea, but she didn't dare to test it. After all, in the eyes of the locals, such behavior was disrespectful to the gods.

Now, she knew the way to the ceremony, and she had plenty of time. Jiaofeng was not around, so no one would mind her taking some photos. The only photos of Kalan Holy Mountain that were circulating were distant views, and the photos she took now might be unique.

The old god probably wouldn't care about this. The saint had agreed to the industrialization of the Kjerag people, so what was the harm in taking a photo of the holy mountain? And she didn't plan to spread it, so she just regarded it as satisfying the pleasure of private collection.

After a series of continuous shooting, Miss White Wolf found a small corner sheltered from the wind and squatted down to admire her harvest.

The Holy Mountain and the surrounding Kjerag peaks were all in her possession. Some areas in the photos belong to Kjerag's forbidden areas, which are said to have a certain connection with the gods and are places that geologists from the outside world cannot reach even if they try their best.

And in terms of quality, her photos were pretty good. Firstly, the light was very good in the morning when the sun was about to rise. Secondly, she had studied shooting techniques and knew how to frame and allocate the picture ratio. After all, she was planning to play the role of a director in the future, so she was familiar with the fragmentary knowledge in this area in advance.

The only pity is that the phone is not a professional photo taking tool, otherwise the effect would be better, but Miss White Wolf doesn't have high requirements, so she feels satisfied. Flipping through the pages of photos on the phone, she couldn't help but humming a happy tune.

“It’s a great shot.”

A gentle female voice suddenly came.

Miss White Wolf was so frightened that she almost threw her cell phone off the cliff.

At some point, a Miss Liberi stood beside her, bending over to look at the photos with her. The scary thing was that she didn't notice the other person approaching her from beginning to end.

Miss Liberi realized that she had scared the white wolf and took two steps back, observing the other party curiously with a smile on her face.

She knew who Miss Rupert was; Chuxue had told her about her. Not only that, she even learned from Chuxue her wonderful insights into the "gods".

White Wolf had no time to think about why he didn't notice the other party. There were more important things in front of him. This young lady who looked like a Liberian was definitely a Sherag, and her blasphemous behavior just now had been known to this person.

"Listen to my explanation." She said subconsciously and hurriedly, "I have absolutely no ill intentions in taking pictures..."

"Yes, I know," said Miss Liberi mildly.

"you know?"

Miss White Wolf was very surprised. She didn't expect the other party to be so easy to talk to. But she felt that she was at fault first, so she took the initiative to say, "I'll delete the photo now."

Miss Liberi wondered, "It was a good shot, why did you delete it?"

"I think it might be disrespectful to God."

"No, you took beautiful photos of this place. The 'God' should be happy."

Miss White Wolf didn't know how to answer for a moment, and Miss Liberi in front of her spoke again. She pointed at White Wolf's phone:

"May I see it?"

Miss White Wolf thought the other party wanted to check the photos she took, so she handed over her phone. However, Miss Liberi did not check the photos. Instead, she turned the phone over and over (in a physical sense) to observe it, and then asked:

"This is an 'advanced communicator', or a 'cell phone', right?"

"Yes, it's the style from Longmen." Miss White Wolf explained.

It seemed that the other party was the kind of person who didn't know much about modern equipment. In fact, there were quite a few such people in Kjerag, but most of them were elderly people, and there were not many young ladies like this.

The other party had shown friendly tendencies many times, so Miss White Wolf mustered up the courage and took the initiative to ask: "Are you also here to participate in the Holy Mountain Ceremony?"

It was a stupid question, but Miss Liberi hesitated for a moment before nodding: "You could say that."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

Miss White Wolf regretted what she had said, and felt that she was really stupid. She had clearly realized that it was stupid to ask such a question in the Holy Mountain, but she still responded with a cliché "What a coincidence".

However, perhaps it was Miss Liberi's special attitude that made her say it naturally.

Sure enough, Miss Liberi didn't think there was anything wrong with her words, and continued to ask naturally:

"You are not a Kjerag."

"How did you know?"

"Others have been invited in the past, too. I can tell."

"Well, actually I'm from Ursus."

"So do you believe in the existence of gods?"

Miss White Wolf was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the other party asked this question. In the Holy Mountain of Kalan, this kind of question itself was evidence of blasphemy.

Could it be that she met an atheist, a rare person among the Kjerag people?

Well, it seems quite possible. The other party sneaked into this deserted place and didn't care if she took pictures. Maybe he wanted to blaspheme a god.

Miss White Wolf was not in a hurry to speak to this 'blasphemer'. She planned to test him again:

“That’s a hard question to answer.”

Miss Liberi smiled meaningfully and said:

"You can tell me. I'm different from other Kjerag people. I'm not that kind of...rigid person."

Miss White Wolf understood what the other party meant and became excited.

In the holy mountain, near the ceremony site, discussing the existence of gods with strangers from Kjerag, this dangerous thing itself brings a wonderful sense of excitement and temptation.

"Well then." She cleared her throat and said seriously, "I'm sorry if I offended you. I think... there are no gods in the world. The god Yelagund does not exist."

Chapter 2023: The Imprisoned God06-19-12 15:20:

Ye La's expression changed quietly. What she heard was completely different from what Chu Xue said.

However, she quickly figured out the key point. Miss Rupert in front of her would definitely not say anything she shouldn't say in front of the saint. What she was saying now was probably her true thoughts.

She wouldn't be angry or depressed about this, after all, it was normal to have similar thoughts. However, in this case, she would be no different from other people in the outside world.