Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

Chapter 2023 The Vanishing Sun 11-16-12 00:02:

Miss White Wolf's attitude towards the Pure Originium Mine was not entirely genuine. She was indeed distressed, but the sentence "I wish I hadn't heard it" was not true.

In fact, after she learned about the scale of the mineral vein, she had already determined that it was a strategic resource that must be controlled by the Integration Movement.

Things are different now. She used to cooperate with the Longmen Mafia and made profits by selling seized Originium mines to fund the Integration Movement. But now, funds are no longer a shortage of the Integration Movement, but strategic materials are.

The information about the Pure Originium Mine was provided by Magellan and Mel, but Miss White Wolf did not want to involve them in the dangerous events of the Integration Movement.

Therefore, how to cleverly get rid of the two people is the problem she must solve now.

Mel and the others were already her old friends. She had often worked with them since her time in Rhodes Island, and both sides trusted each other, so she did not intend to lie or deceive them. However, this did not mean she would foolishly tell the truth. She planned to deal with it in a more clever way.

So, Miss White Wolf kept a distressed look on her face as she told Mel and Magellan about the dire situation in Ursus, telling them how dangerous the situation was, how delicate the company's situation was, how important the status of the Pure Originium was, how strict the relevant laws of the empire were, and how terrible the risks would be if the news was leaked...

Miss White Wolf happened to be an expert in this field, so her analysis was incisive and thorough, and she could easily cite various evidences and news reports.

Although Mel and Magellan are scholars, they have never been involved in this kind of things. And because they have lived in Ursus for a long time, they have a strong sense of substitution and unknowingly get into the rhythm of Miss White Wolf, thinking and worrying along with her, just like the legendary pioneers, standing at the top of the North, at the cusp of the storm, struggling to find a way for the long-term stability of the company.

Finally, Miss White Wolf's eyes sparkled as she concluded, "So, we absolutely cannot touch that vein, but we can't sit back and do nothing either. We must take the initiative. Miss Magellan, you organize the previous survey data, and Miss Mel, you organize the engineering development draft for the mining area. These data may be useful in the future."

"That makes sense, that's how it should be!"

The extremely exciting and novel experience made Miss Mel's hands tremble with excitement, and Magellan also clenched his fists excitedly.

Miss White Wolf struck while the iron was hot and said, "Then, we will forget about the mineral vein and pretend it doesn't exist. Even if someone moves the mineral vein in the future, it will have nothing to do with Ice Stone. Remember one thing, we don't know... anything."

"That's right, Miss White Wolf, that's very well said!"

Mel and Magellan did not waste time and summarized the information in White Wolf's office that evening. Miss Mel, who was fully immersed in the role, took the initiative to think of more necessary work:

For example, destroying all copies of the data and clearing the drone data. She believed that if Miss White Wolf wanted to use the data as a bargaining chip in future games, anti-tracking measures must be arranged in advance.

Even after returning to the dormitory, Miss Mel was still very excited. She told Magellan that she had never experienced such an exciting thing in her life, and that Miss White Wolf was worthy of being an imperial aristocrat.

On the other hand, Miss White Wolf made a copy of the "rootless data" with all identification information removed, and on the afternoon of the next day, she personally handed it to the messenger of the Integration Movement left in Koros City, asking him to deliver it to Alina.

While she was helping the integration movement, she also had to be responsible for the people of Ice Stone, so even though the empire was in chaos and no one cared about the remote northern border, she would not risk touching such sensitive resources.

The best option is for Alina and the Patriot General to stay in the North and let them make the decision.

When she returned to the institute's office, the sun had already begun to set. Miss White Wolf did not rush to work. She pulled her chair to the window, and while basking in the sun, she pondered the future of the integration movement.

This time was no different. She still couldn't figure it out and couldn't see through it. She had never been a saint who could predict the future. In the final analysis, she was just an ordinary person who was looking for direction in the dark.

She thought and pondered quietly.

At some point, she heard footsteps behind her. She determined from the sound that it was Ceylon coming towards her. The footsteps approached and then stopped. She could only sense the faint sound of breathing.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I'm afraid to disturb your rest. I finally see that you're not working."

"Oh, you reminded me. There's something else..."

Ceylon held Miss White Wolf's shoulders and said, "Don't move. It would be nice to get some sun and rest."

Miss White Wolf did not resist, as she had not been in the sun for a long time.

When she focused her consciousness on the sunlight, she found that it was unexpectedly weak.

In the North, the August sun will quickly decline, preparing for the sudden and long winter.

Midsummer has passed without us noticing.

She thought of her previous promise and lowered her voice: "Ceylon, I told you before that I would accompany you to Xiosta for vacation. This year, I may not have time..."

Miss Ceylon interrupted her gently: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about that at all. You are too busy, and I am busy too. We don't have time."

Miss White Wolf looked out the window at the tundra in the distance and said softly, "You are busy for me. You should go back for a while, even if it's not for vacation, but for... that person."

Miss Ceylon rested her head on the White Wolf's shoulder: "She is also busy. I won't be able to see her if I go back. When she has time, I will go back on my own initiative even if you don't say anything."

"I really want to see her."

"Why?"

"I want to know what it's like to be thought of by a nice girl like Ceylon every day."

"Ceylon is not good, it's bad."

"not bad."

"Let me tell you, Ceylon likes two people at the same time. He likes her and he likes you. Ceylon wants to have his feet on two boats. Do you think it's bad?"

"Ceylon is kidding again."

Miss Ceylon leaned forward and kissed Miss White Wolf on the cheek: "Now, this is confirmed."

"No, I can still handle this situation clearly, Victorian..."

"Ceylon is from Xiosta."

Just as Bai Lang was about to retort, Miss Ceylon suddenly checked her phone and said, "Oh, it's a message from Xingji. I have to get busy. You can just stay here and bask in the sun. It won't be too late to work after you have a rest."

Ceylon left in a hurry with his cell phone. Bailang looked at his desk and wanted to stand up, but then he thought of Ceylon's instructions, shook his head with a wry smile, and continued to sit down, enjoying the comfortable warm sunshine.

She waited until the sun gradually set before she stood up and walked to her workstation.

The sunshine seemed to have given her a new life. She felt warm and had endless energy.

She thought about the future of the integration movement again. Although it was a fog, weren't they working hard to open up the road? Wasn't everything moving forward positively?

She works day and night to support the Ice Stone and Integration Movement to this day, gradually turning the impossible into the possible. Isn't this a success?

Perhaps, she, who was lost in the darkness but kept groping, had unknowingly arrived at the door of dawn.

A faint, confident smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

She took a few steps and suddenly saw the colorful 'dawn' appear before her eyes. Her steps were empty and she stretched out her hands in panic, trying to grab something to support herself, but she caught nothing.

Darkness enveloped everything.

Chapter 2023 Lead 11-17-12 00:03:

Kazdale.

In front of the royal palace.

A Victorian gentleman in a black tuxedo and a grey hat walked slowly into the hall, leaning on a red cane. His expression was obscured by a white mask, and only a calm voice echoed around:

"Mr. Tracy, how are you? What is the matter that you called me here for?"

"Please tell Lord Cavendish that we can start now."

"Excuse me, Lord Tresis, but the Duke has some doubts about your plan. Once the chaos begins, how can you guarantee that the Ursus army will not take the opportunity to enter Londinium? You once promised to control the integration movement, but it seems that this is not the case."

The Sarkaz leader said calmly: "It seems that the Duke is worried about Ursus's affairs."

The Victorians calmly replied: "Of course, Victoria will never dare to forget the old enemy in the north."

"Then please tell His Excellency the Duke that although the chess piece is out of control, the fuse is still in my hand. The Ursus people will soon be unable to take care of themselves."

"Of course, the Duke believes in your ability, but the Duke is used to playing it safe. He will be prepared and always look to the north. When the moment you promised arrives, you will see that Londinium will open the door to the military council."

……

……

The chaos gradually faded.

The cold air was inhaled into the lungs, stimulating the nerves to wake up.

The brain is the first to develop consciousness and to perceive the existence of the self.

My body was touching the hard and cold ground, and my eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. After the fourth attempt, I finally managed to open my eyes.

It was pitch black all around, with only a little light visible from the window.

Miss White Wolf moved her stiff body, slowly climbed up and sat up on the sofa.

She didn't understand what was happening. She felt cold, as if her body had lost the ability to resist the cold. At the same time, she felt burning, burning from the inside out, as if her blood had boiled.

She curled up in the darkness, the intense discomfort of cold and heat tormenting her mind and body. She was gasping for breath, her face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

As time passed, the physical torture gradually faded away, my body warmed up, and the burning sensation in my body slowly dissipated.

She tried to stand up, and it went smoothly. Her originally stiff limbs had recovered, but there was a slight pain when she moved, probably because she had been unconscious for a long time.

She turned on the light, picked up the fallen chair, and picked up her cell phone from the ground.

The time was exactly ten o'clock in the evening, which meant that she had been unconscious for more than four hours. If she waited a little longer, Miss Ceylon would come to her office as usual.

She felt a sense of relief in her heart.

After sitting in the office for a while, she stood up and left. When she passed by Miss Ceylon's laboratory, she saw that the light was on inside. She paused at the door for a moment, then continued walking, left the institute and returned to her room.

She sent a message to Ceylon, saying that she planned to go to bed early today and asked him not to work too late.

Miss Ceylon quickly responded with a picture of herself jumping for joy.

She couldn't help but smile, then put her phone aside, sat on the bed, and tried to recall the cause and effect of what happened.

The fuzzy memory gradually became clear, and she vaguely remembered something. Before she lost consciousness, there seemed to be a burning sensation like needles in two places on her left arm and right thigh.

He took off his coat and pulled the clothes off his shoulders, revealing the Originium crystals on his arms.

Miss White Wolf observed it carefully and frowned in confusion. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but the volume of the Originium crystal was about one-third smaller than before, but the color had become deep red, exactly the same as blood.

She put on her top, then checked the Originium crystal on her right leg and found the same changes.

This situation was completely beyond her understanding. Such a strange thing had never been recorded in Rhodes Island's medical books.

But then again, she was taking Rhodes Island's inhibitors normally, and had a diagnosis from Miss Breeze a few months ago. She basically hadn't used Originium techniques for a while, so she shouldn't have had any Originium disease mutations.

That's right, she thought to herself, she must stay calm, most likely she fainted due to overwork or some other illness, she knew her own situation very well, her oripathy was in good condition, so good that she couldn't even believe it.

She couldn't help shivering.

Yes, her oripathy condition has been very good, so good that she couldn't believe it.

Miss White Wolf's worries and uneasiness gradually grew in her heart. She could no longer keep calm. She had to know what was going on. She suddenly remembered that the company had purchased a batch of scientific research equipment, some of which were medical instruments from Rhode Island.

The instruments are kept in the equipment room, and her ID card can unlock any room in the institute.

Thinking of this, she calmed down a little. She got up and ate something, then took out the medical information of Rhodes Island from her bookshelf and looked through it.

Around one o'clock in the morning, after making sure that there was no one else in the institute, she put on her coat, came to the institute alone, and went straight to the equipment room.

Rhodes Island's analyzer was not complicated to use, and White Wolf had seen how Eyjafjalla and others operated it. After a little trial and error, he successfully started the instrument.

She took out a transparent glass tube for analysis from the test tube rack, then cut her fingertip with a blade, dripped blood into the glass tube, shook it gently, and placed the test tube into the analysis chamber of the instrument.

After pressing the start button, you can see on the electronic screen of the instrument that the silver probe is slowly sinking into the test tube and coming into contact with the blood.

Three minutes later, the red light on the instrument flashed. White Wolf leaned over and saw a reading of 0.812 u/L on the screen.

The instrument must be broken, she thought.

She remembered clearly that a rate above 0.4 could be classified as a severely infected person, but her own data seemed a bit strange.

There was definitely something wrong with the instrument. If this reading was true, she should have...

Let’s test it again.

Miss White Wolf reset the instrument, then switched to drawing blood from her left finger, used a brand new test tube, and conducted the test again.

A few minutes later, the red light on the instrument flashed and the reading on the screen changed to 0.813u/L.

That's impossible. Maybe the instrument is broken, or I operated it improperly.

Test it with a glass of water?

If the value is still incorrect, then it is a problem with the instrument.

Miss White Wolf carefully took high-purity water from the laboratory, reset the instrument, and performed measurements using the same steps.

A few minutes later.

The green light on the instrument flashed and a number popped up on the screen - 0.000u/L.

Chapter 2023 Hallucination 11-18-12 00:02:

Miss White Wolf stared blankly at the data on the dashboard. Panic, fear, annoyance, confusion, all kinds of expressions flashed across her face quickly.