Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"My Lord, the Chernobog flight will depart in thirty minutes. Do you have any requirements for the seats for this trip?"

"No."

"Okay, your lordship, your seat this time has been arranged in VIP room No. 1. Please have a look." The waiter said, handing over a list.

Bai Lang took the list and glanced at it casually. His right hand trembled slightly.

"My identity needs to be kept secret during this trip. Please help me move to a normal seat."

"My Lord, the VIP room has better confidentiality services."

"Do as I say." White Wolf snorted coldly, leaving no room for questioning.

"As you command, my lord."

Bai Lang secretly gave herself a perfect score for her performance. She felt that she was quite into the role and should have perfectly portrayed the image of the arrogant Lord Ursus.

There was a reason why she suddenly changed seats. Although the nobles of Ursus enjoyed various privileges, they still had to pay for public expenses out of their own pockets and could not get any discounts. Therefore, after seeing the VIP ticket price of 7,000 Longmen coins, she decisively chose to give up.

You can save more than 5,000 Longmen coins by sitting in economy class!

Next, under the guidance of the flight attendant, she entered the aircraft before other passengers. Ordinary passengers were only allowed to enter twenty minutes before the aircraft took off. These ten minutes in advance were a privilege for the Ursus nobles.

Not long after White Wolf sat down on the aircraft, other passengers swarmed in, and finally filled two-thirds of all seats, about forty or fifty people.

This small aircraft can carry 100 people at full capacity. Of course, if the VIP room is removed and replaced with seats, this number can be increased to about .

The entire journey from Koros to Chernobyl only takes three hours, but these three hours are boring enough to make people sleepy. In fact, White Wolf fell asleep in a daze not long after takeoff.

She transferred many times, accidentally missed her stop, arrived at Che City, and then arrived at Longmen. After going through untold hardships, she finally saw Rhodes Island again.

But there was no one on Rhode Island. It was lonely and desolate. She walked into an unknown room and saw a diary with a torn cover on the ground. She knew it was a diary without reading the contents. She had never seen this diary before, but it felt familiar. She bent down to pick up the diary, but as she bent down, she suddenly felt dizzy, the world was twisted into a knot, and there was a noise in her ears.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the red signal lights in the cabin flashing continuously, the piercing alarms and the sound of crying from an unknown source continuing. The passengers were either sitting or standing, some holding their luggage bags tightly and looking around in horror, while others seemed to have been so scared that they had lost their reaction and sat in their seats with pale faces.

There was another violent shaking. Bai Lang held onto the seat and tried to maintain her balance. She looked out the window and saw a gloomy scene. The storm was hitting the glass of the aircraft violently and embedding irregular light brown crystals on its surface. Soon, cracks and crystal fragments covered the entire outer wall of the aircraft and nothing could be seen through the window.

The tiny aircraft, like a lonely boat that could capsize at any time, struggled desperately in the storm of natural disaster.

People were panicked, but they were completely helpless in the face of the natural disaster. At this moment, the only things they could do were fear and meaningless waiting.

An unknown amount of time had passed, perhaps just a few seconds, but Bai Lang seemed to hear a faint "crackling" sound, and her heart seemed to be suddenly pinched by an invisible hand.

In just a moment, the "click" sound suddenly increased several times, from as low as a mosquito's whistle to as loud as thunder. Now all the frightened passengers heard it, and the originally chaotic scene suddenly became absolutely silent.

Regardless of gender, age, rich or poor, everyone stood still, holding their breath, staring with eyes wide open in infinite tension. Even their crying stopped at this moment, as if they were waiting for fate to make a solemn judgment.

A crack suddenly appeared in the center of the cabin.

Almost at the moment of appearance, the crack immediately turned into a fissure, and huge cracking sounds were heard continuously. The White Wolf only heard a buzzing sound before being sucked out of the crack by an unstoppable force, followed by continuous cutting like a slow slicing. The execution blade was the Originium particle in the storm.

In the chaotic storm that covered the sky and the earth, she tried her best to protect her head with her suitcase. The suitcase was very soft but strong, which came in handy at this time. At the same time, she also activated the Originium skill to try to reduce the damage caused by the environment.

In his mind, White Wolf had a vague understanding of what had happened this time: a natural disaster, with the help of the storm and the unpredictable forces, had torn the aircraft in two in mid-air.

She didn't know if she would fall to her death. She remembered that the aircraft had been making an emergency landing, and she didn't know what altitude it was at. As soon as she thought about this, she suddenly felt her head getting hot, a buzzer sounded in her ears, and the whole world turned a blinding red.

Before her consciousness left her body, she felt herself hit the ground, and was carried up by the storm for a second and third time. But at this time, there was no pain in her red world. In fact, before everything went dark, her last thought was to be thankful that she lost consciousness early.

PS: Scheduled publishing can be used. Under normal circumstances, updates will be made at 12 o'clock.

Volume 2: Chapter 81: Qie City News

"This is Chernobyl Evening News, and we have an important announcement."

"At 2:43 this afternoon, a small-scale storm-type natural disaster occurred 20 kilometers north of our city. The natural disaster lasted for a short time and did not pose any threat to our city. A passenger aircraft from Koros was unfortunately killed in the incident. After Mayor Boris learned about it, he immediately contacted the Natural Disaster Research Center for accident assessment.

"Dr. Richard from the research center said that the aircraft was first sucked into the center of the storm and then destroyed by the storm in mid-air. Its severity cannot be underestimated. The initial accident rating is the highest level, and it is estimated that no one survived. Please do not try to enter the disaster area to look for relatives and friends. This is a futile and dangerous attempt. I repeat, please do not try to enter the disaster area to look for relatives and friends. This is a futile and dangerous attempt. Next, please invite the distinguished Earl and Mayor of Che to give an important speech..."

"Hello, fellow citizens. Today, I want to say that Chernobyl has protected everyone again. Is the natural disaster terrible? It is terrible, but in Chernobyl, under our dedicated management, no one has been affected. So, I want to reiterate once again, no matter what, trust the city hall and our governing officials..."

$~

With a click, the TV was turned off and Lin Dong threw the remote control onto the table.

Next, she jumped back and threw herself onto the sofa, then turned to a quiet girl with light blue hair: "Zhenli, what do you think?"

"If you're referring to the accident itself, I have no opinion. If you're referring to the actions of the ruling officials, my thoughts remain the same as before."

"You didn't say anything?" Lin Dong said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, and by the way, you are interrupting my reading of The Death of Suspect Ilyich."

"Tsk, is there a day when you don't complain about me interrupting your studies?"

"I hope this 'some day' is the next day." Zhenli pushed his glasses and said seriously.

Lin Dong didn't respond to her words, but sighed: "What a pity, so many people died at once... Do you think there will be no survivors?"

"When the official says no, it really means 'no'. Trust the City Hall and trust the mayor."

"Speak up!"

Zhenli closed the book, hugged it in her arms, and looked at her resentful friend without any anxiety: "Even if there are survivors, they will definitely be infected. For Qicheng, the infected are a trouble. The mayor will definitely take the most convenient solution, just like the one a year ago..."

"He's just a bastard!" Lin Dong slammed the table so hard that the remote control flipped over and the teacups on the table were shaking.

"This is my home." Zhenli reminded expressionlessly.

"Ah? Really?" Winter was embarrassed for about half a second, then suddenly stood up excitedly, "Zhen Li, I'm going to Azazel as a volunteer these few days! I'll take on the disadvantaged position of the infected..."

"You have school tomorrow."

"You're ruining my fun, but what I have to do is..."

"You have to go to school tomorrow." Zhenli calmly stated an established fact while opening her mystery novel again.

"You... Never mind, let's go there after school."

……

North of Qie City, the center of the natural disaster.

Darkness, pitch-black darkness.

Bai Lang didn’t know what state she was in. She couldn’t figure out whether it was reality or a dream.

It was too dark. There was no difference between opening my eyes and closing them. I couldn’t see anything. It was like the endless black void in a dream.

After a while, my body seemed to regain consciousness, but I couldn't move, as if it was pressed down by a heavy object. It seemed that all this was not a dream.

After realizing this, her body seemed to be awakened again. Her vision, smell, hearing and pain senses recovered one after another. She heard the rustling sound of small insects crawling in her ears, but it was still pitch black all around.

She tried to raise her head, but the slightest movement caused pain all over her body. This simple action took her ten minutes to perform, but she felt like she had hit something hard, probably a stone.

Combined with the fact that his whole body was pressed down and he couldn't move, it was obvious that he was buried by stones.

The white wolf began to try to save herself, but she soon discovered in despair that with every movement, the rubble on her body would press her even tighter, as if to bury her completely. This process was accompanied by severe pain.

She knew very well what the consequences of being buried would be. No matter how painful it was, she had to, had to get out!

But things entered a vicious circle, the more she struggled, the worse the situation became, just like being stuck in a swamp. But she had to do this, she knew clearly what she had encountered. Within a week after the natural disaster, no one would come in, and there was no need to count on rescuers. This place was now an island of life. If she didn't fight while she still had the strength, she could only wait for death.

She kept trying, exhausting all her strength, but she only managed to knock away the stone that was blocking her face. This was already her greatest achievement. However, it seemed as if fate was playing a joke on her. The first thing she saw clearly was her own situation. Her body had been crushed to death by a stone as big as a millstone. She might not be able to move a stone of this size even when she was in good condition, let alone in the current situation.

This is to make me die with a clear mind, Bai Lang smiled bitterly in his heart, but when he saw the desperate current situation, his previous anxious mentality turned into an open-minded one. Wow, coming from a natural disaster and going to a natural disaster, this is really interesting.

It's just that this mission can't be completed. The integration movement has to rely on Tallulah herself, but can she do it? She should be able to do it, after all, she is Tallulah. No, no, I can't think like that. This guy can even cry. In fact, he is a coward. Ah! It really makes me worry.

I, I still have to help her! And Alina, she's still waiting for me to bring her a book, Ino and Sasha, I haven't given them the things I promised, Bai Jin, has she come back from Casimir? It's been a long time since we last met, Angelina, I promised to go see her, if Yelena knew that her newly recognized sister...

No, how can I die here! The more Bai Lang thought about it, the more anxious she became. Her eyes were bloodshot and she continued to struggle desperately, but the huge rock pressing on her only shook slightly and then stopped moving.

She lost all her strength again, lying on the ground, looking up at the sky in pain.

She didn't know when the moon appeared, and its cold light illuminated the earth, bringing the devastated scene of the natural disaster into her eyes. She had never felt the ruthlessness of the moonlight as much as she did now.

The cold light did not wake up Bai Lang. Instead, she felt her brain begin to become chaotic, everything gradually became blurry, and her mouth and tongue became dry. In her drowsiness, she realized that this might be the most deadly high fever.

Volume 2: Chapter 82: Bounty Hunters in the Sea I

After leaving her hometown for many years, Skadi already had a deep understanding of everything on land, for example, she knew that what she had encountered before was a legendary natural disaster.

In fact, when the first abnormal wind blew, she had a strange premonition that something big was going to happen.

As an Agor, she always believed in her blood instinct, so she immediately found a cave, blocked the entrance with stones, and stayed in the cave, ignoring the earth-shattering and rumbling outside, waiting until the storm was over. But by then, it was getting dark, and she estimated that she would not have time to walk back to Chernobyl, so she rested in the cave for the night.

The next morning, Skadi was awakened by hunger again. She sat up from the haystack, opened her backpack, ate a piece of compressed biscuit, drank some water sparingly, and then spent ten minutes tidying up her messy hair.

As a bounty hunter, she could endure hunger, thirst, trekking, and injury... The only thing she couldn't accept was her hair becoming messy, which was a strange obsession she had formed over a long period of time.

After finishing her preparations, she carried a greatsword that was almost as tall as herself and left the cave with a relaxed mood. Her mission had been completed. In addition to collecting the bounty, she could also take a short rest when she went to Rhodes Island.

This was Skadi's first time entering a natural disaster site. She was quite surprised to see trees on the mountain falling to the ground in pieces, some with their roots exposed, and some broken in half. The surface soil seemed to have been plowed, revealing fresh red soil with small brown stones embedded in it.

She basked in the post-disaster sunshine, walking slowly on the fresh and scarred land, and casually chopped down fallen trees with her sword because their branches blocked her way.

Not long after they walked, they saw large pieces of metal debris and broken seats on the road. They should be the remains of a crashed aircraft. She stopped and looked around. Sure enough, there were the second and third pieces of metal debris not far away. These were bloodstained debris, and the body was in the middle of them.

She walked silently through the blood-stained and silent ruins, and continued forward. She saw a big tree that was blown crooked by the wind. Under the trunk, on the ground, was a black figure hanging.

Oh, someone hung his neck on it with a piece of cloth.

Skadi has been on land for a long time, but still can't understand why people on land always have so many strange ideas? She knows why this person committed suicide, because he found out that he was infected with mineral disease in the natural disaster, but knowing is not the same as understanding. She is not a mineral disease patient, and it is difficult for her to empathize with these people.

She calmly walked past the tree with the corpse hanging on it. The dead body did not cause any disturbance in her mood. She was used to seeing these things in her years of career as a bounty hunter. Only the land ravaged by natural disasters could make her feel a little touched. This scene was like a monster from the sea appearing on land and causing destruction.

Crossing a pile of rocks, she saw another unfortunate dead person.

Life is always so fragile, but the Agor people seem to be specially blessed with this aspect. Each of them has vitality and recovery ability far beyond that of ordinary people. But every time she hums quietly in the dead of night, she feels that this ability is like the most ominous note in the music.

Skadi turned around and walked to the "dead person". This time she was wrong. This person was not dead. When she was about to walk away, she happened to hear a slight noise from the other person.

Although she was known as a cold-blooded bounty hunter, she had a lot of basic compassion. Skadi sighed softly and raised her sword hesitantly. She was considering whether to give the other person a chance to escape, as it looked like this man was not going to survive.

But when she hesitated, she noticed the injured person's face. Although it was not clear due to the blood, it looked vaguely familiar.

Could it be someone from Rhodes Island? She had never had much contact with the operators from Rhodes Island, so she only knew that she might have seen this person before, but she couldn't tell who he was.

If it was someone from Rhodes Island, then she should think of a way. Kal'tsit treated her well, so it was only natural for her to help Rhodes Island. But the injured person would suffer. Her unauthorized decision would cause him to suffer more, and he might not be able to be saved in the end.

While thinking, Skadi used the slightest movement to remove the stones from the victim's body, only in this way could the victim be prevented from getting hurt again. Fortunately, the process went extremely smoothly, mainly because the stones were too light and did not require much effort.

This Rupert's clothes were strange. It was extremely hot in early September, but this guy wore a thick windbreaker. Of course, this windbreaker had become tattered. It had worked diligently to block a lot of damage for its owner during natural disasters, and it was almost dying.

Next to Rupert's head is a leather suitcase. It seems that he used it to protect his head. Well, he is a very smart guy. Less than an inch away from the right hand of this person is a sword. Such a thin sword must not feel good. The sword box is made of red wood. It is a very strange box. Now it is crushed. If this person extends his right hand forward a little bit, he will definitely grab the weapon and maybe find a way to get away. But, unfortunately, he probably doesn't know that the weapon is there.

Skadi carefully picked up Rupert. She knew that she was very strong and Rupert was seriously injured, so she was really careful this time.

She returned to the cave where she had lived not long ago and gently laid Rupert on the hay where she had slept the night before.

What should she do? She should have used some medicine, but she didn't have any. The healing medicine she brought from Rhodes Island took up too much space in her backpack, so she threw it away and replaced it with dry food. After all, for her, this level of mission didn't require any medicine at all.

At this moment, the injured Rupert suddenly made some sound, and his lips moved slightly. Skadi quickly put her ear close and heard the other party saying "water".

She opened her almost empty water bag, put it to Rupert's mouth, and poured a little bit of water in diagonally. After a while, part of the water was drunk, and the rest flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground.

What a pity! Skadi thought to himself, and poured a little more, and it was drunk again. This was repeated seven or eight times, and the water was gone. The original reserve was not much, so it was normal for it to be drunk up.

But after drinking, the weak Rupert was still unconsciously calling for water. Skadi reached out and touched his forehead. It was hot and he was still feverish. She lifted up his tattered clothes and saw that some of the wounds had scabbed over, but more were still bleeding.

It is still dozens of kilometers from here to Chernobyl. A patient in this condition is unlikely to survive, so she must recuperate.

What we lack now are resources. We lack food, water and medicine. Where can we find them?

Skadi suddenly understood. She picked up her sword, quickly left the cave, and walked towards the ruins of the aircraft.

Volume 2: Chapter 83: Bounty Hunter in the Sea II

In the ruins of a crashed aircraft.

Skadi used a greatsword to pry open the deformed metal plate, then half-knelt down and used a small wooden stick that she had casually folded to dig at the bottom.

This process continued and repeated many times, but she did not find it boring at all. Every time she made a move, she might find food, drinks, strange electronic components, medicines with unknown effects, etc. However, she did not know what she would find before she made a move. This unknown pleasure unknowingly hooked her.

In other words, Skadi was a little addicted. She had never thought that picking up things could be quite interesting. In half an hour, she had collected a bottle of juice, a bottle of Ursus shochu, a small bag of beef jerky, a bag of bear biscuits, half a loaf of matsutake bread, and a roll of plastic tape.

She didn't find any medicine or bandages to heal the wounds, and as for those unknown colorful and suspicious pills, she just took a look at them and threw them where they were.

Although picking up things is fun, this little pleasure is nothing compared to the real work. When she felt that she could not take all the supplies, Skadi decisively left the ruins. She first went around to the place where people were picked up to take Rupert's small suitcase and weapons, and then returned to the cave again.