Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"Yes, it is said that a spacecraft crashed in the natural disaster. The mayor said on TV that after the concentration of Originium dust decreases in a few days, he will send people in to search and rescue."

"I think they are going to collect source stones." White Wolf teased, "No need to wait for them to search and rescue, I have already come out alive."

"Ah! Are you the passenger of that aircraft?"

"That's right." White Wolf smiled, "I'm lucky enough to be alive. Although I almost couldn't come back, this natural disaster didn't kill me after all. I'll have material to brag about in the future."

"Ms. White Wolf, you are really amazing."

"Oh, I told you I was just bragging, don't take it seriously. If you want to talk about being awesome, the guy who came with me is definitely much better."

"That's not what I'm talking about. I have a lot to learn from you in many ways."

"Wait a minute, are you about to start? What is this, an anesthetic?"

"Local anesthetic."

"Miss Louisa, you must use enough anesthetic." White Wolf reminded quickly.

"Don't worry, Miss White Wolf, are you afraid of pain?"

"I'm not afraid, but this is a matter of principle. The more comfortable I can be, the better."

After Louisa gave the anesthetic injection, she waited for more than ten seconds and then asked, "How do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything anymore, let's use the knife."

Doctor Filin was very skilled. He quickly removed the Originium fragment from the leg, sutured and bandaged it within a few minutes, and then moved the battle line to White Wolf's arm.

"By the way, Miss Louisa, does the dean know nothing about medicine?"

"Not sure. We haven't seen him take action, but he shouldn't be particularly proficient in it. After all, his identity is there."

"identity?"

"He mentioned that he was a soldier before. However, I think the dean is definitely not an ordinary soldier. He should be a general or something like that."

"General..." Bai Lang muttered this word, and the image of the dean appeared in her mind again, calm and introverted. She seemed to have only seen a similar temperament in the patriot. Thinking about it this way, the two people are indeed very similar.

But compared with the patriot, the two are very different. One is heavy, and the other is gentle. The heaviness is carrying too much heaviness, and the gentleness is the gentleness that buries the heaviness.

Why are the temperaments of two people so similar?

One is Wendigo and the other is Liberi.

Ah! Liberi, a name flashed through her mind like lightning.

Volume 2: Chapter 93 Azazel Clinic III

No, White Wolf secretly told himself, there was no way this could be such a coincidence, it must be a mistake.

This is just an ordinary hospital for infected people. The director is an old man who has participated in the war. There is nothing special about it.

But what if it was true? The dean always gave her the feeling that he was a reserved person, and that pair of extremely stable hands, could they also be used to hold a sword?

A person like that, with a pair of hands like that, would be too scary if they were holding a sword.

She looked at the doctor who was stitching the wound and suddenly said:

"Has the dean ever used a sword?"

"What did you say? A sword? The dean is a man of peace," Louisa said sternly. "Although he has a sword hanging on his wall, he never takes it down. It is said that the sword is a souvenir, probably a decoration, just like yours."

How did you get involved with me? White Wolf thought. She glanced at the weapon leaning against the wall and said in defense, "My weapon is not just a fancy one."

"I don't understand these things, but I've seen a knife similar to yours on a street stall." Louisa said as she took out gauze and prepared to do the final bandaging.

"Well, what you saw was probably a replica of a toy or something. Actually, this weapon and the clothes I was wearing were both loaned to me by a friend."

"Is your friend a noble?"

"No, at least not now. She is also infected."

"Then your friend is really brave, Miss White Wolf. Until now, I still can't imagine that you actually used the method of disguising yourself as a noble to get rid of official troubles."

"It's actually quite convenient. You can try it too."

"No, I'm afraid, and I'm not infected."

"Ah, I always thought..."

"You thought I was infected? Although I have been dealing with patients with minerals, I always take protective measures." Louisa pointed to the white rubber gloves on her hands and shook them in front of the white wolf. "So, those who say that getting close to an infected person will get infected are talking nonsense. I am sure of this."

"Okay, the wound has been treated. From now on, it's best to rest for two or three days. Reducing activity can speed up recovery."

"Well, thank you very much. Where should I stay tonight?"

"There is a vacant ward next door and you can move in directly." After Louisa finished speaking, she continued to look at White Wolf, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"What's the matter? Is there anything you want to say?"

"Ms. White Wolf, are you really not worried about your mineralogy?"

White Wolf sighed slightly: "It is a little bit after all, but compared with the millions of infected people, my misfortune is nothing. From the perspective of Terra as a whole, I am just an ordinary individual, a speck of dust in the era, and every time the earth exhales, countless specks of dust are annihilated."

"Ah!" She seemed to wake up from a dream in an instant, "Miss Louisa, forgive me for saying something strange, but I am actually quite worried about the mineral disease."

"Yes, I understand. So is Miss White Wolf also a bard?" Louisa asked seriously and curiously.

"No, I don't." Bai Lang quickly denied it. She usually just liked to daydream and thought she didn't have the potential to be a bard. However, Miss Skadi, who was traveling with her, had the temperament to be a bard when she sat down quietly.

Coincidentally, just as she was thinking about Skadi, she saw the door being knocked open and Skadi's head poked in: "What's the situation?"

"It's over, nothing serious." Louisa responded, "Next, just send Miss White Wolf to the next room to rest."

"Yeah." Skadi responded, walked into the house, went straight to the white wolf, and looked her up and down.

Bai Lang knew that the other party was going to carry her directly over. Although she was a little resistant to this behavior in her heart, she couldn't raise any objections at this moment.

However, since she had changed into a loose white hospital gown before the operation, she felt quite uncomfortable when being constantly stared at.

Fortunately, Skadi quickly confirmed the location of the bandage, and then, without affecting the wound, she skillfully put her arm around her back, supported her knees with her right hand, and picked her up in a posture that was particularly embarrassing in the eyes of the White Wolf. She walked to the next room without stopping and gently put her on a bed by the window.

To be honest, although she is very strong, Skadi still knows how to handle things with care very well.

Fortunately for Bai Lang, the target location was next to the medical room. If it was farther away and she met someone in the corridor, she would definitely buy a piece of tofu and kill herself.

"Your face is red. Are you feeling unwell?" Skadi noticed this as soon as she put down the white wolf. She remembered that this didn't happen when they were next door just now.

"No, I'm fine, it's just that the weather is too hot." Bai Lang explained seriously, pulling up the quilt to wrap herself. She felt that the hospital gown was too big and she felt insecure.

Skadi scratched her head, looking at the other party's confusing behavior in confusion. It's too hot and she wrapped herself in a blanket? Is it hot or not?

Her eyes quickly showed some worry. She had heard that a high fever could damage the brain. This poor colleague might not have been normal when he was in the cave.

It was at this moment that Miss Rupert, who was trying to wrap herself up, suddenly screamed "Ah!" and then lay motionless, staring at a spot on the quilt with her teeth gritted.

Skadi knew that the place the other party was staring at must be the injured leg. In this situation, it was not surprising that the wound would be pulled by the quilt wrapped around it.

Through careful observation, she also found that Miss Rupert was not motionless, but she dared not move. Her smooth chin was trembling because of the pain, and it would take her a while to recover.

It is almost certain that Miss White Wolf is not mentally normal. When she was in Rhodes Island, Kal'tsit mentioned White Wolf to her and spoke highly of her. Based on her understanding of Kal'tsit, to receive such an evaluation means that she has an extremely good level of ability.

Instead of being silly like now.

Although she herself was not averse to White Wolf's silly behavior, and even felt a strange sense of happiness about it, for Miss White Wolf's own sake, she still planned to secretly reveal this information to Kal'tsit. The other party was the most mysterious doctor she had ever met, and the problem in her brain might be able to be cured.

"Skadi, Skadi, what are you looking at? You look so absorbed in it."

"Oh, I was distracted just now." Skadi shook her head to wake herself up. She found that Miss Rupert had recovered and wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.

"What time is it now?" the other party continued to ask.

"It's just past eight o'clock in the evening. If you need anything, just tell me..."

"Hungry."

Before Skadi could finish her words, Miss White Wolf made her needs clear.

"Cooking is already underway. The dean is in the kitchen right now."

"Ah? Well, the dean cooks personally? Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Bai Lang thought of his previous guess. It was really a bit inappropriate for this old man who looked like Herag to "cook".

"They said that in the hospital, the catering work is usually the responsibility of the dean." Skadi said calmly.

Volume 2: Chapter 94 Azazel Clinic IV

At dinner time, Louisa and the dean were sitting in White Wolf's ward. Skadi ran out at the beginning on the pretext of needing some fresh air, and now no one knew where she was.

Bai Lang hadn't had a proper meal for three days since the natural disaster began, so she enjoyed this meal so much that it even gave the dean the illusion that her cooking skills had improved.

During this time, other patients suddenly arrived. When Louisa heard the sound, she put down her bowl and chopsticks and hurried to get busy.

"If you have anything you want to ask, just ask." As soon as Louisa left, the dean turned around and said to White Wolf.

"Ah! Is it? Is it that obvious?" Bai Lang stuttered. She was quite curious about the identity of the dean and did intend to find an opportunity to ask, but it was a bit scary that the other party guessed her thoughts directly.

"I wasn't sure before, but the look on your face when Louisa left told me that you had something to say."

"Okay, Dean, let me tell you. Actually, I found that you are very similar to an elder I know." Bai Lang considered his words and decided to hint at it first.

Without waiting for the dean to reply, she continued, "The elder's name is Bozhuocasti, and others call him the Patriot."

Sure enough, upon hearing the patriot's name, the dean's expression changed, and a flash of reminiscence flashed across his face, all of which was seen clearly in White Wolf's eyes.

"He is an old friend of mine."

"Then you?"

"No need to test me, I am Heragg." The dean said with emotion, "I didn't expect to hear news about the Patriot now. Did he ask you to come to me?"

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect the other party to reveal his identity so straightforwardly. She nodded blankly, then shook her head violently.

"No, not him, it's someone else."

"Another one?" Hellagur was a little confused.

"Kal'tsit, it's Kal'tsit from Rhodes Island. She asked me to find you." White Wolf said as she took out the card Kal'tsit gave her. At this moment, she suddenly felt that Kal'tsit gave her the card and the task at the same time, and it seemed that there was a reason. "This is the card she gave me, uh, an Ursus bank card, which is only for nobles."

Herag took the card and looked at it carefully, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It's her, Lord. She is still alive?"

The other party's performance and the things he had experienced gave Bai Lang a bad feeling:

Kal'tsit of Rhodes Island, the deceased person mentioned by Lyudmila, the name that Tallulah saw in the file, the lord mentioned by Hellagur, and the core members of the Tower of Babel in the old newspapers may be the same person.

Are there really such people?

She travels between countries, secretly stirring up the situation. We cannot see what she does specifically, but her shadow is left everywhere. Isn't this the Terra version of a strategist?

She remembered a saying that goes like this: 'When one is angry, all the princes are afraid; when one is at peace, the whole world is at peace', but it feels weird to put it here.

No, no, she was overthinking it. Even if it was really the same person, it shouldn't be so exaggerated. She had seen Kal'tsit before, and she didn't look sinister or cunning at all.

Anyway, White Wolf was a little confused now. In response to Herag's question, she just nodded and answered uncertainly: "Yes, she is alive and well."

Ah! How old is she? A thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Herag calmed down, and he asked thoughtfully: "Well, what does the Lord want to talk to me about?"

"She hopes to reach a cooperation with you." Speaking of this, White Wolf became excited again. "In my opinion, the benefits of this kind of cooperation are enormous. Azazel is in need of inhibitors. With the support of Rhodes Island, the survival rate of patients can be improved by several levels."

But Herag's face remained calm, as peaceful as an ancient well. He pondered and said, "The benefits are obvious, but what about the cost?"

The white wolf froze. She hadn't considered this question at all.

"You don't know Kal'tsit very well, do you?" The dean's expression softened, and he explained with a wry smile, "She would never do a business that would lose money. All her decisions were made for a reason. Even if you don't understand it at the time, when you think about it carefully later, everyone will admire her foresight."

Seeing White Wolf's confused look, Hellagur sighed in his heart. He had communicated with White Wolf before and knew that she was a very smart girl, but people like Kal'tsit were too difficult to figure out, so it was normal that he couldn't understand her.

He explained, "No matter what the process was, the result was that you came to Aztler and publicly demonstrated the effects of the inhibitor. Therefore, Aztler has already lost before the cooperation negotiations even started. For the sake of the patients, we can only accept all the conditions that Rhodes Island may offer."

White Wolf finally understood what Hellagur meant, but the process was too horrifying. She just happened to find Hellagur, and just happened to demonstrate the effect of the inhibitor in Aztler, and finally used the card to let Hellagur confirm Kal'tsit's identity. There seemed to be too many coincidences.

If you think about it carefully, the card was given to her by Kal'tsit. Now think about it, giving a card to a noble is not normal in itself. Kal'tsit specifically asked her to take the inhibitor when she left, but the extent of her infection at that time did not require the inhibitor at all.

Judging from the above, what happened this time cannot be completely explained by coincidence; but if it was deliberate, and Kal'tsit had planned everything at the time, this idea is too outrageous and difficult to convince people, after all, there are too many variables involved.

For example, what if I don't find Herager at all? Then the inhibitors and cards she gave me would be useless.

It didn't seem right. If she didn't find it, she could use the card as a salary card, and the inhibitor could be considered as a gift from the other party who cared about her condition. No matter how you think about it, the other party's behavior is reasonable. It was what happened today that made everything seem weird.

Anyway, she seemed to have accidentally put Aztler in a disadvantageous position, so she decided to stand on Hellagur's side and give advice:

"If Rhode Island's conditions are too outrageous, we at least have the right to refuse."