Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

Volume 3: Chapter 10 Red Wine

"It's pretty good." White Wolf said casually, "In fact, I seldom come to the beach, and now I think it's really nice."

"Because what you see is a gentle sea."

"That means there are still people with bad tempers."

Skadi nodded: "The sea has many faces."

"Then I like the gentle sea." White Wolf opened a bottle of juice and shouted to the sea, "Cheers to the gentle sea."

The sound of waves came from far away on the sea. When it reached the ears of White Wolf, she turned her head happily and said to Skadi: "Listen, the sea responded to me."

She saw Skadi suddenly show a nervous expression, with eyes wide open, as if listening to something, so she stopped talking and waited quietly for the other party.

After a while, Skadi realized that it was just the sound of waves. She took a long breath and said to the curious white wolf, "Don't play tricks on the sea."

From Skadi's serious expression, White Wolf felt that the other party's words were an important hint, however, she couldn't figure out the reason.

Is it because of sea monsters?

She had heard a lot of stories about sea monsters, but those were just true and false legends, and their credibility was a matter of opinion. Moreover, judging from Skadi's performance, could it be possible that this thing would respond to people?

The more she thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed, so she hoped that her friends around her could give her some advice, but Skadi made it clear that these things could not be discussed.

Bai Lang nodded yes, but the other party's strange behavior had already caught her attention. She kept this matter in mind, thinking that she would study it when she had the chance in the future.

When it was getting dark, they left the coast and went back. After spending the afternoon together, White Wolf had a new understanding of Miss Skadi's character. She found that when she was on vacation, she was just an idle fish, so lazy that she didn't want to move, and so dazed that her mind was not working.

Under Skadi's influence, she spent the second half of the afternoon lazily lying on the beach. She didn't know if it was because she rested too much, but now she felt very sleepy.

After eating something in the restaurant, it was already completely dark. She walked slowly to the door of the dormitory and looked for the door card in her pocket, but she couldn't find it after searching twice. Then she remembered to give the card to Ifrit.

I don’t know where she and Hemer live, Bailang muttered to himself, and took out the communicator, intending to call Hemer.

At this moment, she noticed that the light was on in the next room, so she thought about it, put down the communicator, and walked straight over.

"Knock, knock, knock." She knocked on the door three times, then listened carefully. Seeing no movement in the room, she knocked four or five more times in a row, and this time there were footsteps.

Hua Farin opened the door and was surprised: "This is the first time someone knocks on my door at night."

"Uh, is this anything special?"

"Nothing, nothing." Miss Blood Demon couldn't help but smile, and explained, "I am a Blood Demon, who dares to come here at night?"

"Tsk, what's there to be afraid of? Blood Demon is just Sarkaz. It's not like we haven't seen Sarkaz before." White Wolf said as he casually sat on the sofa, "I have good news to tell you."

"What news?" Huafalin found a bottle of red wine from somewhere and put it on the table.

"Don't you need a blood sample from Skadi? I told her that she will come to you tomorrow, but you are not allowed to come up with bad ideas in the future."

"Ah, really?" Hua Falin stood up excitedly, her red pupils emitting a bewitching light. She couldn't suppress her excitement and said happily, "Then I will use this bottle of red wine that I have treasured for many years to repay you!"

Bai Lang couldn't help but complain: "You were planning to open it anyway, and besides, I don't drink dry red wine."

"We both think alike. I don't like bitter drinks either." Huafalin took out two transparent high-heeled glasses, opened the corks, and poured half a glass for each of them.

The clear red wine in the glass looks like a crystal ruby ​​under the light.

Bai Lang picked up the cup and took a sip, squinting his eyes in satisfaction. This drink with a low alcohol content and a mellow and soft taste is really a good thing.

"Hey, it tastes good."

"It's beautiful too."

"Yes, yes!" Miss Blood Demon said in surprise, "Fallin, you hit the nail on the head. I just like this wonderful color. It makes people intoxicated just by looking at it."

Bai Lang looked at Huafalin in surprise. She felt that the two people actually had different intentions. She simply thought it was beautiful, while the other person seemed to have a little bit of fanaticism.

Huafarin finished the glass in just a few gulps. Instead of refilling it, she stared at the red liquid sliding down the edge of the glass in fascination.

"I've heard that red wine collectors treat these things as treasures and they must taste them in small sips. Your way surprises me." Bai Lang continued to sip his drink and commented on Huafalin's behavior. Even she, a layman in wine tasting, felt that the other party's way of drinking was really wasteful.

"Those people are indeed tasting wine, but I'm different." Huafalin's tone was strange, but Bailang, who was addicted to alcoholic beverages, didn't notice that her own glass was about to be finished, so she picked up the bottle and poured another half glass.

"Warfarin, this wine shouldn't be cheap."

"Who knows? They were all sent by others. During those years, I liked to run around Terra and always received a lot of random things. Later, I don't know who spread the word that I liked red wine, so those guys all sent red wine. I still have a big box of the kind you're drinking, but the year is a little different."

"That's a good gift." Bai Lang smacked her lips happily and took another sip, letting the wonderful taste mixed with alcohol melt on her tongue. After a while, she pointed to the open studio not far away and asked, "Are your medical operators usually busy at home?"

"This depends on the people involved. I basically don't work when I come back. If there are test samples, they will be processed in the laboratory."

"What if the samples haven't been tested yet by evening? Won't they be brought back for processing?"

"You have to work overtime if you don't finish it, and you can't bring it back late at night."

White Wolf poured himself another cup:

"I see you have quite a complete range of equipment in your studio. If it were me, I would just bring the samples back and fix them."

Next, the two drank red wine and talked about everything from Rhodes Island's medical facilities to the operator configuration. During the conversation, they occasionally mentioned Korciel. When Warfarin learned that White Wolf might do business with this person in the future, she gave some advice.

"That girl is a real vampire! She didn't even let me go." These were Huafalin's exact words.

When the wine in the bottle was empty, Bailang planned to leave. She finally asked for Hemer's address and said goodbye to this blood demon lady. She didn't know if it was because of the alcohol, but she always felt that the other party's eyes were much redder than when she first came, and she was getting more and more enthusiastic in entertaining her.

Volume 3: Chapter 11 Letters Terra

As soon as Huafalin sent the white wolf away, she went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. She looked at the increasingly bright red eyes in the mirror and rubbed her temples in distress.

"How on earth did Kluchil do it?!"

She turned back to the living room helplessly, leaned back on the sofa, and seriously thought about the blood demon clan's century-old problem.

Bailang followed Huafalin's instructions and quickly found Hemer's residence. At this time, Ifrit had already gone to bed, and Hemer was studying the medical report while waiting for her. She took the door card, chatted with Hemer for a few words, and then said goodbye and left.

After returning to the dormitory, the first thing she saw when she opened the door was the office, wanting to see how Ifrit was doing.

However, the door was deliberately closed, and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and couldn't help but think of what Hemer said about Ifrit burning furniture when she was anxious.

She immediately began to regret that she shouldn't have handed this matter over to Ifrit. The other party was too young mentally, didn't understand many things, and didn't know what to do. This kind of work, which was a headache even for adults, should be done by herself.

White Wolf's heart was pounding as he took a few steps forward. He pushed the door open unable to bear to look, took a look inside, then quickly stepped back and closed the door again.

She held the door handle with one arm, widened her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked in again.

Don't get me wrong, White Wolf didn't see some horrific scene, but he found it hard to believe because the perfection of the room was so unexpected.

It can be said that although the overall layout is not harmonious and even a bit rough, anyone who takes a look at it will regard it as a study rather than anything else.

The furniture had been arranged, and the original inappropriate objects had been cleared away. From the outside to the inside, the main facilities were brown benches, wooden desks, and large empty rosewood bookshelves.

She was surprised that Ifrit was looking for wooden furniture. It seemed that this girl was very confident in herself!

On the edges of bookshelves and tables, you can still faintly see traces of chalk scratches. Although they have been carefully wiped off, some traces are still retained.

She couldn't help but think of Ifrit squatting on the ground, with a piece of chalk in one hand and a rag in the other, racking her brains to arrange the layout: put the bookshelf here, put the stool there, no, no, the stool must be put here, still not okay, it's blocking the table, oops, erase it and redraw it!

She thought of Ifrit's little follower, the silly little Ceob. How could these two little guys be so powerful? She sat on the main wooden chair, propping up the golden sandalwood table with her elbows, her chin resting on her palms, her heart filled with a wonderful sense of happiness.

After a while, she found another piece of paper in the drawer. On the front was a math homework with all C's, and on the back was a message from Ifrit to her.

It was written in crooked handwriting: Xiaoke and Mibo helped with moving things, but Lucille didn't charge them. Mel helped with looking at the drawings, but he didn't do a very good job. I'm so tired. I'm going to go back and get some sleep.

The only thing that was not mentioned above was what Ifrit had done himself. It only mentioned that he had done a bad job. However, Bai Lang could read the other party's reserved and proud sense of complacency.

She couldn't help but smile. This child was usually very proud and wanted everyone to call her Lady Ifrit, but now that she had done something worthy of pride, she became humble instead.

The interesting thing is, she knows that at Ifrit's age, modesty actually implies the greatest pride and also means wanting to hear more praise.

She was pleasantly surprised at the girl's growth, but couldn't wait to praise her to the sky. When she thought of Ifrit's pride and satisfaction when she wrote the note, and her anticipation of being praised, she felt like a hundred little ants crawling around in her heart.

She felt like an elder who saw her child achieve success and was extremely happy and gratified.

She decided to knock on Hemer's door early tomorrow morning.

Perhaps due to psychological factors, the next day, Bai Lang unexpectedly woke up early and finished washing up at 7 o'clock. Since it was still early, she sat in the study, opened her phone, and opened the Rhodes Island Forum, planning to go out later.

Ifrit's note was still on the table. She took a look at it and curiously searched the name on the note in the forum.

She knew about Kal'tsit, and Kal'tsit must have mentioned her to the other party. These furniture should be considered as purchased on credit, and she just needs to pay them back when the time comes.

She had some impression of the name Mel, and it seemed to be related to Rhine Life. She was probably acquainted with Ifrit before. This person could also be searched in the forum. Many people asked her to help repair things. She should be a mechanic.

Mibo is a very strange person. She cannot be found no matter what she is searched for. She is probably a veteran lurker who never posts any messages.

Also, is Xiao Ke very strong? Those furnitures are not light, maybe it was that Mi Bo who moved them? Who is this Mi Bo? There are only a few people who can have a good relationship with Ifrit.

She suddenly noticed that her private message column was marked with a yellow exclamation mark, so she clicked it and saw a message from an account with the ID Amiya:

Miss White Wolf, Louisa will go to Azazel in Che City this afternoon. I hope you can provide a letter of introduction and Louisa will discuss the details of the cooperation.

The time is 5:20 in the morning.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart and replied to Amiya with a "received" using her own "White Wolf" account.

Looking at the other party's time signature, she suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt for her idle behavior. As if to atone for her sins, she immediately went to the living room to get the paper and pen provided by Rhode Island, spread them on the desk, thought for a while, and started to complete the task.

Dear Dean:

Sincerely, White Wolf. The cooperation agreement with Rhodes Island has been approved by Lord Kelsey. The overall situation is as agreed upon at the beginning. The specific details will be arranged by Miss Louisa. Due to my illness, I am unable to travel far. I hope you will forgive me. If you have other important matters, please communicate by letter.

——Rhodes Island in October of the year 1095 in the Terran calendar.

This could barely be considered a letter of introduction. Bai Lang put down her pen and nodded at what she had just written. She felt that if she wrote seriously, her handwriting would actually be quite pleasing to the eye. However, as soon as she started writing, it became the Yan country style. Writing a letter was really a bit strange.

Well, it's better to give this to Amiya in the morning, and ask for a dozen envelopes by the way. In a place like Terra where there is only an intercity LAN, letters are an indispensable means of communication, and they will definitely be useful in the future.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. She folded the letter in half, put it in her pocket, and went to open the door for the guest.

Volume 3: Chapter 12 Growth

Standing at the door was Researcher Hemer, who seemed to be in low spirits.

"Good morning, Farina. Ifrit asked if you would like to have dinner together."

"Sure, where is she?"

"I'll go to the restaurant with Xiao Ke first."

"Then let's go too." Bai Lang had just finished the work at hand, so he locked the door and followed Hemer to the restaurant.

"Didn't you get enough rest last night?" She saw Hemer yawning, so she asked as she walked.

Hemer shook his head. "It has to do with habit. I used to sleep in the early morning and get up at noon to work. After coming to Rhode Island, I have a lot of cooperation and communication with other researchers, so I adjusted my work and rest schedule to be the same as others, but I am never used to this time every morning."

She yawned again as she spoke: "Generally speaking, I feel more energetic after eating."

White Wolf hummed, and then asked, "You've been in Rhodes Island for so long, how do you feel now?"

"Speaking of this, Farina, what you said at the time was not quite the same as the actual situation." Hemer held his eyes, as if he was no longer sleepy.

"Uh, um, is there...?" Bai Lang felt uneasy. She was suspected of deliberately beautifying Rhode Island in order to complete the task assigned by Frank.

"Yes, you spoke as if everyone in Rhodes Island was like you. I was so happy for a long time. I thought I didn't have to worry about Ifrit anymore."

"Hehe, actually there are a lot of good people in Rhodes Island."

"That's right, Farina, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, I really thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing Ifrit and I to come here. Although many facilities in Rhodes Island are not perfect, they are enough to support the research project of mineralogy. The most important thing is that there is no intrigue like Rhine Life here. Alas, I am just an ordinary researcher who wants to do research steadily. That kind of place is really not suitable for me. There is only..."

She paused here and changed to a deliberate, relaxed tone:

"Ifrit has made a lot of friends now, and I can live happily. I have no regrets."

When they reached the door of the restaurant, Ifrit saw the two of them from inside and jumped up and down, waving and shouting, "Hemer, Farina, we are here."

The two walked side by side into the restaurant. Bai Lang took a step forward and took over the task of taking orders.

Although it was just breakfast, she still followed the agreement between herself and little Ceobe and arranged a feast for her alone. Her style of doing what she said without delay immediately won the little girl's favor, which could be seen from the frequency of her tail wagging.

However, the price seemed a bit too high. When she was paying the bill, she found out that it cost her nearly a thousand Longmen coins to feed Xiao Ke once. Let's not talk about this for now. At this moment, the White Wolf at the dining table was praising his new study to Hemer in a roundabout way.

She swore that the layout of the study was ingenious and she liked it very much. While speaking, she had been secretly observing Ifrit, whose face was flushed with excitement. After she was satisfied, she finally announced the answer, saying that the layout of the study was arranged by the chief designer Ifrit in collaboration with Xiao Ke and others.

Hemer was so shocked that she even stopped eating. She looked at Farina who was sitting next to her in confusion, with a look on her face that clearly said, "Are you talking about Ifrit? Are you kidding?"

White Wolf smiled and nodded.

A flash of surprise flashed across Hemer's face. She looked deeply at Ifrit, who was nervous and expectant, and nodded with a smile: "Well done."

"Really?" Ifrit crossed her hands, then loosened them and leaned on the stool, feeling so happy that she was at a loss for words. She blushed and said shyly, "I only did a little bit, and Xiao Ke helped a lot."

When Keobe heard her name, she shook her ears and raised her head. She was holding a half-eaten cookie in her hand, and her mouth was still working hard. When she saw that nothing was wrong, she continued to devour the cake tirelessly.