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Chapter 9 Stepping through the snow in the mountains

The light-colored boots made a slight sound when they stepped on the snow. The girl could clearly feel the feeling under her feet. The fluffy snow was pressed to the ground, and then there was a cold feeling, just like stepping on shaved ice.

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The snow piles in the mountains and forests are relatively thick, almost half a meter high, but fortunately they are not as high as Lorraine Hill's knees, otherwise it would be more difficult for her to walk in the snow.

There was a breeze blowing in the mountains, and the snow had lightened up. Only scattered bits were still flying. Occasionally, it blew on her cheeks, and it felt like cold sand brushing against her skin. The girl pulled the hat on her head and tilted it slightly.

, covering the wind and snow on that side.

The shape of the hat is just like the witch in the fairy tale, with a large brim and pointed and slightly curved corners. However, in order to match the white winter skirt, the hat is also white, with only an ice blue ribbon on the body.

As a decorative embellishment, it makes it look less monotonous.

The hat was made by Lorraine Hill himself, and it was made of pure white star-patterned cloth that he woven himself. Because I have been free recently, I wanted to make something by myself.

In fact, she had failed two before because of lack of experience and the unsightly shape and size. It was not until she was wearing the third one that she was satisfied. She didn't think too much about it when she first tried it, but after wearing it, she found that it was unexpectedly good.

The large brim of the hat can block the falling snowflakes from falling on the cheeks and neck. With the hat covering the head, the head also feels very warm, and the body does not get hot and the head feels cold like before, which is more uncomfortable.

After the hat was finished, Lorraine Hill looked at himself in the mirror for a while, turned around, and felt that something was missing. Then he ran to the amber maple tree and broke off a branch. After cutting it, he made a

I held the cane and turned it around a few times in my hand. When paired with this outfit, it looked like the white witch in the fairy tale.

She also tried flying on a wooden stick at first, but then she found it a little weird, because she could take out the wooden stick at any time and put it aside, because her flight was driven by the atmosphere instead of the wooden stick, but this way

It would be like flying on an air chair, which looked weird, so I decided not to sit on a stick.

This time I also wanted to experience the feeling of hiking in the mountains again.

People are actually very interesting creatures. If you do something you like for a long time, you will become a little curious and want to try new things. Lorraine Hill has been flying in the forest before, and it still takes a long time to walk through the forest by himself.

It happened in the past, when she just woke up.

In fact, she also thought about this question later, why was she lying there and what was her origin.

Is it time travel? But my previous life was not like this.

Is it body seizing? After becoming a transcendent, she ruled out this possibility, because her soul and body are extremely compatible, even far better than ordinary people.

For example, the body and soul are like screws and nuts. If you are not your original body, there will be a strong rejection reaction, which will be a damage to both parties.

Ordinary people can say that the body and soul are born at the same time, and there may be a slight difference.

But in her words, it feels more like there is a soul first, and then the body is born from the soul as a template, so the fit is more than 100%, almost seamless.

But who would do such a thing, and who could do it? There are no gods that have survived and existed in this world. The Mercury Dynasty has existed for nearly a thousand years, and it has only obtained some vague legends from the elves. It is said that

Before the age of giants and dragons, there were gods in this world, and they created many creatures.

However, this is just a legend. Apart from a small amount of written and oral inheritance, there are still no cultural relics or relics that can prove that such powerful beings existed in the world. Even witches with long lifespans mostly only reach Sequence 9.

This limit has not been broken.

If she was created, then there must be some purpose or mission. The girl walked in the snow and slowly thought about it in her heart.

The only thing she could grasp was the system in her consciousness. She once thought that the system was omnipotent, but later she gradually discovered that it was not. This system could not change the world, nor could it create physical objects. It was closer to a system.

An observation and guidance function.

It will give you some guidance and assistance, but will not interfere with your own thoughts and opinions. It seems to want you to have more contact with and think about the world, and then wait quietly for you to make a choice.

Perhaps one day, it will reveal its final mission.

First, we passed through the towering redwood forests. The redwoods in these forests are one or two hundred meters high. The dense shade of the trees blocks most of the sky, so there are very few shrubs under the shade, making it easier to walk.

After climbing over a few more hills and turning around a few more turns, Lorraine Hill set foot on the path opened in the mountains, and it was not far from the city of the Rabbit Ears tribe.

The world is decorated with white snow, and there are very few carriages on the spacious roads. Although the traffic in several cities within the Rabbit Ears tribe is still smooth, the roads communicating with the outside world are not good because they are newly opened and are very difficult to walk.

When the mountains were closed by heavy snow, there were not many tourists and business travelers left in the Tixilan Mountains, and most of them went back to their hometowns to rest.

The natural attributes of winter always make people tend to reduce activities and rest at home to reduce consumption.

By the time Lorraine Hill stepped into the gate of Snake Killing City, it was already almost noon. The bluestone brick huts in the city had white smoke rising from the chimneys, and occasionally you could smell the aroma of rice coming from the homes next to them.

Boom, boom, boom.

The girl did not go to the city lord's mansion, but went directly to the school door and knocked on the door.

An aunt opened the door and was a little confused at first. She was shocked when she saw Lorraine Hill lift the brim of her hat and reveal her face. When she was about to bow her head and salute, she was interrupted by the girl.

"Aunt Monica, no need, I'm just here to take a quick look today."

"Yes, Your Highness. You go inside and sit down for a while. I'll go find Mira." Facing Lorraine Hill, this aunt was still a little nervous. She was afraid that she would make a mistake or not be liked by the adults. After settling the girl, she was ready to go immediately.

Go to the classroom and ask Mira to come over.

"No, I'll go directly."

Lorraine Hill took off his hat, shook the snow off it, straightened his clothes a little, and then softly dissuaded him.

Passing through the corridor in the courtyard and heading towards the classroom, the grass outside the guardrail was piled with last night's snow, part of which began to melt in the sun, revealing the green grass blades below. Lorraine Hill walked on the stone bricks, and could occasionally see

I heard the sound of studying and reading coming from the classroom.

How nostalgic, the girl thought to herself, and just as she was about to knock on the door, a neat voice came from behind the door.

"Dignity is not a charity. You have to fight for it yourself. Only by taking action can you wash away the bad things of the past. This is how we become stronger."

The very familiar words, Lorraine Hill seemed to remember something, and he put down his hand that was about to knock on the door, with a slightly shy look on his cheeks.

What a shameful thing for a middle school student, but it was read out by everyone.


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