Miss Wolper's Life as an Operator in Rhodes Island

Fengling quickly arranged for Linglan to go to bed, but still agreed to let Linglan sleep in her bed... although the reason made Fengling very embarrassed.

"You actually said that I have a sweet scent... No way! No way!"

The corridor at night was already very quiet.

Feng Ling walked in the corridor, grabbing his tail in disbelief, but he could not detect any such smell.

Pushing open the soundproof door of the bar, soothing music was playing inside.

Only on Saturday nights will this place become a noisy bar, allowing operators who like excitement to have a party here. On weekdays, it is still a quiet bar mainly for rest and chatting.

"Oh, here it comes! Our big Miss Wolper!"

Huang waved to Feng Ling at the bar.

Feng Ling walked over, tidied his tail with ease, and sat down.

"A mojito, please."

After ordering drinks from the bar, I asked for some snacks.

"Why, is the taste so light today? Why not just order some juice!" Huang took his glass of dark, bubbling wine and took a big sip.

"Sister, isn't that also soda? Why are you laughing at me?" Feng Ling mocked unceremoniously.

Of course, it is not pure soda, but a cocktail based on rum.

"Well, we still have training tomorrow. Let's have a drink and have a good sleep." Huang said awkwardly.

The wine Fengling ordered was not difficult to mix and was delivered quickly.

There were still quite a few familiar people in the bar, sitting in groups of three or four.

Ace, Scout and the others were sitting in a corner with a large beer in front of them. They drank slowly while seemingly discussing work.

Instructor Doberman was also there, but his cheeks were slightly red and he seemed to be a little tipsy.

Opposite her was Lin Guang, who had joined Rhodes Island for some time, and sitting next to Lin Guang was Shining.

There are operators that Feng Ling is familiar with in other places.

On this quiet night, operators who do not seek to get drunk but just want to adjust their daily lives often appear here, have a drink, and then greet the next day's work with full energy.

Everyone had already seen Feng Ling coming in.

Holding up the cup and slightly gesturing, Feng Ling took a small sip.

In a place like this, there is no need for any cumbersome greetings. Everyone comes here to relax, and that is enough.

"Why did I feel like you were acting weird when I walked in today? You were even pulling your tail." Huang asked casually.

There is nothing else to talk about, so we can just chat casually and naturally talk about anything.

"That... just asking... well... although it's really embarrassing..." Feng Ling scratched her cheek, thinking of Ling Lan's words just now, her pretty face flushed slightly, "After I drink, will there be a special smell on my body?"

The bar was quiet, and even if it was embarrassing, the sound was loud enough for everyone to hear.

"""have!"""

There were several responses in succession, all of them were friends that Feng Ling was very familiar with.

The wind chimes chimed and her entire face turned red.

Chapter 159 Graduation

Although it is not really a strange smell, but a sweet fragrance that makes people feel comfortable, girls will definitely be shy if they suddenly know such a thing.

"Oh, I always thought you knew it yourself, or you used some perfume." Huang was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "So that's not the case... Then how did you suddenly know this?"

Feng Ling waved her hand shyly and said helplessly: "It was Linglan who told me, otherwise I really wouldn't know."

"Sniff~sniff~"

When Feng Ling looked at Huang, she felt her hair being lifted up and she sniffed it a few times.

"Oh oh! Yes, that's indeed the smell! And it feels a little stronger than before! Hahahaha!"

The person behind him laughed and took a piece of potato chips from the snack plate in front of Feng Ling.

Then I returned a thousand-layer puff pastry.

Of course it is Lapland.

He sat carelessly at the bar seat on the other side of the wind chime, holding a glass of orange wine.

Since coming to Rhodes Island, Lappland has rarely appeared in public, and many missions are carried out alone.

However, the bar is indeed one of the public places where Lapland appears most frequently.

After Lappland interrupted, the atmosphere naturally became a lot more relaxed. Fengling didn't hesitate to pick up the mille-feuille that Lappland gave her and took a bite.

The puff pastry was slightly over-baked, causing the crispiness to turn into a hard crunch, which also has a unique flavor.

The filling inside is slightly sweet and seems a bit greasy, but it is okay when paired with some wine.

"How does it taste? Please give your evaluation?"

Lappland's expression actually showed some anticipation.

"Hmm? You didn't make this yourself, did you, Lappland?"

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment.

Laplander grinned, his meaning was self-evident.

The hands that were originally used only for killing are now trying to do things they would never do in the past.

Start with a simple thing and gradually get in touch with a new life.

For example, make your favorite dessert.

Of course, Lappland's personality meant that she didn't need hypocritical flattery, so Feng Ling raised the problem directly.

"I think you were a little impatient when baking. The oven probably wasn't fully preheated when you put the dough in. The temperature was probably a little high, which made the product a little brittle and hard. For the filling, maybe you could reduce the sugar content? It should taste better this way!"

After all, Feng Ling grew up independently, and he had done a lot of jobs along the way, so he had some understanding of these things.

"I can only say that there is still a lot of room for improvement, Lapland!"

"Okay! I'll try again next time I come back from the mission!" Lappland nodded, then looked at his hands, and his wild smile softened a little. "For me, this is much more difficult than making another kind of 'Mille-Feuille'."

"Okay, okay, you're still being pretentious. How long have you been practicing with those swords? How long did it take you to bake this thousand-layer puff pastry to this level? It's all technical work, so keep up the good work!" Feng Ling raised his wine glass and clinked it with Lappland's.

The atmosphere in this quiet bar gradually became lively.

"It seems that this is not the right time to discuss work."

"Indeed, tomorrow is our day off, right? Let's drink! Don't just sit here. I don't want to stare at you."

"……Row."

Ace and Scout quickly picked up the cups in front of them and went to sit at Doberman's table.

Doberman looked a little relaxed today. His slightly tipsy cheeks were a little flushed, and he was playing with a stainless steel table knife in his hand.

"You've had a little too much to drink today, Doberman."

As soon as he sat down, Ace greeted Lin Guang and Shining, then spoke to Doberman.

"It's just a rare opportunity to relax."

There was a tone of relief in Dubin's answer.

Looking at Feng Ling talking enthusiastically with her friends, Lin Guang, as a bystander, smiled and said, "Doberman was worried that Feng Ling would leave Rhodes Island before, and he was depressed for a long time, but now he is relieved."

"Don't tear me down, Lin Guang."

Doberman stretched his body vigorously and cursed with a smile.

Although he has not been here for very long, Lin Guang has been praised by all the operators of Rhodes Island for his strength and virtue.

Although he has not yet been awarded the title of elite operator, Lin Guang has been assigned to the elite group numbered "E", and is naturally more familiar with the elite operators and instructors like Doberman.

"As a company, it's normal for Rhodes Island to have people coming and going. But it would be a pity if Feng Ling really left," said Ace.

"Feng Ling has changed a lot since she came back this time." Scout glanced at Feng Ling and then looked away, "I mean... in terms of strength."

"So strong that it makes you cautious?" Ace's observation ability is weaker than Scout, who specializes in this field, but he knows Scout. When Scout says this, it often means that if Feng Ling is the opponent, Scout's success rate is no longer 100%.

"It's a kind of intuition, but it has saved my life many times." Scout nodded in confirmation, "You have to know that there are still many things in this land that cannot be solved by guns and bullets alone."

"Stop it, stop it. You two are so boring. You're talking about fighting again! I thought you had come to your senses, Scout, and would pay attention to the pretty side of girls. I was overthinking it!"

Du Bin said impatiently, waving his hands, "If it doesn't work, go and fight Feng Ling directly afterwards. Anyway, the intensity of her training now should be controlled by her herself. I can only give some suggestions."

"You're not her instructor anymore?"

Hearing Ace's question, Doberman supported his cheek and took a deep sip from the straw in front of him. The spicy and smoky-flavored liquor slid into his mouth.

"This is beyond the understanding of an instructor like me...it's time for her to graduate."

"Oh, Instructor Doberman is going to kick me out now?"

He held three bottles of beer in one hand, a total of six bottles, and placed them steadily on the table.

Feng Ling then pulled a seat over and sat down, greeting everyone present one by one.

"Why, do you still want to stay in my Novice Village?"

Facing Feng Ling's smiling teasing, Doberman retorted.

"It's been a year. You learn quickly and have completed all the courses. You shouldn't stay with me any longer."

"Okay, I understand this! I will have to go on some dangerous missions with you guys later, right? I've already prepared myself mentally."

Feng Ling pushed the beer in front of everyone.

"Well, I'll toast to you all!"

"From now on, please give me your guidance!"

He drank it all in one gulp with great pride.

"Hoo~"

Feng Ling smiled, with a slight blush on her pretty face due to drinking.

Chapter 160 Huafalin: "Don't scare me, old lynx!"

"Uh-huh?!"

Huang lost his balance and the heavy sword for training in his hand was almost knocked out of his hand.

Feng Ling moved away, stood far away, fingers together, arms in front of the body.

Although he was sweating profusely, his breathing was steady and he looked very relaxed.

It is not actual combat training, and naturally no lethal weapons will be used. It is more of a daily warm-up.

Huang naturally couldn't use her chainsaw, so she chose the heavy sword as a substitute.

It had been a long time since they had a sparring match, and Huang suffered a loss right at the start.

Feng Ling and Huang have a lot of daily sparring sessions, and they have indeed gotten used to each other's rhythm.

"Hum~"

Feng Ling had a smug smile on her face, looking very cunning.

The tail behind her was shaking with excitement, and her fox ears were trembling slightly. Her cuteness made people realize that although her temperament had changed a little, she was still the active Feng Ling before.

In the past, as an opening greeting, Feng Ling would usually start with a heavy punch, try to knock down the opponent as much as possible, and then gradually erode the opponent to win.

Because of her excellent physical fitness and deceptive appearance, this set of fighting tactics is naturally very effective when facing opponents she meets for the first time.

But today, the sudden change in pace caught Huang off guard.

Instead of launching a heavy punch, Feng Ling chose to attack directly at close range. The swift and precise punches forced Huang to parry hastily.

The heavy sword can be used as a shield for blocking, but the consumption of physical strength is much greater than Feng Ling's punch.