Miss Wolper's Life as an Operator in Rhodes Island

The second pouring of water is when you really start to savor the tea.

The tea taken at the age of 18 is the top-grade Longjing tea.

Before brewing, the tea is flat and smooth, with a light green color, and is uniform and clean.

At a glance, you can even tell that it is the good tea before the Spring Festival.

When the tea leaves are brewed, the bottom of the leaves form a flower, and the tea soup is tender green, clear and transparent, without any impurities.

The aroma also smells fresh and fragrant.

Such high-quality tea is well worth all the effort Feng Ling put into making it, and the complementary tea art will also bring out all the advantages of the tea.

Whether it is the various special training during the maid period, or Xi's teaching to Fengling.

It turns out that learning more talents is useful!

Pour out the tea soup, skim off the foam, and a cup of pure and clear tea is ready.

"Please have some~" Feng Ling served tea with a smile.

"Oh? Looking at your attire, I thought you were a soldier fighting on the front line, but I never thought you had such skills." Sui picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up. "Great! The tea soup can be so fresh and rich, and even taste pleasant and mellow. Such exquisite tea art... interesting."

"Hoohoo~" Feng Ling sat upright and smiled, his ears trembling slightly forward, and his tail swaying left and right behind him. It was obvious that he was in a very happy mood after being praised.

The tea art that can be admired by people of age is not something that Feng Ling has studied for a long time.

Having talent is one thing, but what’s more important is that Dayan’s tea art has been developed for so many years that it can even analyze from scientific principles how to brew tea more perfectly while combining some etiquette.

It is not only pleasing to the eyes, but also allows guests to enjoy a cup of good tea.

Tea art, tea art, in addition to drinking tea, is also an art of appreciation.

Wind chimes are standing on the shoulders of giants that have developed over thousands of years.

Let’s not talk about fighting ability for now.

These things need time to accumulate and settle. Fengling brought this part to the ancient times where it is now, which is really a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Sister Sui is right to say that I am a warrior. In fact, I do spend more time fighting with others outside."

Feng Ling subconsciously reached for her waist, but instead of touching the folding fan that she was so used to, and hearing the ring of the bell, there was only a small fox jade left, which made her feel a little dazed.

But at this time she had another sword accompanying her.

Xi should have made such a plan a long time ago...

Some things, even if not stated explicitly, Feng Ling can guess most of them at this time.

Then...it seems that I will really have to stay here for a long time.

By snapping her fingers instead of waving her folding fan, Feng Ling's outfit of a Rhodes Island operator suddenly changed into a modified skirt dyed in ink.

There is no need to hide in front of the year-old, and it is probably impossible to hide.

This ability made Sui show a playful expression on the spot.

"It seems like you have a lot of secrets. However, I don't care. On the contrary, I am more interested in your dress. Aren't you afraid of being accused of being immoral by wearing this?"

"Since Sister Sui asked me to be the agent, who dares to say anything about me?" Feng Ling put her knowledge into practice and said with a smile, "Besides, for me, this is just a normal outfit. The exposed parts are just to show the most beautiful side of a girl. There is no other meaning. If people are going to say something about this, then let them say it."

"Huh... Haha! Interesting, interesting! You are the most interesting person I have met in recent years! My agent should have such a unique personality!"

The majestic woman showed a look of joy, drank the tea in the cup, put down the cup, clapped her hands and laughed.

Then he looked serious, as if he was going to talk about some serious business.

"If I let you go like this, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen... So, from now on, as long as you are by my side, you can no longer use the name 'Wind Bell'. Sui's agent 'Ling', this is your current identity, act as such."

As Sui finished her words, a golden light flashed on her body.

It seems that the ability of her words coming true has been activated again.

"bell"……

This is my current name.

Although only the surnames have been hidden, under the influence of Sui's ability, Fengling and Sui's agent "Ling" will indeed be distinguished.

As long as the wind chime acts only in the name of "bell" and no one observes the existence of the "wind chime", no one will link them together.

This is a protection for the wind chimes.

At this moment, Feng Ling can act freely outside without worrying about causing adverse effects in time and space.

"You seem to like that sword very much... I happen to have a similar one, so I'll lend it to you temporarily."

Another identical sword of King Gou Wu flew into Feng Ling's hands.

The same.

Feng Ling confirmed this when he got it.

Although Sui didn't say it explicitly, she was obviously aware of some of the situations of Feng Ling, the "time traveler".

And Feng Ling was completely confirmed at this moment.

This is her world.

She exists in the past at this moment.

As Sui's agent "Ling".

There doesn't seem to be much mention of this agent in history books, but he did exist.

Oh my goodness...it turns out this is me? !

Feng Ling had no way of predicting the future of her identity.

"Well~ never mind. It's the same as always, isn't it? Just another wonderful adventure."

Feng Ling wouldn't dwell on such things.

When you don’t know what to do, just take a step forward.

Feng Ling put away the other sword of King Gou Wu and bowed slightly to Sui.

The ending of the year...is completely certain according to historical records.

But at this moment, Sui extended a helping hand to her, and Feng Ling was willing to accompany the god on a journey.

"Thank you, sister Sui... Ling, I will do my best!"

Chapter 331: God's Game 2024-01-05 16:00:02

"Sit down and have tea with me. If you have anything you want to ask me, ask more while I'm in a good mood."

Feng Ling filled Sui's cup with tea, made a cup for herself as well, smiled and slowly sat down, but was in no hurry to speak.

Although the city is surrounded by yellow sand, the scenery inside the courtyard is quite elegant and well maintained.

Seeing that Feng Ling didn't ask any questions, Sui had no reason to rush.

Time passed quietly while basking in the warm sun and drinking tea.

Feng Ling remained silent for a long time, mainly because she wanted to sort out the situation.

If you ask some obvious questions that can be answered with a little thought, it would be too stupid... Although being too smart as a "subordinate" is not a good thing for the superior, Feng Ling positions herself as a supporting role. If she finds that this level will anger Sui, Feng Ling will not say anything more - of course, if it really comes to that, it also means that the two will only ever have a simple and temporary relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Time, what might be happening, one's current goals...these wind chimes were quickly sorted out.

But one thing is still not so clear.

He was now an agent of a great beast, a god.

Although it has not been tried yet, most agents will gain some special abilities or items as a result.

For example, Enya, whom I met before, the holy bell in her hand was given by Yelagund, and it has the function of summoning wind and snow with the help of Yelagund's ability.

Why do gods need agents?

If it was the era in which Feng Ling originally lived, it was probably so that agents could handle trivial matters that the gods themselves were inconvenient to handle, or simply avoided because they were lazy.

And Sister Nian, Xiao Xi and others, in a sense, are actually also a kind of agent.

These agents are formed either by accident or because of the needs of the gods themselves.

But why do we need to use the proxy mechanism when gods are fighting and people are wielding knives against them?

I do have a few guesses, but let me answer them directly!

"Sister Sui, there is one thing I don't understand. From the top of the city wall, I see many soldiers below the city. They should be fighting with the gods at this moment, but why do they have to use such a roundabout way as agents?" Feng Ling asked.

Sui picked up the teacup, shook it slightly to indicate, with a faint smile on his face: "These are the reasons. No matter how you fight, no matter which side you are on, the ultimate goal is to dominate a piece of land. If those guys fight with all their strength, even if they win, I'm afraid that in the end there will be nothing but wasteland, which is naturally meaningless."

Feng Ling nodded. It was easy to understand that the intensity of the conflict was controlled for the sake of interests, and it was in line with her guess.

"But this is just the current situation... If the soldiers here really go to hunt down and kill the gods, they will not care about the agent mechanism."

"There will be a fierce battle, and I will take action and join hands with the people of this land to kill other gods." Sui Hao laughed happily, and the exquisite porcelain cup in his hand was easily crushed. "Those guys who are living off the land should leave now!"

"Sister Sui... although it may not be appropriate for me to ask this... but shouldn't the other gods be of the same clan as you?" Feng Ling faced Sui and asked this question, which has never had a standard answer in history books.

"Ling, you look smart and you don't panic when facing me, but why do you become a little weak when it comes to my guess?" Sui didn't seem to care much about such discussions. "Ling, in your opinion, what do you think counts as 'the same race'?"

"There are only two things that serve as a bond - blood or culture." Feng Ling replied.

"Then do you think that the gods of different shapes and colors are connected by blood or by cultural similarities?" Sui said disdainfully. It seemed that she really did not want to be involved in this kind of relationship with other gods. "The relationship between gods is more like the relationship between nations among humans. Even if they join forces, it is only for the common interests. Just like now, at this point, they are still fighting each other and cannot make a difference!"

“Ahahaha…” Feng Ling smiled helplessly.

The "insignificance" mentioned by Sui Kou... is already to the extent that Dayan will lose all his family assets.

When besieging the gods, no battle is easy, even with the help of Sui.

"From now on, the agency fight will be resolved by you. Do your best. It is common for you to win and lose with other agents. You may even be more likely to lose."

In fact, Feng Ling was quite dissatisfied with the fact that he was only 18 years old.

"Sister Sui, are you so pessimistic about Ling?" Feng Ling said a little angrily, looking very cute.

"Hahaha! It's not that I don't think highly of you. There's no point in saying more. You'll understand the reason after you fight with those agents a few times. If you can really win a few more times... well, I'll give you some extra rewards." Sui was delighted when he saw Feng Ling's expression. "But you probably can't kill those agents. Of course, the same goes for those people. The existence of gods makes the fights between you agents like a game. It's just that the results of the fights will affect the actual interests. With the current foundation of Zhenlong, it's enough for you to lose a few times. Just get used to it slowly."

"Ah...Since Sister Sui said that, I understand a little bit now."

The wind chimes are not stupid.

When Sui mentioned "cannot be killed", she understood why Sui said that.

When a warrior is not afraid of the shackles of death, his combat effectiveness will probably increase exponentially.

Although Sui also mentioned that Feng Ling also doesn't have to worry about dying in battle, this definitely requires adaptation.

And... Feng Ling can't completely change her fighting style because of this.

Otherwise, in the future, without the help of the years old, if the car overturns once, there is no chance of survival.

Drinking tea and chatting always makes time go by quickly.

From Sui's mouth, Feng Ling understood a little more about the current situation.

For example, this place is the newly built war fortress - Yumen.

Of course, this is not exactly the mobile fortress of later generations. At this time, Yumen is still stationed on the ground, specifically used to fight against the gods.

With this as a barrier, humans gained a firm foothold and the capital to communicate with the gods.

It is precisely because all the combatants have their own ideas and need to conserve their energy that this temporary proxy struggle occurs.

However, Sui was reluctant to appoint an agent, which caused Zhenlong to lose some generals.

The appearance of Feng Ling at this moment made Sui feel satisfied and at the same time he decided on an agent. It was also a timely rescue for Zhenlong.

An hour or two passed and it was getting dark.

For gods, their concept of time is still a bit slow, so there won't be any fighting in the next few days. Feng Ling can adapt to life here before going to the battlefield.

Chapter 332 "Bell" and People2024-01-05 16:00:02

dinner time.