My job list is full of alien girls.

Chapter 34 A girl's blush is better than any dirty talk

Rod clung to the edge of the bathtub, his face just inches from the water.

The dim light of the oil lamp shone into the bathtub, where a layer of fine oil floated on the surface, shimmering with a faint iridescent sheen, and swayed gently with the ripples.

He frowned, lightly touched the surface of the water with his finger, and the oil immediately dispersed and then quickly gathered together again.

"So that's what it was, no wonder it smells so good."

He said, "How could Alina have such a strong smell after just taking a shower?"

In my memory, when they slept together, I could only smell a faint fragrance of grass and trees; I never noticed such a strong body odor.

"Speaking of which... besides light, maybe methods like smell and sound would work too?" Rhodes thought to himself, recalling his adventure in the sewers.

Just then, Alina's excited voice rang out from behind.

"What are you going to do to my bathwater?!"

She rushed in and grabbed Rod, who was clinging to the edge of the bathtub, shouting:

"Don't drink it! Don't drink my bathwater!"

"ha?"

Rod turned to look at her, bewildered, not understanding what the woman was babbling about.

Her wet, golden hair clung to her cheeks and neck, a few strands sticking to her flushed face. Glistening water droplets slid down her beautifully shaped jawline and rolled into her delicate collarbone, leaving a shallow water mark.

She was wearing a beige linen nightgown, a common style in Misty City. The fabric was already sparse, and it was slightly translucent from the moisture on her body.

The dim light of the oil lamp shone through the thin fabric, casting a soft glow that made the skin appear as white as jade and subtly outlined the girl's slender, well-proportioned, and shapely figure.

Her eyes were wide open, as if she were looking at a heinous pervert, and she grabbed Rod's arm tightly with both hands and dragged him backward.

"You..." Rod looked her up and down for a moment, then squinted and asked, "Is the quality of this dress you bought... not very good?"

"what?"

"She's exposed."

Upon hearing Rhodes' words, Alina paused slightly, instinctively looking down in the direction of his gaze.

The linen nightgown was half-transparent from the moisture on her body, and the fabric clung tightly to her skin at the chest, clearly revealing her snow-white skin and even making the curves and shapes of her chest quite obvious.

She shuddered, her face flushed red all the way to her ears, and even her neck and the tips of her ears turned pink.

"ah--!"

Alina released her grip on Rhodes's hand, then tightly hugged her chest, too embarrassed to speak.

"Don't worry," Rod said, glancing at her casually.

"Your body proportions are excellent, and your body fat percentage is moderate. The only issue is that you have a bit too much fat in your chest, which might slightly affect your shooting. But you don't need to feel ashamed. All other data are very good. Overall, you are strong, healthy, and robust."

Overall, I would give it a slightly above-large.

"After all, there's still a lot of room for improvement in strength and stamina," Rhodes said, tilting his head slightly. "But it could also be related to your race and profession..."

"You, you..."

Alina's face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp, all traces of shame vanished, and all that remained in her heart was the purest greeting to Rhodes.

Is this guy out of his mind?

"&%￥#……"

Rod was completely oblivious to her impending outburst. He turned to the bathtub, drained the used bathwater, and added freshly boiled water.

"By the way, what did you use when you took a shower?" He turned to Alina, who was still there, and asked, "It smells so good."

"Floral essential oils," Alina hesitated for a moment before answering instinctively, then asked somewhat guiltily, "What's wrong?"

For some reason, I always felt a subtle sense of shame when Rod found out I was using this kind of thing.

"Do you have any other flavors, like fragrant cheese or roast meat?" Rod asked, stroking his chin.

What ordinary rats like to eat, the rat-men in the sewers should also like, right?

"Huh?" Alina was stunned. "Does anyone really make essential oils with that kind of scent? Wouldn't it make your mouth water?"

"Yes, that's the effect we wanted," Rod said, propping himself up and climbing into the bathtub. He then turned to Alina. "Actually, there's something I've been wanting to ask..."

"What?"

When Alina saw him soaking in the bathtub, she instinctively wanted to look away, but fearing he was about to say something important, she could only look at him with shifty eyes.

"Are you planning to watch me take a shower?"

Rhodes removed the last of his clothes and threw them out of the bathtub:

"I admit that my body is indeed superior to yours in some ways, but you don't need to belittle yourself, nor do you need to feel inferior about your body..."

"Sometimes you need to have some self-confidence," Rod paused, "though you're a half-elf, so this doesn't seem to apply to you..."

He continued talking to himself, and at this moment,

A girl's blush is more powerful than any filth.

"Hey, why is your face so red? Are you embarrassed by me?"

Before he could finish speaking, Alina coldly grabbed her clothes and slammed the door shut as she left.

boom--

"call……"

When Rhodes returned after a refreshing shower, Alina was already lying in bed resting with her eyes closed.

Moonlight fell on her hair, most of her long golden hair was spread out on the pillow, with a few strands hanging down her neck, swaying gently with her breathing.

Her neck, exposed outside the blanket, was slender and fair, like the finest mutton fat jade, with fine bluish veins faintly visible beneath her skin.

Despite inheriting some of the exquisite features of an elf, she was frowning the whole time, as if someone owed her money.

Seemingly sensing Rhodes's arrival, her breathing quickened, her long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest rose and fell noticeably, as if she had not truly fallen asleep.

"you……"

Rod instinctively wanted to say something, but then he saw her suddenly move, changing from a lying position to facing away from him, her long golden hair flowing down her body.

"Um……"

Rod squinted at the tightness of her golden hair being pulled down beneath him, opened his mouth but ultimately didn't ask.

Sleeping with such long hair on your head, doesn't your scalp hurt?

……

……

The next morning

The sun was high in the sky, and the thin mist over Misty City had not yet completely dissipated when a man dressed as a green-clad ranger appeared near the slums in the south of the city.

"Buying supplies is such a hassle..."

The person who arrived was none other than Rod.

Compared to his usual transformed attire, he now had a satchel on his waist, containing cheese, fresh meat, and other food he had just bought that morning, as well as a string of bells that were wrapped up and wouldn't make a sound.

Touching the Ring of Nature on my hand, I noticed its surface was engraved with intricate leaf patterns and felt cool to the touch.

"This is the [Ring of Nature]. Wearing it will enhance your perception of your surroundings, allowing you to better conceal yourself, and it can also dispel the hostility of low-level monsters to some extent. It's very useful for a ranger like you who frequently roams the forest."

Remembering what the mage Milan had said, Rhodes infused some magic into it and immediately felt that his perception of his surroundings had become much stronger.

"Hopefully this thing will work..."

He took out the map again, glanced at the location, memorized the nearby sewer entrances, and then arrived near the location where he had been reminded to set off for new materials yesterday. He jumped down from there.

After all, he had already taken the opportunity to walk around the surrounding area to make sure that he hadn't triggered any system notifications.

As soon as he jumped into the sewer, a stench of silt and rotting matter hit him.

"vomit--!"

Alina mentally gagged, her voice trembling, "This stench is unbearable! Are we really going to be looking for someone here?"

"Bear with it."

Rod walked forward without changing his expression, the dirty water under his feet reaching above his ankles, making a sticky crunching sound. "I'll leave once I find the material, at most an hour."

The walls were covered with slippery, dark green moss, and water droplets constantly seeped from the cracks in the stone overhead, dripping onto the ground.

The Ring of Nature emitted a faint green light, and the poisonous insects and flying insects that were originally restless all kept their distance.

Before Alina could fully adjust, Rhodes suddenly stopped.

"There are monsters, three of them."

He could clearly sense three heavy breaths in the darkness, as well as the harsh sound of claws scraping against the stone.

"Should we fight?" Alina immediately tensed up. "Three shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No need, it's a waste of energy."

Rod pulled a wooden arrow from his quiver, tied a piece of sliced ​​cheese to the shaft with a rope, and the aroma of cheese instantly filled the air, overpowering the surrounding stench.

He drew back his elven longbow, the bowstring taut, and aimed deep into the passage on the right.

whoosh-

The arrow shot out with a whoosh and landed precisely on the distant stone wall.

Two seconds later, they heard a series of hurried footsteps and a sharp scream from the other side.

Attracted by the aroma, the three ratmen raced headlong toward the arrow without even looking back.

"Wow, it really works!" Alina exclaimed in surprise. "No wonder you suddenly bought these things."

Whether encountering a lone rat or a swarm of ratmen, Rhodes can lure them away with cheese and a clear bell, and it always works.

"These ratmen are disgusting," Alina shuddered as she looked at a ratman in the distance gnawing on an unidentified object. "They're covered in mud and drooling yellowish-green saliva. Just looking at them makes me want to vomit."

"They eat corpses," Rod said without turning his head. "You won't find any intact corpses in the sewers; they've probably all been gnawed on."

"Stop talking!" Alina wailed, "I really feel like throwing up!"

Just then, Rod suddenly stopped and unconsciously muttered to himself.

"Someone is coming."

The dull sound of footsteps and the clanging of armor came from the passage ahead, echoing long in the empty sewers, mixed with a few muffled words.

Rod immediately dodged into a narrow side passage, pulled down his hood, and held his breath.

Before long, the torchlight illuminated the path ahead.

Four guards in rusty armor led the way, carrying torches to dispel the surrounding darkness.

They were surrounding a woman in the middle wearing a purple pointed mage's hat, who was Milan.

"She looks familiar..." Rhodes, hiding in the shadows, stared at the hat for a moment, then paused. "Have we seen her before?"

"It's Milan," Alina couldn't help but complain, "You've already forgotten about her?"

Rod dared not utter a sound.

Milan remained languid, the staff in her hand emitting a faint purple glow, ensuring her clothes remained spotless even as she walked through the filthy sewers.

Seeing her calm and unhurried demeanor, the tall guard at the front finally couldn't help but speak, his tone heavy and anxious:

"Lord Milan, can we hurry up?"

"That demonic bastard has been identified; he's hiding in this filthy place. We should capture him as soon as possible..."

"What does that have to do with me?" Milan interrupted coldly, already impatient.

"It's you who need to arrest them, not me," she sneered. "I'm just helping you find them for the reward. Whether you find them or not is your problem."

"But Lord Lucius clearly made an agreement with you..." the sullen guard said, growing increasingly anxious, "If we let that wanted Papal criminal roam freely throughout the city..."

"What does that have to do with me?" Milan's voice turned cold as she stopped and gave him a cold look. "Our agreement is that I will assist you in finding people without interfering with my investigation."

"Besides, your Holy Light keeps saying that the person you're looking for is right here. Who knows if your intelligence is wrong? You're wasting my time and energy."

Gao Weibing's face instantly turned bright red, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He opened his mouth to argue, but someone next to him grabbed his arm hard.

"Oh dear! Lord Milan, please don't take it to heart!"

A sly-looking fellow immediately sidled up, his face plastered with a smug, almost oily smile.

"This kid's just a greenhorn, he's only been in the guard unit a few days and doesn't know the rules. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart!"

Milan, however, wasn't having any of it and retorted without hesitation, "Who do you think you are, to talk to me like that?"

Upon hearing this, the guard's smile faltered, but remembering the task assigned to him, he still nodded and bowed, saying:

"Yes, yes, yes! You're right!"

The torchlight gradually faded into the distance, and the footsteps and voices slowly grew quieter, eventually disappearing around the corner of the passage.

Rod peeked out from the fork in the road and breathed a sigh of relief once he was sure they were far away.

"The person they're looking for, could it be the same one from before..." Alina's voice finally rang out again from the consciousness space.

"It should be," Rod replied.

The two looked at each other in silence. After searching in the sewers for a while without success, Rhodes began to ponder and even doubted whether there was any material for his fusion here.

Could it be a system error?

Why can't he sense anything?

"A sense...could it be?"

Rod suddenly thought of a possibility.