During the rather sumptuous lunch, Mia's behavior was both friendly and politely courteous.

To outsiders, their relationship appeared to be that of a normal employer and employee.

But whether it was when she first met him and cried out for help, or now she brought him directly into her home.

All of this made Gu Xinghe realize that the relationship between the two of them was not a purely employer-employee relationship.

Because at this moment, Gu Xinghe also did not forget—

Based on his two empathic experiences with the room door and the note in the hotel.

His conclusion at the time was that it was the person who had once slipped him a note at the hotel.

The person who sent him the mysterious distress signal was most likely a female painter, or someone related to painting enthusiasts.

Mia, standing before him, seemed to perfectly fit this set of characteristics.

At this moment, after seeing Gu Xinghe finish eating and rest for a while, Mia spoke to him.

"Alright, after enjoying a delicious lunch, it's time to get back to work!"

"Mr. Gu Xinghe, as someone I've hired, you'd better work hard as the painter's assistant this afternoon!"

Upon hearing Mia's words, Gu Xinghe simply nodded.

Rather, the main quest for players like Gu Xinghe in this game instance is to help the art exhibition be held successfully.

But on their very first day here, they were abandoned by Mia and Phils and left to fend for themselves.

Now that he had the opportunity to be by the side of the person holding the art exhibition, Gu Xinghe naturally agreed.

However, this career transition from "underground intelligence agent" to painter's assistant seems a bit too big.

"I am of course very happy to be able to serve as an assistant to a famous painter."

"He may not be a great painter; he may just be an unknown, wandering artist."

Mia's words were tinged with amusement in response to Gu Xinghe's teasing.

But Gu Xinghe, who thought her words were just a humble way of speaking, didn't pay much attention to them, until—

Mia really did take him to the streets of the town, where he became a street artist, a common sight in the town.

His task was to act as an assistant to this "famous" street artist.

"Speaking of which, when we first met, Mr. Fells said that we should reduce contact between us."

Faced with Mia's request for him to be her painter's assistant, Gu Xinghe had many feelings.

After all, the butler had assigned them, a group of five, the identity of "underground intelligence agents."

The so-called reduction in contact naturally refers to reducing the contact between the player and Mia and Phils's side.

But who could have imagined that this identity would only last for about half a day before everyone else had already "sacrificed themselves"?

Only Gu Xinghe was put back into the "free-range" state, and now he is being taken in by Mia as her assistant.

Mia clearly understood what Gu Xinghe was referring to.

"It's alright. While the painter Mia's name is quite well-known, her appearance is not at all famous."

Indeed, although Mia is a rising star among talented painters, almost no one has actually seen her true face.

It's quite surreal that a once-famous painter can now walk the streets unrecognized.

"To be honest, I never expected that a great painter like you would come to the street to offer sketching and drawing services?"

Although it was just a lighthearted remark, Mia patted Gu Xinghe on the shoulder.

Like the kind of boss who "paints a pie in the sky" for employees, describing a bright future for the company.

Next, there are points such as "integrating into daily life can better inspire creative inspiration."

"This is the only way to become a famous painter."

"Look how cute the pigeons are in the square, don't you want to come out and take a look?"

And phrases like, "So as your assistant, you should do your job well."

Perhaps it was because it was the first time I had met a beautiful young female boss.

Or perhaps Gu Xinghe had been working as a freelance translator part-time in the world before he transmigrated.

I have never had the experience of imagining the future blueprint with my boss or listening to the boss's sophistry.

Right now, he actually finds Mia's seemingly serious explanation of the reasons quite cute and interesting.

But speaking of the pigeons that Mia mentioned at the end...

Gu Xinghe thought of the world before he transmigrated.

To avoid being pressured by editors before deadlines and to better fulfill their promises as "procrastinators," many writers and cartoonists travel to gather material.

Hmm... I imagine Mia's actions must have a deeper meaning behind them.

...

afternoon--

Mia, who was looking for a suitable place in the town to work as a street artist, brought Gu Xinghe to the square.

Beside the town square is a harbor where many ships are already moored.

On the shimmering sea, various merchant ships, cargo ships, and passenger ships are being inspected by port personnel.

Various exquisitely crafted works of art arrived on merchant ships and cargo ships.

After "landing" in the town, the products will then be sold in this art capital.

Facing the exhibition of paintings by a recently renowned artist that will open in four days.

Many tourists from other places also arrive by passenger ship.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the square, which was also bustling with people, was now filled with white doves.

The white pigeons appear to be frequently fed by local residents or tourists.

They didn't seem afraid of people at all.

Even playful children rushed towards the flock of pigeons perched on the ground, trying to scare them.

But the white doves, startled by this sudden action, quickly came down from their mid-flight flight and landed slowly on the ground in the square, then curiously looked at the child who had suddenly rushed towards them.

At the same time, it is clear that these adorable creatures that are close to people are not just passively waiting to be fed by humans.

Whenever people carrying what the white doves perceive as food pass by the square, the doves will launch an attack.

This indicates that they have begun a form of active foraging behavior.

At this moment, Gu Xinghe observed the flocks of pigeons in the square, some waiting to be fed, others leisurely strolling.

Mia also took out a bread, snack, and feed from the small bag hanging from her waist.

She then handed Gu Xinghe a small bag containing crumbs of bread.

It sounded like a gentle and caring mother speaking to her curious child.

"Feed them if you like."

But what Gu Xinghe was curious about at that moment was—

Now, after figuring out what was hidden under the maid's skirt, he was even more curious about what was in the painter's bag.