The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Purchasing perfume formulas through brokers?" Sigmund asked calmly, "Have you collected any special formulas?"

"It's all ordinary things, but there are a few special ones, but they're just ingenious in terms of blending skills and proportions. Essentially, they can't be compared to the perfume you've prepared."

"Later, for some unknown reason, the broker I entrusted unilaterally terminated the contract, and I don't know what happened. He no longer collected the corresponding perfume formula for me."

"It was during that time that my research also found a new direction, and I cut off the connection."

"These things cost me a lot of money, but I get very little." Ryan took a sip of his wine and looked distressed.

"Tell me about your perfume research."

Sigmund pretended to be curious.

"Actually, it can't be regarded as a research on perfume, I prefer to summarize it as an exploration of pharmacy."

"You should be clear that everything in the world has its own unique taste, river water, soil, wood animals, including us humans."

Saying this, Ryan closed his eyes.

"If a person's sense of smell is sufficiently developed, then when someone he is familiar with approaches, he can instantly lock the identity of the other person even if he doesn't need to observe with his eyes."

"This kind of deep intuition is even better than observing with eyes. After all, superficial camouflage is easy to do, but everyone's unique breath is difficult to fake."

"It makes sense." Sigmund nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.

"If we can temporarily change a person's inherent breath, can we bypass the eyes and deceive a person from the sense of smell?"

Ryan's eyes lit up.

"So? What's the use of this?" Sigmund frowned exaggeratedly.

"Trust me, even if a man with a hairy body smells like a delicious lady, I don't think you'll be able to take it."

"Haha, what you said makes sense." Ryan smiled.

"It doesn't need to be extreme, if you're going to be close to a big guy, just make you smell like someone he's closest to."

"In this way, at the first sight after meeting, the familiar atmosphere will naturally make him feel good about you, and then your communication will definitely become easier and more comfortable."

"This is just one of the applications. If it is used to pursue a woman, it is even more beneficial. After all, compared with our men, women are olfactory animals, and the unique breath will definitely make many girls and ladies interested in you."

"Of course I'm not talking about inferior aphrodisiacs, but something deeper. It can even make a person depend on you from the sense of smell, trust you, and can't leave you."

Raised his head and drank the limoncello in the glass, Ryan looked at Sigmon expectantly, he hoped that his research could be recognized.

"Sounds really special." Sigmund nodded earnestly.

"Is this just an idea, or have you made a little progress?" he continued.

"With a little clue, I also did related experiments. I extracted this breath from a wolf cub, and then smeared the produced liquid on myself."

"A wonderful thing happened, even if I was starved for three days, when I was alone, the hungry she-wolf wouldn't attack me."

"Instinct desire drives it to shred the prey in front of it, but strangely, it struggles to retreat to the corner of the room every time at a critical moment!"

Ryan clapped his hands vigorously, "My idea is feasible, it has already worked!"

"How did you do it?" Sigmund pretended to be surprised.

"Sorry, if this involves your research secrets, it's fine. Since it has been successful on beasts, haven't you considered human experiments?" Sigmon asked tentatively.

"Human experiment?"

Ryan shook his head, "No, not yet, I need to find another way," he replied hesitantly. Immediately looked at Sigmund.

"Maybe you can give me some inspiration?"

"I'm sorry." Sigmund shook his head.

"That perfume really wasn't made by me. I'm a hunter, and fighting is what I'm good at."

"I may be able to introduce the perfume master to you in the future. If possible, you can try to exchange some preparation experience through letters."

"It's really not you?" Ryan looked disappointed, but he recovered quickly.

"When the vacation is over, you can ask me about it. It would be great if we could communicate by letter."

"No problem, I'll do my best." Sigmon nodded and agreed. After a period of communication, the distance between each other seemed to have narrowed a lot.

As a general practitioner, Ryan has been to many places, and he can easily find the food, customs and customs of various places.

Such people are definitely darlings in social situations, and after some side-talking, Sigmon basically locked the exact information on the broker entrusted by Ryan.

It was indeed the Joachim.

Who would have thought that an ordinary commission would eventually lead to a murder case? Sigmon did not go into this topic, but he was always wary of Ryan's so-called research project.

Extract the breath of animals and people.

Even if there are extraordinary means to assist, this is not a simple matter.

After all, taste is the hardest thing to collect and preserve~www.novelmt.com~ The two stood on the edge of the railing and talked about some otherworldly things. On the sea level in the distance, a green island slowly emerged.

The wet and salty sea breeze blows.

In the breath of the sea, Sigmund smelled the mixed floral fragrance.

"You'll like it here, my friend."

Ryan approached Sigmund. "The girls here are young and generous. They have faces like flowers and skin that is as delicate as dew." Ryan recalled.

"But you look very weak, maybe you need a little help from a formal doctor." He smiled and pulled out a thumb-sized glass bottle.

"It only takes one drop to rejuvenate you. Remember, take it half an hour beforehand, and use it at most once in three days."

"What is this?" Sigmon was stunned, but did not reach out.

"My friend, everyone is a man, your face is pale, your steps are vain, your body is about to be hollowed out, trust me, you need him."

"It's a GP's guarantee, and taking it in moderation won't have any side effects."

viagra, liquid viagra?

Look down on who, even recommend this kind of thing to me?

Sigmund's eyes twitched and he refused without hesitation, "Thank you, but I don't need this kind of thing, my body is very good."

"You do not need?"

Ryan was stunned for a while, looked at Sigmon seriously, and then seemed to understand something.

"Well, if you don't need it, you can bring it to your friends" No way, he can only make friends out of nothing.

"No, none of my friends can use it."

Sigmund replied with a blank face.

Having mastered local hardening, Marek obviously doesn't need this kind of thing.

As for Gildo?

he has a tongue