The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Purchase the perfume formula through a broker?" Sigmund asked calmly, "Have you collected any special formulas?"

"They're all ordinary things, and a few of them are special, but they're just ingenious in terms of blending skills and proportions. Essentially, they can't compare with your perfume."

"Then I don't know why, the broker I entrusted unilaterally terminated the contract, and I don't know what happened. He no longer collects the corresponding perfume formula for me."

"It happened during that time that my research also found a new direction, so I cut off the contact along the way."

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

"Tell me about your perfume research."

Sigmund feigned curiosity.

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

"You should know 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 developed enough, when a person he is familiar with approaches, he can instantly lock the identity of the other person even without observing with his eyes."

"This kind of deep intuition is even better than observation with the eyes. After all, it is easy to disguise the surface, but it is difficult to fake the unique breath of each person."

"It makes sense." Sigmund nodded, motioning 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, a hairy man, even if he smells like a delicious lady, I don't think you can do it."

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

"It doesn't have to be so extreme, if you're going to be close to a big guy, just make you smell like someone close to him."

"In this way, at the first sight after meeting, the familiar atmosphere will make him naturally have a good impression of you, and then your communication will definitely become relaxed and comfortable."

"This is just one of the applications. If you use it to pursue women, it will be even more beneficial. After all, compared to us men, women are animals with a sense of smell. The unique smell will definitely make many girls and wives 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."

Raising his head and drinking the limoncello in the glass, Ryan looked at Sigmund expectantly. He hoped that his research would be recognized.

"Sounds really special." Sigmund nodded seriously.

"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 applied the produced liquid on myself."

"A wonderful thing happened. Even if I was starved for three days, when I was alone, the hungry female wolf would not attack me."

"Instinctive desire is driving it to tear the prey in front of it, but the strange thing is that it will struggle 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 taken effect!"

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

"Sorry, if this involves your research secrets, it's okay not to say, since it has been successful on beasts, haven't you considered human experiments?" Sigmund asked tentatively.

"Human experiments?"

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

"Perhaps you can enlighten me a little?"

"Sorry." Sigmund shook his head.

"I really didn't make that perfume. I'm a hunter, and fighting is what I'm good at."

"In the future, if I have a chance, I may introduce that perfume master to you. If possible, you can try to exchange some preparation experience through letters."

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

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

"No problem, I will try my best." Sigmon nodded and agreed. After a period of communication, the distance between each other seemed to be shortened a lot.

As a general practitioner, Ryan has been to many places, and he knows the food, customs and customs of all places at his fingertips.

Such a person is definitely a darling in social situations, and after some insinuations, Sigmund basically locked in the exact information of the broker entrusted by Ryan.

It was indeed that Joachim.

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

Extract the breath of animals and people.

Even with the assistance of extraordinary means, this is not an easy task.

After all, taste is the most difficult thing to collect and preserve.

The two stood by the railing and talked a little bit about the extraordinary world. On the sea level in the distance, a verdant island slowly emerged.

The wet and salty sea breeze hits me head-on.

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

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

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

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

"Just one drop can revive you. Remember, take it half an hour beforehand, and use it once within three days at most."

"What is this?" Sigmund froze, but didn't reach out.

"My friend, all of you are men, pale, and your feet are weak, your body is almost hollowed out, believe me, you need him."

"This is a general practitioner's guarantee, and there will be no side effects when taken in moderation."

viagra, liquid viagra?

Who do you look down on and recommend this kind of thing to me?

The corner of 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 froze for a moment, looked at Sigmund carefully, and then seemed to understand something.

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

"No, none of my friends need it."

Sigmund replied with a dull face