Rose Factory

Trying an aroma test is a very simple thing to do.

"Just apply the original perfume to the palm of your hand, spreading it evenly." Lu Yizhan told Bai Liu.

"Then place your palm on the one piece of skin that is intact on my body." Su Yang said to Tang Er

"Next, all you need to do is observe the speed at which this skin on my body cracks, and my reaction to the pain... the faster it cracks, and the more pain I'm in, it means that the stronger your talent is, and the better suited you are to debugging rose perfume."

With slightly trembling, weak fingers, Su Yang unbuttoned her uniform, one by one, and took off her uniform and turned her back to Tang Er to fight.

The uniform was piled loosely around his waist, and on his pale back, the skin bloomed in lines like unfinished tattoos, snaking from his neck, hidden by half-length hair, to his slightly sunken waist.

The only piece of flesh intact on the entire back was the piece of skin directly opposite the tip of the left shoulder blade bone.

--That's exactly where the dorsal projection of the heart is, and Tang Er knew that a shot off to the side from here would go straight into the heart, which is wrapped in the lobes of the lungs.

Lu Yizhan sat cross-legged on the bed, his back to Bai Liu, and lifted his hair upwards, revealing an intact piece of the back of his neck, free of cracks and wilting, and then lowered his head, exposing the skin on the back of his neck to Bai Liu, who stood behind him.

It's one of the few good pieces of skin left on them.

Su Yang and Lu Yizhan both took a deep breath as they closed their eyes, "Let's begin."

Bai Liu drops the original perfume into the palm of his hand, Tang Er fights a trance and spreads it on his own hand, then they reach out and put their palms, lightly, on Lu Yizhan Su Yang's skin.

Almost the moment they put their hands together, both Lu Yizhan and Su Yang fell to the ground and let out a scream that made people shudder and feel cold.

Meanwhile, the two factory workers standing outside the cage realized that it was the start of the incense test when they heard the scream, and they pulled a timer out of their pockets and saw to it that they started the incense test record - that is, noting down how long the screams lasted as they tried the joss paper.

Lu Yizhan twitched spasmodically on the bed, the back of his neck where Bai Liu had touched him appearing as if it had been carved by a knife, a line of blood deep enough to see through to the bone, the roses in his eyes hidden, his face grimacing and contorting to the point that it looked as if all of his muscles were exerting themselves, and yet still a constant grunt of pain leaked out of his nostrils.

Su Yang was on the ground, pressing her forehead against the ground and taking deep breaths, the roses in her eyes blossoming, almost like a burst of light in the darkness of her cage.

All the lines on his back surged and gathered, blood bubbling out of every saved wound, quickly soaking the uniform that hung halfway around his waist.

Su Yang tried his best to hold himself back from making a sound that would psychologically burden Tang Er, cold sweat and tears mixing together and dripping down the tip of his nose to the ground.

It hurts too much, it just hurts too much!!!!

It really hurts too much to fight this stuff off with all your might!

Tang Er fights in a trance as he kneels next to Su Yang, whose profound pain is driving him crazy.

For a moment, he couldn't tell if Su Yang was being tortured or if he was being tortured himself.

For a few seconds, as Su Yang met his tear-filled eyes, Tang Er's mind went blank and he uncontrollably pulled out his skill gun, wanting to shoot himself in the legs, arms and legs.

As if that would make Su Yang feel better by him going through some kind of pain with her.

But Su Yang took a death grip on his wrist and said, word for word, "Captain, you have more important things to do than to be here, like me, hurting yourself out of guilt."

"There's no point, Captain." He said softly.

Su Yang's force to stop him was so slight that Tang Er hit could have easily broken free, but he shuddered and lowered his gun anyway-he saw the numerous scars on Su Yang's thin arms.

Unlike the scars caused by the rose perfume, these scars are all man-made-these are Su Yang's self-inflicted scars.

Su Yang, blood seeping out of his face even from his wounds, looked up, a smile that was only possible with great difficulty on his face, and the rosy red light in his eyes went out and became light-colored and clear again:

"One, who had the same thing happen to me stopped me from hurting myself and told me if I could live by hating someone, hate it."

"Even if the guy I hate is his best friend."

Su Yang's breathing began to slow down gradually, his eyelids drooped listlessly, and his tone was much weaker:

"Even after seeing it with his own eyes, he was convinced that Bai Liu hadn't detonated the plant, and I couldn't convince him, and he couldn't convince me."

"We don't even have definitive proof that Bai Liu detonated the plant or not, Captain, we've been handling these strange cases for so many years, and we know that sometimes seeing ...... something with your own eyes doesn't equate to everything.

So by the theorem of benefit of the doubt, the guy was actually right, I'm just too ......

People will always turn their powerless anger on others and gradually become like inhuman heretics.

I've lived like a heretic, twisted and disgusted, until now, and by the time I get to you, Captain, I'm not sure if I'm even a human being anymore.

Su Yang opened his mouth to speak again, but the wound on his back squirmed wildly at this time, causing his eyes to instantly turn crimson.

The roses that had subsided began to glow red again in a flash in Su Yang's eyes, and he let out a yelp of pain, his soft expression becoming quite hideous.

Su Yang's merely shallow grip on Tang Er's beaten arms tightened instantly, and he leaned forward to look straight at Er Ta, the roses in his eyes blossoming alarmingly, hatred and desire flowing shockingly across his face that didn't have a single piece of good skin:

"Kill Bai Liu! Captain, I saw him detonate the factory with my own eyes, and the situation doesn't allow us to hesitate any longer! If we don't kill him, everything will be irreversible!"

Su Yang's face fell and folded up in chunks of flesh, the rose petals in his eyes curving and stretching as they bloomed completely and utterly.

"Kill me, Captain, I'm really turning into a heretic."

Tang Er hit and pulled out his gun, Su Yang smiled and closed his eyes.

Silver bullets traced bloody diagonal lines on the ground, thumping and scraping, mixed with a heart-rending scream that was indistinguishable from anyone else's.

Other side.

The lines on the back of Lu Yizhan's neck spread forward crawling up his face as he lay on the ground inhaling deeply, the roses in his eyes flickering and seeming to freeze in his eyes, but always stubbornly eliminated by Lu Yizhan before sweeping back in the next wave of pain.

Bai Liu stood next to him and watched quietly with his eyes downcast, as if this person writhing and struggling on the ground, in pain, had nothing to do with him.

"I should have known ...... that your talent as a perfumer is so strong." Lu Yizhan exhaled to control the pain, cold sweat was already wetting his clothes, but the bastard could actually still be distracted out to flirt with Bai Liu, "This job is so lucrative, you should have been some kind of perfumer before."

Lu Yizhan This comment is obviously referring to normal perfumers in the real world.

Bai Liu gave a lazy "hmmm" and asked, "Generally speaking, how long do you put up with this scent-testing quiz that results in my talent to Perfumer Extraordinaire?"

"It's hard to say, look outside the factory worker notice." Lu Yizhan said with a pale face, his words are a little vague.

Bai Liu squatted down next to Lu Yizhan, his two hands resting casually on his knees as he looked directly at Lu Yizhan with an unavoidable gaze : "Let me ask this in a different way, how long do you think my talent can torment you in this test before it stops?"

The perfumer's test paper test lasting time is based on the other person's talent, generally speaking, it is only ten minutes, while Lu Yizhan's side of the test time has obviously exceeded ten minutes, and this line not only did not stop, but also began to spread to Lu Yizhan's body to the other intact places.

If the factory worker is in there and he sees this test result, he will probably be surprised and tell Bai Liu that he is talented enough to hold up this test incense paper.

And this talent more than test incense paper to withstand the scope of the test, usually there is only one result, that is, the test incense paper directly alienated into a monster, with the factory door jargon, that is, scrapped.

However, Lu Yizhan was another surprisingly strong-willed guy who wasn't willing to be alienated by his desires, so he was now holding on for dear life, and it actually made him hold on.

The result is also obvious: Lu Yizhan has to endure double the pain all the time.

Bai Liu's gift makes it impossible to stop the experiment once it begins, which means that unless Lu Yizhan admits defeat, he will continue to endure this increasingly intense pain until he is transformed into a monster.

And Bai Liu saw that this Lu Yizhan guy wanted to keep holding on and was still avoiding his topic before he asked him that.

Although Lu Yizhan was in so much pain that his hands and feet were shaking, he only jokingly replied back to Bai Liu, "At least you have to last thirty years, otherwise how can I invite you to eat hot pot for so long."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes to watch Lu Yizhan's white to bloodless face split into ghastly chunks by growing cracks and then oozing blood, but the man's eyes were still clean, just not roses.

Lu Yizhan is the strangest person Bai Liu has ever met, bar none.

Let billions of people all over the world make a choice, if they need to live with this kind of cone of pain all the time, most of them will cowardly choose to give up their selves to become monsters, and the ones who have a little more backbone will simply seek death.

But Lu Yizhan is neither. He's going to live openly, painfully, and with a smile on his face.

There's resilience and kindness in him as there would be in an ordinary man, only more stubbornly thick and untouchable, something Bai Liu usually thinks an intelligent man doesn't have.

Lu Yizhan is smart though, it's just that the guy has all his intelligence points on doing good, in the truest sense of the word.

According to Bai Liu's understanding of most of the good guys, they must be the first to go when turmoil comes, or in a worldview set by a game like Rose Factory, the good guys must be the first to go.

And Lu Yizhan also seems strange in the group of good guys, because by his logic he would have found ways to keep himself alive and others alive in order to save more people - he would have been the good guy who survived to the end.

"I actually want to kill you, Lu Yizhan." Bai Liu said from the bottom of his heart, "It's easier for a good person like you to die in this kind of world, living is too painful."

Lu Yizhan was in so much pain that one of his eyes had closed, grimacing, his muscles twitching, but he suddenly laughed at Bai Liu's words, and he struggled to open his own eyes, holding up his upper body in a lousy posture, and almost a bit viciously, he said to Bai Liu:

"Don't underestimate the people's police. It's just a bottle of perfume."

"Are good people more vulnerable? Bai Liu, I'm telling you, good people can do anything to be good!"

"You think you're bad you're great? I'm telling you, Bai Liu, you can't beat me!"