Fragrance testing is a very simple thing.

"Just apply the perfume concentrate on the palm of your hand and spread it evenly." Lu Yizhan said to Bai Liu.

"Then put your palm on the intact skin on my body." Su Yang said to Tang Erda

"Next, you just need to observe how quickly this patch of skin on my body cracks and my reaction to the pain. The faster it cracks and the more painful it is, the stronger your talent is and the more suitable you are for mixing rose perfume."

Su Yang unbuttoned his uniform one by one with his trembling and weak fingers, took off his uniform and turned his back to Tang Erda.

The uniform hung loosely around his waist. On his fair back, the lines on his skin looked like an unfinished tattoo, stretching from his neck, which was hidden by his half-long hair, to his slightly sunken waist.

The only intact area on the back was the patch of skin and flesh directly opposite the tip of the left shoulder blade.

——That is exactly the position of the back projection of the heart. Tang Erda knows that if he shoots from the side, he can directly shoot into the heart wrapped by the lung lobes.

Lu Yizhan sat cross-legged on the bed with his back to Bai Liu. He lifted his hair to reveal a complete neck without any cracks or signs of withering. Then he lowered his head, exposing the skin on the back of his neck to Bai Liu who was standing behind him.

This is one of the few good skins on their bodies.

Su Yang and Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and closed their eyes: "Let's get started."

Bai Liu dropped the perfume liquid on the palm of her hand, and Tang Erda applied it evenly on his hand in a trance. Then they stretched out their hands and gently placed their palms on Lu Yizhan/Su Yang's skin.

Almost at the moment they put their hands on it, Lu Yizhang and Su Yang fell to the ground and let out a scream that made people shudder and feel cold all over.

At the same time, the two factory workers standing outside the cage realized that the scent testing had begun when they heard the scream. They took out a timer from their pockets and began to record the scent testing as if nothing had happened - that is, they recorded the duration of the scream from the scent test paper inside.

Lu Yi was lying on the bed, twitching convulsively. The back of his neck, where Bai Liu had touched, was like being carved by a knife, with bloody streaks deep enough to see the bone. The roses in his eyes were dim, and his face was twisted so distorted that it seemed as if all his muscles were exerting force, but groans of pain still leaked out of his nose.

Su Yang lay on the ground with his forehead against the ground, taking deep breaths. The roses in his eyes blossomed, almost emitting a ray of light in the dark cage.

All the lines on his back were surging and gathering, and blood was oozing out from every throbbing wound, quickly soaking through his uniform that was half hanging around his waist.

Su Yang tried his best to hold back and not make any sound to put a psychological burden on Tang Er. Cold sweat and tears mixed together and dripped down his nose to the ground.

It hurts so much, it really hurts!!!

It hurts so much to try to resist the erosion of this thing!!

Tang Erda knelt beside Su Yang in a trance. Su Yang's deep pain almost drove him crazy.

For a moment he couldn't tell whether it was Su Yang who was being tortured or he himself.

When Su Yang looked at him with tearful eyes for a few seconds, Tang Er's mind went blank. He uncontrollably took out his skill gun and wanted to shoot himself in the legs, hands and feet.

It seemed that if he and Su Yang endured some kind of pain together, Su Yang would feel better.

But Su Yang held his wrist tightly and said word by word: "Captain, you have more important things to do. Don't be like me and hurt yourself here because of guilt."

"It's pointless, Captain," he said softly.

The force that Su Yang used to stop him was so weak that Tang Erda could easily break free, but he still put down the gun tremblingly - he saw countless scars on Su Yang's thin arms.

Unlike the scars caused by rose water, these scars were all man-made—they were self-inflicted scars by Su Yang.

Blood oozed from the wounds on Su Yang's face. He raised his head and smiled with great difficulty. The rosy red light in his eyes died down and then turned light and clear again:

"Someone who went through the same thing as me stopped me from hurting myself and told me that if I could live by hating someone, I should do it."

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

Su Yang's breathing began to slow down, his eyelids drooped weakly, and his voice became much weaker:

"Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still believed that Bai Liu did not detonate the factory. I couldn't convince him, and he couldn't convince me either."

"We don't have any definite evidence to prove whether Liu detonated the factory or not, Captain. We have been handling these strange cases for so many years, and we know that sometimes seeing something with our own eyes..." is not everything.

So according to the principle of innocent until proven guilty, that person was actually right, but I was too...

People always transfer their own powerless anger onto others, gradually becoming inhuman heretics.

I have lived like a heretic, twisted and disgusting until now, and now I have waited for you, Captain, and I am no longer sure whether I am still a human being.

Su Yang opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, but the scars on his back began to twitch wildly at this moment, making his eyes turn red in an instant.

The rose that had originally faded away began to flash red again in Su Yang's eyes. He cried out in pain, and his gentle expression became much more ferocious.

Su Yang only lightly grasped Tang Erda's arms and tightened his hands in an instant. He leaned forward and looked directly at Erda, the roses in his eyes blossoming thrillingly, hatred and desire flowed shockingly on his face that was covered in a patch of skin:

"Kill Bai Liu! Captain, I saw him blow up the factory with my own eyes. The current situation does not allow us to hesitate! If we don't kill him, everything will be irreversible!"

The skin on Su Yang's face fell off and folded up piece by piece, and the rose petals in his eyes bent and stretched, completely and utterly blooming.

"Kill me, Captain, and I'll really become a heretic."

Tang Erda took out his gun, and Su Yang closed his eyes with a smile.

The silver bullet drew a bloody slash on the ground. There was a bang and a heart-wrenching scream, but it was impossible to tell who fired it.

The other side.

The lines on the back of Lu Yizhan's neck spread forward and crawled onto his face. He lay on the ground and took a deep breath. The roses in his eyes flickered, as if they would be frozen in his eyes, but would always be stubbornly eliminated by Lu Yizhan, and then swept back in the next wave of pain.

Bai Liu stood by and watched quietly with his eyes down, as if this person who was twisting and struggling on the ground in agony had nothing to do with him.

"If I had known... you had such a strong talent as a perfumer." Lu Yizhan exhaled to control the pain. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, but he could still distract himself and tease Bai Liu, "This job pays so much, you should have been a perfumer before."

Lu Yizhan's words are obviously referring to the normal perfumers in the real world.

Bai Liu hummed lazily and asked, "Generally speaking, how long can you endure? Will the result of this perfume test be that my talent has reached the level of a perfumer with a special grade?"

"It's hard to say. Let's wait and see what the factory workers outside tell us." Lu Yizhan said with a pale face, his words a little vague.

Bai Liu squatted down next to Lu Yizhan, his hands casually placed on his knees, and stared at Lu Yizhan with an unavoidable gaze: "Then let me ask you another way. How long do you think my talent can torture you in this test before it stops?"

The duration of the perfumer's perfume test paper test is determined by the other party's talent, generally it is only a dozen minutes, but the test time on Lu Yizhan's side has obviously exceeded ten minutes, and this pattern not only did not stop, but also began to spread to other intact parts of Lu Yizhan's body.

If the factory worker was inside and saw the test result, he would probably be surprised and tell Bai Liu that his talent was enough to blow up this perfume test paper.

This kind of talent exceeds the test range of the perfume paper, and usually there is only one result, that is, the perfume paper directly transforms into a monster, or in the jargon of the factory, it is scrapped.

However, Lu Yizhang was a guy with an incredibly strong will. He didn't want to be alienated by his desires, so he was holding on, and he actually managed to hold on.

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

Bai Liu's talent makes it impossible to stop this experiment once it starts. That is to say, unless Lu Yizhan admits defeat, he will continue to endure this increasingly severe pain before he turns into a monster.

Bai Liu saw that Lu Yizhang was trying to be tough and was avoiding his topic, so he asked him this.

Although Lu Yizhan's hands and feet were shaking from the pain, he just jokingly replied to Bai Liu: "You have to hold on for at least 30 years, otherwise why would I treat you to such a long hot pot?"

Bai Liu lowered her eyes and looked at Lu Yizhan, whose face was so pale that it looked bloodless. Cracks had grown on it, dividing it into several horrible parts, and blood was seeping out of it. But this man's eyes were still clean and pure, without any roses growing in them.

Lu Yizhan is the strangest person Bai Liu has ever met, no doubt about it.

If billions of people around the world were asked to make a choice, and if they had to endure such excruciating pain all the time, most would cowardly choose to give up on themselves and become monsters, while those with a bit of backbone would simply seek death.

But Lu Yizhan didn't have any of that. He wanted to live openly, in excruciating pain, and with a smile on his face.

He has resilience and kindness like most ordinary people, but he is more stubborn, heavy and unshakable, which Bai Liu usually thinks is something that a smart person does not have.

However, Lu Yizhan is very smart. It's just that this guy has spent all his intelligence on doing good deeds. He is a good person in the true sense of the word.

According to Bai Liu's understanding of most good people, they will definitely be the first to die when turmoil comes, or in the world view set by the game such as Rose Factory.

Lu Yizhan also seems strange among the group of good people, because according to his logic, he will definitely try every means to keep himself alive and others alive in order to save more people - he will be the good person who survives to the end.

"Actually, I 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 world. Living is too painful."

Lu Yizhan's one eye was already closed due to the pain, his teeth were bared, and his muscles were twitching. But when he heard what Bai Liu said, he suddenly laughed. He opened his eyes with great effort, raised his upper body in a wolfish posture, and said to Bai Liu in an almost vicious tone:

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

"Are good people more vulnerable? Bai Liu, let me tell you, good people can do whatever it takes to be good people!"

"Do you think you're great just because you're bad? I tell you, Bai Liu, you can't beat me!"