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No one could ever understand his thoughts!
This is the Third Young Master!
This is Franger!
Just then, news suddenly spread in the perfume industry that Franger had been making perfumes that were all fake.
All the previous publicity was fake. I hope everyone can open their eyes and see clearly what Franck has done!
of course……
The Franger family can swallow their pride and bear it, because Franger has lost his sense of smell and can no longer recreate the fragrances he used to.
Now, whenever Franger goes out on the street, he is greeted with pointing fingers and whispers.
From being adored by everyone to now being universally condemned!
"I want to go back to my small town for a while, and I hope my father can approve it," Frang said, walking up to his father, the clan chief, with a blank expression.
Looking at his dejected son, the clan chief pursed his lips and nodded.
no solution anymore……
I've tried everything I can think of, but no one can cure Frang's sense of smell. In that case, I might as well let him relax.
"Okay, once you get to the countryside, you must relax, you know? Your family will always be your support."
Even if you never regain your sense of smell, your family will always be your strong support!
……
Frang looked up and started a carriage, heading back to the countryside.
From now on...
The city lost a genius in incense making, but the small town over there gained a strange person.
For the first few months, Franger would sit on the edge of the bed and look out the window from time to time, sometimes for the whole day.
There's absolutely no smell here.
Before, Franger could detect any scent with his sense of smell, but now...
Nothing tasted like.
Even Franco himself wondered if the current lack of any scent was the purest scent, the true fragrance.
"No! No!" For some reason, Franger suddenly shook his head and said decisively.
This is not the most noble fragrance, because the most noble fragrance is one that surpasses all other fragrances and transcends all other scents, not something that is completely absent.
Correct!
Thinking of this, Frang ordered people to buy materials again and began to make incense, but Frang, who had lost his sense of smell, was unable to make incense at all.
Even if it is successfully refined, one cannot even check it.
"No! Absolutely not!"
"I don't believe it! How come this still has no taste?"
……
This young master from the city was standing in the laboratory where he was picking up bargains, completely ignoring the doubts of the people outside, and just kept refining incense!
Fragrant!
“Alas, it’s normal for a young man to be unwilling, after all, not everyone can bear such a huge drop! At least I feel some reaction, right?” Genghis Khan looked at the vast grassland in front of him, 067 slung his bow and arrows behind his back, and spoke in such a devout manner.
If I lose this vast grassland of mine, I will definitely fight him to the death!
Needless to say... this incense making is like his life; it's impossible for him to give it up!
But Franger was too calm, and his calmness was somewhat frightening!
"Alas, that's true. If I were him, I probably wouldn't have been able to stand it by now." Cao Cao also stepped forward and said. To be honest, he was a ruthless and ambitious man. If everything he had pursued in his life were to be destroyed in an instant.
I definitely won't be able to handle it...
No one in this world can stand this!
But Franger can.
Putting everything else aside, the boy's calmness really baffled everyone; no one knew what he was thinking.
They've already lost their sense of smell, so why bother making incense? They probably wouldn't be able to make even a single drop!
"Oh, what a pity!"
Inside the Time-Space Realm, Frang seemed to have gone mad, constantly refining and refining, and of course, the result was obvious: repeated failures.
Even if we succeed, no one will know.
When news of Franger's actions reached the family, the patriarch could only wave his hand and let his son run wild. What else could he do?
no way!.
Chapter 293: Using the elusive to create an incredible fragrance!
His family has consulted many famous doctors, but so far no miracle doctor has been able to cure this disease. In other words, Franger's sense of smell is probably completely incurable!
After all, he was a genius of the family and left behind many secret recipes for the family.
What does he want to do...
Let's do it!
A mad young man appeared in the town, brewing incense day and night. But the smell was really pungent, a mixture of various fragrances that made people afraid to get close. But Frang stayed inside without any problem!
No impact at all.
"I went to clean that day, you guys have no idea what it smelled like! It was absolutely awful, I can't believe it!"
"I've heard of it; it has a pungent smell."
"Are we just ignorant? Why is that young master acting like nothing's wrong?"
"I don't know, I really don't understand what he's researching every day."
……
The town's servants gathered together and discussed this in hushed tones, completely ignoring the noise!
It's about refining.
"Sigh, there's really nothing I can do. Why hasn't that fragrance fairy appeared anymore..." Even Frang was leaning against the window, gazing at the moonlight outside, his eyes filled with melancholy.
Is my sense of smell truly gone forever?
Is it...
Is this really how my life is going to be...?
I wonder if I'll ever be able to smell that familiar scent again.
"Is it possible... that making incense doesn't necessarily require these visible materials? Those unseen materials can also help you!"
……
For some unknown reason, a vague voice suddenly echoed in Frang's mind.
what?
Invisible materials?
Thinking of this, Franger couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was really too tired; he was even hallucinating.
how can that be possible?
I can't even refine it myself with these materials, let alone the invisible materials.
Moreover.
What is that invisible material? Could it be the moon outside? Really...
Just as he looked over, he suddenly noticed that the moon was exceptionally round tonight, and countless beams of moonlight, like silk, were cascading over his courtyard.
Those beams of moonlight seemed to possess endless magic.
It drew Frang's gaze in.
And for the first time, his mind calmed down, and he calmly looked at the moonlight on the ground.
Could it be... could it really be possible?
Following the guidance of the moonlight, Franck felt as if a voice was calling from within him, guiding him into the courtyard where he observed everything.
At this moment, Franger felt that the inexplicable consciousness in his mind was awakening from a deep sleep, and the numb sense of beauty he had felt before was being awakened again. Franger felt that the surrounding environment had become beautiful again.
only……
What's the use?
I've lost my sense of smell, even though I can still appreciate the beauty in life now.
What can I do?
I'm just a useless person now!