Stinky Flower

When Green woke from a deep sleep, he felt completely refreshed, his body and energy restored to their peak. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell across the floor, indicating that it was still daytime. He got up and pushed open the window. Fresh air mixed with the scent of flowers rushed in. Outside, the sun hung high overhead, while the people in the manor remained busy, tidying every corner.

Chip, how long did I sleep? Green asked silently.

[The subject slept for a total of 5 hours and remained in deep sleep throughout.]

Deep sleep? No wonder it didn't take long. Green nodded slightly as he considered it. Deep sleep allowed a person to rapidly recover their energy and promoted cell regeneration, offering enormous benefits to physical recovery. Naturally, it could effectively shorten the amount of time needed for sleep.

Green continued surveying the manor before walking over to the desk and taking a seat.

White House Academy's enrollment period is around January every year. It's only July now, so I still have half a year. I need to properly plan what comes next. Green calculated silently. He could not simply leave; he had to settle Old Green down and ensure he had a peaceful old age.

First, a source of income. The entire manor is currently operating at a loss, so I need to find a stable source of revenue—at the very least, one that can form a positive cycle. This problem did not trouble Green. He had already come up with a solution while riding in the carriage.

He acted immediately, picking up a pen and swiftly writing out a series of plans on paper. Once he finished, he rose, opened the door, crossed the corridor, and descended the mahogany staircase to the sixth floor. At the end of the stairs, two armored guards stood watch. Green had specifically arranged for them to prevent anyone from entering without permission.

"Good day, Lord Green." Hearing movement behind them, the two guards immediately turned around. Upon seeing Green, they dropped to one knee in greeting. Their metal armor clashed with a heavy, solemn sound, displaying their loyalty and duty.

"All right, get up. No need to be so tense. Go call Aishweil. I have something for her." Green waved, signaling for the two men to rise. He then gave them his order before walking over to the sofa on the sixth floor, where he sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

"Yes, my lord." The two guards answered respectfully. Once they stood, they exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. Then the guard on the left hurried downstairs.

Green sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, waiting quietly. Before long, a noisy set of footsteps sounded from the staircase. Before Aishweil even reached the sixth floor, Green could already hear her voice.

"Brother Green, why did you have the soldiers notify me?" Aishweil's voice carried a hint of playfulness and vitality.

Green opened his eyes, and Aishweil's lively figure appeared before him.

On her first day at the manor, Aishweil had already begun dressing herself up carefully. No longer wrapped up tightly as before, she had started wearing dresses. She deliberately emphasized her full breasts and pert buttocks, while her fair skin glimmered faintly beneath the sunlight, as though she were doing everything she could to display her charm.

As Aishweil spoke with Green, she sat beside him without the slightest hesitation, displaying an exceptionally intimate relationship between them.

[Dopamine abnormality detected...]

[No need to report that.]

Green took the paper he had written from his clothes. It was filled with a list of materials.

"Aishweil, collect the items listed on this paper, then go to the city district and rent or buy a storefront. Decide based on the price. There's no need to be too particular about the location." As he spoke, Green handed the paper to Aishweil.

"Yes, Brother Green. I'll go right away." Aishweil obediently accepted the paper from him, looking like a delicate little bird relying on him. As she left, she deliberately brushed her body against Green's, then ran away with a bashful expression.

[Androgen secretion...]

Aixiville took Green's order very seriously and immediately assigned some people to purchase the items he needed throughout Ellendal Harbor.

Green also went outside the manor and directed everyone there as they moved the items from his experimental carriage into the villa one by one. The ones carrying Green's experimental supplies were all guards. When the maids saw the creatures in the experimental carriage, their legs nearly went weak from fright, leaving them unable to move at all. Even among the guards, several had trembling legs while carrying the boxes containing giant centipedes.

The guards said that fighting and killing enemies on the battlefield was far easier than moving these things. The battlefield was bloody and dangerous, but this simply caused physiological discomfort. Just getting close made them feel as if they were going to have nightmares afterward.

Fortunately, the guards had high tolerance limits and ultimately completed the task. The items were light, but by the time they finished moving them, every one of them was drenched in sweat.

After everything had been moved into the basement, Green deliberately took out a flower.

The flower had been tightly preserved in a glass case. Its blossom resembled a trumpet, yet it was a sickly crimson, like flowing blood. Just looking at it made one feel uncomfortable. The plant's stem was pale, streaked with patterns resembling blood. When light shone upon it, the red patterns seemed to have blood flowing within them, making it terrifying and bizarre.

When this thing was taken out and placed in the center of the villa, the guards and maids all thought it was some incarnation of a demon. It looked far too strange; there was simply no plant like it. Even Old Green looked at Green with a worried expression, afraid that something sinister had possessed him.

Seeing everyone's strange looks, Green smiled helplessly. However, he had no intention of explaining. Facts were more convincing.

He slowly opened one corner of the glass case, and a rich fragrance instantly burst forth. A peculiar, fresh scent spread like a tide. The fragrance in the air was neither overpowering nor faint, just right and utterly natural.

The moment everyone in the villa smelled it, obsessed and intoxicated expressions appeared on their faces, as though they were experiencing the most wonderful thing in the world. Some even began dancing wildly, completely forgetting their surroundings.

"The scent is still too strong. It looks like it'll need to be diluted when making perfume." Green stroked his chin as he analyzed the scene in the villa. This was a special plant he had cultivated in his experiments. It had originally been called Stinky Flower, and its smell had been revolting, like rotting garbage.

As a scientist in his previous life, Green naturally knew that "stink" was what happened when "fragrance" reached its extreme. During cultivation, Green controlled where life force was introduced, altering its natural growth pattern so that the fragrance would no longer turn into stench from becoming too concentrated. After three generations of cultivation, the "stink" had finally been suppressed into "fragrance."

However, Green soon discovered that perhaps because there had been various predatory plants in the experimental environment, Stinky Flower had imitated those plants during its evolution. The scent it secreted carried a certain hallucinogenic effect. Moreover, due to the flower's powerful diffusion, if left unchecked, its fragrance could spread as far as ten li in every direction.

Green had only opened the case briefly, yet it had already greatly affected everyone in the villa. Fortunately, there was no continued release, and the scent soon dissipated into the air.

This was Green's way to get rich. Perfume made from Stinky Flower would definitely sell like crazy. Ellendal Harbor was itself a developed region, so naturally more women would be willing to pay enormous prices for perfume.

As the fragrance faded, everyone gradually came back to their senses. Those who had been dancing wildly had faces flushed completely red, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It was simply too embarrassing to do something like that in front of Lord Green.

Green did not mind. The first time he had smelled the flower's fragrance, he had also fallen for it. If not for Chip's warning and his powerful physique, he would probably have danced his way off the carriage as well.

After seeing everyone return to normal, Green signaled for them to continue tidying the manor. Then he looked at Stinky Flower. Now, he had to consider whether to sell it on a large scale or use hunger marketing.