Chapter Sixty-Four
"I looked up a lot of information about Poison Mushrooms on the Star Network. Some places are rich in wild mushrooms, and they say nonpoisonous mushrooms have a faint, pleasant fragrance, but—"
Having said too much at once, Ye Nanxun was a little out of breath. He paused to recover, his voice carrying a dejection he did not notice himself.
"But poisonous wild mushrooms, those Poison Mushrooms, usually don't smell nice. Some say they smell pungent, while others say they smell fishy and rotten." Ye Nanxun lowered his head and sniffed his shoulders and arms again.
He could not smell it himself.
He had never dared to casually release his pheromones before, afraid of hurting his closest family—his parents—and afraid of hurting innocent strangers.
This problem had plagued Ye Nanxun for two entire lifetimes.
In his previous life, he had released his pheromones in an attempt to poison the alphas who had captured him.
Top-tier alphas might be affected by the toxins, vomiting and suffering diarrhea, or experiencing hallucinations.
But actually poisoning them to death or knocking them unconscious was no easy matter.
Ye Nanxun could not possibly ask people like He Yiming what his pheromones smelled like, and those bastards would never tell him anyway.
Did his pheromones really smell that bad?
Did they smell dark, damp, and moldy, or like the nauseating stench of rotting flesh?
His back curved as his upper body unconsciously curled inward. The tall, slender omega was bent beneath the weight of his emotions, wishing he could truly turn into a mushroom and simply bury himself in the dirt.
Normally, Ye Nanxun would at most only think about such an overly private question to himself.
But for some reason, what he was thinking came straight out of his mouth.
The alpha sitting