I became the President of the Federation by perfumery

Zuo Lan took off his gloves, raised his right hand, and tapped the material box on Angelia's back with his index finger knuckle.

Although Angelia's eyes were red, she immediately unpacked the box and showed it to him.

His knuckle fingers slid across the materials in the box, and he said back to Tirami: "Original, it has the benefits of being primitive."

"The fragrance of grass leaves is original and clean, and it is easy to make. The result of the simple production is that it is also very simple to change the fragrance."

Tirami looked at Zuo Lanyi warily.

"Original incense should also be matched with some original fragrance methods."

Zuo Lan twisted a piece of powdered bark, turned it over to look, and said, "It's small."

Then throw it to Angelia.

Holding it in the palm of her hand, Angelia mobilized her mental strength to double the size of the bark, and handed it to Zuo Lanyi.

During the whole process, the Xingguang team looked on stupidly.

How can I not look at it?

At this time, it was time for the navigator to face off, but the navigator of the Starlight team had already been crippled by a wave of bandits.

An Si's side was very aggressive, as if he was about to jump up and kill someone.The navigator of the Starlight team had a broken arm and had to play dead all the time.

As soon as Zuo Lan took over the piece of bark, he took the test tube and glass rod without any haste, and slowly manipulated it.

"The pressing method is to obtain the oil and taste of the plant by applying external force. The force should be uniform and of the same size. There are also many machines that can do it for you, but I prefer to watch the plant peel being crushed little by little."

"……what are you doing?"

Tirami recognized the material, and his expression began to look strange.

"The bark of the fenhe tree is a commonly used material in hallucinatory fragrances. But in fact, it performs well in a herbaceous fragrance. Especially when it is combined with bluebells, it will fuse and interpret another flavor."

Zuo Lanyi said meaningfully: "It's almost the same as the rich perfume that nobles often use." After finishing speaking, he stopped his hands.

Tirami's face turned pale when the smell spread further.

"Emotional warfare, you can't rush, it's like wanting to quarrel and confront."

Zuo Lanyi even had the time to teach Tirami.Although Tirami might not want to hear it, but whatever.

"Gently and slowly, convey the things found by the helm to the opponent through the fragrance, and tell the opponent that you are naked in front of me, and you have nowhere to hide."

"Your secret painful memories, in the eyes of the helm, will become the data for formulating decisive tactics."

"In anyone's eyes, you are as frank as a baby." He said softly, "What is Gran's struggle? The secrets of the Mott family are more interesting."

"To shut up!"

Tirami yelled, "I want you to shut up!"

After changing the fragrance, the fresh smell of grass and wood has been reversed.

The smell of powdered bark is rolled out, and the grassy tone of the air gradually becomes rich and fragrant.

It is the lady's shawl and gems, it is the wine cup with gorgeous decoration, it is the gentle smile, and it is the accent of extravagance.

The top note dissipates very quickly, and the middle note is the core note. In the choking aroma, it is the powdery bark that neutralizes all the smells in the air, and the bursting out is oppressive and luxurious.

The smell of hallucinations was already in the air.

Even if the hallucinatory fragrance is not well tuned, it is hallucinatory fragrance after all.

Although he carries a refreshing fragrance with him, Tirami, the little Mott, is a fledgling after all, and his concentration is not enough after all.

After all, he was affected by some hallucinatory incense.

Trapped in a cocoon, self-inflicted, and immersed in hallucinations, little Mott once again saw with his own eyes the memory he least wanted to recall in his life.

At this time, Zuo Lanyi's words were like a needle piercing his heart, sharp and painful.

"Don't talk, don't go on talking..."

The rich aroma is reserved for nobles, and the Mott family is even more precious.

This smell is so familiar to him.

Zuo Lanyi is the king of fragrances and fragrances.

A fragrance is not the fragrance itself.

It's intelligence, it's confrontation, it's life and death on the field.

It's Mott's secret.

As soon as Zuo Lan can find out Mott's secret, he even wants to tell it...

The more Tirami panicked, the more deeply he was affected by the phantom incense.

Hallucinations really began to appear in front of my eyes.

In a white mist, he was walking by himself.

After clearing the fog, I saw Wang Yang.

There is an isolated island in the center of the sea, he can clearly see it, and walks there involuntarily.

Water was up to his ankles.Flooded up to his calf.

He only cared about walking, towards the isolated island.

On the isolated island, there is an old castle...in the old castle, it is his...

Tirami was immersed in hallucinations, and just said blankly: "I understand...I understand that you will not stop."

In the rich plant fragrance, Zuo Lan looked deeply and smiled, "But you know how to end this."

After all, Tirami smiled bleakly, and he pulled out a knife for cutting materials.

He looked in the direction of Tianshuibi, and then at the spectator seats outside the arena.

He wiped the knife directly across his neck.

Blood gushed out immediately, dazzling bright red, mixed with a rich and strong fragrance, bringing a bit of mystery and sadness.

Startled at the helm, he stretched out his hand to pick up the Tirami that had fallen headlong.

Taking a closer look, little Mott was continuously stimulated by Huan Xiangxiang and Zuo Lanyi, and his hands were so ruthless that he even cut his trachea.

[The system judged that Starlight and Perfumer were seriously injured and out. 】

Tirami Mott, the young master of the Mott family.

In the first match, it was hurt to the point where the system directly ruled out.

Touching the weak pulse of little Mott, the fright and anger in the helm's eyes could not be suppressed at all.

It wasn't just him who was surprised!

Anyway, he knows the inside story, and the audience is really confused.

[I lost it!Little Mott is so ruthless! 】

[What happened to the Mott family!What is the secret that Mott must keep even if he commits suicide directly...]

[This kind of guess is a secret, just like Achilles. If it is found out, it will not be revealed. Threatening the other party will take advantage of it! 】

The helm said coldly: "You can do it, you are ruthless, you are a character... In the face of the match with the Mott family, you are the first to dare to fight like this! But you also have to be prepared, Mott's counterattack, I won't be absent, and I won't be late.!"

After speaking, he picked up little Mott, retreated to the cliff, and jumped directly from the top of the mountain.

Amid the whistling wind, Zuo Lan didn't even look at him.

Just as if very interested, he said: "Yes, then I will wait."

This is the end.

In the entire starlight, only the navigator is left.

Pilot met the faint light in Angelia's eyes.

"Abstain! I abstain!" He shouted with tingling scalp, "I abstain!"

With his decision to abstain, the referee issued a verdict and signaled the audience.

"competition is over--"

"Tian Shui Bi - to win this game -"

Many people have not reacted at all.

After the spectators were quiet for a while, they went crazy!

"Xingguang has two big bosses of the twelfth rank, and they lost! They lost so badly?!"

"I didn't understand the emotional battle. Has anyone analyzed it? Could it be that the leader of Tianshuibi has found out the secrets of the Mott family? Little Mott committed suicide directly in order to stop Achilles from continuing?"

"Tian Shuibi's helm is really awesome, from the Prophet to Mott, there is nothing he can't find out!"

The jury was also stunned.

After whispering for a while, the chief judge came out to speak.

An Si took the exam and already had a qualification certificate and competition experience. The jury just gave him a pass.

It was given the B rank, but it was not upgraded, because in the navigator battle, Ans's strength was not played.

"Angelia Grande, you've proven yourself, you deserve an A."

The main judge is at the judges' seat, and Angelia's tears can be seen on the screen: "You have passed the qualification certificate exam. Your initial grade is Tier [-]."

"Okay...then this cripple..."

He looked at the cripple's legs and face.

"I'm not disrespectful, the registration information for this helmsman says 'Cripple'. Is that his stage name?"

The cripple looked indifferent: "It is."

The jury was at a loss.

There is a special stage name for the competition, which is very common, but using "Cripple" as a stage name, isn't it a bit rebellious...

But the chief judge thought that you are not my cub, I care about your future career?

Just skip the question of tangled names: "The opponent only gave you half an hour to take the helm, but the decisions you made on the field are not difficult to see how much intelligence analysis you have coordinated. You deserve an A."

"Pass the qualification certificate exam, your initial level is eighth level. You must have worked hard for this helm position for a long time, and you deserve it."

The cripple looked a little cloudy and uncertain.

But in the end, he accepted this A, and also accepted this eighth step.

Then came the final captain.

—Perfumer.

The whole process of making trouble and carrying the handle, ruthless No. 1, Achilles.

The judge clicked his tongue.

"Achilles... has no last name? Oh, I see, it's also a stage name?"

"Do not."

Achilles is standing on a boulder on the top of a mountain.

He overlooked the starless arena from a distance, and he could see the judges' area in the center of the spectator seats.

At the edge of the Desolate Star Stadium, the sky and the earth merged into one. From the ground under his feet to the skyline, everything was in his eyes.

He tore off the black crystal mask and threw it off the cliff.

At the air outlet, the strong wind blew his hair, which partially covered his eyebrows and eyes, but his eyes were like sharp knives, piercing straight through the sky.

Zuo Lanyi's eyes stared at the coldness, the frozen cold pool, and the boiling magma in a trance.

At this moment, all the thoughts seemed to be drifting away, and they were condensing in front of the eyebrows.

He still remembers that when he was very young, he was still in the orphanage, and he always liked to stand on high places.

In the blink of an eye for so many years, he has never changed.

As soon as his mask was lifted, his face was visible.

What a breathtaking face.

There is a hostility and arrogance hidden between his eyebrows and eyes. Maybe he is not handsome enough to describe him, but he is enough to make people obsessed.

But when he looked over, he lost his obsession, leaving only a trace of fear trembling in his heart.

"..."

The main judge was stupid there.The entire jury was stunned.

The main judge came back to his senses.

The judging panel is all members of the Perfumery Association. There are very few perfumers in the entire universe, even fewer talented ones. The main judges are familiar with this face.

Suppressing a trace of ominous premonition, he hurriedly urged his assistant: "Quickly, give me a facial recognition device..."

The assistant picked up the facial recognition device and directly entered Zuo Lanyi's face on the screen.

With a beep, the person's identity was recognized.

Where is Achilles?

Impressively written on the instrument -

Zuo Lanyi!

The jury was silent.

Zuo Lanyi is not only famous in the perfume industry?

Although Zuo Lanyi has grown a lot in the past five years, his bones remain unchanged.

He has grown from a delicate and beautiful boy to a very oppressive man, with sharp lines on his face, smooth jawline, and deep facial features.

Looking at this face, some of Zuo Lanyi's defeated opponents in the jury started to shake their legs.

The nightmarish Zuo Lanyi, the devil king in the arena, has actually returned. How could he come back? !

Yes.

It was Zuo Lanyi.

The situation in the judging area was also broadcast in real time to the viewing seats, and the audience had a panoramic view of the results of the facial recognition device.

The judges' side was silent, but the audience exploded with a bang, and the discussion spread like an explosion.

——The whole process is boiling!

"Zuo Lanyi!! It's Zuo Lanyi!"

"How can he come back? Isn't he useless? I've never heard of a perfumer who has been suspended and can return to the game!"

"I don't care! Zuo Lanyi, my favorite, the proudest boy in Interstellar!"

"Speaking of which, he was sentenced to a five-year suspension. Now that five years have passed, it is reasonable to come back to the game..."

"He's a scum, a piece of crap! Fucking genius! Get him out!"

Swipe the screen on Xingwang until the screen is invisible, it is all text.

【I cried for my god... After Zuo Lan left, there was no more Ziweixing in the arena! 】

[This kind of disgusting person, you don't take the trial court's judgment seriously? ?Do you have three views? 】

[No matter what, the suspension period is over, and he returned to the arena, there is nothing wrong with him! 】

Yes.

Back to the game.

On the top of the barren star mountain, the cold wind blows.

Zuo Lanyi could hear voices from outside the arena.

Abusive, with the dirtiest offensive words.

Cheers, with the deepest joy, will break the throat.

He doesn't care about those voices.

People don't care whether he was wronged and humiliated, or he deserved what he deserved.

Whoever harmed him, who forced him to go through the swamp and quagmire.

Who calculated him, for fame, power, money, belief.

Why is there someone in the world who is superior?

As soon as Zuo Lan saw the rolling waves, the falling gravel, and the highest point of the barren star, he looked down and into the distance.

He is fearless.

"What about my grades?"

"I finished the race and took the win. Here I am, my grade."