Chapter 1721

Greya muttered and complained for a long time before she stopped: "speaking of, in the witch circle recently, your drama shadow box is very popular. Liana said before that she went to a fragrance tasting and was discussing new fragrance the other day. As a result, the theme was biased by the drama shadow box you refined these days."

"Pinxiang meeting should have nothing to do with the drama box?" Angel wondered.

"It doesn't matter, but you refined a story of the growth of the goblin queen. The shadow box of the play was obtained by a witch of the Pinxiang club. She shared the play at the Pinxiang club, which caused the upsurge of public opinion."

"The growth of the goblin Queen" is an inspirational drama about how a flower demon who secreted a bad smell at birth can change his taste and crown the goblin queen.

This drama has been performed in all continents of the southern region. In fact, it is a little similar to the ugly duckling. The playwright encourages the people at the bottom not to give up hope through inspirational stories. But in fact, it is also a confusing means for those in power to appease the people. After all, in this class strict society, birth is doomed. The so-called rising pipes are basically strangled. But in order to whitewash the cruel truth, there are many similar stories.

If the play was sold to others, the response would probably be average, but it was sold to the Witch of the Pinxiang society.

When witches watch the play, they naturally don't go to see the inspirational content, because they are already at the top. What they saw... No, they should smell the flower demon inside.

Angel makes alchemy fantasy. In order to fit the reality, nature will simulate the taste.

Angel, the protagonist in the growth of the goblin queen, imitates the taste of the flower demon, which is naturally sought after by the Witches of the Pinxiang congregation.

"Speaking of it, many of them are asking, what is the taste of the flower demon in the play? What is the source? Many fragrance alchemists want to simulate refining, but none of them can produce similar." Greya asked curiously.

Angel said solemnly: "taste is not real, smell is just a product of consciousness..."

Before Angel finished, greya directly interrupted him: "the study of smell, people in the fragrance circle know very well, you don't have to explain. I'm curious, how did you simulate the extremely charming fragrance of women?"

"Through the phantom simulation." Angel still talked about him, which made greya more suspicious.

Angel coughed twice and tried to change the topic: "speaking of it, aren't you in the manor recently? How do you know about Pinxiang club?"

Greya raised her eyebrows. "Don't forget, there are communication devices and alchemy puppets. Although I'm in the manor, my consciousness runs all over the world."

Greya paused: "you haven't answered me yet. Where did you simulate this taste? Even if it's a fantasy, you must have a reference, right?"

"Or is this your secret lover..."

Angel quickly interrupted greya's words and said angrily, "don't guess, just because the source of this taste is a little special."

"What's special?" Greya came closer with more curiosity.

Angel thought for a while, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "in fact, I said at the beginning that the taste in the dreamland is not real, but simulated by stimulating the five senses through magic. The source of the simulated taste comes from the abyss."

"From the abyss?"

Angel nodded: "the taste of the goblin queen has a gradual change, one of which comes from a water-based Panas demon, and the other comes from the owner of a mysterious shop in the abyss."

——It is balalaka in the resting place.

However, angel didn't say her name, and it's not taboo. He just used the smell of others to make the colored eggs of the drama. There's always a feeling that he's very obscene. For his own image and not to spread it to her people, angel can only say so.

Greya looked at angel's avoidance and knew she couldn't ask anything. She smiled with a narrow smile: "the original taste doesn't come from little lovers, but a group of banshees. By the way, you might as well tell me what the taste of Panas demon is?"

Angel returned with a cold look, too lazy to explain.

"Since it's the taste of two abyss characters, it seems that the alchemists of Pinxiang society are difficult to reproduce." Greya shrugged and did not continue to tease, but talked about another thing.

"In addition to the drama box, there is another thing very popular about you." Greya stretched her waist, and her wet bra fell slightly, revealing the spring light like nothing, "whip of cold ice, should it be this name?"

Angel nodded: "if you mean the weapon refined for Xiliu, that's really the name."

"The name is as mediocre as ever." "Make complaints about this custom weapon," he continued. "The heat of this custom made weapon has always been at a high level."

Angel nodded noncommittally. He also witnessed the scene of Xiliu's experiment with the whip of ice, so he can probably guess the subsequent waves. It's just a little unexpected that this topic can last so long, but it still doesn't subside.

Soon, greya gave him an explanation: "the whip of ice is still being studied, but another person who has been customized by you is very low-key."

"Onassis?"

Greya nodded: "the customization of the top three stars in the new star competition is watched by everyone, which naturally has a great impact. Moreover, there are continuous signs of alchemy on your side, which are also watched by people. You can know the inside story after a little deliberation."

"There seems to be no concealment on the side of the Infinite War Tower. As we all know, Onassis and Xiliu have obtained your alchemy works. Xiliu's has been exposed, but Onassis has not been made public and is still kept secret."

Angel: "it's also an accident that Xiliu's weapons were exposed. I believe they don't want to be exposed, so they can't explore the specific situation. It's also normal."

"But everyone is curious." Greya leaned slowly towards angel, "including me."

Angel: you want to know what I refined for Onassis

"And what you refined for Charley." Greya smiled. After all, this is an infinitely high-level work. Greya doesn't have many of them herself. Naturally, she was very curious.

Angel thought, "you will know the props for Charley later. As for Onassis... It doesn't hurt to tell you."

"What I refined for him was not a weapon, but a speculative Museum of... Philosophy."