An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

"What the hell is this?!"

The moment Lynn saw the small print, his mouth slowly opened wide, and the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth almost fell onto his crotch.

I rubbed my eyes hard to make sure I wasn't seeing things.

Indeed, she has a natural body fragrance (beginner level)!

Oh no, it's a bad smoke!

"Hey~ System, are you messing with me?"

A feeling of utter absurdity immediately welled up in Lynn's mind.

Forget about body odor, wasn't it agreed that we were drawing survival skills?

Similar to the general medical skills extracted through the emotion of "gratitude" and the street fighting skills extracted through the emotion of "fear".

Those are truly life-saving skills that can be used to survive in America, a land where shootings happen every day!

But what exactly is extracted from this emotion of "admiration"?

Body odor? What the heck?

He's a grown man over 1.8 meters tall, what does he need some damn body odor for?

If you really want to smell nice, just go to the supermarket and buy two bottles of Johnson's baby wash to marinate yourself in it.

He was initially delighted, thinking that the skill of extracting emotions like "admiration," no matter how outrageous, would at most be a physiological skill like "seven times a night" or "strengthening waist endurance."

These are at least passable, and they will be able to handle a fierce woman like Mrs. Hill with ease in the future.

But this body odor... could it be that he's going to become a top male model at a club?

Just as Lynn was cursing inwardly, a sudden, violent tremor ran through the depths of his mind.

Immediately afterwards, a flood of complex information poured into my memory like a burst dam, all of it about this innate body fragrance.

In just two or three seconds, Lynn had finished processing all the information.

As the information merged, the indignant expression on Lynn's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a smile that slowly spread across her face.

In the end, the corners of his mouth, which were turned up high, couldn't be turned down at all!

"So that's how it is... Holy crap, this skill..."

Lynn slammed his hand on the steering wheel, his eyes gradually brightening and gleaming.

He realized that he might have misunderstood that he was born with a natural body fragrance.

So-called natural body odor is not as simple as just wearing perfume; to be precise, it should be called aphrodisiac!

Or to put it more bluntly, this is a walking, talking aphrodisiac!

It's like the deadly fragrance that the protagonist Yang Guo naturally possessed in the first edition of Jin Yong's novel "The Return of the Condor Heroes"!

It's a kind of allure that makes every woman who smells it swoon and can't resist!

In the original story, almost no woman could resist the fatal allure of this fragrance.

Not to mention Xiaolongnu, who had been living a life of quiet solitude and suppressing her desires in the ancient tomb for more than ten years, even Huang Rong, who was already a wife and mother, could not escape it!

When Huang Rong squeezed out the snake venom for Yang Guo at close range, she smelled this strange fragrance and her heart fluttered and her face turned red.

She even uncontrollably recalled the romantic scenes of her wedding night with Guo Jing, causing her to completely lose her composure!

Even the ruthless female demon Li Mochou was made weak and trembling by Yang Guo's strange fragrance when he hugged her at close range.

Even later, he went easy on Yang Guo several times, unable to bring himself to kill him.

Although the natural body fragrance I drew was only at the beginner level, it wasn't as abnormal as Yang Guo's ability to make women throw themselves at him from ten meters away.

But it's absolutely devastating when used to deal with American women who feel empty inside!

This faint, alluring fragrance is enough to make any woman who gets close to him blush and her heart race, and even develop a physical dependence on him!

If you encounter someone with poor self-control, they might lose control on the spot and even have a bird fall out right there in the street!

"Truly, this skill is derived from the emotion of [admiration]..."

Lynn took a deep drag on his cigarette, forcibly suppressing the blood-pumping thoughts in his mind.

One can imagine how many blonde foreign women would throw themselves at him if he went out wearing this alluring fragrance.

Thinking of this, Lynn took another deep drag on his cigarette and sighed deeply, "Alas, this has truly caused me great suffering..."

He seemed to be complaining, but his mouth was actually stretched so wide it almost reached his ears, and he couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes.

He was clearly extremely satisfied with the survival skill he had acquired.

While this thing may not be very relevant to survival, it is extremely relevant to childbirth!

They both contain the character "生" (sheng, meaning life/birth), so they must have a relatively deep connection.

So pumping!

This is absolutely a god-tier draw!

With this in mind, Lynn opened the panel.

[Host] Lynn

【Age】30 years old

Height: 183cm

【Weight】 62kg

【已解锁情绪】感恩 LV3（70/500）、愤怒 LV0（20/100）、恐惧 LV1（60/200、）敌意 LV0（45/100）、爱慕 LV1（0/200）、尊敬 LV0（40/100）

[Skills] General Medical Skills (Advanced), Street Fighting (Beginner), Natural Body Fragrance (Beginner)

Lynn glanced at the panel data and smiled with satisfaction.

Thanks to the recent daily cramming of high-protein foods like beef and oysters, this body has finally managed to escape the ranks of skin and bones.

If we maintain this pace of recovery for another ten days to two weeks, I should be able to fully recover to my peak condition with my V-shaped torso.

When combined with her natural body fragrance, the destructive power will be absolutely nuclear-level.

His gaze continued to sweep downwards.

As the foundation of emotions, the emotion of gratitude still leads by a wide margin, and has even reached the threshold of LV3.

[Fear] follows closely behind the newly accomplished [Affection], while the progress bars for [Anger], [Hospitality], and [Respect] are still slowly stuck at LV0 and have not yet leveled up.

After taking a few more careful glances, Lynn closed the panel and already had a plan in mind.

Next, we need to find ways to improve the efficiency of collecting these three less common emotions.

Chi!

After taking a final drag on his cigarette, Lynn casually flicked the burning butt out the car window.

next moment.

[Anger +10]

"FUCK YOU! You son of a bitch, you yellow-skinned monkey! Don't you have eyes?!"

In the adjacent lane, an elderly white man wearing a baseball cap suddenly leaned out of the window of a haphazardly modified Ford pickup truck.

The white man with cheap tattoos on his neck is a typical American redneck.

The redneck's face turned bright red, and the veins in his neck bulged out.

She opened her mouth and launched into a tirade of insults at Lynn, unleashing a torrent of American slang without reservation, her anger reaching its peak.

Lynn glanced to the side and realized that the cigarette butt that had been flicked away had landed right in the open back of the pickup truck.

"Uh..." Lynn touched his nose, looking slightly embarrassed.

After all, it was their own fault for littering first.

As a well-mannered student from Dongda University, he magnanimously decided to forgive the other party's rude and foul language.

But to his surprise, the redneck continued to hurl racist slurs and even swerved to cut him off.

Lynn's eyes turned cold.

He's already been so patient, why push himself further?

After thinking for a moment, Lynn rolled down the car window, raised his middle finger at the arrogant redneck, and yelled:

"Baka yarou! Shine!"

Upon hearing this, the redneck, who was filled with rage, was momentarily stunned.

Clearly, the brain's CPU couldn't process what this Japanese curse meant.

But he immediately realized Lynn's provocative gesture, and his expression instantly became even more furious.

"Tsk..."

Lynn was speechless for a moment. It seemed that Japanese had no deterrent effect in America.

He sighed deeply, too lazy to say another word.

He reached behind his back and pulled out the Glock 19, its cold metallic sheen gleaming, and held it steadily through the car window, aiming it at the redneck's forehead.

moment.

The redneck man was like a hen whose neck had been tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand; all his foul language and arrogance came to an abrupt halt!

His flushed face turned deathly pale in an instant, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints due to extreme terror.

Fear +10

With his mood value constantly rising, the redneck man didn't dare utter a single unnecessary word.

With a roar, it floored the accelerator and sped away like a stray dog, leaving only a cloud of pungent exhaust fumes in the air.

"Oh."

Lynn pursed his lips, then played with the heavy Glock in his hand, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Indeed, in America, a land that cherishes freedom, nothing is more effective than the ironclad truth in one's hands.

This is the true power of discourse that transcends language barriers!