As the airtight door barely opened a crack, a suffocating, dense foreign fragrance wafted out from within.
The faces of the three, Sun Hang included, changed drastically, and they immediately pulled out gas masks to cover their faces.
"Damn, this smell isn't poisonous, right?" The fisherman's voice came out muffled from beneath the gas mask.
"Not sure..." Shino's face looked somewhat troubled. The smell came too unexpectedly, and all three had inhaled a little to varying degrees.
"Do you feel anything strange in your body?" the fisherman asked again. "For some reason, I have this really strange feeling."
"What strange feeling?" Shino inquired.
"A feeling that's... indescribable... just very comfortable, very pleasurable... there's always an urge to take off the gas mask and take a few more whiffs." The fisherman said.
"I have that feeling too." Shino nodded. "This smell has a strong temptation and addiction... fortunately, we didn't inhale much."
