1535 Opportunity

The secretion of saliva in Kieran's mouth started to quicken uncontrollably. He turned his gaze towards the direction where the aromatic scent was coming from, which was coincidentally in the same direction they had been heading.

"Smell it? The reason Smith set his research lab on the edge of the campus—other than because he dislikes noisy environments—was because of his research. This smell is too aromatic. I would crash into his research lab and find out what it is every time I come here, but…"

Eiderburgh sighed with a shaking head as he drove.

Without a doubt, Eiderburgh had never succeeded even once, but Kieran didn't care about his attempts. His attention was wholly captivated by the smell.

The aromatic, fruity scent had a faint sense of meat roasting, which, although very weak, was still present.

"Fruit and roast meat?" Kieran thought in his heart.