HISSSSSSSSSS—WHOOOOOOOSH!!
Forty high-pressure brass ventilation nozzles in the ceiling of the Simulated Peach-Blossom Cave blasted open at maximum psi!
Inside the glass-walled control booth, Dean Hua Cong leaned forward over his console with a predatory grin. Expecting to see a cloud of neon-pink aphrodisiac mist envelop the white-robed Ice-Sword Fairy on the central platform.
Down at the foot of the stage, #1 Harem Department senior Young Master Liu Mang threw open his musk-drenched silk robe, fanned himself vigorously. Shouted to the four hundred and ninety-nine male trainees behind him:
“The Dean has opened the sacred Peach-Blossom Breeze! Brothers, ignite your Artificial Charm Halos together! Unleash our Five-Hundred-Man Supreme Lady-Killer Smirk Formation and breathe in deeply to synchronize our pheromones with the mist!!”
All five hundred sleazy trainees stood up on their silk benches, tilted their chins at forty-five degrees, winked their left eyes. Sucked in a massive, simultaneous, full-lung inhalation through their noses and mouths!
Wait a second.
Why wasn’t the mist coming out of the ceiling nozzles neon pink?!
