Chapter 229 Cheering

But as they looked at it, everyone felt that something was wrong, especially a fat guy like Hoffman who specialized in studying various technical details. It was immediately obvious that this guy was definitely not a fuel saver. There is nothing to fault about the lamp, whether it is technology or details.

Among the young pharmacists who have emerged in recent years, Aylin has the best talent and is a direct disciple of Balbo. Hoffman has always thought that among this group of young people, Ayling is probably the most talented. However, I didn't expect that two young people would suddenly appear at today's exchange meeting. The one named Milo was just that. Although he had completed the weird formula to the end, there was not much that could be done technically. Where it is praised, it can only be regarded as mediocre at best.

But this one is really amazing. I don’t know where this kid came from. He looks like he is in his twenties, but when he prepares the medicine, he looks like he is seventy or eighty years old. Whether it is technology or technique, it can be described as perfect. , from the moment he stood in front of the dispensary table, Hoffman noticed a detail. The young man's operation speed was not very fast, but it was frighteningly stable. From the beginning to the end, he never saw his hands shaking once. It's as if it's not a pair of hands, but a sophisticated machine.

Hoffman himself is a master of pharmacy, and he has an almost paranoid pursuit of pharmacy technology. From the age of sixteen to fifty, he has been dealing with various pharmaceuticals for decades. With days of persistence, he developed a potion technique that even Balbo praised.

However, when the young man walked to the pharmacy table, Hoffman suddenly realized that the pharmacy skills he was proud of seemed to be inferior to this young man in his twenties.

Hoffman was immediately stunned...

"This, this, this...isn't this too fake?" Hoffman stood there with a dull look on his face. Watching him extract the juice of the Ningshen flower, and watching him separate the agave and silver leaf grass, his movements seemed to be slow, but there was no delay or mistake.

What was most unbelievable to Hoffman was that this young man could control the temperature of the crucible as if he were performing a magic trick. While handling various herbs, he actually remained in the state of casting spells. He used the hand of fire and the touch of frost alternately, constantly adjusting the temperature of the crucible, so that the liquid in the crucible was always in a state of boiling.

"Is this still a human being?" Hoffman almost went crazy on the spot.

Magicians and conjurers. They are two interconnected professions. How could Hoffman not know what state a magician needs to cast a spell? Whether it is the manipulation of mental power or the control of magic power, it requires full concentration and no distractions. Talk about doing other things. Even a small sneeze can be fatal.

Not to mention that like this kid, while preparing this bottle of potion that stumped all the French pharmacists, he cast two spells alternately, and look at his expression. It's just like taking a leisurely stroll, so relaxed and leisurely that you can't help but bang your head against the wall.

Hoffman couldn't even imagine it. Keep casting these two spells. How much magic power is needed?

"Anduin. Where did you find the ground shooter? Why are you so powerful?"

"Bah. What kind of gunman? Would I be so mean? Let me tell you. This is my new apprentice. If you don't believe me, ask the killer. I just introduced him to where I came from."

"Really or falsely..."

"Of course it's true!"

Since the day I became a magician. Anduin was not less annoyed by the pharmacist. Often it’s all good things to say. Finally, some precious magic materials must be added. The talent lies in the hands of those high-ranking pharmacists. In exchange for such a pitiful series of bottles of medicine. Later, he joined the Supreme Council. Made friends with Balbo again. But on the surface, those pharmacists did not dare to offend themselves. He never said anything good about himself behind his back.

Anduin had endured it for decades, and finally endured it until he was proud today. How could he be polite to Hoffman now?

I saw the old man's neck was the same, and his face was full of arrogance: "But forget it, it's hard to understand with your IQ."

"You really didn't lie to me?" Hoffman blinked his eyes, still in disbelief: "You really didn't pay to humiliate the Pharmacists Guild?"

"Bah, I have so much free time, I..."

"That's right..." Hoffman thought about it carefully, and it was indeed true. Then he narrowed his eyes and put on a flattering smile: "This, Master Anduin, can you follow me?" Tell me, who did this young man learn potions from, and why is he so powerful at such a young age?"

"Nonsense, of course my apprentice learned from me, otherwise it was you who taught him?"

"..." Hoffman rolled his eyes, thinking it would be strange for me to believe you.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

"Yes, yes, of course you taught him." Hoffman flattered him again and again, and his smile became more flattering: "I mean, besides you, has anyone else taught him?"

"No more." Anduin replied with dignity.

Fortunately, Hoffman was thick-skinned enough. He was not angry at all after being ridiculed by Anduin. Instead, he served the old man very attentively. Sir.

"Master Anduin, after the exchange meeting is over, can you, my disciple, have a few words with me?"

"I can't make the decision..."

This time, Anduin really didn't talk nonsense. He really couldn't make the decision in this matter. Feyre had too many secrets. Even Anduin, who was most familiar with him, often didn't know what he was thinking. Hoffman said it was just a chat, but who knows what he wanted to talk about, and Anduin didn't dare to agree to this kind of thing.

"Is that so..." Hoffman thought for a moment, then asked with a flattering look on his face: "How about that, Master Anduin, please tell him a message for me, saying that Hoffman has a few questions. I want to ask him for advice. If he can help me solve these problems, I am willing to give him the Book of Ten Thousand Curses."

"The Book of Curses!" Anduin's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, but soon he realized that he had lost his composure. The old man quickly put away his saliva and put on a sanctimonious look: "Well, I'll try my best. …”

"Thank you, Master Anduin."

"This damn fat man. He really gave up his money and even took out the Book of Ten Thousand Curses..." Watching Hoffman walk away, Anduin muttered to himself, The Book of Ten Thousand Curses... But the real good thing is even Anduin, who is already a legendary power. When I first heard it, I couldn't help but salivate. It is no exaggeration to say that at least half of Hoffman's achievements today are due to the Book of Ten Thousand Curses. Only Fuman, with a mere level 16 strength, could stand firm in Qingfeng Plain and never fall.

It seems. I really need to talk to that boy Feyre about this...

At this time, Lin Li's void power potion was almost completed.

Eight of the ten herbs have been put into the crucible. At this time, he had two beakers on hand, one containing moonlight grass and one containing sunflowers. In order to ensure the effect of sunflowers, Lin Li specially made some ice cubes to put on them. Among the crystal ice cubes, sunflowers The unique red color appears extremely bright. Balbo's eyes were fixed on Lin Li's hands. Everything this young man showed once again subverted his common sense. The perfect combination of magic and potion. Even Balbo, who had been with the potion for decades, was amazed at what he saw.

"Burnside. Help me think of a way." When Balbo said this, the expression on his face was extremely serious: "No matter what the cost. Our Pharmacist Guild must get this genius, otherwise, I will become a sinner of the Apothecary Guild!"

"Mr. President, I really have no choice this time. I just tried to help you find out. He will definitely refuse to leave the Garros Magic Guild..." Old Green spread his hands and showed his face. A wry smile on his face.

"Then there is no other way?"

"Is there any other way?" Old Green couldn't help but feel angry: "Can you and I step in and accept him as an apprentice? Don't be kidding. It's not like you haven't seen that Anduin lived for more than a hundred years. If you take in such an apprentice and treat him like a treasure every day, where will you get the chance to poach us?"

"Anduin, that old bastard, is so lucky." Balbo thought about it for a long time, and had to admit that what Old Green said was indeed the truth: "If only we had started earlier..."

"By the way, I remembered something!" Just as he was feeling downcast, Old Green suddenly remembered something again: "Maybe you can think of something on this."

"What's up?"

"When I went to help you check in, Feyre mentioned to me once that he wanted to buy some primitive leaves from the guild. How about you use this as a bargaining chip to talk to him?"

"Let me think about it..."

The two of them were muttering over each other, but the preparation of the void power potion had already entered the final step.

As the bright red petals of sunflowers were sprinkled into the crucible, all the pharmacists' hearts suddenly jumped up.

Everyone knows that this is the last step.

The young magician Milo just failed at this step. Whether the current magician, who is younger than Milo, can surpass this most critical step has become a question on everyone's mind. There is no need to say anything, but once he is passed, it means the birth of a new star in pharmacy.

And this new star is more dazzling than those in the past.

This recipe is stumping, but in the entire Pharmacists Guild, and even among all the pharmacists in the Kingdom of France, Hoffman’s skills can be considered impeccable, right? The necromancer Senderos’ potion skills can be considered unfathomable, right? But even they couldn't complete this weird recipe.

If it were completed in the hands of a young man less than twenty years old, this would definitely be a sensation in the entire Oranna.

"Boy, do your best and let that damn fat man Hoffman know that just because you are fat, your level of pharmacy must be high!" Someone in the crowd shouted, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Young man, come on!"

"Yes, young man, work hard. If you can complete this recipe, I will introduce my daughter to you!"

"Garrison, you are such a shameless old man, you should be more virtuous. Your daughter is almost forty years old, how dare you let her eat tender grass?"

"Bah, I'm talking about the little girl

"Holy crap, your little daughter isn't even thirteen yet, are you going to be so cruel?"

"What, you're not convinced? If you have the guts, you might as well have a daughter..."

The atmosphere in the guild's pharmacy room became inexplicably heated.

At this moment, almost all pharmacists were cheering for Lin Li.

Some of them had previously despised him for not understanding high elven writing, and some of them had some friendship with the Magic Guild of Thunder City, but most of them were strange pharmacists whom they had never even met before. Cheering has nothing to do with friendship or grudges, it is purely out of love for pharmacy itself.

At this moment, everyone sincerely hopes that he can succeed.

"Thank you everyone for coming!"

The moment the sunflower petals flashed, Lin Li gently sprinkled the silvery moonlight grass, and then saw a white mist rising up. Lin Li stood in the white mist and put out the pot under the crucible. opened the fire, turned around and bowed to a group of onlookers, the pharmacist, and then left the pharmacy table without looking back...

The white mist filled the air, with a faint sweet fragrance, making everything in the entire guild's pharmacy room blurry. A group of pharmacists all looked longingly at the mist.

Balbo was the first to stand up. Because the action was too intense, the wicker chair under him was instantly thrown behind him. Although the expression on his face was calm, the hands tightly attached to his sides were already Unable to help but tremble slightly, Green Burnside stood up next, then Anduin, who looked nervous, and then the pharmacists who stood up one after another...

They were paying tribute to this young magician in this way.

Yes, he really succeeded.

According to the description on the recipe, UU Kanshu www. uukanshu． Once the net potion is prepared, it will appear in a thick and transparent state. When you get close, you will smell a faint sweet aroma, just like the smell of maltose. Everything is the same as the liquid in the crucible. No two.

This young magician, who is less than twenty years old, has solved a problem that no pharmacist in France has been able to solve. Today's exchange meeting is destined to make this young man the most dazzling star in pharmacy!

After a brief silence, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted in the pharmacy room. Hundreds of pharmacists, whether they knew each other or not, whether they had grievances or not, were all immersed in great joy at this moment. This young man solved is not just a simple bottle of potion, but a problem that plagues all pharmacists in France. The birth of this bottle of potion represents a huge progress in pharmacy!

This chapter was a bit of a headache. I wrote several versions but none of them were satisfactory. I revised it over and over again, and finally set a record for being the latest update this month.

But fortunately, it still exploded as promised, although not much.

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