Chapter 616 Balbo’s Letter

"Then, President Ferre, I won't bother you any more." Wilkinson didn't think that President Ferre in front of him could answer his questions about pharmacy, so he said goodbye with some disappointment and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," Lin Li thought to himself that he had nothing important to do anyway, so he might as well tell these issues to Wilkinson, so he stopped Wilkinson who was about to leave and said, "You have nothing urgent to do, right?" , I happen to know how to answer these questions, if you are not in a hurry, you might as well sit down and listen to me."

"What!" Wilkinson was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

Lin Li shook his head slightly and said, "Isn't it just a matter of double-rotation cold extraction and nine-color qualitative theory? What a difficult problem it is."

"Ah!" Wilkinson, who had just turned around, was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide when he heard Lin Li's words. He almost thought he was going crazy.

Wilkinson was already an intermediate pharmacist and a proud disciple of Master Balbo, so the questions he raised were naturally not ordinary questions. These two questions were actually inspired by the weakening preparation of bone-eroding powder after he came here. He had a vague hunch that if he could figure out these two issues, he would probably be promoted to a senior pharmacist.

These two questions should be said to belong to the scope of advanced pharmacy, and those who can answer them must at least be senior pharmacists. However, the person in front of me, who was just recognized as a mid-level pharmacist, actually said that he could answer his question? Wilkinson said nothing to believe this was true.

"Let's go. One sheep is herded, and two sheep are herded. Let me tell you about it together." Lin Li took the piece of paper and walked outside. Although the original plan was to wait until all the medicines needed by Wuyun Town were prepared before officially starting to teach these pharmacists. However, since Wilkinson came with questions, and these questions were relatively representative, let’s explain them all to them to avoid having to explain them again in the future.

"Wait a minute, President Feyre..." Wilkinson felt that his brain was a little exhausted. Could it be that the magician president in front of him, who was younger than himself, was actually an old monster with a young appearance? He could no longer tell whether he was crazy or whether the magician was going crazy.

How much achievement can a person achieve at the age of twenty? Wilkinson became an intermediate pharmacist at the age of 21. At that time, the entire pharmacists union was in a sensation. It is said that in the history of pharmacy exhibitions, there had never been such a young intermediate pharmacist. Although Wilkinson has a gentle personality, he is still a young man after all, and it is reasonable to be proud of him.

but now……

"Everyone, stop for a moment..."

Suddenly hearing such a sentence, Wilkinson finally came back to his senses and found that he had unknowingly followed him to the pharmacy preparation room. President Ferre was walking towards the podium, and his companions all had strange expressions on their faces. Watch yourself.

"Wilkinson, go back to your seat," Lin Li came to the podium. Although he had never really been a teacher, he had seen what a teacher was like before traveling through time. His words sounded a bit like a teacher's.

Wilkinson responded without any resistance at all. Under everyone's surprised gaze, he obediently walked back to his position.

"Hey, what's going on? Didn't you ask a question? Why is he here?" A companion next to him asked Wilkinson in a low voice.

Wilkinson smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't figured out anything yet, so let's take a look together."

On the podium, Lin Li coughed twice and said, "Wilkinson came to me just now and said he encountered several problems. I took a look and found that these problems are very representative in pharmacy. Although now, Maybe some of you haven’t used it yet, but it doesn’t hurt to know something by analogy.”

It was only then that everyone realized that President Frey on the podium was actually giving a lecture. This is so crazy, so funny, so unacceptable. Although the pharmacists sitting here are all low-level and intermediate-level, their teachers are at least senior pharmacists, and they can often listen to lectures by masters. Now, such a young president of the Magician's Guild actually dares to step onto the stage to give a lecture. What qualifications does he have!

The pharmacists in the audience did not slam the door and leave angrily, but they all sat there with the mentality of watching the joke. Some people have even secretly made preparations to find some difficult problems to embarrass Lin Li on the stage to let him know that not just anyone can be a teacher.

However, as Lin Li's lecture progressed, the psychology of everyone in the audience gradually changed. In the pharmacist union, they are all known as geniuses, who know what is right and wrong, good and bad, and no one is willing to miss the opportunity to make progress just for the sake of anger.

In the whole room, there was only the sound of Lin Li's lecture. The young genius pharmacists under the podium had been completely dragged into the whirlpool of knowledge by him. They were all so mesmerized that they forgot everything around them. They were afraid that they would miss every word Lin Li said, no small movements or whispers, and even their breathing could not help but slow down a lot.

In the eyes of these pharmacists, the appearance of the young man talking eloquently on the podium has become completely blurred, his age and identity have been filtered out, and all that remains is a simple teacher teaching. They don't think about anything now, they just listen carefully and take all the knowledge taught by the teacher on the stage into their own heads. No one will think that they know too much.

Lin Li stood on the stage, talking non-stop. His eyes swept over the faces of the pharmacists in the audience. He was quite satisfied with the performance of the pharmacists at this time.

Being able to concentrate on learning under such circumstances shows that their thirst for knowledge cannot be interfered with by any other external object. I would never be a teacher, but with a group of students like this, I believe it will be much easier to teach in the future.

Lin Li answered several questions raised by Wilkinson in great detail from all aspects, and continued for more than two hours before stopping. At this time, the pharmacists in the audience were still immersed in the acquisition of knowledge, and no one made any sound.

When Wilkinson and others came to their senses, they discovered that the figure of the young magician president had disappeared on the podium. The whole room suddenly became buzzing with excitement, and almost everyone had expressions of surprise and disbelief on their faces.

"Just now... weren't you just dreaming?"

It's crazy. Is that young president really only twenty years old? But looking at what happened just now, people even suspect that he is a high elf lurking among humans. Pharmacy is different from magic, which relies more on talent. It can even be said that a person's achievements in magic are determined from the moment he is born. Pharmacy is a kind of accumulation of knowledge. Good talent only means that you can learn things quickly and have strong understanding ability. But no matter how fast you learn something, you still have to spend time to learn it. If you don't learn, you won't have any achievements. promote.

"Oh my god, he... what he just said, he can't be a senior pharmacist, right?"

Everyone has the same question in their minds. What kind of achievements does this young magician president have in pharmacy? Even the word genius is not enough to describe him.

"Actually, even mid-level pharmacists may know that knowledge."

Someone said something weakly, but was immediately refuted by others, especially Wilkinson who raised those questions.

"If you can explain these issues so thoroughly, even a mid-level pharmacist will be promoted to a senior level soon." Wilkinson murmured.

"Who is the master of pharmacy who actually cultivated such a monster?" A group of people said with envy. This class made everyone feel that they had benefited a lot, and it also made them extremely curious about the master who taught such a student.

It is already very difficult to train a senior pharmacist. To train a twenty-year-old senior pharmacist is simply unimaginable. Although the pharmacists present were all low-level and mid-level pharmacists, and there were no senior pharmacists, they were still able to tell the truth from the fake content in the class just now.

These pharmacists were either discussing the mysterious master of pharmacy, or sorting out the results of this class, and the whole room seemed a little noisy.

"Snapped!"

Wilkinson suddenly slapped the table and stood up, and the sound in the room was suddenly choked.

"What's wrong Wilkinson?" the companion next to him asked with concern.

Wilkinson also noticed his gaffe and said quickly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something." As he said that, he left his position and walked quickly outside the room.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, wondering what kind of illness Wilkinson was suffering from. Is it because the title of the top genius of the pharmacists union was no longer worthy of the name?

No matter what the people in the room guessed, after Wilkinson walked out of the room, he immediately went to the room where he rested, and started rummaging around after arriving. The suitcase was turned upside down, and clothes and miscellaneous items were thrown all over the bed. Those who didn't know it thought it was a thief.

After rummaging around like this for a long time, Wilkinson finally dug out a letter that was covered in a shapeless letter in the pocket of a piece of clothing he had changed into.

"Damn it, why didn't you even take the teacher's instructions to heart and make the letter like this? How could you give it to President Feyre?" Wilkinson said regretfully while holding the letter.

It turned out that when Wilkinson and his companions were brought to the Tower of Twilight by Grean, Balbo specially gave Wilkinson a letter and asked him to hand it over to Lin Li when he arrived. However, at that time, Wilkinson had the same idea as others, thinking that he had been banished to the Tower of Twilight by his teacher, so naturally he did not take this letter to heart.

After getting to know each other in the past few days, Wilkinson already knew that he and others were not exiled, but were actually here to receive training. Especially after listening to today's class, it is no exaggeration to say that even if it is just for this class, this trip is definitely worth it. It was only then that he remembered that he still had a letter written by his teacher to President Ferre in his hand.

Wilkinson took the letter and read it over and over for a while. Suddenly, his heart moved and he became somewhat curious about the content of the letter. There is no one around, so why don't you take a peek and see what Mr. Balbo's autograph letter wrote to that President Ferre?

There is no magic seal on the envelope, and there is not even any glue used. It can be seen that the content of this letter is not invisible to others, so there should be no problem if you take a look at it yourself. Wilkinson couldn't suppress his curiosity, and finally convinced himself, sat down at the table and gently opened the envelope.

"Master Ferre!"

Just after reading the beginning, Wilkinson almost fell off his chair in shock.

In the Anriel world, the title master is not used casually. It is a very important honorific title, especially now that it comes from the mouth of Balbo, the president of the pharmacists union. Being called a master by Balbo will never be a title that is only used to be polite, but a real honorific without any discount.

Did you read it wrong? Maybe this letter was meant to be given to President Ferret’s teacher? Wilkinson couldn't believe it - his eyes were closed, but the handwriting on the letter paper did not change.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wilkinson continued to look down, but the content behind made him more and more frightened. If he hadn't already met the young magician president, and just read the content of this letter, he would definitely have thought that this letter was written to an elder of equal status to Teacher Balbo. Even among the presidents of the Magician's Guild, UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net few could make Mr. Balbo word such words in his letter.

But the fact is that this letter was written to a young magician who was just twenty years old. However, the tone of the letter did not sound like it was written by an elder to a younger generation, but rather like that between friends or colleagues. There was no discernible difference in status between the two. To use a more vivid metaphor, Teacher Balbo looks down when talking to students and subordinates, and looks level when talking to other masters in the union, so the tone in this letter already sounds like he is looking up.

Wilkinson could no longer think anymore. The shock brought by the two thin pages of letter paper in his hand was beyond words. However, he thought that was all, but when he turned to the second page of the letter, he realized that it was not over yet.

What's this! Teacher Balbo is...actually asking that President Ferre a question?

Is there anything more exaggerated than this? Wilkinson almost collapsed. Teacher Balbo was not only the president of the Pharmacists Guild, but also a senior pharmacy master. No one knew the teacher's academic attainments better than himself. But now, his teacher actually asked President Ferre about pharmacy issues in a sincere tone in his letter!

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