Entrance Exam (3)

  More than twenty young men immediately followed suit.

  The venue of the Trial Hall is not small, and one trial hall can accommodate more than 100 people at a time. In addition to Shen Yanxiao's batch, there were five other batches of students who were taken to several pre-divided venues for testing.

  Shen Yan Xiao was led in front of a row of tables with various utensils laid out.

  "Now, I will demonstrate the preparation of the sobering potion once. You all need to watch carefully and confidently." As he spoke, the paralyzed instructor immediately began operating the alchemy tools in front of him. The crystal clear glass bottle was manipulated by his fingertips, and a batch of medicinal herbs were quickly refined into a half-bottle of emerald green liquid medicine. Step by step, he proceeded with the processing, while more than 20 new students stared intently at the instructor's every move, afraid to miss even a single detail.

  Within a few minutes, a perfectly clear stimulant appeared before their eyes.

  "You now have thirty minutes to operate. After thirty minutes, those who are qualified will stay, and those who are not will leave Saint Roland Academy immediately." The instructor's low voice sounded.

  More than twenty newborns suddenly shook their bodies at once.

  One practice session and they're having this group of people make their own wakefulness potions, it's simply ridiculous. Although wakefulness potions are the simplest among all potions, for these newcomers who can't even be considered as apprentices, it's just a disaster.

  But everyone knows that Saint Laurent College's assessment has always been abnormal, they don't dare to have any objections, and can only try their luck by relying on memory.

  As soon as the instructor's words fell, more than 20 freshmen immediately stood in front of a pile of alchemy equipment and started rummaging through it.

  The medicinal herbs had already been placed on one side, they just needed to follow the instructor's previous actions.

  Ideals are plump, reality is bony.

  One demonstration was far from enough for them to remember every detail clearly, and most people made huge mistakes in the second and third operations. However, in order to enter the pharmacy department, they had no choice but to continue with a hard heart. Anyway, everyone's level is about the same, whether it's wrong or not, as long as you follow the instructor's words and complete it, that's fine. Even if what you did was unsuccessful, others didn't do well either. As long as what you did was slightly better than others, that would be enough. They wouldn't believe they could kick out all twenty of them at once.

  Luo De stood by, watching a group of newbies messing around without any rules, his tightly furrowed eyebrows scrunched even deeper. Although these newbies had tried their best to see clearly what he had just done, when it came to actually doing it themselves, the result was still pitiful.

  Suddenly, Rode discovered an interesting situation.

  While all the newborns were busy fiddling with the instruments in their hands, one person stood motionless in front of the instrument from start to finish.

  He was a small guy with an extremely ordinary appearance, his thin figure was not noticeable among the crowd. He stood in front of the table all the time, his agile big eyes looked at various utensils on the table, but he didn't move his hands.

  Rod raised an eyebrow and didn't say anything, just looked up at the time.

  Thirty minutes passed in an instant, and more than 20 young people had completed all the operations, but the result was unbearable to look at.

  The wakefulness medicine made by Luo De was a pure emerald green, without any impurities, and even the simplest wakefulness medicine could reflect his extraordinary pharmaceutical skills.