Chapter 38 600 Nutrient Solution Plus
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..." Although Edith had already shocked her enough this morning, Marcia still couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, "This is simply..."
Being able to make complex potions and being familiar with the making of simple potions are two completely different abilities. For example, the senior researchers in the association have all the preparation of medicinal materials done by apprentices. They only need to study the matching and steps. If they are left to do the basic homework of students, they may not be as good as those students.
If Edith really prepared the medicine completely by feel without weighing it...what is her understanding of medicinal materials?
Am I still qualified to teach her?
William's mouth was still open, and the retort he had spoken was still ringing in everyone's ears. Before he even put his hands on any of the herbs, the basket of materials opposite him had become empty, leaving only a few waste items.
"This is impossible!" William stared at Edith's hand. "Although the juices of various herbs have been processed, the weighing, proportioning, and mixing... there is no way that can be done in such a short time!"
Unless... unless she prepared the finished potion in advance, hid the medicinal materials in a few seconds, and then placed the finished product on the table without anyone noticing!
William suddenly turned his head and looked at Marcia who was standing beside him in a trance, his eyes narrowed slightly.
This person... seems to be the first-grade pharmacy teacher?
"You are Mr. Taylor's student, right?" William said gloomily. "Are you pretending that you don't know the teacher?"
Edith was puzzled: "When did I say I was not her student?"
William sneered: "Sure enough. As a teacher, he actually helps students cheat..."
He looked like he had seen through everything, and turned to Marcia with contempt: "I'm telling you, even though you're a teacher, I won't swallow my anger—"
"Three, two, one, time's up."
Marcia came back to her senses from her shock and raised her eyebrows at William, who was the top pharmacist but couldn't calm down at all. She didn't remind him, but pressed the clock when the time was up and showed William the number in her hand: "Six minutes of challenge time, Edith successfully prepared the medicine, you failed to hand in the results, and it is automatically judged as a failure."
She didn't disturb anyone. It was William who wasted his time by daydreaming.
The tilted corner of William's mouth suddenly froze in mid-air.
"That's not right. I'm questioning! How can the time it takes to raise a question be counted in the challenge time?" His face flushed red. "Why did you judge me as a failure so quickly? What are you feeling guilty about?"
He didn't believe Edith could really win by her own strength - Marcia must be scared to be so quick to judge him a failure!
Marcia shrugged. She was already in a bad mood today, and she was forced to testify during the break. Her annoyance with William had reached its peak: "Okay, hey, you are in the third grade, and you are Mr. Fergus's student... I'll reluctantly open a back door for you."
"Everyone bear witness. From now on, you will be given six more minutes. No less time."
William's face turned even redder. What do you mean by "opening the back door"? What do you mean by "who said you are a third-year student"? The angry eyes of the first-year students around him were burning through him.
Marcia wants to discredit him!
But now that things have come to this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare the medicine. After all, the formula for the color-changing potion was a first-grade course, and he didn't remember it clearly, so he could only add it little by little and observe the changes in real time to judge the problem.
The whispers around them gradually grew louder. Although William's movements looked professional, the impact was nothing compared to the swiftness of Edith's casual pouring.
Not to mention, the things made by these "professionally" people don't seem to be that good.
"There are only 15 seconds left." Marcia looked relieved. This farce was finally coming to an end. "14, 13, 12..."
Oh no!
William still had two more potions to add. At this point, let alone trying them, even if he knew the ratio, he wouldn't have enough time to measure them with a measuring cup. He could only grit his teeth, trust his hand, grab a bottle on each side and pour them at the same time.
A pungent white smoke came out of the finished bottle. Marcia and Edith couldn't help but cover their noses, but people outside couldn't smell it. They could only see the white liquid in the crystal bottle.
"Is this...successful?"
William's last move was quite cool, which made him look cool to the onlookers who didn't know anything about potions. Many people stopped laughing and showed some admiration in their eyes - except for the senior students who took the potions course.
When they heard the people next to them sigh, "The level seems pretty good," they grimaced, looking as if they were upset.
This, this, this, is this the level that the top student in the third grade should have?
Even if the written test accounts for the majority of the exam results, the practical level should not be this low - holding the bottle with both hands, and pouring it into a container that is already filled with more than one-third of the liquid medicine in the bottle without a funnel, at a tilt of more than 45 degrees?
All the liquid in the bottle splashed out. Not to mention whether the ratio would change, if it was filled with poison, William would be dead by now. This was a completely illegal operation.
But no matter what the onlookers thought, William finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping his sweat and leaning on the lab table. Although the smell was a bit strange, the finished product he made was the same as the normal color-changing potion in terms of color and viscosity, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.
"Are you ready? If you are, let's check it out together."
Marcia clapped her hands, and the people around her immediately became excited and squeezed towards the window with all their might. The two people at the center of the vision were very confident, which made the onlookers' hearts waver.
This... Although the quick movements look cool, the first priority in preparing medicine is still the efficacy!
"Do you think Edith can win?" Vincent's heart was beating fast. He didn't have the courage to watch, so he turned around and secretly asked the classmate next to him.
"...She can win." The classmate was silent for a moment and finally answered his question.
"Why?" Vincent was surprised by the affirmative answer given by his classmates. "Tell me the reason."
The classmate couldn't stand it any longer: "Because I have eyes."
Vincent then realized that there was silence all around him. He raised his head in a daze, looking at everyone who looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, then he turned to look inside the classroom.
The flowers in Edith's hand were as white as snow, so bright that it made people's eyes uncomfortable. He shifted his gaze to William beside him, pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help it. The smile that surged in his throat blew out a melodious and loud whistle from his lips that were only left with a gap.
This seemed to be a signal, and countless people suddenly opened their mouths and laughed to the ground.
William's flower did change color, although it was a strange fluorescent green. Not only that, the liquid on the petals was wriggling inexplicably, bulging into small bubbles, which burst after a few seconds, splashing out smelly green mucus.
The mass of stuff landed on William's face, hitting him right in the middle of his face, flowing down along the curve of his nose, and finally landing in the depression under his nose.
——In other words, William now looked like he was covered in a ball of smelly fluorescent green snot.
"I probably mistook the white-footed worm's tail in the third step for a lizard's tail, and added fluorescent grass in the last step." Marcia suppressed her laughter, "So the thing turned green, glowed, and smelled - ah, the liquid splashing was probably because I was too hasty at the last moment and failed to prevent the bubbles from defoaming."
Edith's medicine had been in the pot long enough that the gas had been completely expelled.
William trembled in laughter, and used his limp arms to wrap the handkerchief and twist the sticky mass from his nose. He wanted to struggle again, but Edith obviously saw his thoughts, shrugged, and leaned down to reach William's basket.
"Sorry, can I borrow it for a moment?"
She was afraid that William would think she had done something wrong, so she simply took his things to demonstrate. William still had a lot of herbs left, so she quickly glanced at them and picked up a clean crystal bottle: "I'll slow down."
She lined up the materials that needed to be added and poured in each medicine in turn - no calculations, no weighing, just feel.
The whole process took about twenty seconds. Edith shook the bottle in her hand to make sure all the gas was expelled, and then poured it all into the bottom of William's green petals.
"It's so white, wow, it can actually cover up the effect of the failed medicine!" The students watching exclaimed.
Successfully completing it twice in a row cannot be explained by luck or cheating.
Marcia clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Congratulations to our Miss Griffin. You won the challenge even though I shamelessly gave the third grader a backdoor. Congratulations. You have kept your honor, and you don't have to worry about being challenged again for the next month."
She held one of Edith's hands, and with the other hand tightly grasped William who was trying to escape. As usual, she encouraged the loser, "At the same time, congratulations to our William, he has the courage to challenge, to question, and to innovate!"
Although it was a compliment, the people around him burst into laughter again.
As soon as Marcia finished speaking, William, who looked as red as a boiled shrimp, pushed through the crowd and fled. Edith also wanted to leave, but she had to accept the enthusiastic praise from the students around her, especially her fellow first-year students.
"Thank you. Sorry, I have to go..." Before she finished her words, a few nobles she had never seen before suddenly rushed out of the crowd, holding her hand with faces that were obviously not students.
Before Edith could react, they shouted "Excuse me" and "Get out of the way" and dragged her out of the house, to the open space at the bottom of the bell tower - a platform had been built there at some point.
With sickening smiles on their faces, they pushed Edith onto the bed.
This place is the central junction of different teaching areas, and there are a lot of people coming and going. At this moment, they all stopped and looked in Edith's direction in confusion.
"No, what are you doing?" Edith frowned. Marcia, who had hurried out, also had an unexpected expression on her face. She walked to Edith, lowered her head, and softly explained the current situation.
"This is... the decision-makers of the academy. They probably saw that you are the first one to try out the new rules, so they wanted you to speak up and affirm it."
Edith understood immediately.
The introduction of this challenge rule probably affected the interests of many people, and there must have been constant controversy within the academy. At this time, she, who was younger but stronger, could undoubtedly become strong evidence for the "pro-party" to continue to promote the rule - "First-year students with sufficient strength are not afraid of the challenge of third-year students. It is simply alarmist to worry about endangering the rights of the top ten."
“Therefore, there is no problem with the new rules and they can continue to be implemented.”
As for what she thinks, as a proud freshman who just won the challenge, out of emotion, she will definitely confidently agree with the rule: I am invincible, anyone can come. This just meets the needs of the leadership.
How did I get involved in the center of the power struggle for no apparent reason?
She sighed and looked at this group of leaders who had obviously come up with this idea on impulse, busying themselves on the simple platform. They read out the rules of the challenge again and said shamelessly that this would be a great innovation that would transcend the times.
"Next, let's hear what the first student who won the challenge and kept his reward thinks about the birth of this rule!"
In front of a group of students who were forced to "voluntarily" walk to the stage, Edith took the microphone from the leader.
The leader smiled, gave a thumbs-up with his hand hidden at his side, and said softly, "According to your truest thoughts."
Edith nodded, looked at the people outside the stage, and said calmly: "I object."
After she finished speaking, she was afraid that the leader on the stage didn’t understand what she said, so she explained it again in standard accent in front of the astonished nobles: “I oppose the implementation of the new rules in their current state.”
She emphasized the word "oppose" and it spread through the magic loudspeaker at the bottom of the microphone to the surroundings in this open space they had carefully selected.
The sleepy students in the audience suddenly became alert.
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