The tech expert gave an "oh," and after a series of swift and decisive actions, he provided the answer amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd.
"The longest is ten minutes, the shortest is one minute."
"Can the powder be made in ten minutes?" asked Manager Luo.
"It would be possible to do this in a dedicated pharmaceutical laboratory, but not in Sang Ning's case."
The pharmacy graduate, with the professional qualities of a specialist, gave a negative answer.
Everyone fell silent and looked at the director.
The director put on a mask of pain. He touched his round, chubby face; his rough, prickly skin mirrored his current mood.
"That's fine then."
After a long silence, the director, resigned to his fate, said weakly, "As long as the production method doesn't get out, it's fine."
It definitely won't get out of print because the method of making it can't be found.
However, just to be on the safe side, Luo and his team all looked to the tech guru.
He started sucking on a lollipop again. Noticing everyone's gaze, he took out a lollipop and gave a definite answer, "Don't worry, it won't get out of here."
For anything to be able to spread, two conditions must be met.
One option is to distribute it as a finished product.
Second: There must be a production method.
Unfortunately, neither of these two conditions were met for the bizarre powders that Sang Ning produced.
This also means that even if viewers wanted to make those medicine powders themselves, they wouldn't have a way.
So there's nothing to worry about.
Everyone was relieved upon hearing this, but then the planner's next words put everyone on edge again.
He said—
"What if Sang Ning really develops poison later on?"
This was a very serious question, and everyone fell silent again.
Even after all that, the planner wasn't going to let them off the hook. Instead, they added, "And if she really does use poison to take down all the contestants in the final moments and win the game, should we acknowledge her as the winner or not?"
Should the reward be given or not?
This was something the director should worry about, so the group of people looked at the director again.
The director, who had just removed the Pain Mask, put it back on under everyone's gaze. He frowned and fell into deep thought. He had never encountered such a situation since he started surviving on the desolate planet.
Now that Sang Ning, an unconventional player, has suddenly appeared, I'm both happy and have a headache; it's so painful.
Taking a deep breath, the director, having already made up his mind, said in a deeply sorrowful tone, "Recognize it, issue it."
"Manager Luo, please remind Sang Ning that she can use poison. After all, it's one of her survival skills, and according to the program's rules and regulations, it's a legal thing to do."
"But there's one condition: the use of poison is not allowed to cause any harm to any contestant's body, otherwise she'll be in big trouble."
Manager Luo's mouth suddenly opened. He wanted to say to the director, "Have you lost your mind? If so, please call out, and we can help you fix your head."
"Did you hear me?"
Before receiving a response, the director shot him a glare, and Manager Luo promptly swallowed back the words he was about to say, instead saying—
"I heard you."
"Please rest assured, Director, I will remind Sang Ning."
Thus, Sang Ning received instructions from the person in charge, Luo.
Upon hearing what the person in charge said, not only Sang Ning, but everyone present fell silent.
Outside, the rain pattered and thunder rumbled, but apart from that, there was not a sound at all; the silence was somewhat eerie.
Finally, Philoia broke the silence, her face full of confusion, "You're allowed to use poison?"
The person in charge, Mr. Luo, nodded and said, "Sure, if you have pharmaceutical technology, you can use it too."
Everyone: "!!!"
If they had this technology, would they need to come here and worship the big shots?
The person in charge of Sang Ning is just as ordinary as her. It's true, it's just that they can't meet. Otherwise, based on what the person in charge of Luo said, they would have a reason to get his spatial lock and beat him up.
"No need, we don't have that technology."
Phylloa's face was expressionless as she asked Sang Ning, "Are you really going to use poison?"
"I wasn't planning to use it."
Sang Ning smiled, "I don't know how to make drugs."
They can, but they have medical regulations that prohibit them from using poison on ordinary people.
Those who violate medical training will be expelled from the school.
Although she is now in the Moykaz universe and not in her original world, it does not mean that she has to disobey medical orders.
Whether her sect's patriarch would jump out of his coffin and give her a good beating if she dared to disobey the medical precepts is unknown, but she certainly wouldn't be able to get past her own conscience.
"You don't know how to make drugs?"
Philodia and the others were skeptical of her statement.
The audience, including the director, were no different. Sang Ning was unfazed by this and frankly stated, "Yes, I don't make drugs."
"Drug manufacturing..."
She organized her thoughts and tried to use simple and easy-to-understand language to deceive, or rather, to make everyone believe her.
"It's quite difficult. It relies on pure plants and the venom of poisonous substances to make poison. If the dosage is not controlled properly, it can cause irreversible damage to the body or even death."
"That's illegal."
"Putting aside the fact that I don't know how to make drugs, even if I did, I would never break the law in front of all intelligent life in the universe."
"Life is so beautiful, I really don't want to mine for free for the rest of my life until I die of old age."
She spoke very sincerely, and after a brief silence, everyone burst into laughter.
Emmanuel joked, "If the production team gave you a waiver, saying that using drugs isn't illegal, would you have used them?"
Sang Ning pretended to think seriously for a few seconds, then nodded decisively and said, "If the production team really dares to issue this disclaimer in front of all the contestants and the audience, I can go and study how to make drugs right now."
"No, no, no, you absolutely mustn't go and study it."
Clyde was startled and immediately spoke up to stop him, "Poison is dangerous. We should avoid it if possible. What do you think?"
Sang Ning laughed, "I never intended to touch it. It wasn't easy for me to live this long, so I cherish my life."
That's true.
It's not easy for anyone to survive to adulthood on a planet like E72, where the environment is extremely harsh. It's understandable that they value their lives.
Only after arriving here did the group begin to believe, with a hint of doubt, that she wouldn't make drugs.
As for when I can completely trust her, that's unknown, and nobody can say for sure.
Of course, Sang Ning didn't care about this at all.
Poison can save lives in certain situations; traditional Chinese medicine has a treatment method of using poison to fight poison.
But as I said before, she was bound by medical training and never intended to use poison, nor did she intend to use poison to save anyone.
With modern medical technology, let alone using poison to fight poison, her traditional Chinese medicine would only be heading towards its demise.
The medical technology here is so advanced that cancer is like a minor cold; it can be completely cured with just one course of treatment consisting of three targeted drugs.
In this situation, her medical skills were truly useless.
(End of this chapter)
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