[Chapter 229 Chapter 229 Interstellar Thousands of People Dislike the Arrogant Young Lady (25)]
The finished reagents only need to wait for the judges to inspect them.
Yan Qing ignored the sealed test tube and took out the medicinal plant concentrate that had only undergone preliminary purification.
He waved to Yan Zixiao in the audience: "Yan Xiaoxiao, come up here."
Yan Zixiao blinked and pointed at himself in confusion.
Yan Qing hooked his finger and he ran up happily.
"This is too outrageous." Seeing so many outsiders showing up in such an exam, a judge wanted to stand up to stop it.
Considering the relationship between Yan Qing and the people around him, he pressed down his butt again. Seeing that Pei Changqing and Long Ze were indifferent, he had to suppress his anger.
The examiner didn't say anything, so how could he dare to interfere?
Pei Changqing tried to lean towards Longze with his bones weak, and several ice needles pierced his shoulders, but he dodged them by turning sideways.
He acted as if nothing had happened, still reaching out his hand to the man's shoulder as if they were good friends, and said with a smile: "The pearl covered in dust is about to make its mark. If you cancel the engagement so easily, what will Aze do if he regrets it in the future?"
He was probably the only one present who knew about the agreement between Long Ze and Yan Qing.
The chill in Long Ze's body stagnated slightly, and his sharp phoenix eyes swept across Pei Changqing with great oppression, and fell on Yan Qing on the assessment platform, without losing any of their coldness.
"That day will never come."
He said this calmly, still expressionless as if he had no facial expression.
"Then I won't be polite." Pei Changqing opened his eyes, the wrinkles on his eyelids were squeezed deep, and his green pupils folded a bit of playfulness.
He saw the value behind Yan Qing, and in exchange, he was willing to sacrifice himself to become a harbor that sheltered her.
What's the use of love? It can't be as comfortable as making money.
Long Ze glanced at him and said with a warning tone: "Don't mess with her."
Pei Changqing clicked his tongue twice: "This is not what the Aze I know would say."
"Don't forget the relationship between the Long family and the Yan family." Long Ze, who never bothered to explain, replied to him.
"Oh~" he dragged out the last syllable meaningfully.
Mika looked at him disapprovingly: "Changqing, Aze is right, Miss Yan is sincere and kind, you should not hurt her."
Pei Changqing touched his nose: "I'm not that playboy Lance."
So he is the only one playing the bad guy?
He focused his attention on the stage, not doubting that Micah's speaking for Yan Qing had some intention towards her.
After all, this guy always looks compassionate and believes that all beings are equal.
After Yan Zixiao walked to Yan Qing's side, he blushed and looked at the two wood-type mutants standing beside him with smooth muscle lines.
He scratched his ear embarrassedly: "Sister, I, cough... do I have to take off my clothes too?"
Yan Qing slapped him on the neck: "What are you thinking about? Who is interested in boiled chicken?"
Yan Zixiao curled his lips and muttered quietly: "I'm not a boiled chicken, I'm a strong chicken."
Yan Qing gave him a light glance and he immediately fell silent.
"Sister, what do I need to do?" he asked curiously after a moment.
Without even looking at the expressions of the people in the audience, he only focused on the potion that Yan Qing had already prepared and put aside, with a hint of pride on his face.
Given her sister's level of mental strength, it was remarkable that she was able to accomplish it.
Although it is still unknown whether the potion is of low-grade quality, the fact that his sister was able to make it properly is already a miracle worth celebrating.
Seeing his grin that showed his teeth so much that his eyes were not visible, Yan Qing's mouth twitched.
Compared with the steady Yan Zixun, although this guy always looks like a boss with his nose in the air, he is actually very simple-minded, a typical stupid son of a landlord.
She handed over the glass containing the green liquid and instructed, "Use your mental power to continue purifying it."
"Ah?" Yan Zixiao rubbed his hands awkwardly and reminded in a low voice, "Sister, I'm not from the Department of Medicinal Plants."
Yan Qing didn't waste any time talking to him and gave the order directly: "Imagine it as a towel, and what you need to do is to use your mental power to squeeze out the excess moisture from it."
"Do this right now, right now, or I'll post a picture of you wetting the bed when you were six years old on Star Network tomorrow."
She added.
Yan Zixiao shuddered, and under the puzzled gazes of everyone, he mobilized his mental power to touch the half cup of medicine.
"You don't need too much mental energy. Control the strength, just like piercing a hole with a needle." Yan Qing frowned.
She discovered that in this dimension, the way people train their mental strength is to output a large amount of energy, recover slowly, then output a large amount again, and repeat this process over and over again.
Almost everyone pursues the momentum of bold and decisive actions, but ignores the delicate use of mental power.
After she obtained the divine power bestowed by the Heaven in the previous plane, she tried to look through the information about cultivating immortals collected by Xiao Ba.
After discovering that the spiritual consciousness of cultivators and the mental power of psychics came from the same source, she figured out the method of dual cultivation of spiritual consciousness.
Everyone in the world believes that only wood-type mutants with A-level or higher spiritual power can communicate with medicinal plants and refine medicines.
Actually, it is not.
The mental energy required to separate and purify medicinal plants is not much at all, and is not limited by the operator's supernatural powers.
In other words, as long as you have a talent for medicine, you can try to make medicine.
Seeing what she wanted to do, all the teachers and candidates couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the beaker on the stage that was surrounded by water-based mental power.
Even when the assessment time was over, no one said a word, for fear of disturbing Yan Zixiao.
Those who were taking the test on the same stage also spontaneously stood further away.
Shen Man, who passed the test and did not choose to leave, squeezed her hands excitedly and looked at Yan Zixiao with hope in her eyes.
The master who discovered her talent in alchemy fell to level B after being injured and retreating from the front line.
Everyone believes that only those with A-level psychic powers have the ability to communicate with medicinal plants.
Therefore, the teacher who was unable to refine medicine was always depressed and even thought about committing suicide many times.
But now someone told her that alchemy was not restricted by the type of supernatural power or the level of mental strength.
How could she not be happy for her Master?
Pharmacists are scarce talents. If she succeeds in breaking the world's cognition, it will cause a great shock to the entire galaxy.
what does that mean?
This means that the soldiers on the front line will no longer be short of medicine, and with enough endurance, they will no longer have as much trouble facing those high-level Zerg as before.
Long Ze was inspired, and his aura suddenly became restrained.
The look he cast towards Yan Qing again was no longer as indifferent as before, but instead contained a hint of admiration that was hard to ignore.
He had fallen into a misunderstanding before, but now he realizes that the growth of mental power does not lie in its application but in its control.
Pei Changqing looked at his raised lips suspiciously: "Promoted again?"
"Yeah." Long Ze's joy was reflected in his slightly raised brows.
The smile on his lips was like the first melting of winter snow, smoothing out the cold and hard edges.
"Incredible." Pei Changqing spoke, but his words were directed to Yan Qing on the stage.
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