Having survived the most difficult times, why would he care about these things? He put down the medicine in his hand again and successfully prepared it. This was already the second one.
After relaxing himself a bit, he began to clean the utensils and then started to prepare the third portion. The same bloodline potion could be perceived differently by different people. Blake once asked his master why he could be rated as a senior master using two bottles of bloodline potion.
Although the master did not answer him directly, he just told him that it was the same medicine. Even if you prepare it every day, one day you will find the difference.
At first, Blake couldn't understand the meaning of this. After all, what was the difference in taking the same potion every day?
It was not until an accident later that he understood the key: the success of the potion was not just about combining various herbal juices to achieve the desired effect.
Each link in it has its special meaning, and as long as you discover the interesting parts, the medicine will be very different.
After discovering this problem, Blake found his master and told him his guess. Lin Xingchen explained to him why he could become a high-level master with the help of two bottles of quasi-master-level potions.
“If you successfully combine the same herbs, you can only be said to have scored 60 points, because you have only passed.
Not only did he get the subsequent 40 points, he also secretly added a question after this one and added extra points for himself.”
Although Blake didn't understand how to add questions and extra points for himself, it didn't hinder his admiration for his master. Similarly, since his master was so great, as a disciple, he naturally couldn't be too mediocre.
When he no longer did the questions with the purpose of getting a passing score, the real door of pharmacy opened a tiny bit to him.
Many pharmacists will never see the scenery behind the door in their entire lives, but Blake officially began to come into contact with this mysterious world at the age of twenty.
The third potion was his new understanding of the bloodline potion. The first two bottles were for the competition, but he intended to dedicate the last bottle in his hand to his master as his work to improve his score.
As the host finally announced that the time was up, the only three remaining contestants had selected their works. Blake and Carter did not make any mistakes in their three chances, while the other one failed once due to some mistakes.
Although the final work selected can only be one bottle, there is no harm without comparison.
Looking at Black Carter, he was actually a little angry and surprised. He was surprised that this country bumpkin in his eyes could actually have such strength. He was angry because the one who set him off was not a famous person but a bumpkin from the countryside.
During the time they were evaluating the potion, Blake and Carter remained very calm. They both believed that they would definitely win in the end.
About ten minutes later, a pharmacist master from the professional association's final meeting, who served as the senior pharmacist judge, announced the rankings of this competition.
The third place went to the guy who had been trembling with fear for ten minutes, and he lived up to everyone's expectations and won the third place.
Before the name of the second place was announced, both the onlookers and the people present were very excited, because the difference between the first and second place would determine the future of the two pharmacists, as well as the private bet they had made.
Although the first place senior pharmacist is worthy of everyone's praise, if you see that the second place has a broken hand, it will naturally be more exciting for those people in the demon world who like to watch the fun.
"Before I announce the second candidate, I would like to ask you two whether the additional bet can be annulled. After all, you are the future of the pharmacists in the demon world, and you cannot ruin your future because of a momentary angry remark." The master advised in a serious tone.
"Master Kama, I am very confident in my abilities. If you are thinking about the person next to me, as long as he bows his head to me, I can agree to your request to cancel this additional bet!" Carter's mysterious confidence was mainly because Kama was speaking to Blake about canceling the bet.
Such suggestive words made his self-confidence swell even more. In his opinion, all this was Master Kama's hope that the country bumpkin beside him would surrender.
"Thank you for the advice, Master. However, I seldom participate in such gambling. But since this is my first time participating in it, I naturally don't have the habit of giving up halfway. Moreover, it is even more impossible for me to bow my head and show weakness to such a person! Of course, if he is willing to apologize to me for his rudeness, I can cancel this gambling." Although Blake may not be able to get anything out of a fight, he will show no mercy when it comes to tricking someone at the critical moment.
"What about you, Carter? Are you willing to agree to his request?" Kama looked at Carter again.
"Hmph, Master Kama, since he refuses to give up, then we can only teach him a lesson with facts. I refuse to cancel the bet and still insist on it. Please announce the second place winner! I want to watch him chop off one of his own hands with his own hands."
After a round of questioning that yielded no results, Master Kama could only shake his head and sigh, while the spectators stretched their necks, waiting for his show.
"Now I announce the second place winner of the Advanced Pharmacist Competition. His name is Carter..."
Kama's voice was like a thunderclap that shocked Carter so much that his smiling face suddenly froze.
He turned pale and thought he had heard it wrong, and asked loudly who Master Kama was.
Kama didn't answer him, but the onlookers at the scene collectively answered him: "The second place is you."
Although there are various ways to answer, the general meaning is that the second place is you, Carter, and it is you, Carter, who should have your hand chopped off.
This roller coaster-like process was hard for Carter to accept. Some people who were curious about the situation became annoyed when they saw him constantly shouting words like "impossible".
"Cut off his hand, cut it off quickly..."
After the first person shouted, everyone else in the audience seemed to be infected and shouted in unison that it was time for him to do his job.
Blake looked at the pale Carter and turned away in his desperate eyes. Perhaps in Carter's opinion, his slightly pleading response was enough to express his apology.
Blake's departure meant that Carter lost his last chance to cancel the bet. In the demon world, you can be any kind of person, but you cannot be a person without credibility.
Because this will not only affect the family and teachers behind him, a person or family that lacks credibility will not be accepted by the demon society.
Carter looked at the teacher's cruel eyes on the podium and finally had to cut off his left hand, because he knew that if he didn't do it, the teacher sitting so high on the podium would definitely do it himself.
As the first place winner, Blake did not show any joy and still had that expressionless look on his face. When he returned to his master, he just respectfully performed the etiquette as a disciple.
Looking at his little apprentice Lin Xingchen was very satisfied but he couldn't express this satisfaction. He patted him on the shoulder as a token of recognition.
Blake, who also understood his master's thoughts, had a smile on his face. Compliments from the outside world were worthless to him. After all, when he was penniless, no one had ever looked at him straight in the eye.
Only the master and three senior sisters truly cared for him and gave him this opportunity that was hard to reach in the entire demon world. Blake, who understood the key, naturally knew that without the master, he would not be where he is today.
Although the master did not say any words of encouragement, this gentle pat on the shoulder was enough to prove his encouragement to me.
"Tomorrow we will hold a master-level potion competition. Please arrive early and don't miss out on the exciting event." After relaying tomorrow's content, the host announced that today's competition has officially ended.
"Let's go! After we go back and wait until the competition is over in the morning, we can go and watch other people's master-level competitions!" Lin Xingchen led his people back.
Just as he was leaving the venue, he was blocked at the door. Among those blocking the door was Blake's opponent Carter. However, Carter, with his left hand wrapped in bandages, no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning.
"Master Star, right?" In front of Carter was a tall demon with two long curved horns on his forehead indicating that his race came from a very powerful race in the demon world - the Fear Demons.
"May I know what this gentleman's name is?" It was obvious that the other party came with bad intentions, but Lin Xingchen was not afraid at all.
"My name is Artem, and I'm also a master of potions. Carter is my student. I'm very dissatisfied with the competition between him and your student today, so I plan to make a bet with you!"
"I wonder what Master Atem is going to bet with me?" Lin Xingchen suddenly became interested. "A pair of hands!"
"The stakes are a bit high!" Lin Xingchen looked at Atem and said seriously.
"There's a bigger one. I wonder if you dare to take it!" Atem looked at Lin Xingchen with excitement in his eyes.
"I heard that you have recovered the method of making the longevity potion. Let's make a bet. If I win, you will give me the key method and information of the longevity potion."
"What if I win? What do you plan to bet?" It seems that this person is just using the excuse of standing up for his disciple, and what he really wants is his own life-extending potion.
"What I can take out is naturally extremely precious. What do you think of the law potion?" Atem is not the kind of person who lacks confidence.
"A pair of hands plus a law and two potions of longevity, it's indeed a big enough bet. But I don't know how you want to bet? And with such a big bet, can you guarantee that the final winner can get what he needs?" Lin Xingchen still had some doubts about this. After all, the longevity potion and the law potion were the top potions in the master level.