When he arrived at the potion competition area, after Liu Zhe showed his alchemy certificate, he immediately got a number 567 card, which means he is the 567th contestant to enter the field. There are already more than 500 people in front of him.
On the way to workbench No. 567, Liu Zhe looked at the contestants around him. Looking around, there was no one below the fourth-level alchemy apprentice. There were so many contestants on the scene, each of whom reached at least the fourth-level apprentice under the age of 30. This is a top genius figure in any city branch.
When Liu Zhe was inquiring about other contestants, others were also inquiring about him. His eyes were gathered on Liu Zhe's face and then moved down to the alchemy white robe. This made them stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party actually covered the alchemy level.
Whoever attended the competition was not a proud person? The picture emblem on the alchemy white robe was
Their pride is almost a few people who block their alchemy levels, and that kind of behavior itself is a kind of insult to themselves.
"Hmph, pretending, President Trump must be the reason why he paid attention to him because of the relationship behind him." A contestant sneered contemptuously. If anyone among the contestants is the most eye-catching, it is undoubtedly Liu Zhe who had just talked to Trump.
As soon as his tone fell, he happened to meet Liu Zhe's eyes. At this moment, he turned his gaze as if guilty. He was so contemptuous that he never dared to provoke Liu Zhe. Liu Zhe only looked at him indifferently and did not say anything more.
With the hearing of Liu Zhe's 11-level magician, he could naturally hear the whispers around him. Most of them were not good words, but Liu Zhe was not affected by this mentality. After all, he had encountered many such situations.
Not long after, Liu Zhe came to workbench No. 567 and took the seat, and after him, contestants entered the stadium. The number of people at this time was probably more than 600.
After entering his workbench, Liu Zhe first glanced at the general instruments, and suddenly, he had a rough estimate of the quality of these alchemy instruments.
Waiting, time passed slowly. After Liu Zhe took his seat, five minutes passed. At this moment, there were already 700 contestants in the potion competition area. Liu Zhe once left the most powerful person, a blonde young man, who was only about twenty-seven or eight years old, but he was already a second-level alchemist!
In addition, the most are probably the first-level alchemists. According to Liu Zhe's observation, among the 700 people in the field, the number of first-level alchemists accounts for at least 400. Most of the geniuses are stuck in this realm. Only extremely rare super geniuses can reach the second-level alchemists.
As for the remaining 300 people, they are generally at level 4 and level 5 apprentices. There is no doubt that in the eyes of the alchemist, Liu Zhe, there is no pressure in this game. Even the second-level alchemist is not taken too seriously by Liu Zhe.
The word "Master" is a threshold. Once you step into it, you will be reborn and will definitely not be on the same level as the alchemist.
"The competition in the potion competition area will start in one minute. Please ask the contestants who have not yet reported to come quickly. Those who are late will abstain." At this time, a radio echoed in the venue.
After the broadcast, no one entered the potion competition area. It was obvious that the contestants in the potion competition area, including Liu Zhe, had already arrived in front of their workbench at this time.
A minute passed quickly. After a brief minute passed, an old man in a white robe stood on the platform at the front of the ring. The white robe was embroidered with an eight-pointed star totem, representing his identity as an alchemist!
"Hello, young contestants, I am the referee of the pharmacy competition area, Curlot." As soon as the old man walked on stage, he gave a simple self-introduction.
Kurot, a first-level alchemist in pharmacy, is collectively called a first-level pharmacy master. His reputation is not lower than that of Brie, who is also a first-level pharmacy master, or even vaguely higher. After all, Kurot has been immersed in a first-level pharmacy master for decades, and the experienced masters are probably inferior to Brie of the same level.
"Oh my God! It's Master Curlot!"
"Master Curlot is actually the referee of this game!?"
"I don't know if Master Kurot would like to accept me as a disciple!"
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There was a small commotion, and most of the people present were from an alchemy family. Of course, they were influenced by the legendary name of Curot since childhood and had heard of it. At this time, many young people were already excited to be able to make the idol they worship as referees.
After a self-introduction, Curlot took a last look at the entrance of the ring, and saw that there was no one else, and then said: "The registration time is over. We will start the first game now. Please wait at the workbench. The competition questions and the ingredients will be distributed by the competition personnel."
After hearing what Curlot said, all the contestants showed skillful reactions. After all, the people present stood out from many preliminary rounds and had already understood the process of the competition.
Not long after Curot finished speaking, a contestant came to Liu Zhe, leaving behind a scroll and a space ring. Then he did not stay for a long time and went directly to the next workbench.
Seeing the scroll on the workbench, Liu Zhe couldn't help but wonder what the topic of this first game would be, but because the game had not started, Liu Zhe could only endure the curiosity first.
Dozens of contestants were neat. Although the number of contestants was as high as 700, the work that was distributed was over in just a few minutes. Then, they returned to the referee Curlot.
Each contestant stared at the scroll in front of him, his eyes widening as if he was trying to stare through the scroll in front of him.
It’s not that everyone is nervous. The content of the scroll will determine the outcome of this game. In such a fiercely competitive game, if you encounter a type of potion you are not good at, it would be a tragedy... Even in a fair and just game, the luck still exists.
"The topic and the pharmacy materials have been distributed. We will start the competition immediately without further ado." When all the contestants returned to their backs, Curlot did not say anything long or explain it before the game. He took a breath and simply said briskly: "The competition time is an hour, and I now announce that the competition begins!"