Central school building, sage courtyard, preliminary venue for the ‘Rainneck Bottle’ competition.
The combination of light purple tiles and white bricks looks quiet and beautiful. The open space in the courtyard, which used to be sparsely populated, is now filled with tables and instruments, and the surrounding area and the hall upstairs are also filled with students who come to watch.
Since this is one of the first competitions that second-year students encounter in the new semester, many students signed up out of curiosity. Including senior students, there are about 300 people participating, so the competition will have two preliminary rounds.
The other things to examine are some basic operating procedures to screen out those students who are trying to make up the numbers.
Several teachers stood between the hall and the venue to monitor the competition process to prevent cheating. There were also some members of the Order Department around to maintain order and protection. Most of these members were around Sequence 6. They were fourth- and fifth-grade students with strong abilities.
Also the school's violence department.
"...Then, the preliminary round has officially begun." After the examiner read out the long rules, the competition finally began.
The first preliminary round examines the production of [Hemostasis and Healing Potion] (Bronze Level). This is a common potion that requires a large amount of production and a large consumption. Sufficient raw materials have been prepared on site, and students only need to make it manually.
, after the potion is made, it will be labeled and submitted to the teacher for review. If the average score is over 80, you can enter the next round of competition.
After the competition started, the students did not waste time and began to operate. Various sounds began to be heard in the venue, including the sound of grinding materials, the sound of glass colliding, the sound of boiling hot water, and even the sound of explosions.
All the contestants were busy for a while. At the same time, many students watching were also talking about their favorite candidates for the championship.
"When it comes to alchemy and medicine, the magic sequence and the natural sequence are the best, followed by the angel sequence and the necromantic sequence. Do you have any comments about today's champion?" A slightly fat Eastern student held a feather fan in front of him.
From the top of the hall, he pointed to the country and said to the people behind him.
A student in dark green uniforms first said: "I saw that Senior Lamb from the Walled City College won the championship last year with [Bitter Cinnamon Hair Growth Potion], and this year he will achieve great success again."
The Oriental student shook his folding fan, sighed and shook his head and said: "Otherwise, bald senior Lamb, because of his own illness, has devoted himself to research for many years to create a medicine. However, his previous efforts have been exhausted, and it will be difficult to develop new medicines."
A student wearing an ultramarine uniform came forward and said: "Chief Tower, a century-old wizard, teachers and students are all sighing, Senior Jean, you can cheer for the champion."
"Alchemy genius, three-color golem. Although Senior Jean is good at alchemy, he doesn't know much about medicine. If he accidentally enters the competition, he may be doing it casually and not claiming the title." The student bowed his head again.
"I, Senior Errol of the Temple Academy, once made the ancient mercury recipe [Soul Condensing Potion], which was praised by the sages and rated as a gold and rare product. This time I participate, I may be the champion."
The Oriental student flapped his feather fan, clapped his hands and commented: "In the dynasty of mercury, ancient and modern times are different. Things are changing. Materials are hard to find. New medicines are made with old principles. Bitter raw materials are rare. It is difficult to get high marks and it is also difficult to win a crown."
"We have no idea who can win the first place now."
Seeing that the proposed candidates had been rejected one by one, everyone began to ask questions. Of course, some students were impatient watching the conversation between these Wen Zou Zou.
"You little fat guy, hurry up and stop waving your fan. If you can't satisfy everyone, you won't be able to go out today."
"That's right, I'm most annoyed by people who don't speak well."
Some students slowly approached the Oriental student who was holding the feather fan. Seeing that something was not going well, Lian Man raised his hands to shout stop, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then began to think quickly, preparing to say something to appease these people who were being shunned by him. Angry people.
"Ahem... Gentlemen, please listen to me." The classmate took a deep breath, and then his body slowly floated like a balloon.
"As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. I heard that the 'Poisonous Dogwood' club of Chengzhai College has been researching and developing new poisons for many years. Recently, they found a new member with sophisticated perception to operate and prepare the poison. It's enough, and I have great hope of winning the crown." This student with the feather fan actually changed his words this time and spoke more politely.
"That's it?" A strong man took a step forward and continued.
"I thought there were some great theories and new theories, is that all?"
Seeing that the big hand was about to capture the little fat man, the student spoke again.
"Wait a minute." He cleared his throat and his brain started working again.
"In ancient times, in the days of mercury, all alchemy masters were witches. Now the Walled City Academy has a new witch named Osuna. I think she can also be crowned." Nervously, the student's way of speaking Changed back again.
"What, is there a witch as a student in our school? Why haven't I heard of it?" Some students from other colleges exclaimed. At this time, everyone's attention was attracted by the news, and no one touched the little fat guy again for a while. .
"Really?" Many people don't believe it. After all, this is too novel. Aren't witches an existence that only appears in history or legends?
"It seems to be true. I heard some students say it." Several students from Chengzhai College replied hesitantly.
"Then you have to look forward to it this year."
Putting aside the conversation among the audience upstairs, the contestants in the courtyard below were all coming to the end of the production.
Lorraine Hill was wearing a red and black dress and a black hooded robe, standing inconspicuously among the crowd. She held the potion and shook it slightly, carefully sensing the changes inside. The potion in the test tube continued to ripple and mix, bubbles boiled, the color changed from dark to bright, and finally stabilized to a clear dark red.
Lifting the test tube slightly and facing the sun, Lorraine Hill observed its color and internal condition. Finally, he put it down with satisfaction, sealed it with a cork, and put his own label on it.
At this time, there was a burst of cheers from outside the stadium, which attracted her attention. She saw a group of people standing on the second floor, looking to one side of the stadium and shouting something. And where she was looking, there was a purple-haired man. The girl, holding the prepared potion in her hand, turned around and waved upstairs, like a star thanking fans for their cheers.
Osuna? Lorraine Hill thought, is she really a witch? In fact, I have checked it with the system before. Osuna is indeed a very special and powerful student. But she did not face Tidede. Silk, Si Ye's feeling of being as deep as the abyss and difficult to see clearly. If others didn't tell her, she would think of Osuna as a genius similar to Bumansha, and would not think of the witch.
But since so many people, including college teachers, have admitted it, maybe she understood it wrong.
"Loland~" A familiar voice came from the side, and the girl turned her head. Two familiar people stood on the edge of the arena, waving to her. They were the sister-next-door Bu Mansha and the slightly freckled Lily.
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On the fourth floor of the building, because it is too high to see clearly, there are not many people. There are only a few students lying on the guardrail to watch.
"The review of the grading has begun. I don't know if Gates can qualify this time." A student said to his classmates.
"But he himself doesn't have any big expectations. He will be satisfied if he can enter the top 30. He just doesn't know who will win the championship this time."
"What do you think, Rock?" He turned to his red-haired roommate and asked.
"I rarely pay attention to these, and I don't know who is better in this school now. However, if I want to be the champion, I think that girl is very likely." Rock's words were full of contradictions.
"Oh. You don't understand it so well, but you still believe it so much. Rock, your style is still so special, haha."
"Who is it, the purple-haired witch?" He pointed downward casually, as if he didn't take it to heart.
"No, I'm talking about the black-haired girl." Rock pointed to a hooded girl in the corner.
"She and I used to be classmates. Although we have never fought against each other and have very little contact with each other, I know that I will definitely not be able to beat her." Roque seemed to be sighing.
"That girl's perception is very powerful. She almost aspires to become a killer and my natural enemy."
"With such talent, coupled with her ability to coordinate and balance, coupled with her serious attitude, it shouldn't be difficult for her to win the championship."
"Is it so powerful? It seems that our 'True Red Rose' will have one more member."