The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

Chapter 220 Competition Contents

As they were talking, students from all grades who were participating in the pharmacist competition came in one after another.

"Here I am, here I am, I see my third sister."

When Su Muzhe saw Su Qingning walking in from the entrance of the competition venue, an expression of admiration like a fanboy immediately appeared on his face, and his eyes were shining.

Following his gaze, Song Tian and other classmates from the Tianzi class, as well as Xiao Mufan and others, also saw Su Qingning at the entrance.

Compared with the lively scene of the senior students participating in the competition gathered in groups of three or four, Su Qingning stood alone aside, looking particularly weak and lonely.

When the senior students in the stands saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little pity for Su Qingning, but more of it was contempt and ridicule.

All kinds of gazes were cast at her, but Su Qingning pretended not to see them all. She remained as calm as before, and her expression did not change at all.

"Junior Sister Su, you really are the center of everyone's attention!" Wu Qianqian had walked up to Su Qingning without her noticing. She blinked and teased, "How about it, are you confident?"

Su Qingning glanced at her and nodded confidently, "Of course, the first place will only be mine."

Hearing this, Wu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha~ Junior Sister Su is really confident, then I'll wait and see."

After saying that, Wu Qianqian walked away. Although she didn't show it, it could be heard from her tone that she didn't believe Su Qingning could get first place.

It is true that Wu Qianqian admires Su Qingning very much, but she is more confident in her talent as a pharmacist. She does not believe that a first-year student can have a higher pharmacist level than herself.

Five minutes before the start of the competition, all the participating students entered the venue and waited.

At the same time, an elegant middle-aged man in a green robe walked into the competition venue.

When the instructors in charge of the competition saw the person coming, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all went to greet him.

"Dean, why are you here?"

The dean that the mentor was referring to was naturally not Qin Yanqing, but Wu Yue, the dean of the Pharmacist Branch, who was also the only emperor-level pharmacist known to the world in the Demonic Martial Continent.

For every pharmacist, being an imperial pharmacist is an unattainable yet desirable existence.

So, when Wu Yue appeared on the field, you can imagine how excited the students present were.

"Come and take a look." Wu Yue said with a smile, glancing at Su Qingning vaguely.

"Oh, I see." The instructor nodded, as if he understood. In his opinion, Dean Wu must have come here specifically to watch his daughter's competition.

Of course, other people thought so too, but only Wu Qianqian knew that Wu Yue was not here to see her daughter, but to see Su Qingning.

Ever since the entrance exam, Wu Yue had been thinking about taking Su Qingning as his apprentice, but he had been waiting and watching. He also knew that Su Qingning had performed very well since she entered school, but that was not enough for him to take her in as his apprentice.

Wu Yue came to this pharmacist competition specifically to see Su Qingning's true strength and decide whether to accept Su Qingning as his apprentice.

At this time, Wu Yue was only considering whether to accept Su Qingning as his apprentice, but never thought about whether the other party was willing to worship him as a master; perhaps his identity as an imperial pharmacist made him too arrogant, so he took it for granted that no one would refuse to worship him as a master.

But he forgot that there are always people better than you and there are always things better than you. With Su Qingning's talent, he is really not worthy of being her master.

Soon, the competition began. The content of the first round was to successfully prepare a potion within the specified time.

"Although you only need to prepare the potion, you need to select the herbs you need from among five thousand kinds of herbs."

After saying that, the mentor raised his hand and waved it, and a large pile of medicinal herbs appeared on the open space beside him. Roughly estimated, there should be four or five thousand kinds.

However, these five thousand kinds of medicinal herbs were piled together in a chaotic manner, colorful and dazzling to the eyes.

"Now, you have two quarters of an hour to select the herbs. Remember, there is only one copy of each herb, so you have to act quickly. If someone else takes the herb you want, you will have to prepare another potion."

As soon as the instructor finished speaking, all the participating students were dumbfounded. How could this be different from the previous competition methods? In the past, they would be provided with medicinal materials and told what potions to prepare, but now they had to grab the medicinal materials themselves.

That's right, just grab it, because as the instructor said, if there is only one kind of each medicinal material, no one can guarantee that the medicinal materials they need will not conflict with others. After all, there are many medicinal materials that can be combined with other medicinal materials to prepare different potions.

There are a total of 223 people participating in the pharmacist competition this time. That is to say, if each person has to prepare a potion, then a total of 223 potions will have to be prepared.

The situation may be slightly better for students in grades three and four, as they have been in school longer and have mastered more types of medicines. However, it is miserable for students in grades one and two, as they have only learned dozens of medicines in total. By the time they finally decide which medicine to prepare, the herbs they need may have been snatched away by others.

Everyone was complaining in their hearts that the content of this year's competition was too perverted, but they didn't know that even more perverted things were yet to come.

The instructor's voice, tinged with a hint of gloating, slowly rang out, "After selecting the herbs, you will have a quarter of an hour to prepare them. However, we have only provided thirty sets of tools for you to refine the herbs. Therefore, only the thirty students who gather all the herbs first will be able to continue to the next round."

what? !

All the participating students widened their eyes in astonishment and stared at the instructors in charge of the competition with condemning eyes, accusing them of being inhumane with their eyes.

The instructor ignored all these glances and announced, "Alright, the competition begins now. You can find the herbs you need."

As soon as the words fell, all the participating students didn't bother to think anymore. There was a moment of chaos at the scene, and they ran towards the pile of medicinal herbs at the fastest speed in their lives.

Compared to the anxiety of others, Wu Qianqian and Su Qingning were the calmest.

The two of them walked over slowly. While others were busy looking for and scrambling for herbs, they were quick to pick out the herbs they needed.

If someone is more careful, they will find that although Su Qingning moves slowly, her speed in finding medicinal herbs is not slow, and she is even faster than Wu Qianqian.

In just a moment, Su Qingning had found more than a dozen medicinal herbs, while Wu Qianqian only had ten. Just based on this point, she had already lost.