The Good For Nothing Seventh Young Lady's

Entrance Exams (3)

Over twenty young people immediately followed the instructor.

The space in the entrance examination hall was not small, and it seemed like it could accommodate up to a hundred or so people at once. There were also five batches of students who entered along with Shen Yanxiao's batch. They were all brought separately to places that had been partitioned long ago, to perform the contents of this test.

Shen Yanxiao's group was brought to the front of a row of tables containing all sorts of objects laid on it.

“Now, I will show you the method to make a clear-headed medicine only through once. Do you all have the confidence to see it all the way? ”Tutor expressionlessly said, before immediately starting to work with the medicine repair tool before him. The pure sparkling crystal bottle that was at his fingertips, along with one medicinal herb after another, was quickly refined by him into a half-full bottle filled with dark green medicinal solutions. He does the process step by step. Twenty plus students stared steadily at the tutor each and every move, deeply afraid that they would lose just a little.

After a few minutes, a perfectly clear classy medicine appeared before their eyes.

“Well, you all have thirty minutes to finish. After thirty minutes, the people who had graduated would still be there, and the people who did not graduate would have to leave the Holy Roland School immediately. "The teacher's deep and low voice resounded.

The twenty plus new students were immediately completely shocked.

After one exercise, he wanted them, this random group of people, to make a cold-headed medicine of their own? It's just a joke. Even though clean-headed medicines were said to be one of the simplest medicines, in terms of new students who could not even be considered apprentice apothecaries, this was only because they were experiencing misfortune.

However, everyone knew that the Holy Roland School examination had always been something as bad as this. They did not dare to retaliate, and only tried to rely on their memories to test their wealth.

As soon as the tutor's words were spoken, the twenty plus new students immediately gathered before the pile of medicinal repair items, and began to reverse them.

Dreams are many, but the reality is very thin.

He just pointed out once it was not enough for them to remember clearly every detail, and most of them, in quick succession, had big mistakes pop up when they started working. However, in order for them to enter the pharmaceutical branch, they could only strengthen themselves, and continue their work. After all, everyone's standards were almost the same. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, as long as they follow the tutor's words and proceed to solve it, it's fine — even if the one they created doesn't work. But others did not succeed. As long as they make it a little better when compared to the others, then that's okay, then, because they did not believe that the teacher could still have all 20 more of them kicked out at once.

Lou De stood to the side as he watched this group of freshmen, who were repeating the manufacturing work he had just done in the simplest way possible. He tightly locked the wrinkles on his brows so as not to get deeper. Although these new students were already trying to clearly know what they had just seen, when they actually started doing so, it was still a spectacle too terrifying for him to endure.

Suddenly, Lou De found something very interesting.

During the time where all the new students had been busy moving the items in their hands back and forth, there was one person standing motionless before the items from start to finish.

A little bastard who had a very ordinary appearance, and a petite figure who was extremely mediocre amongst everyone. He was constantly standing in front of the table, as his big, intelligent eyes looked here and there, at every kind of item that was on the table, and yet, he did not move his hands.

Lou De raised his eyebrows, but still did not say anything, and only raised his head to look at that time.

Thirty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and most of the twenty-plus young people had completed their entire work. However, the results they received were results that made people unable to see it.

The clear-headed medicine that Lou De produced was a pure dark green color, and had no trace of impurity. Even if it was the simplest clear-headed medicine, it was enough to reflect superlative skills in medicine.