At last, the two hours came to an end. The String Knight plucked the strings of his lute, and the instant the music rippled out, everyone froze in place.
Clearly, the String Knight had activated his Pathway ability, immobilizing everyone at once. Whether they were bottling potions or had already closed their eyes to rest, all of them were frozen where they stood.
"The certification is over. My two teaching assistants will now inspect your work. Those who succeeded should arrange their potions according to their numbers, and I will confirm their quality. Those who failed, leave now."
The String Knight's voice carried unquestionable authority. He plucked his lute again, and everyone regained the ability to move. Lu Yuan could feel the restraint on his body as well. It was not particularly strong—he could have broken free with a little effort. But he chose not to. There was no need.
As soon as those words were spoken, at least two-thirds of the people in the Intermediate Tier helplessly left their cubicles. Booker did not leave. He remained where he was, clearly having successfully made two bottles of potion as well.
Noticing Lu Yuan's gaze, Booker gave an awkward smile. Heh heh, who would have thought this guy was such an expert? Thinking back to the things he had said earlier, he felt so embarrassed. Lu Yuan, however, did not notice Booker's discomfort. He simply arranged his three bottles of potion according to their numbers and paid no further attention.
The two teaching assistants soon came over and assessed the people who had not left one by one, confirming how many potions each person had made. Once they were done, they signaled the platform, indicating that the String Knight could come down to inspect them.
Confirming quality was not their responsibility.