"Huh?"
Weng Xiaomei's face stiffened.
What was this guy talking about?
This was a live broadcast.
Power Pills did exist in Chengyun's medical tomes, but over the years, they had become synonymous with crackpot practices and fraudulent folk remedies.
"Yes, it's called the Power Pill."
Zhou Zhi nodded and repeated himself.
Since Twenty-Three had chosen that name, she naturally had her reasons. Twenty-Three herself seemed quite satisfied with it, and wasn't that a Pestilence joke in its own right?
Weng Xiaomei glanced at Zhou Zhi's badge.
Thirty-Two?
Such a casual name—it was obviously an alias, wasn't it?
What was the event staff doing, letting even contestants like this in?
"Mm, all right, Plague Exterminator... Thirty-Two. I wish you success."
Weng Xiaomei had decent professional composure. She forcibly kept the situation under control while signaling the camera crew to switch shots.
"Is that all?"
The voice was still emotionless, but this time Zhou Zhi detected a hint of dissatisfaction.
Twenty-Three believed that no one could rival the name of her Elixir, yet the other party had failed to recognize its worth.
"That's normal. We were too fast."
Zhou Zhi straightened his cuffs, wiping away the fragrant ash left behind from preparing the medicine.
Twenty-Three paused. "Fast, huh? The pharmacological analysis really was pretty quick."
Who was Twenty-Three?
The former president of the Patient Association, the world's foremost genetic Plague Exterminator. Even after becoming a system, her ultimate talent could not be restrained. For ordinary Plague Exterminators, pharmacological analysis was simply absurdly overpowered.
Even Human Dragon-level pharmacists probably could not compare to Twenty-Three!
Meanwhile, Zhou Zhi continued advancing his Plague Extermination techniques through his integration of theory and practice. On his first attempt, he produced six finished Elixirs.
"The Child of Pharmacology, Xiao Wanzhou of [Gas Chromatography], has come out too!"