At the center of the convention hall.
The reason this alchemy tournament's topic was exceptionally difficult was that it also took the judges an extremely long time to evaluate.
More and more members of the public and media had gathered outside. The preliminary round alone had already surpassed the popularity of past finals.
Finally.
The next day.
Inside the Memorial Hall.
Zhou Zhi led Tang Yu through the noisy crowd and watched as the scores gradually appeared on the giant screen.
"NO.102, Qi Kun, [Longevity Elixir], overall score: twelve points. The finished elixir was pitch-black, with barely any of the medicinal properties remaining. Several ingredients conflicted with one another, and the ground particles were excessively coarse..."
Before Zhou Zhi had finished reading, he heard crying from nearby.
That person must have been Qi Kun, right?
The critique was quite detailed, and it had taken a long time too—though honestly, they had already gone easy on him. In Zhou Zhi's view, that so-called Longevity Elixir was nothing but medicinal dregs. It could be called a complete failure.
Beside him.
Tang Yu had her eyes closed as she muttered under her breath, "Mother Earth, bless me. Let everything go smoothly, smoothly..."
As a Northlander, Tang Yu still held a certain reverence for the world's highest peak.
"NO.99, Feng Huibin, [Unnamed Elixir], overall score: thirty-five points. The elixir was not completed, but pharmacological testing found that this unfinished elixir had analgesic, circulation-promoting, and anticoagulant effects on the vascular and nervous systems."
Zhou Zhi looked to the side.
Not far away, Feng Huibin wore a smile.
He had performed beyond his usual level!
His research into the vascular and nervous systems had still proven useful.
He had made it into the top hundred of the alchemy tournament!
That was already an exceptionally impressive credential.