Side Effects of the Night Mental Consolidation Potion

Wizard Mode returned quickly, but her expression was rather grim.

The other Wizards in the group gathered around as well.

"Mode, what did Andre want with the two of you group leaders?"

"Andre said he wanted to inspect the data reports today, so he told us to end work early."

"Ah?" A Wizard from one of the groups asked in confusion, "Why would inspecting the data reports require us to end work early?"

"It's just so he can win." Mode rubbed her brow, her tone disgruntled. "Lexus, the newcomer who joined their group today, suffered side effects after drinking a potion and can't work. So he dragged our other two groups into stopping work as well."

"Hey, hey, hey, seriously? Isn't this the time for everyone to pull together and brew high-quality potions? Why is he pulling something like this now?"

A Wizard asked in bewilderment.

The other Wizards were equally puzzled.

Mode said, "Our research is basically already successful, so it won't matter even if we lose a day or two. Forget it. Andre has always been like this. Complaining is useless when he's the person in charge of this research lab."

"What about Group Three? They agreed to this?"

"Group Three is quite happy about it. Their newcomer is completely useless, after all."

"Once I become a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice, I definitely won't work with Andre again."

"Me too."

Several Wizards began voicing their dissatisfaction as well.

Andre was the only Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice among the three groups. Even without doing any of this, he would have been more than capable of defeating the other two groups.

Yet just to make his victory more secure, he had deliberately slowed down the entire research lab's progress over such a trivial matter.

That left the Wizards of Group Two dissatisfied.