Coming Won't Help Either

In the mountain cave.

Everyone stared at the Level Three Recovery Potion Wang Hao had concocted, unable to recover for a long while.

A seventeen-year-old high school student had actually reached the level of a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor. Who would believe that if it got out!?

Potions were created through chemical collisions and fusions, forming new elements, and those collisions and fusions could take countless different forms.

To achieve such fusion and collision, one needed insight beyond that of ordinary people, unparalleled hand speed, and the ability to seize the exact instant when the potions could collide and fuse.

All of that required vast amounts of time and money. Of course, the most crucial factor was talent. Without talent, everything else was meaningless.

But Wang Hao really had achieved it at the age of seventeen. If word got out, it would immediately trigger a magnitude-twelve earthquake throughout the Interstellar Federation.

"Hey, why are you people still here? If someone discovers this place later, are you going to take responsibility!?" Wang Hao looked at the doctors with disdain and impatiently began chasing them out.

The doctors opened their mouths, completely unsure what to say.

The Hundred Schools Competition had strict rules forbidding the use of potions during the competition, yet this contestant could make them himself, and Shawan Island was rich in medicinal herbs.

He was simply using local materials. What could they possibly say!?

Xia Weiwei looked pitifully at Wang Hao, squeezing a tear from the corner of her eye. "Brother Wang Hao, I want a Recovery Potion."

Wang Hao suddenly shuddered and stared blankly at Xia Weiwei. This Violent Little Loli was actually acting cute!? It was truly hard to get used to!

"Let's go!"

The lead doctor waved his hand, signaling the other doctors to withdraw. He had just received instructions from above: Wang Hao had not broken any rules. This was a skill he had learned himself, and anyone who objected could go learn it too.

At that moment, the entire Earth erupted, and the internet practically exploded.

"Is he really a high school student!? Are you fucking kidding me!?"

"His Greatsword Proficiency has reached Peak of Perfection, his footwork has reached Peak of Perfection, all his stats far surpass those of others at the same level, and now he's even a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor. Is he leaving no way for other high school students to survive!?"

"Forget high school students. Even university students might not be able to survive against him."

"This is insane. Everyone knows what it means for a team to have a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor."

"With the medicinal herbs on Shawan Island and a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor's ability, Berserk Potions, Purification Potions, Recovery Potions... he could make all of them. Just drinking potions would be enough to scare his opponents to death."

"Those two girls are so lucky to be teamed up with a man like that."

"Eleventh High School is a breeding ground for monsters. Next year, I'm definitely sending my kid there."

"That's right. Producing Wang Tianyi wasn't enough—they actually produced an even more monstrous Wang Hao."

"..."

In contrast to the praise from those who did not know Wang Hao, the students of Eleventh High School all looked as though they had swallowed a huge steaming pile of gold.

"That person definitely can't be that bastard Wang Hao."

"It's fake. It's all fake. How could a scumbag like Wang Hao be that powerful?"

"Wasn't Wang Hao's potion level only Pharmacist Apprentice Level One? Why did it become Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor!?"

"The principal must have hidden this from us."

"Who cares whether the principal hid it or not? I just want to know how Wang Hao broke through from Martial Apprentice Level Four to Martial Apprentice Level Eight in such a short time!?"

"Now that you mention it, I suddenly realized Wang Hao really did go from Martial Apprentice Level Four to Martial Apprentice Level Eight in half a month, crossing four levels."

"What kind of monster is he!?"

"Could it be that Wang Hao reached Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor, felt invincible, and then went off to train as a martial artist!?"

"Fuck, is it really okay to play Invincible Loneliness like this!?"

"I don't care what Wang Hao is. He defiled Eleventh High School's three goddesses. We have to expose his true face to the public."

"That's right. Let's get online and reveal all the bad things Wang Hao has done."

"..."

Su Mu no longer knew how to describe his feelings. In just the few days since coming to Earth, Wang Hao had brought him far too many surprises.

But this time, Wang Hao had displayed the potion-making skill of a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor in front of so many people. It would definitely reach the ears of those people from the Pharmacist Guild.

Given the Pharmacist Guild's nature, if they were willing to let go of a potion-making genius of this level, that would be the strange thing.

Principal Zhong Li's Smart Bracelet vibrated. When he opened it, he found a message from Luo Yao.

"Senior Su Mu, Mo Li, the vice president of the Pharmacist Guild, is already on his way to Eleventh High School." Principal Zhong Li smiled bitterly. Wasn't this too fast!?

"It won't help even if he comes. Wang Hao can only be a student of Tianbei University." Su Mu snorted coldly.

Principal Zhong Li sighed. Earth was about to become lively. He only hoped nothing major happened.

On Shawan Island, after Wang Hao and the other two recovered, they began moving stealthily through the forest.

"Xia Weiwei, why do I have to carry everything?" Wang Hao grumbled angrily.

Xia Weiwei turned around and patted Wang Hao's shoulder, her little face serious. "As the only man on the team, you should take on these responsibilities."

Le Xuan glanced at Wang Hao. The two Level Three Alloy Greatswords on his back weighed at least three hundred pounds, and the assorted ammunition and Hand Grenades probably weighed another five hundred pounds.

That was indeed making things difficult for Wang Hao, a Sensor and a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor. But considering that she was also a woman, Le Xuan chose to ignore it.

"Wait!" Wang Hao suddenly called them to a halt, no longer arguing with Xia Weiwei.

Le Xuan swiftly drew her revolver. Xia Weiwei quickly moved to Wang Hao's side, gripping her greatsword as she warily scanned their surroundings.

Wang Hao carefully stepped forward a few paces and slowly crouched down. A transparent thread lay close to the ground, connected on both sides to the fuses of Landmines.

"Who did something this unethical!?" Xia Weiwei snorted.

Le Xuan's willow eyebrows knitted tightly. She swept her gaze around, then fired without hesitation at a bush on the high ground ahead.

"Ah!!"

The next second, a scream rang out, and a figure rolled out of the bushes.

When Wang Hao and the other two gathered around, they saw a skinny man clutching his chest and crying out in pain.

"Why are you alone? Where are the others!?" Xia Weiwei kicked the skinny man.

The skinny man gave a bitter smile. "My teammates and I ran into Zhuo Chao. I was the only one who escaped. The other two were both eliminated."

"Zhuo Chao!" Le Xuan and Xia Weiwei's expressions grew solemn. Zhuo Chao was definitely the most difficult person to deal with in this Hundred Schools Competition.

"What's there to fear about someone who plays with mechs?" Wang Hao waved his hand and stepped forward to pick a black mushroom.

"Someone who plays with mechs!?" Xia Weiwei rolled her eyes. Did Wang Hao even know how much having a mech could increase one's combat power?

Le Xuan looked at the black mushroom in Wang Hao's hand and asked curiously, "What are you picking Black Doom Mushrooms for!?"