Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

"Did you see that? The information on the college bulletin board says that Master Lin, the dean of the School of Pharmacy, is really going to accept a disciple!"

"I see. This year, many students came here just for Master Lin. There have been rumors that Master Lin is selecting disciples from among the new students this year. I didn't expect it to be true."

"I came here just for Master Lin, hoping he would accept me as his disciple."

"Me too."

The students at Lincheng Academy were all discussing Master Lin's decision to accept a disciple. Some were expectant, others envious.

Lin Ziyu and Long Yan received a notice to gather at the academy square today. Regarding how they were divided into classes, Lincheng Academy's class system was quite unique: the strong students studied together, while the weaker students studied together. However, the strong students could choose three students to study with them, and one of these three students had to be from the School of Pharmacy. Along the way, they heard the most about Master Lin's selection of disciples, not the students' ability, but the type of students he would choose.

"Long Yan, do you know who Master Lin they are talking about?" Lin Ziyu asked curiously.

Hearing Lin Ziyu's question, Long Yan glanced at him with a look of disbelief. It was as if he hadn't heard of this and was extremely surprised. However, he continued, "Master Lin is a divine alchemist of the human race, the dean of the School of Pharmacy, and the younger brother of the head of the Lin family in Lincheng."

"What did you say?" Lin Ziyu was very surprised after hearing this. Master Lin was a member of the Lin family, how could he not know.

"You should call him Fifth Grandpa." Long Yan approached Lin Ziyu and said solemnly. "I'm curious, how come you don't know this?"

Lin Ziyu's brain froze for a moment. He couldn't say that he was not the original Lin Ziyu. Besides, the original Lin Ziyu didn't know all this. He was just a canary raised by his stepmother, a little white who knew nothing, and was fooled into committing suicide by a small housekeeper.

Lin Ziyu pretended to be calm and said, "You know I just came back from Yuecheng. How would I know all this?" His tone was very weak.

Long Yan chuckled after hearing this, "Master Lin is a person known to all three tribes, especially the three-year-old children of the human race."

Lin Ziyu sighed inwardly, having never imagined the original owner's identity was so prominent. He hadn't understood the situation clearly. Wasn't this the end? Just as he was struggling with what to do, Long Yan suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Ziyu, do you want to know why Master Lin suddenly accepted a disciple this year?"

Lin Ziyu looked at Long Yan in surprise and answered subconsciously: "Is there any inside story here?" After saying this, he realized his current situation and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Long Yan unconsciously recalled the person described in the information he had obtained about Lin Ziyu a few days ago. This person was completely different from the Lin Ziyu in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder who was the real Lin Ziyu.

In just a moment, Long Yan continued, "Well, this might be a competition between two god-level alchemists." He slowly began to tell what he knew.

"It's been a long time since someone last refined a divine-level elixir. Ten years ago, the royal alchemist, Master Huang, first announced that he had successfully refined three divine-level elixirs. Immediately afterwards, the Sea Tribe invited him to refine them again, and surprisingly, he succeeded once again. However, when the Orcs asked him for help, something unexpected happened. That's when Master Lin appeared. Surprisingly, he only used three portions of medicinal materials to successfully refine six divine-level elixirs, while another alchemist used a full seven portions to obtain the same number. Now, ten years have passed, and the time has come to refine divine-level elixirs. Given Master Lin's exceptional skills, both the Sea Tribe and the Orc Tribe are eager to invite him to assist them in refining elixirs. Three months ago, astonishing news arrived from the Human Imperial City: Master Lin and Master Huang will face off at the next Alchemy Conference. The loser must acknowledge their superiority and be prohibited from further alchemy activities for three years. The specific format of the competition remains a secret, but rumors soon spread that the two masters would be accepting disciples.

As Lin Ziyu listened to Long Yan's story, a hint of curiosity welled up in his heart. He couldn't help but ask, "How do you know all this?" Hearing this, Long Yan glanced at him indifferently, as if he was a little puzzled as to why Lin Ziyu's focus was so peculiar.

Feeling the meaning of Long Yan's eyes, Lin Ziyu lowered his head in embarrassment. Fluffy Ball had clearly told him that Long Yan held a high status among the Orcs; he simply hadn't remembered it for a moment.

"We're at the square." Long Yan looked at the square in front of him and said to Lin Ziyu behind him.

"Oh." Lin Ziyu stood up obediently and looked forward. There were already many students standing in the square. These people were wearing clothes of two different colors. They seemed to be students from the School of Martial Arts and the School of Pharmacy respectively.

Lin Ziyu was a little curious, wondering what these people were doing here, but he didn't ask much. He just followed Long Yan and walked behind the students from the martial arts academy in the square. Before he could stand still, he heard someone calling him, "Lin Ziyu, Lin Ziyu. Over here... over here..."

Lin Ziyu looked up and saw that it was Song Baobao, so he pulled Long Yan over. "Song Baobao, this is Long Yan, my friend."

"Longyan, this is Song Baobao." Lin Ziyu pulled Longyan's clothes and said.

"Hello, I'm Song Baobao." Song Baobao said politely.

"Long Yan." Long Yan only replied with a name and stood quietly beside Lin Ziyu, exuding an aura of "don't come near me".

Song Baobao was so scared that he didn't dare to speak. At this moment, a teacher's voice rang out in the square, "Hello, students. I am the freshman counselor Rosen. Please be quiet. We would like to invite the twelve freshman coaches of this year's martial arts academy." Just as Rosen's voice fell, the twelve coaches walked up to the platform one by one and stood in line.

"Next up are nine freshman coaches from the School of Pharmacy."

The nine freshman coaches from the School of Pharmacy also took turns walking up to the podium.

"Everyone welcome the two Deans Lin!"

The two deans of the Martial Arts and Pharmacy Schools stepped onto the platform simultaneously. They were both middle-aged and looked very energetic. One wore a cyan robe, the other a white one. The two of them stood together in stark contrast.

The students below began to applaud, expressing their respect and welcome to the two deans. The applause was thunderous and deafening, showing the admiration these young people had for the two deans.