Traveling to the future, the story with the orc king

"Please, students, write down the types of medicinal herbs in front of you, their functions, ages, and growing environments. The time is one hour." The presiding instructor said loudly.

As he finished speaking, the students participating in the competition quieted down and looked carefully at the herbs in front of them. Some were classifying the herbs, while others simply wrote down the herbs they recognized.

Some people outside were discussing in low voices who would win. Some guessed that the person sitting at table 32 was Lu Mingran, the new generation of alchemy genius in Songcheng.

Some people guessed it was table 29, and she was Lan Jiuer, the daughter of Lan Xueying, a seventh-level alchemist at the School of Pharmacy.

Lin Ziyu looked at the mixed herbs in front of him, took a deep breath, and then sorted them out one by one. Then he began to carefully write down the name, growth time and medicinal value of each herb.

Lin Ziyu had just finished writing his last stroke when he put down his pen, stretched his stiff wrist, and subconsciously glanced upwards. Just then, the presiding instructor's voice rang out, "Time's up, please put down your pen."

Lin Ziyu thought to himself: Time flies so fast, I didn’t even have time to see how other people were doing.

Then, I heard someone participating in the competition shout, "I haven't finished writing yet!"

"It's over, it's over, I haven't finished writing yet!"

"What exactly are these two medicinal herbs? I can't remember them clearly."

There were several exclamations from all around.

"Please ask the instructor of the School of Pharmacy to check which students have passed the competition." The presiding instructor said loudly,

As soon as he finished speaking, ten instructors walked down from the stage. They would check the contestants' results to ensure that their answers were correct. Those who did not finish or whose answers were incomplete would be eliminated on the spot.

Each of the ten instructors only needed to examine five contestants, so it wasn't long before one of them approached Lin Ziyu. He carefully checked the herbs on the table to see if they were correctly categorized, then picked up Lin Ziyu's answer sheet and read it carefully.

After a thorough inspection, the instructor nodded with satisfaction and gave Lin Ziyu a pass sign, indicating that he had successfully passed the first round of assessment and could enter the second round of the alchemy competition. Then, the instructor told Lin Ziyu that he could stay in his seat and wait, because the alchemy competition would begin soon.

Lin Ziyu nodded and remained seated. The instructor then moved on to the next contestant, beginning a new round of inspections. The atmosphere was tense yet orderly, with everyone anticipating the next round of competition.

Time passed, and other contestants also passed the first round of assessment. Finally, all the contestants were examined, and a total of 37 students passed.

The presiding instructor walked up to the podium, cleared his throat, and said, "Dear students, the second round of the alchemy competition will begin next. Please use the herbs in front of you to refine pills. This competition is limited to two hours and officially begins now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member immediately brought out the alchemy furnace prepared in advance by the academy, ensuring that there was one next to each student.

Lin Ziyu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and quickly adjust to his best state. When he noticed that the herbs in front of the students who passed the first round of screening had not been taken away, he couldn't help but feel moved. In fact, he had already expected this situation when he saw these herbs.

At this moment, Lin Ziyu stared at the pile of medicinal herbs before him, secretly pondering how to refine a satisfactory elixir. After some thought, he finally decided to try to refine an elixir called "First-grade Soul-Restoring Pill." This elixir can help psychics quickly recover their spiritual power and has a significant effect on restoring spiritual energy.

Lin Ziyu first prepared the necessary quantities of herbs, then began adjusting his spiritual energy and taking out the Soul Rejuvenating Pill from his storage bag to prevent any spiritual energy drain during the refining process. Once everything was ready, he looked around and saw that some people had already begun refining the pills, while others were still carefully sorting the herbs in front of them.

Lin Ziyu then transformed his spiritual energy into fire energy, using it to gently warm the interior of the furnace. Once the furnace was preheated, he placed the required medicinal herbs one by one. Once all the herbs were in the furnace, Lin Ziyu patiently waited for them to gradually melt. Once the herbs were completely melted, he meticulously removed any impurities. This process was extremely long and meticulous, as even the slightest mistake could result in the elixir's failure.

There was a loud "bang" sound, someone exploded the furnace!

Someone was distracted, and two or three more "bang...bang..." sounds were heard in succession.

The explosion distracted Lin Ziyu a little. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. To avoid being disturbed again, he decided to shut off his perception of the outside world and devote himself to alchemy.

Lin Ziyu concentrated on removing impurities from each herb, operating with extreme caution, fearing any mistakes. After some effort, he finally succeeded in removing all the impurities from the herbs. Then, he slowly began to blend the processed herbs together.

When all the herbs were completely blended together, a rich and intoxicating aroma emanated from the furnace. This aroma filled the air, making people feel extremely comfortable and happy.

The alchemists sitting on the stage smelled the fragrance and spontaneously began to search for its source. They carefully observed the students participating in the competition below, trying to figure out who had refined such a high-quality pill.

"That's the one, number 34!" one of the alchemists shouted excitedly. The others nodded in agreement. "Yes, that's him! The scent of the elixir is incredibly pure, it's the scent of the Soul-Restoring Pill," another alchemist echoed.

"A first-grade elixir can produce such a fragrant elixir. He must be a talented alchemist." Another alchemist said, and then he sighed: "It's a pity that I can't compete with Master Lin for his disciple." The alchemist who spoke was the eighth-level alchemist Yang Qingyu.

As time ticked by, Lin Ziyu suddenly heard a slight "bang." He knew it was the sound of the pills automatically breaking into shape. He eagerly opened the furnace and saw round, smooth, and crystal-clear pills neatly arranged inside.

Lin Ziyu smiled with satisfaction. He quickly picked up the bottle of pills he had prepared and carefully placed the precious pills into the bottle. He counted them and found seven. At this moment, he was filled with a sense of accomplishment and joy.