With Han Yang's guarantee, no one dared to stop Fang Ya anymore, and she came to the exam hall smoothly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, there are already more than 30 people sitting in the hall, all of whom are gold tellers who have participated in the assessment, but among such a large number of reference people, there are no more than five people who can successfully become gold tellers in the end, so the difficulty of the examination can be imagined.

At the front of the hall, there were two high chairs, on top of which sat two old men. The one in the middle has gray hair, but his eyes are bright, and he should be in the age of no doubt.

The old man of his subordinates is relatively young. But there are also around fifty. Han Yang and Xiahou Qingyi just now were standing under the two old men with their hands down.

The white old man in the middle said loudly to Han Yang: "Yang'er, this assessment is very important to you, you have to work hard and don't live up to the expectations of your teacher." ”

Han Yang's face was serious and formal, he leaned over and bowed his head and said, "The apprentice understands that he will do his best and will not disappoint Master." ”

Xiahou Qingyi also smiled: "Master Hong, just rest assured, Xiao Yang is talented, diligent and studious, and with your clever guidance, becoming the youngest gold pointer in the Beta Galaxy is just around the corner." ”

Master Hong nodded with a smile and motioned for Han Yang to return to his seat.

Fang Ya also found her place according to her name, and her powerful spiritual power immediately keenly sensed the contempt and hostility of the examiners around her.

The gold counting master began to be very difficult to examine, except for the special Han Yang, the youngest of them was also in his forties, and he had been immersed in the gold counting knowledge for many years, and had made countless instruments and weapons before he dared to come to take the exam. Such a milky little girl with yellow hair who has not dried up actually wants to directly participate in the assessment of the junior gold teller, which is simply beyond her own strength, and she is a fool's dream.

Without looking at their eyes, Fang Ya naturally knew that they were all waiting to see their jokes. But it doesn't matter, real gold is not afraid of fire refining, and after a while, she will use her real talent to let them know that underestimating her Fang Ya is their biggest mistake in this life.

"Candidates, my surname is Chen, and today's exam will be presided over by me and Master Hong." The younger goldsmith stood up and said aloud:

"This exam is divided into two sessions, the first one is the most basic, which assesses the ability to decompose material materials; The second is for alchemy. Now, please draw the serial number of the first game, and when the assessment is held, you will follow this serial number. ”

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came in with a bamboo tube with a large handful of bamboo sticks. Originally, the lottery could be conducted using the brain system, but the examination of the gold teller has always followed the ancient etiquette.

Invigilator Chen walked in front of everyone in turn with bamboo sticks in hand, and people first bowed and saluted, and then drew bamboo sticks.

Walking in front of Fang Ya, Chen invigilated Fang Ya up and down, doubting in his heart, and after repeatedly confirming Fang Ya's avatar and fingerprints on the light curtain, he frowned:

"Little girl, you're not an adult, are you? Who are your teachers? ”

Fang Ya learned from others, saluted him, and said respectfully: "The family teacher has been floating around all the year round, and he doesn't like fame and fortune, and he also told me not to mention his name outside, and I also asked Chen to forgive me. ”

Chen invigilator's brows furrowed even deeper, but after all, she came here to mean that she had passed the previous verification, and he didn't have much to say now, anyway, there will be a series of exams later, there is real talent and real learning, heroic boy, or a straw bag, four or six don't understand, and you will know after a while.

He nodded to Fang Ya: "Let's draw lots." ”

Fang Ya raised her hand, took out the bamboo skewer and looked at it, it turned out to be the thirty-fifth, the last one.

"Okay guys, now that the order has been drawn, the assessment will start immediately."

"As we all know, the principle of a gold teller is to break down the old substance and re-heal it to form a new substance. Therefore, decomposing matter has become our most basic skill. The first assessment examines your ability to decompose matter. ”

As the voice of Chen invigilator fell, the square platform in front of the candidates changed, and the mechanical sound sounded, and a transparent glass box appeared in it, and there was a black unidentified substance in the glass box.

Invigilator Chen said aloud again: "Within ten minutes, who can decompose the substance in front of him, and the purity reaches more than 98 percent. Remove the magazine, and whoever can pass the assessment smoothly. ”

"Everyone, the timer is ten minutes, and the assessment starts now."

Just like a chef who has to be able to cut vegetables, he decomposes and purifies the substance, which is the most basic skill of a gold teller, so when people hear this topic. All of them had a relaxed smile on their faces.

However, intuition told Fang Ya that it would definitely not be as simple as they imagined, and sure enough, when Fang Ya saw the material in the glass box, her brows couldn't help frowning.

This is black gold soil, which is a rare mineral. It is made by mixing two substances. Although they are two substances, they are actually two different elements of the same element, so they are extremely similar and cannot be identified by the naked eye, and the two elements are attracted to each other, which increases the difficulty of separation.

However, this is for Fang Ya, who has strong spiritual power. It's not very difficult. As Fangya's spiritual power continues to be stripped off, the two elements are constantly separated, and the particles are getting smaller and smaller, but the purity is getting higher and higher.

When Fang Ya was completely finished, the people around him were only halfway through. Two minutes later, Han Yang finished his task and looked back at Fang Ya, only to see that she was looking at him with nothing to do, looking at each other and speechless for a while.

Ten minutes passed quickly, the assessment was over, and the candidates put the glass boxes down on the front testing table one by one in the order of drawing. The instrument there reads out the final purity directly.

Master Hong sat in front of him, looking at the results of the previous ones. His face gradually became gloomy, and none of the dozen or so people met the requirements.

"Drops, 95 percent purity." Finally, the first person to pass the level appeared, and Master Hong nodded slightly, motioning for him to stand aside.

Subsequently, several candidates who met the standard appeared, all of whom were between ninety-five and six percent in purity, knowing Han Yang's appearance.

"Drops, 99 percent purity."

The people around let out an exclamation, knowing that any matter will be suppressed even if it is a single substance, and it is basically impossible to reach 99 percent, what a powerful spiritual force is required.

Master Hong nodded in satisfaction, and a smile finally appeared on the old man's face. Then the candidates continued to test, but the purity returned to around ninety-six.

Finally, it was Fang Ya's turn to test with the person in front of her, and the two came to the test table with a glass case, and Master Hong suddenly raised his hand to stop:

"Okay, you two don't have to test it." (To be continued.) )