After completing the 90th bottle, Chen Hao's hand did not stop, and continued to make his potion, he didn't even have the matter of making potion in his mind now, it was completely blank.

But this feeling is not the same as the sluggishness of losing his soul, his feeling of forgetting himself, forgetting everything, and immersing himself in alchemy is very wonderful, and even he can feel that the materials and potions in his hands are alive, and every time he touches the materials, he will hear them cheering, because they are about to be reborn in Chen Hao's hands.

It's a wonderful feeling that I can't stop it.

Chen Hao's hand touched the place where the materials were placed on the right side of the experimental table, but he didn't touch the materials, and his hand wandered around there again, but there were still no materials.

He used up all the materials.

Chen Hao also woke up from that wonderful state.

Where am I? What am I doing?

This is the question that popped up in Chen Hao's mind after he woke up, because just now he seemed to be completely disconnected from the server.

Seeing the experimental table and the intermediate red medicine on it, Chen Hao came to his senses and remembered what had just happened.

It turned out that he was still at the scene of the alchemist exchange competition, and it was like a dream just now, in which all the alchemy materials and tools were like soldiers listening to his commands, and in that dream he became omnipotent, as long as he waved his hand, a bottle of potion would form in his hand.

Looking at the mid-grade red medicine on the table, he knew that his production was also over.

How many red pills did he make in the second level, and did he win this gamble?

Chen Hao glanced at the number on a device on the table that counted the number of potions, and there was a big number written on it: 95.

What, Lao Tzu made 95 bottles of intermediate red medicine?

In disbelief, he personally counted the mid-grade red pills on the table, and yes, it was 95 bottles.

Chen Hao sat in his seat, looking at the potion on the table with a somewhat dull eye.

After a few breaths, a great sense of joy arose spontaneously, filling every nerve in his body.

I did it, I actually did it!

Not just 90 bottles, but 95 bottles.

This greatly surprised Chen Hao, who was originally ready to summon the Dandan-sama to cheat if he couldn't do it, and he couldn't lose money.

But I didn't expect to do it without cheating, and it exceeded 5 bottles, and the success rate was bluntly raised to 95%.

Chen Hao thought to himself: Is this my potential? I'm so good, sure enough, I'm a genius.

This guy is actually starting to get proud.

Wait, it seems that there is still a bet, 95 bottles of intermediate red medicine, that is me to win!

Lao Tzu won this game, and 60,000 gold coins arrived!

Thinking that there were still 60,000 gold coins waiting for him to collect outside, Chen Hao impatiently pressed the black beads and closed the independent space, he wanted to come out to collect the account, and those who bet on him to lose, this bet must be settled in one stroke.

Look at how dare you underestimate Uncle Chen.

But when he opened the independent space, he found that it was quiet outside, and all eyes were focused on him, whether it was the audience, the judges, and even the contestants on the stage.

Huh, what's going on? Why are you looking at me, these people don't want to repay the debt collectively, right?

Suddenly, the alchemists in the audience stood up one by one, and the judges in the judges' table also stood up.

Then, the applause rang out like thunder, and many of the audience whistled and cheered, and the president and Mrs. Jenny also stood up and applauded him, especially the president's red face.

The judges who pressed thousands of gold coins and he lost were also applauding, and there was no reluctance on their faces, but they were all convinced.

Master Walker, the master who pressed him to lose, still sat in his place, his face was very ugly, of course, it was understandable, anyone who lost 30,000 gold coins at once could not look good.

The contestants on the stage were also applauding, although their results were not as good as Chen Hao, but it was their honor to be able to compete with such an intermediate alchemist who set a new record, because they were also present at the moment when Chen Hao created a record and made history, which will become a very good conversation after tea and dinner in the future.

The perfume was poisonous and he didn't applaud, he stood at the back of the crowd with a dull expression, his expression had been like this since Chen Hao refined the 90th bottle of potion.

He lost, completely lost.

In reality, he is a key high school chemistry teacher, chemistry is his specialty, and alchemy has a certain theoretical similarity with chemistry in reality, so his foundation is very solid.

And it's different from those who enjoy the colorful adventure life in the game as soon as you enter the game.

He gave up all the game elements, and as soon as he went online, he drilled into the laboratory, put up with the boredom inside, and he believed that no one in the whole game took alchemy as seriously as he did, even in reality, he would look for some articles about ancient European alchemy to read on the Internet, and increase his experience in alchemy.

He is arrogant, but his arrogance is based on the capital he has, and he deserves it.

But he was originally proud of alchemy, but he actually lost, lost so completely, his pride and self-esteem were crushed by Chen Hao, he suddenly wanted to go offline and take a good rest, during this time, he ran online to the laboratory as soon as he got off work, it was too tiring.

This tiredness refers to mental.

At this time, Chen Hao also understood that the applause that resounded from the audience was given to him, and he made an embarrassed look on the stage, but his heart was beautiful.

In a word, it's cool over there.

The applause rang out for a full five minutes before it stopped.

After the applause stopped, the president of the Alchemist Guild stood up, looked around, and said loudly: "I believe everyone has watched the competition, who the winner is, I believe everyone already knows who it is." ”

"Laugh at the sky!"

"Laugh at the sky!"

"Laugh at the sky!"

The audience below began to cheer Chen Hao's name again, and the sound resounded throughout the venue.

The chairman smiled and made a quiet gesture, and everyone in the audience fell silent.

He said to Miro-sama who was on the side, "Then let's ask Miro-sama to announce the results of the game." ”

After all, he is not the chief examiner, the reason why the first level was announced by the president was because he was the only one who saw Chen Hao's alchemy, and this time since everyone present had seen Chen Hao's miraculous performance, it was natural that the chief examiner should announce the results.

Miro first nodded respectfully to the elder in thanks, and then the old man walked quickly to the stage, cleared his throat, and then read aloud to the people below: "I announce that the winner of the second level is the intermediate alchemist Xiao Cangtian. ”

Although there was no suspense about the result, it was officially read out by Lord Miro, and the applause in the venue rang out again, even more enthusiastically than the first time.

Then, Master Miró read the following rankings again, the second place is perfume poisonous, the third place is red roses, and the other 7 are unqualified, and if they fail to meet the requirements, they will be eliminated directly.

The second level ended with Chen Hao winning.