“...... Ian's young man is really talented, but unfortunately he is a sinner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is mixed with crescent moon grass in the moon grass, even the masters may not be able to notice, and it is impossible to tell the difference at his age. For the sake of the honor of our Apothecary Guild, I will cooperate with you once, but ...... It's only once. ”

When such a passage reached his ears, Ian curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

From the beginning, he knew that the Apothecary's Guild would not let him win so easily, and that there must be some ghostly tricks to be used in secret. And now the sentence that came to his mind really verified what he thought.

The names of the Most Powerful are taboo, and once they are spoken by those who have them in mind, then everything that these people say at that time will be known to the Most Powerful. Ian knew that Harris on the high platform had deliberately uttered his name as an agent who had infiltrated the enemy's interior. He is using the "power" of the strongest to remind himself of what kind of tricks the other party is going to play.

Doping crescent grass into moon weed?

Ian could barely hold back his laughter.

The methods used by the other party are indeed sinister. There is only one way to distinguish between the two by observation alone: Crescent Grass will fluoresce faintly when illuminated by moonlight, while Lunaus will not. Originally, they took out either of these two medicinal herbs to make themselves identify, and in this daylight, they only had half the right chance. But it is obvious that the other party is not willing to keep even this half of the possibility to himself. The two herbs are mixed, and no matter which one you identify, you will fall into the trap of the other party.

Ian had to express his deep "admiration" for this shameless approach, and had to be glad that the group did not know that an even more shameless traitor had been mixed in among them.

It was impossible for them to think about which side their most respected grandmaster was on, let alone what kind of means this spy in an important position had used to leak information "openly".

Hearing the host's announcement that the third round had begun, Ian involuntarily looked up at the row of "fair and strict" judges on the judging platform, and mourned for them for three seconds with "guilt......

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The third round of the tournament begins. Since no one has been eliminated so far, several judges decided to add a new rule on the time required after deliberation, stating that only the top 10 who correctly identify the herbs will be able to enter the fourth round. Ian barely had to think about it to know that the number of "survivors" was only a superficial reason, and they were actually afraid that they really had other means to distinguish Crescent Moon and Moon Grass, so they wanted to set another threshold in terms of time, and strive to be foolproof.

"Kill them all?"

Ian smiled inexplicably. I saw more than 30 attendants walking up to the high platform with wooden boxes in their hands, and placing the wooden boxes on the medicine table in front of each contestant in order. With his usual caution, he lifted the lid of the box slightly, and after glancing at the contents, he put one hand down again.

"Mr. Host. After covering the wooden box, he raised his head proudly and asked aloud, "I wonder if I can ask a question?"

"Huh?" The host was slightly stunned, and suddenly laughed as if he had thought of something: "I'm sorry, dear Mr. Ian. 'Preferential treatment' is only available in the first round, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help you now." ”

"No, you're mistaken. Ian sneered and shook his head, turning his gaze to the direction of the judging table: "I just want to ask all the judges, do you dare to guarantee in the reputation of the Apothecary Guild that this wooden box in front of me only stores one medicinal herb as the rules say?"

In an instant, all the eyes in the hall were focused on him and the various judges, and even the apprentices who were also busy identifying medicinal materials involuntarily raised their heads when they heard this, revealing a look of confusion and suspicion.

What happened?

Countless people secretly speculated in their hearts.

Could it be that the people of the Apothecary's Guild did something secretly to be stupidly discovered by this sinner?

The thought of this almost inevitable possibility made Wilmot almost want to curse. He didn't know that this idea that seemed to him stupid came from his beloved teacher, and that there was something unbelievable going on, just that the people in the Apothecary's Guild were hopelessly stupid. He really couldn't believe that through the performance of that sinner in the first round, this group of idiots had not even noticed the other party's profound potion skills, and dared to do such a clever thing.

Although the arrogant "skeleton" is still hostile to Ian, he has to admit that this hateful sinner does have arrogant capital in pharmacy. In his opinion, in order to truly defeat Ian, it is necessary to use decent means, and using some conspiracy tricks against a clever pharmacist is not only an insult to them, but also a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

In fact, as a fool in Wilmot's mind, several judges in the stands were already sitting on their feet, sweating on their foreheads, and the back of Mr. Polly, who was stared at by Ian with a sharp gaze, was already wet.

How did he know!?

The tall judge, who pretended to be calm, shouted hysterically in his heart. From the moment Ian put his hand on the wooden box, he had already locked his eyes on the young man who was a sinner, so he knew very well that this young man had just opened a gap in the box and glanced at it casually!

But with such a glance, could he have already identified that the medicinal materials inside were actually a mixture of crescent grass and moon grass?

How could there be such a ridiculous thing in this world?

Mr. Polly felt that he was going insane. Even if this criminal boy really had other unknown methods to distinguish these two medicinal materials, it couldn't be so easy, right?

That's right!

In the midst of the great chaos, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and a possibility came to mind.

Could this kid be blinded?

Yes, he must have been blinded!

The judge, who was being watched by the crowd at the moment, nodded abruptly.

No matter how clever a pharmacist is, it is impossible to distinguish two herbs with the same appearance just by a glance!

Thinking like this, he suddenly had some confidence in his heart.

"Sinner, are you questioning the fairness of this game?" Glancing at his partially, who were already pale, Mr. Polley stood up and replied with an imperceptible trill, "As the rules say, of course, each contestant has only one medicinal herb in his wooden box!"

As soon as the words of righteous words fell, a certain knight lady in the independent stands immediately raised her eyebrows.

"He lied. ”