Wilkinson put his hand behind his back and gestured to his companions that he had succeeded, which meant that he had found a problem that had stumped Master Felic. However, everyone looked at him in disdain. It was almost an unsolvable problem, and anyone who studied pharmaceutics would be able to come up with a solution. It was no different from cheating.
However, Lin Li's next words made everyone, including Wilkinson, freeze in shock.
"Okay, this problem is quite interesting. Since there's still some time left, I'll tell you about it."
After that, Lin Li turned around and walked back to the podium, and wrote down the solution to Hopley's conjecture on the blackboard with a pen. As he wrote, he said, "To solve this problem, I'll need intermediate pharmaceutics knowledge, but it's good for you low-level pharmacists to take a look."
Looking at Lin Li who was writing on the blackboard, Wilkinson and the others were speechless. They finally realized that this young pharmaceutics Master did not belong to the same world as them at all.
Since then, the group of young pharmacists had become completely numb, and they began to refer to Lin Li as Master Felic instead of President Felic. They respectfully addressed someone who was younger than them as grandmaster, and no one felt awkward about it anymore. In fact, they had already developed a sincere sense of admiration for this young pharmaceutics Master.
Three months passed peacefully in the blink of an eye.
In the pharmaceutical lab, a young pharmacist carefully dripped the liquid from a straw into a crystal cup that was filled with a transparent liquid. All of a sudden, a mist rose up, and the transparent liquid in the crystal cup had already turned silvery-white. It was rippling in the cup like mercury.
"Success!" The young pharmacist gently put down the crystal cup, and then couldn't suppress his excitement as he jumped on the spot.
The successful formulation of an advanced potion meant that this young pharmacist had already become a senior pharmacist. However, he was not the only one. Instead, he was the 22nd person who had successfully advanced to a senior pharmacist.
After three months of Lin Li's guidance, the 35 young pharmacists sent by the Pharmacist Guild had undergone earth-shattering changes. First of all, Wilkinson and the other four intermediate pharmacists managed to become senior pharmacists in less than a month. The speed of the others wasn't slow either. From low-level to mid-level, and then to high-level, such a large leap in improvement speed was unprecedented in the pharmacist industry.
Among the 35 young pharmacists, 20 of them had already reached the level of an advanced pharmacist. Wilkinson, the proud disciple of President Balbo, had already mastered all the advanced pharmaceutics knowledge, and was not far from being crowned a Master.
Although it had been more than three months since the annihilation of the Syer Bandits, apart from rebuilding Black Clouds Town, the Tower of Dusk had not done anything else. However, the forces of the Breezy Plains had never stopped paying attention to the Tower of Dusk. After all, to them, the Tower of Dusk was a rising force that the Malfa Family valued.
Hence, the news that the Tower of Dusk had a group of high-level pharmacists spread like wildfire. Unlike the annihilation of the Syer Bandits, this news was too shocking for anyone to accept calmly.
An Archmage could still be recruited by some forces, such as the famous adventurer Emendas who had been recruited by the Malfa Family. However, a Legendary-mage would almost never be recruited by any force, unless it was a super force like the Supreme Council. Similarly, for pharmacists, a pharmaceutics master would almost never be recruited by other forces other than the Pharmacist Guild.
Hence, to most forces, high-level pharmacists could be said to be the limit of what they could recruit. Each of them was an extremely valuable asset, and yet, the Tower of Dusk now had more than 20 of them. Envy, jealousy, and hatred were the feelings of almost all the forces in the Breezy Plains after hearing the news.
The Crimson Legion was just an insignificant force in the Breezy Plains, but their leader, Ona, had always been ambitious. When the rise of the Tower of Dusk spread like wildfire in the Breezy Plains, he still sent people to keep an eye on the Tower of Dusk even though he was only the leader of a mercenary corps of less than 200 men.
In fact, the people in the mercenary corps had long been dissatisfied with Ona's wasteful behavior of wasting manpower and resources. After all, the entire mercenary corps had less than 200 men, and was considered a small force in the Breezy Plains. Perhaps they were only slightly stronger than the temporary adventurer teams. It's just a small force. What does the Tower of Dusk have to do with us?
However, Ona didn't think so. Why did the Tower of Dusk develop so much after being established for less than a year? Even if he couldn't really gain any benefits, he could at least get a glimpse of the Tower of Dusk's development. Perhaps it would be useful for the development of his mercenary corps.
It was the day to receive news again. As usual, Ona practiced a set of swordsmanship in the courtyard, and then wiped his sweat while picking up the intelligence report that had just been sent to him. After checking the seal on it, he tore open the envelope and took out the folded letter. With a slight shake of his wrist, the folded letter was unfolded, and he sat on the chair before picking up the tea that he had prepared on the table beside him. He then took a sip with satisfaction.
"Pfft!"
He spat out a mouthful of tea. Fortunately, Ona put the intelligence report away in time. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to read the rest of the intelligence report. He coughed a few times, and finally calmed down. His gaze returned to the letter that contained the intelligence report.
"Damn it, do these two bastards think that their mission is too easy? How dare they make such a joke with me?" Ona looked at the information written on the letter, and realized that the Tower of Dusk had actually recruited more than 20 senior pharmacists. Many forces in the Breezy Plains yearned for a senior pharmacist, but they couldn't get one. Although the Tower of Dusk had gotten close to the Malfa Family, the Malfa Family didn't have that many senior pharmacists. Wasn't this nonsense?
"Leader, what's the matter?" Seeing that Lin Li had spat out the tea, his subordinate hurriedly came over to ask.
Ona waved his hand, threw the intelligence report on the table, and said, "Damn it, it seems that those two rascals who are collecting intelligence should really be dismissed. How dare they make fun of me on this."
The subordinate glanced at the intelligence report on the table, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.
Ona was displeased, and asked, "Why? Say what you have to say, don't give me that weird look."
"Leader, this … this intelligence report is true," the subordinate said while pointing at the intelligence report on the table.
"Really? How do you know? "Ona frowned.
"Leader, the news of the Tower of Dusk having more than 20 senior pharmacists has already spread throughout the Breezy Plains. I have a friend who's a guard at the Castellan Mansion, and he said that the Castellan received the news the day before yesterday," the subordinate hurriedly explained.
Ona's face immediately became extremely sullen, and he waved his hand to chase his subordinate away before turning around to return to his room while gritting his teeth. How despicable! I've specially sent someone to keep an eye on them, and yet you received the news two days later than the others. What use do I have for you!?
However, after getting angry, Ona recalled the content of the intelligence report. Why did the newly established Tower of Dusk have more than 20 senior pharmacists? I've put in a lot of effort for the development of the mercenary corps, but it turns out that the gap between us and the Tower of Dusk was due to luck.
Ona suddenly thought of a friend that he had grown up with since he was young, and that friend was now the President of a trade union. He remembered that he had chatted with him not long ago, and they had talked about the history of how he had built his business from scratch. He said that he had sold one fruit for the price of two fruits, and then sold two fruits for the price of four fruits. In the end, he was able to achieve what he had today because he had inherited the legacy of an elder.
Luck was the key to the rapid rise of the Tower of Dusk. Otherwise, how could a small force that had just been established gain the favor of the Malfa Family? All of a sudden, Ona felt a little disheartened. There were many things that could not be achieved by hard work alone. If the mercenary corps wanted to develop, even one senior pharmacist would definitely be able to give the mercenary corps a huge leap, let alone 20 senior pharmacists. Unfortunately, even a senior pharmacist was not something that a small force like the Crimson Cavalry could hope to have.
In fact, after receiving this news, there were many leaders of small forces who had the same thoughts as Ona. They had worked hard for the development of their forces, and yet, they could not compare to a single stroke of luck. No one could remain calm at this juncture. All of a sudden, many people closed their doors and cursed at the heavens, hating the heavens for being blind.
After venting his frustrations, Ona thought about the 20-odd high-level pharmacists, and couldn't help but fantasize. If his small Crimson Armor could gain the support of 20-odd high-level pharmacists, it might be possible for it to be on par with the Dark Blade and the Malfa Family one day. However, at the thought of this, he could not help but shiver, because he was just fantasizing, and the Tower of Dusk really had 20-odd senior pharmacists. In that case, the Tower of Dusk that had just been established was probably not far from rising in the Breezy Plains.
In the entire Breezy Plains, there were countless small forces like Ona's Crimson Cavalry, and they could only fantasize about the senior pharmacists of the Tower of Dusk. However, there were more than just these small forces in the Breezy Plains. There were many forces that dared to covet the senior pharmacists of the Tower of Dusk and thought that they had the capital to do so.
Even if a small force that had just been established managed to cozy up to the Malfa Family, what decent conditions could they come up with to attract those senior pharmacists to join them? Some powerful forces had the same thoughts. Since the Tower of Dusk could come up with conditions that could attract senior pharmacists, they could definitely do the same.
The White Shadow was such an ambitious force. After receiving the news, Gaget, the leader of the Tower of Dusk, acutely sensed that there was a chance for them to rise.
How could the Tower of Dusk recruit those senior pharmacists? Money? Although the White Shadow was not mainly a merchant, they had plenty of shops and businesses in various cities in the Breezy Plains, and might not lose to the Tower of Dusk.
Or the promise of a bright future? Those conditions were even worse for the Tower of Dusk. As a small force that had only been established for less than a year, it was destined to not have great development without a strong foundation, no matter how well it was managed.
The only thing that they had to worry about was a favor. Everyone knew that favors were the hardest to repay. However, how could a small mage make so many senior pharmacists owe him favors? The possibility was obviously too low.
Gaget analyzed it for a while, and was immediately stunned by the results of his analysis. In an instant, he was filled with uncontrollable joy. Yes, it seems that the 20-odd senior pharmacists were simply prepared for someone else. At the thought of this, he smacked the armrest of the chair hard. Since he could think of it, the other forces might not have thought of it as well. He had to act quickly.
All of a sudden, the reputation of the group of senior pharmacists swept through the entire Breezy Plains like a hurricane. The various forces were like sharks that had smelled blood, and they couldn't wait to rush into the Tower of Dusk to snatch the pharmacists away. Of course, they also had to consider something. After all, the Tower of Dusk had the support of the unshakable Malfa Family.
Compared to before, the Tower of Dusk was much livelier now, and various forces had sent people to try their best to get close to the senior pharmacists of the Tower of Dusk. Although it was not to the extent of being crowded, Black Clouds Town had indeed become much more prosperous because of that.
The Tower of Dusk was getting more and more lively, and as the chief butler of the Tower of Dusk, Gavin was extremely anxious. He knew very well what the 20-odd senior pharmacists meant to the Tower of Dusk. If even one of them was poached away, it would definitely be a huge loss that could not be made up for.
However, what made him anxious was that the young President seemed to know nothing about it, and did not take any measures at all, let alone investigate who had leaked the news. Seeing that an outsider was once again in contact with a senior pharmacist, Gavin finally couldn't help but barge into Lin Li's office anxiously.
"President, we can't go on like this. Those outsiders don't have any scruples at all. How dare they poach our pharmacists in our hall? They're really looking down on us," said Gavin angrily. He was already a little exasperated, and anyone who saw others poaching their pharmacists would definitely not feel good.
"Oh, what else can we do? Those pharmacists are not our slaves. We can't possibly lock them up and not let them see anyone, right?" Lin Li did not seem anxious at all, as if the pharmacists were not being poached.
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