Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 301 How about letting me try?

After a short rest, Jiang Cheng continued to refine the pill.

Sure enough, after his level improved, this time, three high-level nourishing spirit pills appeared at once, and the other seven were also intermediate-level nourishing spirit pills, with a total value of twenty-three thousand.

The loss was twenty-seven thousand.

Compared with the previous 29,000, the loss is a little less.

But the experience bar increases slowly.

If you are not proficient in it, this furnace of pills can increase the experience bar by 38%.

But now, because the proficiency has reached the proficient level, the experience bar has only increased by one third, about 13%.

Jiang Cheng looked at the medicinal herbs at hand and found that there were only ten portions left.

Even if he still had two hundred thousand on him, the most he could do was to collect four more medicinal herbs to increase the experience bar to about 50%.

What to do with the remaining 50%?

The only valuable things on him were the two knives.

He would definitely not sell one of the A-level swords. Firstly, it could provide a lot of combat power, and secondly, he would need it to practice the Shadowless Sword.

The other C-rank sword could be sold, after all, it was useless to keep it on me. The key point was that I couldn't get much money from selling it...

Go out to hunt exotic beasts?

This is a good choice.

Not to mention hundreds of thousands, even millions can be obtained in just a few days.

But the people from the Dawn Society must be looking for him outside. If he goes out at this time, it would be good if he is not discovered. Once he is discovered, even if he is a seventh-level Force Warrior, his life will be in danger.

Moreover, his sniper rifle was still at the Dawn Club and was not brought out with him. Now that he wanted to go out hunting, he had to spend money to buy another sniper rifle.

After much thought, Jiang Cheng decided to ask the people in the black market to help him pay the money.

That's right, he didn't plan to pretend anymore, but to show his talent and let the black market see his value. Anyway, Yang Chun had already seen his talent in cultivation, so it wouldn't matter if he had one more skill in alchemy.

Another day has passed.

Jiang Cheng was refining the elixir while practicing the Cloud Piercing Skill.

Because all the mental energy is used on alchemy every day, the number of Force points that can be refined every day is much less, and the improvement speed is also much slower.

However, once your mental strength improves, your cultivation speed will be much faster.

The next morning.

Jiang Cheng entered the alchemy room just like he did a few days ago and found that in addition to the usual familiar faces, there were two more people in the room.

He knew one of them, Yang Chun, one of the leaders of the black market.

The other one was an old man with some white hair on his temples. He was wearing a white coat like Shen Ming. He seemed to be an alchemist, and his level might be quite high.

Several people looked at Jiang Cheng. Yang Chun nodded to Jiang Cheng, then looked at the old man beside him and said respectfully, "Old Sun, what do you think?"

"If you're ready, you can start."

Mr. Sun nodded.

After the words fell, everyone looked at Han Tao.

Jiang Cheng understood immediately.

No wonder Yang Chun came here, it turned out that Han Tao was trying to complete the assessment task.

Han Tao was also a little nervous at this time.

Yang Chun was okay, he looked very friendly.

But the old man next to him had sharp eyes and was probably a level 4 or 5 alchemist. It was difficult for ordinary people to remain calm in front of such a person.

Seeing this, Shen Ming reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Believe in yourself, you have the ability. As long as you perform normally, you will be able to pass the assessment."

Not just these two days, but also in the past few days, he often went to the latter to teach him how to refine pills.

Now, all that’s left is to prove it in front of Mr. Sun and Yang Chun, the person in charge.

"Ah."

Han Tao nodded heavily and walked forward to the alchemy furnace.

"Manager Yang, Mr. Sun, I'm about to start."

"Well, let's start." Yang Chun smiled.

That old man, Sun, still had a blank expression on his face.

On the other hand, a man and a woman who were in the same group as Jiang Cheng had envy in their eyes, hoping that this day would come for them too.

Especially the former.

The alchemy process will begin soon.

Time passes little by little.

Han Tao also gradually got into the state.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Several mental powers looked towards the alchemy furnace.

Jiang Cheng didn't use his mental power to see.

Because his mental power is limited, he would rather use this free time to refine more Force. Besides, he doesn't care whether this person can pass the test or not.

However, he could guess something from the changes in the expressions of the people present.

As the hour was about to end, the expressions of several people present changed differently.

The most obvious one is Han Tao, the person involved.

He looked anxious and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead. It was obvious that the situation was not going well.

Shen Ming, who was standing aside, frowned more and more.

A man and a woman standing by were also a little surprised, and also, feeling relieved?

Yang Chun and the old man's expressions did not change much from before. Perhaps they were too cunning, or perhaps they were used to it.

Finally, the one-hour countdown ended.

Han Tao's face was pale, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"fine."

At this time, Yang Chun smiled and comforted him: "There are still five days left before the one-month deadline. You have already been able to refine four finished pills. It shouldn't be difficult to refine one more."

"Manager Yang, I can usually refine five, but this time, I'm a little nervous. I hope you, Manager Yang, and Elder Sun, can give me another chance to refine it again."

Han Tao pleaded.

"Yeah yeah."

Shen Ming also begged for mercy.
"Mr. Sun, Director Yang, Han Tao can usually refine five primary nourishing spirit pills, and sometimes he can even refine six. I saw this with my own eyes, and I am definitely not exaggerating. He must have been a little nervous just now, so he didn't perform well. Please give him another chance."

"I don't have any objection."

Yang Chun smiled and looked at the old man beside him.

"Mr. Sun, you..."

"Humph."

Old Sun snorted coldly, his eyes were like two sharp swords.

"Mentality is also a part of strength. If it were on the battlefield, do you think others would give you a second chance?"

Hearing this, Han Tao didn't dare to look directly at him and lowered his head.

Shen Ming hesitated to speak.

"Okay, let's talk about it when you are ready."

After Mr. Sun finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Yang Chun sighed softly.

At this moment, a voice sounded.