Don't mess with that necromancer; his summoned creatures level up on their own!

The little vampire ran to the first row of long tables in the materials area and bent down.

His gaze slowly swept over the medicinal herbs, his fingertips brushing against each plant.

She picked up a herb with silvery-white leaves, smelled it gently, then put it down and picked up another one.

Her movements were slow, which contrasted sharply with the other candidates around her who were grabbing a handful of food and running away in a hurry.

Some people in the audience noticed this scene.

"That little girl... no, that little vampire, she seems to be picking something out? And she's picking it out very seriously."

"Aren't necromancers' summoned creatures supposed to just follow commands and perform simple actions? How come her movements are so precise? Is Lu Zhixing's micro-management really that amazing?"

"That kid's too clever! He actually controls his summoned creatures to get things! He just sits there doing nothing while the summoned creatures do the work. He's the most relaxed one here!"

"That's how summoners are, but there's nothing to envy. Controlling two summoned creatures actually consumes a lot of mental energy, even more than doing it yourself."

The little zombie is on the other side of the materials area.

When it rushed to a long table, it was already packed with people.

Several examinees were practically glued together, each vying for a few medicinal herbs, none of them willing to give way.

The little zombie stood outside the crowd, looking at the human wall, then at the little vampire behind him who was already carrying a huge pile of things.

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

It rushed forward and delivered a powerful elbow strike, sending the two people in front of it flying.

The two people flipped in the air and crashed to the ground, scattering the medicinal herbs they were holding all over the ground.

When they looked up, they saw a grayish-blue figure already standing where they had been, reaching for something on the table.

"Who the hell attacked me?"

"How come there's a zombie here?"

The audience erupted in chaos.

"Wait... why is it hitting people?! How can Lu Zhixing control his summoned creatures to attack people?!"

"Isn't that a foul? Are summoned creatures allowed to attack people in the exam room?"

The examiner coughed.

"Fighting is prohibited in the examination room. Candidates, please be mindful of your limits when grabbing materials; don't go too far."

He knew who he was talking to, but he didn't name names.

Lu Zhixing, sitting in his chair, also heard the examiner's words.

He shouted in his heart.

"Little Zombie, tone it down and be more discreet. If you keep this up, the examiner will give me a red card."

The little zombie responded while stuffing something into its arms.

"They were blocking my way; I was merely passing by."

As it spoke, it nudged another person next to it with its elbow.

The little zombie is fast and quick; it grabs whatever it sees and stuffs it into its arms.

The colorful medicinal herbs vanished rapidly from its hands.

Some have thick leaves, some have robust rhizomes, some have a metallic sheen, and some emit a strong aroma.

It doesn't care whether it knows the person or not; it takes everything it can get its hands on.

After weaving through the crowd a few times, my arms were already stuffed full.

The three-minute whistle blew, and the examiner's voice came through.

"Time's up! Everyone stop! Return to your alchemy tables!"

Su Youran returned to her seat, a few blades of grass stuck to her dark dress, but her face remained calm.

The materials were arranged in an orderly manner.

They are all made of versatile materials and are in good condition. Although they are not top-notch, they are reliable.

When the examiner looked in Lu Zhixing's direction, his gaze paused slightly.

His desk was piled high with soot that the original color of the surface was almost completely obscured.

The materials shimmered in the sunlight, some leaves still glistening with fresh dew, others roots still covered in mud, all piled up haphazardly.

Discussions erupted again in the audience.

"He took so much! One zombie is worth several people, right?"

"What's the use of taking so much? You see, most of those materials are useless."

"As taught in the elixir identification class, to test students' judgment, the materials area is filled with a large number of useless and inferior materials; only a small portion are usable."

"But the few plants that he controlled the vampire to take... seem to be useful. Those silvery-white ones look to be of very high quality."

"What's the use? Look at what she's holding—Flaming Sun Grass, Frostbite Flower, Moonshadow Root… all things with extreme medicinal properties!"

"Normal alchemists would dare not use this material; if not handled properly, it could cause the furnace to explode."

"Lu Zhixing doesn't understand medicine at all. He doesn't even understand the most basic principles of medicine extraction. He's going to lose face big time today."

In the VIP room, Su Yangwei leaned back on the sofa, looking at the pile of scraps on Lu Zhixing's desk on the screen, and let out a meaningful laugh.

"Old Lu, what's wrong with your son? Why is he always carrying around these kinds of things?"

"What, afraid of losing to You Ran and being too embarrassed, so you're planning to tank in the second stage?"

"So, when you lose, you'll just say, 'It's not that you won, it's that I didn't want to play anymore'?"

He smiled and patted the sofa armrest.

Lu Zaoxie held the teacup, blew on it to cool it down, and spoke calmly.

"It's still early. The sooner you're happy now, the harder you'll cry later."