The next day, early morning.
Meng Jing took Alliu and came to the Alchemist Guild Hall without eating any breakfast.
It's not that they don't want to have breakfast, but that Uncle De always likes to make breakfast.
Because, last night, we were asked to find someone to renovate the hotel, and we had already arranged for someone to do it early in the morning, without even making breakfast.
Fortunately for Lizard Girl, she could continue to sleep until Uncle De came back to make breakfast.
He and Alyu can't do it.
They both still have to participate in the competition.
As for the breakfast sold on the street, I am already used to eating breakfast made by Uncle De.
No matter how tempting and fragrant the food on the street is.
For them, there is no longer any interest.
They also didn't know that Uncle De was not only good at swordsmanship, but also capable of making such delicious meals.
How on earth this was done, I was really puzzled.
Holding Alius's little hand, Meng Jing looked up at the sky as he approached the door of the Alchemist Guild Hall.
In the sky, except for the sun shining high, it was clear and there were no dark clouds at all.
He never thought that he had already lived here for nearly a week. Fortunately, the middle-aged man had not come back with Elder Lie, Elder Zhou and others.
I wonder how they got on after the long journey.
After entering the alchemist guild hall, there were already many alchemists exchanging some knowledge about alchemy among themselves in low voices.
However, the number of alchemists here is no longer as many as before.
Nearly half of the people have been screened out in one preliminary round.
There was no way, the old man's conditions for passing the review were too harsh. When the liquid droplets to be extracted at that time reached forty-five drops, half of the alchemists left the scene.
The most important thing is that most of those who left the scene were relatively young alchemists.
Nowadays, although there are relatively young alchemists left, the number is not very large.
The vast majority of alchemists are still quite old.
There is no way. For those quite old alchemists, the greatest respect for a medicinal material is to maximize the medicinal properties and efficacy of that medicinal material.
Otherwise, it would be disrespect for a medicinal material.
The people inside were chatting in low voices, and A Liu, who was holding his stomach and growling, looked at Meng Jing with a pitiful expression.
"Brother, I'm so hungry!"
Meng Jing rolled his eyes, "I'm hungry too, what can I do?"
"Brother, don't you have anything good to eat?"
Meng Jing hummed, took out a piece of dry food from his space backpack, and handed it over.
Alyu immediately showed a look of disgust, "Huh, I don't want a brother."
Hey, you girl, what's going on?
Why is your mouth so tight?
Like when he met her for the first time, Meng Jing's first feeling was that this little girl must be a very hard-working person.
but now...
This girl even despises dry food.
However, if it were him, he would also dislike it. Who asked Uncle De to cook such delicious food!
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
"If you don't eat, then you don't have to eat!"
"Fine!"
A Liu pouted his little mouth, obediently broke off a piece of dry food, smashed it, and started to chew it.
There is no way, this alchemist competition lasts only one morning.
If you don't eat something all morning, you will easily get hungry.
Refining medicine itself is a process that consumes a lot of physical and soul power. If you don't eat something to fill your stomach, it will be bad if you faint by then.
No matter how hard it is to eat dry food, you still have to eat it, right?
As A Liu gnawed on the dry food, he complained softly, "Why haven't you come yet?"
"Yeah, why haven't you come yet?"
Meng Jing also chanted along.
As usual, at this time, it should have come long ago.
However, there is no one in sight now.
This is really strange!
But at this moment, people wearing dark golden robes quickly poured into the hall.
These people were similar to the people responsible for the assessment and inspection that day, but they were clearly embroidered on his sleeves.
"Review Team."
Meng Jing frowned slightly, what kind of nonsense is this?
However, after those in the review team appeared.
High up in the hall, the old man slowly walked out and walked into public view.
"I'm sorry everyone, something unexpected happened. We need to collect a drop of your blood now."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, there were complaints from below.
"Why!"
"Yes, why? Some of us haven't even eaten yet, and they still ask us to collect blood. This is too much!"
The old man at the top waved his hand.
"Sorry, I know that such a decision will cause dissatisfaction among everyone."
"So, as compensation, we will compensate you two gold coins."
As soon as he said this, there were no complaints from the audience.
If you collect a drop of blood, you can get two gold coins.
Although for alchemists like them, this is nothing.
However, don’t give it up for free.
It was even said that the relatively poor alchemist stretched out his arm on the spot and shouted loudly.
"Come on, as long as you can't die, just smoke!"
As for Meng Jing, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
You can compensate for the dragon blood in my body with two gold coins each. Even if it is two hundred or two thousand gold coins, he is not willing to do so.
However, he was a little confused as to why the blood was suddenly drawn.
Subconsciously, he lowered his head to look at Alyu and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid that your blood will be drawn later?"
Alius shook his head, but frowned slightly, "I'm not afraid of blood draws, but brother, why do I feel like they are planning to do something?"
Who says it’s not?
Meng Jing also had this idea, but he just couldn't figure out why he needed to draw blood smoothly.
"I'm afraid, what should I do if my identity is exposed, brother."
Suddenly, when A Liu finished speaking, Meng Jing seemed to be awakened.
Just when he was about to say something, he saw that not far away, the woman in black had already looked over.
At the corner of her mouth, there was a cold smile, a very evil smile, a very evil smile.
Meng Jing understood why this old guy wanted to draw blood.
It was probably to find out the identities of the alchemists participating in the Alchemist Competition.
What he was afraid of was that there would be monsters that transformed into humans and came to participate in the competition.
"Little sister, are you coming to the competition at such a young age?"
At this moment, a white-haired old man came over, smiled and said kindly.
A Liu nodded, but his face turned a little pale, and he even looked at Meng Jing with dull eyes.
"Don't worry, grandpa will collect a drop of your blood and it will be over soon."
A Liu was just about to refuse, but suddenly she felt her shoulders being pressed. Looking back, Meng Jing had already come behind her and said with a smile: "A Liu, don't worry, my brother is with you. !”
