Simon walked slowly in front of the long table, on which were placed the works prepared by the alchemists on the spot.
The alchemy equipment in Simon's room was all bought in the dungeon last time. It is complete and has many materials.
The alchemists in the apprenticeship stage don't know much about alchemy themselves. They follow the formulas they are familiar with and the things they come up with are pretty much the same.
Low-end blood-restoring potions can only restore 100 blood, and are highly toxic. Drinking too much will cause blood loss.
There are also potions that increase movement speed and are magical potions for escaping, but drinking too much will cause diarrhea.
There are also potions that increase trace amounts of defense, potions that increase dark vision, and even agricultural reagents that increase production.
“There are not many bright spots, but the best thing is stability.”
Simon looked around and already had a rough idea in his mind.
For example, it is a potion that can restore 100 blood, but someone can only restore 80 blood, then this is a bottle of inferior potion.
A movement speed potion with a standard movement speed of 10 points can only produce a movement speed effect of 5 points according to the formula, which is also unstable.
Alchemists with unstable output effects like this are people with weak basic skills and can be eliminated first.
"Hai Yan and Suzuusa can join the team." Simon called the names of the two trainee alchemists and admitted them to the team.
When the two alchemists, a man and a woman, heard their names, expressions of surprise flashed across their faces.
When these two people took the second round of testing, they never expected to pass.
The two of them refined ordinary reagents, one was a speed-moving agent, and the other was a crop yield-increasing agent.
The other alchemists cast jealous glances, but they didn't expect that making such ordinary reagents would catch Simon's eye.
Why can't I?
Everyone looked at Simon.
Simon had no intention of explaining.
He values the alchemist's basic skills, and among everyone present, only these two have medicine efficacy indicators that are infinitely close to the standard value.
This is the manifestation of solid basic skills.
In addition, since Simon was promoted to a full-time position, there were also many full-time alchemists who came to apply.
He planned to recruit two apprentices to help him, and then recruit formal alchemists to refine his new formula.
Therefore, the importance of basic skills is even more important.
"Everyone, don't be discouraged if you fail to get admitted. We will recruit trainees next time. Please come back. Next is the test occasion for full-time alchemists." Simon said.
What he said is not a lie. Once his unique alchemy potion is successfully refined, it may become popular in the market.
At that time, in order to increase production capacity, there is a high probability that another batch of trainees will be recruited.
After hearing this, the trainee alchemists finally had some hope and would not leave with disappointment.
As the second round of testing ended, the trainee alchemists left one after another, with only a few alchemists staying to observe.
They have no hope of admission, but this does not stop them from wanting to study further.
Simon gave Baitang a look and asked her to pay attention to the trainees who were willing to stay and observe, maybe they were good seeds.
Afterwards, Simon went to another room to entertain the full-time alchemists who came from afar.
When Simon wanted to find these full-time alchemists to join the team, most of them lacked interest.
Now that Simon is on duty, these people are showing up with enthusiasm.
Simon actually understands where they are coming from.
After all, people are moving forward, and seeing Simon become a rising star and the leader of a team, the future is definitely unlimited, and the sooner he joins, the better.
But this is not the start-up stage where anyone can sign up.
Simon is going to tell some rules and set a threshold, otherwise there will be countless shameless people offering themselves pillow seats every day.
Especially today, everyone found his adventure group's location and looked at him with eager eyes, both covertly and covertly.
Some girls were wearing short lace skirts. When they passed by him, they pretended that the weather was too hot and gently lifted up a corner of their skirts.
This made Miss Sugar and Miss Roy in the team furious, and they immediately kicked out those frivolous women.
Recalling these things, Simon approached the second living room and heard the guests inside talking about hot topics recently.
"I never expected that after the White Fruit Adventure Group got a new assistant, a top warrior died in the first training session..."
"Whose fault is this, the assistant or the nanny?"
"I heard that it seemed like it was only half a second before Ute could be revived."
"So it's the nanny's fault?"
"Ute's family is making trouble, and the leader of White Fruit must be worried to death, haha."
"If Senior Simon was still working at White Fruit, this kind of thing probably wouldn't have happened."
"But if that's the case, it won't be our turn to come here and sign up for the team."
"That's right!"
Simon walked to the door and paused slightly.
The person whose white fruit died was someone he was familiar with.
After all, it is an old team that has been playing for five years. We basically know the personality of each main player and the situation at home.
"Yute is dead..."
Simon looked dazed for a while, with a flash of sadness, but that was all.
After all, Ute is also a person with no independent opinions in the team. He has also been influenced by other teammates and disliked his promotion for being too slow.
However, he knew that Yute was not a bad woman in nature, and there was someone else with a bad heart.
It is not known when Ute's funeral will be held.
After the White Fruit people finish holding the funeral, he should also go to pay homage to Ute's grave.
Not for anything else, just to pay homage to former comrades-in-arms.
At this time, the people in the room glanced at the door from the corner of their eyes, and immediately stood up and shouted:
"Ah, it's Mr. Simon!"
"You are finally here, please come in, we are all waiting for you."
"We just chatted about some white fruit gossip, do you mind?"
Simon waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.
“What’s past is past.
"Now let's talk about the test. You are all full-time employees. It stands to reason that everyone meets my standards, but there are too many people. It is impossible to admit everyone in a short while. I can only let you compete in basic skills. What do you think? How about this?"
"Mr. Simon makes sense. We should compete on basic skills. If we compare whose creativity is better, it will be troublesome to evaluate."
Everyone agreed and approved of Simon's choice.
Afterwards, the alchemists in the room moved to the alchemy workshop set up by Simon.
The two new trainees, as well as some of the trainees who stayed to watch, also joined in and acted actively in front of Simon.
Half an hour later.
All the alchemists present had completed the refining.
Since the test was about basic skills, the potion was chosen to be a 500-blood-returning potion whose formula was basically public.
This five-hundred-blood potion can only be made by a full-time alchemist.
As a trainee, being able to refine a hundred blood points is already a sign of solid basic skills.
Simon looked at the red blood-restoring potions on the table. They were all similar in appearance. They were bright red, like the color of blood. It was hard to tell whether they were good or bad, so they could only be tested on white mice.
