C10 Chapter ten
C10 Chapter ten
Sandra King took a long time to recover from her shock.
Her gorgeous eyes shone with wonder as she gazed at Peter!
"I had a gut feeling!"
Peter answered, with a smile, "If the fire isn't strong enough, the medicinal strength will gather." This was the forefathers' experience. The fire in the furnace was recently damaged by a gust of wind. Naturally, the pharmaceutical potency will compensate."
When Peter refined pills, the best pill refining plan would come instinctively to his head no matter what kind of situation he experienced after the system activated the 100 percent success rate. And the procedure for adding two pieces of Fiery Sun Grass had suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was just that he couldn't tell because he didn't have any way of knowing.
Could it be that he could also inform Sandra King that he had a system in his body that prompted him to do something?
"This guy's insight is beyond terrifying."
It was inevitable that when an alchemist was refining a pill, a crisis would arise due to his lack of control over the flame.
The medicinal strength would be lost if the flame was insufficient.
Sandra King, a Grade Three Pill Master, couldn't possibly be unaware of this argument.
Deciding on the medicinal herbs to include and how many medicinal herbs to include was difficult to grasp in an emergency. It would have no impact if the medicinal herbs chosen were imprecise or if the number of medicinal herbs added was incorrect.
Even Sandra King couldn't keep up with the pace.
On the other hand, this student in front of her could perfectly control the speed with his intuition.
This alchemist was nothing short of a genius among geniuses, a monster among brainiacs.
"Peter, you are a rare alchemical talent. Do you want to concentrate on the improvement of alchemy? My teacher, Melville Seymour, is someone I can introduce you to. You will, without a doubt, be my teacher's final disciple."
Sandra King's eyes glowed as she spoke.
Melville Seymour is a grade six alchemical grandmaster and a well-known alchemist at Fierce Lions Military Academy. He was a prominent figure throughout the entire Mystic Arts Continent. Meeting such a grandmaster alchemist would be difficult for the average individual.
"Sandra King wanted to introduce Peter as Melville Seymour's final disciple?"
It would be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate if Peter became Melville Seymour's last student.
"Thank you for the noble intentions of Teacher King. I still want to have some combat training accomplishments. Learning alchemy is merely a side project!"
Sandra King's kind intentions were met with a smile from Peter.
He was a man who had a plan. For him, becoming an all-around genius was a piece of cake. On the other hand, being an alchemist was a waste of skill.
"F*CK!!"
"It's not possible!"
"This individual refused!"
Everyone was taken aback by Peter's refusal. They were all staring at Peter as if he were a fool. Melville Seymour was one of the Mystic Arts Continent's rare grade six alchemy grandmasters and was a leading figure in the realm of alchemy. Obtaining his guidance was the utmost goal for innumerable alchemists on this planet. On the other hand, this individual declined to be Melville Seymour's student.
"Wasn't it f*cking amazing?"
"What?! You truly turned it down?"
After a while, Sandra King regained her composure and gazed at Peter in bewilderment. Countless alchemists fantasized about becoming Melville Seymour's final apprentice.
"Peter, with your alchemical aptitude, how can you not focus on the advancement of alchemy?"
Sandra King, enraged, stated, "You will be letting yourself down if you do not focus on alchemy. You will disappoint your parents. You will betray the entire world!"
Sandra King's words astounded Peter.
He simply didn't want to be a pure alchemist. How could he have let so many people down?
"Professor King, I simply do not desire to be a pure alchemist. I'm not saying I won't continue to refine pills in the future. Isn't it a little exaggerated?"
Peter was somewhat speechless when he stated it.
"The amount of energy a person has is finite. Many geniuses in the world have inflated self-esteem. They share your thoughts and desire various forms of dual specialization. However, because of their limited vitality, they are unable to accomplish much in all areas. They squandered their abilities."
Sandra King gave Peter a sad look. "I don't want you to grow up to be someone like this. Do you get me?"
"Thank you, Teacher King, for the reminder."
"But I still want to have some results in combat training," Peter replied as he thanked her sincerely.
"You..."
Sandra King grew enraged right away.
This brat turned out to be entirely uninterested in what she had just said.
"You have angered me to the point of death. I'll take care of getting you promoted to an Alpha-level student. Just wait for the good news."
Sandra King stormed out of the room once she finished speaking. She was at her wit's end with this obstinate fellow in front of her.
She would inform her teacher, Melville Seymour, about it and give him a headache.
After Sandra King departed, Peter turned to Auston below and said, "Auston, can you get out of here now?"
Auston snorted angrily, a gloomy expression on his face, and turned to walk away without saying anything.
"Wait, come to a halt right there!"
Peter's icy voice reverberated in his ears just as he turned around.
Auston's footsteps came to a halt, and he turned around to stare coldly at Peter. "What do you want from me?"
"Nothing. I just want to remind you to get out of here as soon as possible."
Peter murmured, "do you understand what it means to leave? If you don't, I'll be glad to teach you."