Dominating Evolution Of The Cosmos 87 A Consistent Success Rate

As all of the serums in front of Steve were covered with a white cloth, n.o.body knew how many he had cultivated. The others mistakenly thought that this meant that Steve dared not show his end results because he was afraid of being embarra.s.sed.

"He must not have managed to cultivate even a bottle of serum! That must be why he's covered it with a white cloth, so as not to lose face!" someone from the crowd said.

"Linken, lift up the white cloth," Alex said calmly.

With a wave, Steve lifted up the white cloth, exposing three rows of different-colored serums, with several bottles of each type of serum.

Alex's pupils contracted a little as he asked in amazement, "You made so much?"

"How could he have cultivated so many bottles? It's impossible!"

"How many bottles are there? Looks like at least 20 or 30 bottles!"

All of those present had unbelievable expressions on their faces. Right then, Alex began counting the number of serums that Steve had cultivated, while using an instrument to detect the quality at the same time.

After a while, Alex announced, "Linken, 10 bottles of Healing Serums, all 10 were of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. 10 bottles of Anti-Beating Serum, all 10 of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. 10 bottles of Subatomic Serum, all 10 of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. Congratulations to Mr. Linken, for having pa.s.sed the F-grade pharmacist's certification and getting 40 points."

Alex was so shocked, he even forgot to shake hands with Steve. Everyone else was shocked as well, forgetting even to applaud and congratulate him!

It was not until Daniel's voice broke the calmness that all of the people's attentions snapped back.

"Absolutely impossible! How is it possible for his success rate to be so high?" Daniel kept shaking his head in denial.

At that moment, everyone was in an uproar, the place completely abuzz. Everyone was exclaiming in disbelief...

"The success rates of all three types of serums was at 10%, and the serums were all of normal quality!"

"Impossible! How is it possible that someone with an elemental affinity of 5 points got such a surprisingly high success rate?"

Even the higher-ups on the top floor were astounded. Because they had ruled out Steve previously, as they felt that his talent value was too low, almost none of them had paid any attention while he had been cultivating the serums.

But now that Steve had unexpectedly pa.s.sed the F-grade pharmacist certification with such amazing results, all of their attentions were glued to him. Moreover, they also suspected that Steve had deliberately controlled the success rate, making it 10%. They could think of no other explanation for his serums to have been completely uniform. After all, the difficulty of the Subatomic Serum was much higher than the other two.

At that moment, Daniel's aura suddenly turned menacing, as he pointed at Steve and said, "He must've been cheating, as it is impossible to achieve that with his low talent value!"

"Daniel, wake up! It is impossible to cheat during the pharmacist examination! Just accept that you've already lost," Steve said, calmly.

Daniel's face turned pale instantly, then he said, "I want to see the surveillance video, as he must have cheated!"

Alex did not reject his request, as he was shocked as well, thinking that Steve's talent value was indeed too low, so it was impossible for the success rate to be so high.

After Alex retrieved it, the serum a.s.sessment video was promptly shown to everyone. Afterwards, everyone was silent, as they had all come to the same conclusion...

Steve had indeed cultivated all 30 bottles of the serums himself! And, judging from Steve's cultivation speed and relative ease of performance, it was as if he had already had decades of practice!

"Daniel, what else do you have to say?" Steve looked at Daniel and smiled.

Daniel looked pale. He really did not want to run around the Pharmacist Guild naked, as he would appear in the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper and become the joke of Stanlos Base Camp! However, he could not go back on his word.

"Mr. Daniel, since you've lost, you should fulfill the contract," Alex said, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Linken, I'll remember this!" Daniel was furious, gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth together.

But, while everyone watched, Daniel took off his clothes and ran out of the door in only a pair of underwear!

"Ah! There's a pervert!"

"Someone come here, there's a madman here!"

"How embarra.s.sing for him, running out with such a small d*ick!"

Everyone could hear the screams faintly from outside. The n.o.ble apprentices all grimaced, as this incident was a huge blow to them and they would not be able to face the civilian apprentices for a long time. Moreover, Daniel would be the b.u.t.t of every joke forever!

Meanwhile, the round of certification tests was still continuing. In the end, a total of eleven people pa.s.sed the exam, including the four civilians, Steve, Earl, Catherine, and Lance. No one else was fated to become a pharmacist this year.

Although the n.o.ble camp earned three more places than the civilian camp, and normally, the n.o.ble camp would have surely taken this opportunity to laugh at the civilian camp, because of Daniel's incident, they dared not mock anyone.

The certification examination ended, and was soon to be followed by the ceremony that granted them all badges and pharmacist gowns. At this moment, the higher-ups of the Pharmacists Guild on the top floor were having a heated argument.

"Kenneth, could you see who the clown is?"

"I think Daniel is the most likely one."

"No! If he were the clown, he wouldn't have lost and been so humiliated."

"Is it Linken?"

More than 100 D-grade pharmacists quarreled with each other, each offering their own theories and viewpoints. Finally, they looked at Kenneth in unison, while someone shouted, "You tell us, who is the clown!?"

Kenneth's forehead was dripping with sweat. He had been observing everything carefully for three days, but could not really tell who the clown was either.

Kenneth hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say. Finally, Gaffielbo who spoke up. "I have guessed, gentlemen, who Mr. Clown is, and I wonder if any of you would be interested in coming down with me to meet the legendary genius?"

The faces of everyone changed, looking curiously at Gaffielbo. They then whispered among themselves...

"Does the president really know?"

"Even Kenneth could not find him. How would the president know?"

Kenneth did not care what the others thought, as Gaffielbo's suddenly stepping up and saying these words had really saved him from a crisis!

"President, do you really know who the clown is?" Kenneth asked hastily.

"Let's go, those who are interested, come on down with me." Gaffielbo rose and left the room.

Most of the pharmacists present did not believe him, so only a dozen of them followed him down, Kenneth being one of them.