As soon as he walked out of the examination hall, he heard someone shouting, "Zhang Xing, Zhang Xing, the instructor is looking for you!"
She looked up and saw that they were her classmates who had come to take the exam together.
"Why are you looking for me?
I'm busy! "Zhang Xing said calmly.
"How would I know? Anyway, the instructor said that after the examination, you can go back to your residence and wait. You're not allowed to run around."
"I told you, it's up to you whether you want to go or not!"
After the classmate finished speaking, he looked coldly at Zhang Xing and turned to leave.
"What could it be? He didn't say what he wanted to say to me. There's no end to his lecturing. Ignore him, I'll go do the mission. I'll be here for three days anyway!"
Zhang Xing muttered to himself as he walked to the mission hall.
There weren't many people inside. Perhaps they were all busy invigilating the examination.
There were only five or six people in front of the mission board. There were a few other people handing in their missions.
Zhang Xing glanced around and ignored the missions that were worth tens or hundreds of points. He looked directly at the missions that were worth more than a thousand points.
"Refining one million high-grade Vitality Elixirs, one billion merit points." He looked at the description at the back. Heavenly Star Empire Military.
This wouldn't do. It was clearly a mission for the Pharmacist Guild.
He continued reading. Other than refining medicine, it was also for treating illnesses. The merit points ranged from thousands to tens of thousands.
According to Instructor Zach, the medicinal herbs he needed were worth about three to five hundred million merit points.
In other words, a beginner pharmacist would need twenty million merit points to exchange for each medicinal herb.
If he kept doing missions, Zhang Xing would need at least ten years to earn five hundred million.
Of course, if he chose to refine Vitality Elixirs, he would probably be able to earn enough in a year and a half.
But the key was that all pharmacists were refining when they were free. It wouldn't take long for the one million elixirs to be completed.
When Zhang Xing looked at the five-star mission, his eyes lit up.
"Go to the Thousand Snow Peak to find the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Demonic Ganoderma. Reward: 150 million merit points."
"Go to the swamp to find the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Thousand Leaves Grass. Reward: 150 million merit points."
"These two missions are exciting. But three hundred million doesn't seem to be enough!"
"It doesn't matter. I'll earn the three hundred million first."
Thinking of this, Zhang Xing walked to the place where he could receive missions.
"Sir, I want to take on the five-star missions number one and number two!"
The receptionist was an old man with a face full of wrinkles. He wore an apprentice badge on his chest and was lying listlessly on the table.
"Oh, give me your identity token."
Hearing Zhang Xing's voice, the old man did not raise his head to look.
It was as if he felt that he was old and that his future was hopeless. He had lost his curiosity about everything.
When Zhang Xing handed over the Primary Alchemist Token that represented his identity, it was immediately thrown back.
"Beginner level won't do. It has to be at least Advanced level." As he spoke, the old man lay on the table in a daze again.
"Oh?
So troublesome? "
"Sir, I'll come back later!"
Zhang Xing quickly left the Mission Hall and walked towards the Intermediate Alchemist examination room.
Half an hour later, Zhang Xing walked out. The badge on his chest had changed to the symbol of an Intermediate Alchemist.
Then, he went to the Advanced Alchemist examination room. In less than two hours, Zhang Xing walked out happily.
"I've obtained the Advanced Alchemist qualification. Time to accept the mission!"
At the same time, in the office of the Alchemist Association's President, Luo Lai.
Zach, Maxi, and the Intermediate Alchemist Instructor, Jesse, were sitting in their chairs as if they had been petrified. The shock in their eyes had lasted for almost an hour.
"Are you sure?
That Zhang Xing is only seven years old?
From apprentice to Intermediate Alchemist? "
Luo Lai's face was full of vicissitudes. He wasn't young either. This was the third time he had asked.