Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

In a short time, the open-air audience seating had filled up.

The operation platform below was also already populated with would-be alchemists staggeringly standing by for the evaluation.

Looking around, Leo Ray even saw many white-haired old people at the venue.

This went to show that becoming a real alchemist was certainly not an easy task.

“Looking at the time, the conference should be starting soon.”

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the two bright red suns overhead. Leo Ray whispered to himself.

“My Lord, two auras that seem to be Tier 4 Powerhouses have just entered this grand theater.”

At this moment, Taylor’s voice came from behind Leo Ray: “Now we can confirm that the two are indeed genuine Tier 4 Powerhouses, with strength around Tier 1+ Two Stars.”

“It seems that our previous speculation was indeed correct.”

With a slight nod, Leo Ray held his chin with one hand, pondering: “These two are the City Lord of Golin City and the President of the Golin City Alchemist Guild.”

“My Lord, all the other compartments around us are already full.”

On the other side, standing at the door, Serena Clark’s dignified voice also came: “Most of the Tier 3 Powerhouses are concentrated in the compartments near us.”

“I understand.

Still gazing at the crowded venue not far away, Leo Ray thought for a moment and asked: “Have the locations of the three target rooms been confirmed?”

“My Lord, they have all been confirmed.”

At this point, Gideon Black’s elegant figure entered like a ghost, saluting: “All in the VIP compartments on the first floor.”

“Very well, we’ve already seen the two noble ladies, I wonder what kind of person this Michael Wood of the Hernandez Family is.”

Taking a deep breath, the corner of Leo Ray’s mouth raised as he said with a faint smile: “Let’s wait and see.”

“My Lord!” At this moment, the astonished voice of Scarlett came.

“What’s wrong?” Frowning, Leo Ray turned his head.

The next second, he saw Scarlett, blinking her big, signature eyes and holding a plate of exquisite pastries, flying over: “This cake is delicious!”

“Don’t be so flustered next time, understand?”

Flicking a thick finger on her smooth, white forehead, Leo Ray took a small pastry and threw it into his mouth.

A moment later, accompanied by applause from the audience outside the window, Leo Ray noticed.

Three nimble figures darted out from the entrance under his gaze.

They finally landed steadily in the center of the field, on three of the most eye-catching operation tables, instantly setting off wave after wave of cheers.

Looking closely, two of the three people were Joshua Bingaman and Orion Wolfe, whom Leo Ray had just seen.

As for the other young man in earthy yellow noble attire, this was the first time Leo Ray saw him.

Seeing his slightly pale face filled with a cynical expression, his brows also exuded an aura of arrogance.

“This should be Michael Wood of the Hernandez Family.”

Quietly watching the noble youth in the field, Leo Ray appeared thoughtful.

Before this, the only male nobility he had some understanding of was naturally Baron Yeste of Saint Night Kingdom.

If the two were compared, this Michael Wood gave off a more reckless feel, lacking the steadiness of Baron Yeste.

“A Tier 3 Six-Star Metal System Mage… They seem like a typical playboy, but what are they really like?”

Thinking this, Leo Ray continued to observe.

Undoubtedly, their current understanding of these three people was only superficial.

Therefore, in addition to continuing to collect information about them,

they must find opportunities for deeper contact in order to further judge whether the other party is qualified to join their side.

Boom boom boom…

Just as Leo Ray was thinking about this, a deafening drumbeat suddenly echoed in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, a dull yet penetrating horn sounded continuously.

When all the noise ceased, the outdoor theater, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, was quiet.

A moment later, an elderly man in luxurious grey clothes appeared on the highest stage of the venue, surrounded by several etiquette attendants.

Gazing intently, the elderly man had a calm face and strong stride, showing no signs of aging. Instead, he looked radiant and full of energy.

As soon as the man stood still, a round of applause broke out among the audience.

Moreover, the apprentice alchemists below the stage cast respectful glances at the old man, their excited expressions as if they had just seen their idol.

Then, the elderly man slightly raised both hands, and the whole venue quieted down again.

The next second, an extremely loud voice echoed throughout the huge outdoor theater.

“In the name of the President of the Golin City Alchemist Guild, I announce the opening of the 127th Alchemist Qualification Assessment of the Coldflame Kingdom!”

In an instant, thunderous applause and cheers rang out, and the enthusiastic atmosphere of the entire venue was ignited once again.

“Golin City Alchemist Guild’s Clifford Grant is both a Tier 4 Two-Star powerhouse and a Tier Alchemist? He’s truly extraordinary.”

With narrowed eyes, Leo Ray watched the elderly man in the gray robe not far away and murmured, “According to the information I got this morning, this guy is also a Royal Alchemist of the Coldflame Royal Family. When the time is ripe, I will make him my subordinate.”

Next, Clifford Grant, the president of the Alchemist Guild, announced the specific rules for today’s Qualification Assessment.

The content was simple: as long as they could use the materials on the workbench and the public potion formula to refine a Tier 1 Magic Medicine called the Ice Energy Pill, they would pass. Hearing this, Leo Ray showed a pondering expression.

This seemingly simple question was actually not easy.

Because the public potion formula differed greatly from the standard potion formula that Leo Ray carried with him.

The public potion formula only vaguely outlined the quantity of materials, and the approximate alchemy array to be used for each step of the process when refining potions.

As for the specific energy allocation of the array, duration, and other details, the alchemists themselves had to grasp, and were highly susceptible to backlash from the refining array.

By contrast, a standard potion formula was like a skill scroll, imprinting everything directly into the mind.

This was equivalent to having an Alchemy Master personally teach each step, including all refining details and precautions.

Even so, the success rate of alchemists who possessed a standard potion formula was still very limited.

This showed how difficult and dangerous it was to use such a public formula to refine potions.

Just as Leo Ray was thinking about this, he saw Clifford Grant on the stage waving his hand, and hundreds of mages wearing the kingdom’s standard magic robes entered the field from all directions.

Suddenly, transparent barrier walls rose up around the hundreds of wooden workbenches in the center of the venue, as well as around the alchemists in front, forming hundreds of separate square spaces that did not interfere with one another.

With that, the first round of the Alchemist Qualification Assessment officially began..