Spirit Planter of Star Attack

After waiting for about 5 minutes, the melon-eaters were pushed away. The petite Li Zefei, followed by the big Biao Dingxin, walked in together.

Bei Yan stood up smiling, and was about to speak when he saw another commotion at the door.

Lei Tianhang?

Bei Yan was a little surprised - this one, what are you here for?

Lei Tianhang walked to the edge of the experiment table, frowned and looked at Li Zefei: "You initiated this competition?"

"Brother Tianhang?" Li Zefei showed a surprised expression, "Are you coming to see me compete?"

"Yes or no?"

"Yeah... what's the matter, brother Tianhang? I'm doing justice for the people Beiyan bullied." Li Zefei was filled with righteous indignation.However, Lei Tianhang is not someone who is easy to believe. He frowned and said: "I saw the cause of the incident on the school forum. It is true that Bei Yan hasn't approached me for more than a month. You said he would bully others because of me. Now I I don't quite believe it."

Bei Yan folded his arms around his chest and looked at it with great interest——Lei Tianhang is a nice guy, quite decent.However, after hearing this, Li Zefei might not think so.

Sure enough, Li Zefei opened his eyes wide, showing an expression of disbelief: "Brother Tianhang, what do you mean? Are you soft-hearted towards him? Don't forget how he pestered you back then!"

"I'm just talking about the facts. Bei Yan apologized for the previous incident, and this month also sent gifts to the classmates who hurt him to ask for forgiveness. I think he has seriously reformed, so he shouldn't hold on to his past. "

"Is it enough to apologize? And what about this time? Brother Tianhang, how could you do this?! I am standing up for the bullied..."

"Cough cough." Bei Yan finally couldn't bear to see the development of the bloody plot at eight o'clock, and interrupted Li Zefei with a light cough, "Let me interject—Student Li Zefei, that girl was bullied by me. You're crazy. After analyzing it, I think it's more likely that you're calling for a thief. If you hadn't been messing around, I wouldn't have agreed to this game to be clean. Let's forget about putting money on your face. "

Li Zefei turned his head and glared at Bei Yan. Before he could speak, he heard Lei Tianhang next to him say, "Zefei, if you want to compete with Bei Yan, it doesn't matter if you compete, but the bet...is not worth it." To be fair, forget it."

"It's okay." Bei Yan smiled, "I don't care. I won't lose anyway."

Lei Tianhang thought for a moment in silence, then sighed: "Since you have no objection, then I won't interfere. However, Bei Yan, I hope you will continue to do things like this month..."

"It's natural." Bei Yan glanced at Li Zefei who was in a daze because of Lei Tianhang's words, "The gossip is over, can the competition begin? — Li Zefei?"

Li Zefei returned to his usual expression after being called out by Bei Yan, but there was an almost unconcealable resentment in those big eyes: "Then let's get started."

Li Zefei stood in front of the experimental platform opposite Beiyan, and took the lead in taking out the carefully preserved Lingzhi from his own space equipment. His delicate face was full of malice that could no longer be hidden: "I thought I would make an e-level potion Is it? That was all last semester——I can prepare D-class ones now!"

A commotion broke out among the crowd who came to watch the match.

Bei Yan heard someone say, "It's amazing!"; "It's no less than his cousin Mu Yu!"; "But the two brothers' personalities are not very good..."; "Did Bei Yan be killed by Mu Yu?" It’s not certain that Yu was harmed, who knew it wasn’t made up by Bei Yan?”

Even Li Benteng was a little nervous, holding Bei Yan's arm with his fingers.

But Bei Yan was so calm that he seemed to stay out of the matter: "Oh? That's not bad."

Li Zefei originally wanted to see Bei Yan showing an expression of surprise, panic or even fear, but Bei Yan's reaction obviously did not satisfy him.He stared at Bei Yan for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "You just pretend! You have learned a lot in more than a month, but today I will teach you—no matter how well you pretend, strength is the foundation of speaking."

Isn't he skillful? 3 seconds of purification?Heh, it's just a step that doesn't require the use of profound spiritual power!

As for a good-for-nothing with mental strength, whose skills are so good that he can make potions of the same level as himself in the third grade?

What's the joke?

Even if he really did it, the difference in mental power level is enough for him to completely abuse him in terms of appearance and speed!

——The corner of Li Zefei's mouth could hardly restrain the sneer.I don't know what kind of tricks this trash has, he has become smarter recently, and I can't keep using him as a shield to fix people who dare to mess with Brother Tianhang... Even the public opinion in the school has been turned around by him a lot.

But all of this ends here.

A waste of mental strength, who has a good family background, even if he works hard and develops good skills, so what?

Level D is a level that he can't surpass until his death!

Bei Yan watched Li Zefei's somewhat ruthless expression, and said calmly, "Strength is the basis of speaking? I like this sentence, and I will return the original sentence to you. ——Okay, let's start the timer, and the competition begins? "

A bystander turned on the recorder in the laboratory, and every move of the two people will be completely recorded, and they can even automatically distinguish which step they have reached, and then calculate the time spent.

Bei Yan was like an artist arranging works of art, with all his gestures and gestures, he prepared the needed utensils and placed them in the most suitable positions.

Someone said it in his previous life—watching Mr. Bei Yan make medicine seems to be a kind of artistic enjoyment.

At that time, Bei Yan was just an SS spirit planter, not the most proficient in technology, and the success rate was not the highest, but his demeanor when making medicine was so outstanding that many people felt that there was an illusion of addiction.Because of this, when shooting the promotional video of the Imperial Spiritual Plant Association back then, instead of choosing a more powerful sss-level spiritual planter, Bei Yan was chosen as the protagonist.

His every move has his own rhythm, flowing like clouds and water, like ancient celebrities making tea or splashing ink.

Because of this, since Bei Yan started to move, more and more people's eyes were attracted to him.

"Don't do your job properly, just make a big splash." Li Zefei sneered in a voice that could only be heard from each other on the experimental platform.

Bei Yan raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyes immediately. This silent contempt was more infuriating than the counterattack. Li Zefei's hands were heavy, and there was a harsh sound when the preservation bottle and the condensed gold rod collided. He quickly held his breath and reminded This is just Bei Yan's pretentious gesture to annoy others, don't be fooled, don't be fooled.

Bei Yan didn't care what Li Zefei thought and did, he carried out the steps of Lingzhi's treatment in an orderly manner.This time he is still preparing to make a b-level potion, but without an assistant, it may take a little longer to do it. I'm afraid... Well, it will take nearly two hours, and I don't know if such a poor body can hold it.

——If others knew what he was thinking, they would definitely twist their noses in anger.

In the production of potions, the most strenuous thing is the eyesight, the precise use of mental power, the perfect combination of mental power and skills, and the ability to perceive every step of the potion changes.But Bei Yan didn't care about these at all, instead worrying about the most insignificant physique!

The potion that Bei Yan made this time was not too difficult - the main reason was that he bought the spiritual plants online, and they were not too advanced.The high-level Bei family did have it, and he didn't expect to use it so soon, so he didn't want it.After that, it seems that I need to prepare some more frequently.

The potion this time is called "Volga's Sigh". The name doesn't sound like a medicine, but it is a very common potion for those who go out to practice to prevent being stunned by miasma.At first, it seems that a traveler practiced in a wetland called Volga, and died of inhaling the miasma.His lover is a young talented female spirit planter. In the midst of grief and indignation, she burst out with inspiration and developed this potion, which has become a necessary common medicine for home and travel in the future.Although it also has an academic name called "B-class miasma expelling segregation agent", no one would call it that name.

The ingredients of this potion are quite few, the main material is a kind of spiritual plant called dark blue Volga grass, grade B, the roots, leaves and flowers can be used as medicine - and they are all the ingredients of this potion, but they must be treated separately, if mixed It will lead to quality degradation or even configuration failure.

Bei Yan carefully took out the dark blue Volga grass from the vacuum compression storage box, took a thin metal knife like cicada wings with a hand wearing a white glove, gently pinched it with the index finger and thumb, and sliced ​​from the cross section of the blue Volga grass go.

Although this body is useless in every way, fortunately, it has a pair of very beautiful hands with slender and flexible fingers and high sensitivity. Compared with Bei Yan's previous life, his movements are more delicate.

In ten minutes, the roots, stems, leaves, and flowers of the dark blue Volga grass were processed separately, and each was made into solutions with different solvents, which were stored in preservation cups or bottles.Next came the other spiritual plants, and there were no more than four types. The precision requirement was much lower than that of the blue Volga grass. It took Bei Yan 5 minutes to process it.

——Li Zefei is also about the same time.After all, what he made was a D-level potion, with only four ingredients, and it was relatively easy to handle.Moreover, although he is vile, his strength is not bad, at least among students of the same age, he can be regarded as a young genius, and he is also dealing with the last Lingzhi at this time.

Li Zefei glanced at the solution in front of Beiyan, startled, and suddenly laughed: "Beiyan, are you an idiot? Or have you not learned the basics well? B-level Lingzhi? Who do you think you are? —— B-level spiritual plants are used as the main material to prepare low-level medicines. The excess energy is difficult to drain, not to mention the quality is not high, and it is easy to have side effects! I really don’t know how you got the first place in your grade, and you thought it was a little bit capable—— If I knew it earlier, I don’t even have basic knowledge, so I don’t even bother to compare with you.”

——Li Zefei's ridicule is actually very late.

As early as Bei Yan took out the dark blue Volga grass and started cutting into slices, the school forum was already blown up.

In the hot post of "The Landlord is going to broadcast the annual teardown [beep——] Lingzhi's Battle", a certain onlooker replied, "Nimma, is Beiyan going to die? B-level Lingzhi, he never Will you want to make a b-level drug?"

Then, like a stone dropped into a pot of boiling water, many people began to speak.

"B-level? ls, are you dreaming? Do you need to say more about the d-level mental power of the little waste prince?"

"I thought it would be possible to make up a little bit with the skills and basics of the slag of mental strength. Now it seems... I still think too much."

"I'm currently in the levitation laboratory, and I don't want to read any more. What's so good about a competition where you know the results from the beginning?"

"... I said silently, seeing Bei Yan's attack at the beginning... I really felt that he was a great god who was hiding a lot..."

"+1!"

"Indeed, it's full of momentum, and the movements are too rhythmic..."

"Two words, pretend."

"What can I do if I don't pretend? Do you think you can become a spiritual planter if you can memorize a book and pick out some impurities? Hehe, stupid."

"Okay, take your time, I'll flash first..."

"..."

There was a lot of quarrel in the hot posts on the forum, and Li Benteng who posted the post naturally didn't have the heart to watch or care about it. He stared at the movements of Bei Yan's hands and broke out in a cold sweat. If it wasn't for the competition not to interfere, he would have shouted——

What are you tm doing?

Reassure me?Your B-level spiritual plants are all on display, and you are still making the main material, you want me to rest assured? !

— Let go of you, sir!