Chapter 832： Showcase No. 51

Chapter 832 Display Case No. 51

There are more and more alchemists around the No. 51 display cabinet. I don’t know whether it is people’s curiosity or the alchemy results displayed there are too attractive. Anyway, many wizards saw that there are many people there. , they gathered there one after another, wondering what alchemy achievements were displayed there, so that so many alchemists gathered to watch.

The wizards who came over soon joined in the discussion about the possibility of using Mandrake roots to make wine. It is common to use Mandrake roots to brew potions, but using it to make wine is unheard of, and using Mandrake Does the wine brewed from grass roots really have the effects described on the parchment?

Could it be a bluff?

If Mandrake really works, it will have a strong appeal to a large percentage of wizards.

Of course, it may be fake. The mandrake cannot make wine at all, and the wine in the display cabinet does not have the effect depicted on the parchment, and the possibility is very high.

The discussion on the Mandrake wine soon became polarized. More people believed that the bottle of wine was fake, but some alchemists who knew Sera and Albert thought it was true.

"It's all gone, this is a fake at all."

Many alchemists feel that this is not good, because every International Alchemy Conference has similar shabby incidents, and they think that those fake things should be banned from appearing in the display cabinets.

"Does any of you know who Albert Anderson is? I always feel that this name sounds familiar." Someone saw the exhibitor of the work and frowned slightly and asked the acquaintances around him.

"Don't you usually read newspapers?" Claude said angrily, "You don't know the famous geniuses, and you still think the things they show are fake?"

Claude is also an old friend of Sierra, and he even met Albert once at an alchemy party, so he knows the kid's abilities very well.

However, the reason why he speaks so eccentrically now is that he was shown off by Sera not long ago. He finally had the opportunity to tease his old opponent, and he felt very comfortable.

As for the stuff being fake?

Claude didn't think that Serra would be so unreliable, not to mention that Albert was still a genius with countless halos on his head, there was really no need to risk his reputation to death, let alone do that.

"Others are planning to participate in the competition to win the gold medal for pioneering contributions, so can something be fake?"

"real?"

"You should read more newspapers." Claude shook his head and said, "That kind of person is so proud that he doesn't even bother to lie to you."

"Okay, Claude, there's no need to be so eccentric." Adolf couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile, and explained to the others by the way: "We knew Mr. Albert a few years ago. He was very young at that time, Has demonstrated extraordinary talent in alchemy.

"You mean that bottle of wine is real?"

Many wizards raised their eyebrows in thought, not knowing what they were thinking.

However, Adolf has a good reputation, so he must know something since he said that.

"Albert Anderson was the gold medal winner of Barnabus Finkley's excellent spellcasting technique a while ago, and he has several world-class champions on his head. Why do you think he made a fake trick to fool you? Are you worthy?" Claude felt comfortable after spraying the group of people.

Hearing what Claude said, the expressions on the faces of many wizards were a little unnatural.

However, some people finally remembered why the name looked familiar. However, they soon became excited, because Claude said that Mr. Anderson planned to participate in the competition and win the title of world-class champion.

This means that the opportunity has come. They actually know what the International Alchemy Conference is about.

As long as there are enough gold coins, there is a chance to buy the recipe of Mandrake Wine from the Alchemy Research Center.

As if to verify the authenticity of this statement, several personnel from the Alchemy Research Center came here, intending to review and accept Albert's research results.

People around began to whisper, and even a few people left in a hurry, as if they wanted to find someone, but more wizards stayed where they were and waited for the results of the review.

Of course, there are quite a few guys who regard Albert as a fool.

Yeah, in their eyes, what is it if Albert is not a fool?

Doesn't that Mr. Anderson know that to participate in the International Alchemy Congress competition is to hand over the formula to others?

The Alchemy Research Center is willing to pay this bonus, mainly because it wants to get some alchemy results from other alchemists.

Two thousand Galleons?

Not much, not much at all!

After all, what they get is not only the award-winning alchemy results, they can also get the alchemy results that did not win the award. When the time comes, they can use it for research and improvement, and then sell the technology secretly, and they can easily recover the cost. More Sometimes you can even go whoring for nothing, because the pioneering contribution gold award is only awarded to those alchemists with excellent alchemy results.

As for patent protection, everyone knows that is a joke.

This is also the reason why many alchemists are only willing to show their alchemy results, but are unwilling to take part in the competition.

However, when the few onlookers were considering how much it would cost to get the winemaking technology, they found that the staff took out the flying ointment next to the bottle of wine from the display case.

That's right, what he took out was a small box of flying ointment, not the bottle of Mandrake wine.

"Poof!"

I don't know who finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

"Many people regard Anderson as a fool. Who is the fool now? It's so interesting." Not only Claude, but even Adolf is looking at the colleagues around him with interest, thinking that they are too stupid.

Really treat others as fools?

But I don't know that I am the real fool.

Adolf shifted his attention back to the chair that floated up after being smeared with flying ointment, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If there is no accident, he should be the gold medal for pioneering contribution."

Although the usage may not be found for the time being, this technique is undoubtedly valuable.

"Maybe, that bottle of wine was fake in the first place, so that guy didn't dare to use it to participate in the competition." Someone muttered softly.

However, he soon received a bunch of contemptuous gazes, and the others couldn't help but stay away from him, for fear of being infected by idiots.

They actually want to find out the specific effect of Mandrake wine. If it is really effective, they can cooperate with Albert. As an alchemist, they naturally have no shortage of sales channels.

Nobody has trouble with money, and a genius like that deserves their acquaintance.

It was not easy to find Albert in the exhibition hall. There were too many people here, and there were chattering discussions everywhere. God knows where Albert was.

(end of this chapter)