The Alchemist Convention lasted for three days. The first day was the exhibition of alchemy products and the second day was the formal competition. Every day was marvelous.
Shen Yanxiao’s heart was itching several times. After putting on a face-changing mask, she directly ran into the square to observe those interesting alchemy products; even Tang Nazhi could not sit still and went together with her.
The Alchemist Convention was bustling with noise and excitement; everyone was in the midst of liveliness. Only Yu Lei was shut up in the room by Shen Yanxiao and could only look up at the sky in silence.
Finally, the three-day convention was about to come to an end. After a series of rounds, there were only the few presidents of some different Alchemist Guilds who were still in the competition.
Able to become the president of the Alchemist Guilds, all of them were among the best Alchemists in the Storm Continent. Any one of them was worthy of the status of royal alchemist.
Almost all of the current royal alchemists were selected from the presidents of the Alchemist Guilds of past generations.
For example, the former president of the Puko’s Alchemist Guild. Right now, he was acting as a royal alchemist in the capital city. It was also because of his departure at the last convention that Gege Lu took over the position of president of Puko’s Alchemist Guild.
Several presidents were not surprised by the situation of the competition. If they had no superior abilities, they would not have the face to continue to serve as president.
Meanwhile, even though Gege Lu reached the final round, he was still a little absent-minded.
The metal rod that Gege Lu used in the competition was of a higher quality than the other presidents’ metal rods, which enabled him to establish a certain advantage before the second stage of the competition began.
The final stage would challenge the most comprehensive ability of an alchemist. Before Mengmeng Qi announced the final alchemy product to be built, none of the dwarves could guess what it might be.
Mengmeng Qi watched the presidents of the various Alchemist Guilds in satisfaction. He acknowledged the alchemy products they had shown before. Any one of them could become a royal alchemist, but this time, Mengmeng Qi had to be careful to choose the best one from them. After all, he would be the one to create the sacred tool that would bind the dark devil seed in his body.
Mengmeng Qi told his proposition to a royal alchemist, who then announced it to the crowd.
“In the final competition, please make a superior holy box with a binding effect.” The royal alchemist said briefly.
“Holy box?” For a while, all alchemists stared blankly. The value of a holy box in the Storm Continent was not very high. Except for alchemists who practiced with holy boxes when they first came into contact with alchemy, they had little time to make them.
It never occurred to them that the final alchemy product they would be making in this year’s Alchemist Convention would be a holy box.
For a moment, all the president’s faces turned blue.
Ever since they sat in the president’s position, they were basically dealing with humanoid machines. How could they possibly make holy boxes?
Even if they had made holy boxes at the beginning of their alchemy research, they were only inferior holy boxes at the entry level. It was difficult for them to fool the king with those low-grade things.
Even if they made that kind of thing, they were simply embarrassed to show it to people.
What was more, it would be presented to their king.
They didn’t know much about superior holy boxes, because they never thought they would build one someday.
