The others looked at Xiao Lin with increasingly stranger expressions. Even those from Dawn Academy wanted to advise Xiao Lin against it. From their perspective, the times that Xiao Lin had attended the medical studies classes could be counted with one hand, so they had no confidence at all.
When the judge said that it would have to be brought back for experimentation before it could be verified, they had actually sighed in relief, because it meant that the victor could not be determined on that day. The best result would have been a delay in the tournament. No matter what, they had won themselves some time, which could have been Xiao Lin’s intentions.
Judge Academy would definitely not be happy with that; it was originally an assured victory, so they did not want it to drag it on. No one knew if Dawn Academy would play some sort of trick in the meantime, and even the president’s expression turned cold. If the woman really wanted to delay the announcement of a winner, he would definitely have immediately voiced his objections, and might even ask the Supreme Council to mediate.
As the situation turned awkward, Xiao Lin once again voiced a surprising idea, wanting to test it right there. Then, even Martin started to have a strange look on his face.
In regular procedures, new potions would never immediately be tested on live people, especially new potions that even someone who held such a high standing could not discern, but Xiao Lin had boldly vocalized the request. If it failed, then Xiao Lin would not just have lost the match, he would face even harsher tournaments.
“Then who will undergo the test?” someone lightly muttered, and everyone looked at each other.
Judge Academy’s students all retreated a few steps. If it were Martin’s potion, they would be able to trust in it, but who was this Xiao Lin? They had clearly seen from the information they had that he was only a novice that had only started with medicinal studies not even three months ago!
Those from Dawn Academy were hesitant. Xiao Lin pursed his lips and was just about to volunteer himself as the candidate when a calm voice spoke out, “Let me be the test subject!”
Xiao Lin turned back in confusion and saw Cheng Ming slowly limping over with the support of others, his entire body wrapped in bandages. The wounds he had suffered from the first match had recovered quite a bit, but due to the special nature of King Lycanthropy, a lot of his wounds were not able to recover immediately.
Cheng Ming’s expression was haggard, but his voice was firm. “If it’s Xiao Lin’s potion, I will trust it!”
Xiao Lin smiled at him warmly before looking at the others with a questioning gaze. Since there was someone who volunteered, then the others should not have an issue.
“Even if he dies, it will just be twenty years of his lifespan. Since he doesn’t care about himself, we have no objections,” Judge Academy immediately voiced, obviously worried that Xiao Lin would lay the responsibility of the test subject on them.
The committee members discussed it for a bit, and finally agreed with a difficult look on their faces. They did not agree with experimenting with a new potion like this, but just like the others were worried about, the results of the tournament could not be delayed.
“We’ve already given him an extremely strong Holy Potion earlier. Based on the principle of drug resistance on similar potions, the basic restoration potion should not have any effect on him, since the basic recovery potion is still a treatment potion, no matter how much you improve it.”
Next to Cheng Ming was a treatment expert. He had heard of the argument, and immediately voiced his opinions. Holy Potions were a special, pure recovery potion. Due to the dark nature of King Lycanthropy, Holy Potions would have a better effect, but the drug resistance it produced was very high as well. It was a basic principle in medicinal studies; the stronger the effects, the more drug resistance it would produce.
Since everyone was agreeable, the decision was quickly made. In order to prove his words, Xiao Lin made many bottles of the potion on the spot. This time, everyone paid attention to his manufacturing process. Yet, no matter what their views were, everyone was disappointed.
Xiao Lin did not use any special techniques in the process, and he did not look as familiar with the techniques as Martin did. Other than some strange ingredients, almost everything else were things that everyone was familiar with. Yet, the man dared to say that something like that could ignore drug resistance.
Xiao Lin did not need to look at everyone else’s expressions to know what was being thought about him, and he was too lazy to explain since he had no way of explaining it himself. The new and improved recovery potion was not something he had thought up; it was actually made by the Normese about a thousand years ago, yet for some reason, the potion was quickly lost to history before it could be circulated.
The books that Bell made Xiao Lin absorbed had some notes from back then inside. No one knew how many of those notes were still left in the world, and in Dawn Academy’s countless books, there were incredibly few people who found the notes, and among those who did, the ones that were interested in medical studies and believed in them were practically non-existent.
No, to be more precise, there was only one person, which was Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin was quite lucky to stumble upon that information in his mind, and after his repeated deliberation, he believed that the potion could work.
Xiao Lin’s capabilities might not be able to compare to Martin’s, but when it came to medicinal studies, his brain was practically an encyclopedia. In terms of theoretical knowledge, even ten Martins might not be able to beat him.
Xiao Lin would obviously not harm a nice guy like Cheng Ming. Even though Cheng Ming more or less felt like a lab rat, lab rats might not always encounter bad endings. Thinking about it, Xiao Lin basically played the same role for Song Junlang.
After about an hour, Xiao Lin prepared over a dozen bottles of the basic recovery potion, which was definitely enough for the experiment.
Next up would be Cheng Ming. The others looked at him with some sympathy, but Cheng Ming walked forward openly and honestly. He grabbed a bottle and gulped it down. After he finished drinking it, he rubbed his chin to the anticipation and anxiety of everyone, muttering, “I swallowed it too fast. I didn’t get to taste it.”
Potion bottles were about the size of a middle finger, so it really was not enough for even a mouthful, but the man was actually treating it like water!
Xiao Lin rolled his eyes and continued to pass the other bottles. When it came to the final bottle, the judge could not resist snatching it for herself. She needed to bring a bottle back for experimentation purposes.
