Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 616: Balbo’s letter

"Then, President Ferrey, I won't bother too much." Wilkinson didn't think that President Ferrey could answer his pharmacy questions, so he was disappointed to leave.

"Wait," Lin Li thought to himself that there was nothing important to do anyway, so it was better to just tell Wilkinson these questions, so he stopped Wilkinson who was about to leave, and said: "You There is nothing urgent, right? I know how to answer these questions. If you are not in a hurry, you might as well sit down and listen to me."

"What!" Wilkinson froze for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Lin Li shook his head slightly, and said, "Isn't it the problem of the double-rotation cold extraction technique and the nine-color qualitative theory? What a problem?"

"Ah!" Wilkinson, who had just turned around, heard Lin Li's words, and his mouth opened wide, almost thinking he was going crazy.

Wilkinson is already an intermediate pharmacist, and also a proud disciple of Master Balbo, so the questions raised will naturally not be ordinary ones. These two problems are actually the inspiration he got from the weakening of bone meal after he came here. He had a faint hunch that if he could figure out these two issues, he might be promoted to senior pharmacist.

Such two questions, it should be said that they already belong to the scope of advanced pharmacy, and at least advanced pharmacists must be able to answer them. However, this person, who has just been recognized as an intermediate pharmacist, actually said that he can answer his own question? Wilkinson said nothing to believe it was true.

"Let's go, one sheep is also rushed, and two sheep are also released. Let me tell you about it." Lin Li took the piece of paper and walked outside. Although the original plan was to wait until all the medicines needed by Wuyun Town were prepared, then officially start teaching these pharmacists. However, since Wilkinson found the question with the question, and these few questions are still more representative, then tell them all, and I will say it again after saving.

"Wait for President Ferre..." Wilkinson felt that his brain was not enough. Could it be that the younger Mage President in front of him was actually an old monster with a young appearance? He couldn't tell whether he was crazy or the magician would grow crazy.

At the age of twenty, how much can a person achieve? Wilkinson became an intermediate pharmacist at the age of 21. At that time, the entire pharmacist union was a sensation. It is said that there has never been such a young intermediate pharmacist in the history of the pharmacy exhibition. Although Wilkinson has a mild personality, he is also a young man after all. It is reasonable to be proud of him.

But now...

"Everyone, stop here..."

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Wilkinson finally came back to his senses, only to realize that he had already followed the pharmacy preparation room unknowingly. President Ferre was walking towards the podium, and those companions were full. His face looked at himself strangely.

"Wilkinson, go back to your place," Lin Li came to the podium. Although he had never really been a teacher, he had seen what a teacher was like before crossing the road. He said a little like a teacher.

Wilkinson responded, but he didn't resist at all, and walked back to his position obediently under everyone's surprised gaze.

"Hey, what's the matter? Didn't you ask a question? Why did he come here." A companion next to him asked Wilkinson in a low voice.

Wilkinson smiled bitterly and said: "Up to now, I haven't figured out anything, let's take a look."

On the podium, Lin Li coughed slightly and said: "Wilkinson went to me just now and said that he had encountered several problems. I took a look. These problems are very representative in pharmacy. Although some of you may not be able to use it now, but it does not hurt to know some by analogy."

Until this time, everyone reacted that President Frey on the podium was actually going to give a lecture. This is too crazy, too funny, too unacceptable. Although the pharmacists sitting here are only low-level and intermediate-level, their teachers are at least high-level pharmacists, and they can often listen to the masters. Now, such a young president of the wizard's union dares to step onto the stage to give lectures. Why does he have to!

The pharmacists in the audience didn't slam the door angrily, but they all sat there with a joke. Some people have even secretly made preparations, looking for a few problems and embarrassing the people on the stage, let him know that no one can be a teacher.

However, as Lin Li's lectures deepened, the psychology of everyone in the audience gradually changed. In the pharmacist's union, they are all called geniuses, knowing what is right or wrong, and no one is willing to miss the opportunity to make progress just out of anger.

In the whole room, only the voice of Lin Li was giving lectures. The young talented pharmacists under the podium were completely dragged into the whirlpool of knowledge by him. They all heard mesmerizingly, forgetting everything around them. They were afraid that they would miss every word that Lin Li said, no small movements, no whispers, and even their breathing could not help but slow down a lot.

In the eyes of these pharmacists, the young man talking on the podium has completely blurred his appearance, age and identity have been filtered out, and what is left is a simple teacher who is teaching. They don't think about anything now, they just listen to the lecture seriously, and put the knowledge taught by the teacher on the stage into their own heads, and no one will think they have too much knowledge.

Standing on the stage, Lin Li spoke endlessly, his eyes swept across the faces of the pharmacists under the stage, and he was quite satisfied with the performance of the pharmacists at this time.

Being able to settle down and learn under this situation shows that their thirst for knowledge cannot be interfered by any other foreign objects. I didn't know how to be a teacher. With such a group of students, I believe it will be easier to teach in the future.

For several questions raised by Wilkinson, Lin Li answered them in detail from various aspects, and stopped talking for more than two hours. But at this time, the pharmacists in the audience were still immersed in the absorption of knowledge, and no one made any noise.

When Wilkinson and others came back to their senses, they appeared on the podium. I don't know when they had lost the figure of the young wizard president. The whole room suddenly "buzzed", and almost everyone had expressions of surprise and disbelief on their faces.

"Just now...you were not dreaming just now!"

It's crazy, is that little president really only twenty years old, but looking at what happened just now, people even suspect that he is a high elf lurking among humans. Pharmacy is different from magic. Magic is more dependent on talent. It even says how much a person has achieved in magic has been determined from his birth. Pharmacy is a kind of accumulation of knowledge. The talent is good only to learn things fast and have strong understanding ability, but no matter how fast you learn things, it takes time to learn. If you don’t learn, there will be nothing. Promote.

"Oh my god, he... what he just said, he will not be a senior pharmacist?"

Everyone has the same question in their hearts. What kind of achievements the young wizard president has in pharmacy, even the word genius is not enough to describe him.

"Actually, an intermediate pharmacist may also know the knowledge."

Someone said weakly, but it was immediately refuted by others, especially Wilkinson who raised those questions.

"If you can explain these issues so thoroughly, even an intermediate pharmacist is about to be promoted to a senior intermediate pharmacist." Wilkinson murmured.

"Which pharmacist master actually cultivated such a monster." A group of people said enviously. This lesson made everyone feel that they had benefited a lot, and it also made them extremely curious about the master who taught such a student.

It is not easy to train a senior pharmacist. It is unimaginable to train a twenty-year-old senior pharmacist. Although the pharmacists present were all low-level and intermediate-level pharmacists, and there were no high-level pharmacists, they were still able to distinguish the truth from the false in the lesson just now.

These pharmacists, or discussing mysterious pharmacists, or sorting out the harvest of this class, the whole room seemed a little noisy.

"Pop!"

Wilkinson suddenly patted the table and stood up, and the sound in the room suddenly choked.

"What's wrong with Wilkinson," the companion next to him asked caringly.

Wilkinson also noticed his gaffe, and said quickly: "It's nothing, just remembered something." As he said, he left his position and walked quickly to the outside of the room.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, wondering what exactly Wilkinson was sick with. Could it be because the title of the first genius in the Pharmacists’ Union was never true?

No matter what the people in the room might guess, after Wilkinson walked out of the room, he immediately went to the room where he was resting, and when he arrived, he started rumbling around. The suitcase turned upside down, and the clothes fell on a bed. People who didn't know thought it was a thief.

After tumbling for a long time, Wilkinson finally found a letter from the pocket of a changed dress.

"Damn it, why don't you even pay attention to the teacher's instructions, make the letter like this, how can you take it to President Ferre." Wilkinson said with the letter regretfully.

It turned out that when Wilkinson and his companions were brought to the Tower of Twilight by Grean, Balboa deliberately handed Wilkinson a letter for him to hand it to Lin Li when he arrived. However, Wilkinson at the time, like everyone else thought, thought that he had been banished to the Tower of Twilight by the teacher, so naturally he didn't take it to heart.

After several days of understanding, Wilkinson already knew that he and others were not exiled, but really came to receive training. Especially after listening to this class today, it is no exaggeration to say that even if it is just for this class, this trip is definitely worth it. It was only then that he remembered that he still had a letter written by his teacher to President Frey.

Wilkinson looked at the letter over and over for a while, and suddenly felt curious about the content of the letter. There is no one left or right, do you want to take a sneak peek, Mr. Balbo's handwritten letter, what exactly did President Ferrey write to.

There is no magic seal on the envelope, and even the glue is useless. It can be seen that the content of the letter is not invisible, so it should be no problem to read it for yourself. Wilkinson couldn't restrain his curiosity, and finally convinced himself, sitting at the table and gently opening the envelope.

"Master Ferre!"

At the very beginning, Wilkinson almost fell from his chair by surprise.

In the world of Anriel, the name "Master" is not used casually. It is a respectable name with considerable weight, especially now from Balbo, the president of the Pharmacists' Union. What can be called a master by Balbo will never be a polite appellation, but an honorific title that is really not discounted.

You read it wrong, maybe this letter is to be handed over to President Ferrey's teacher? Wilkinson couldn't believe it—it was—eyes, but the writing on the letter paper did not change.

Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Wilkinson continued to look down, but the content behind it made him more frightened as he watched. If you hadn't already met the young wizard president, just looking at the content of this letter, you would definitely have thought that this letter was addressed to an elder who had the same status as Teacher Balbo. Even the presidents of the Wizards' Guild~IndoMTL.com~, few people can make Teacher Balbo use such words in the letter.

But the fact is that this letter was written to a young magician who was just twenty years old. The tone in the letter is not at all like an elder wrote to a junior, but like between friends or colleagues, there is no difference in the status of the two. To use a more vivid metaphor, Teacher Balbo is looking down when talking to students and subordinates, and looking up when talking to other masters in the union, so the tone in this letter is already looking up.

Wilkinson can no longer think anymore. The shock caused by the thin two-page letter paper in his hand is beyond words. However, he thought it was all, but when he turned to the second page of the letter, he knew that it was not over yet.

What is this! Teacher Balbo turned out to be... actually asking the question from President Ferrey?

Is there anything more exaggerated than this? Wilkinson was about to collapse. Teacher Balbo was not only the president of the Pharmacist Guild, but also a senior master of pharmacy. No one knew the teacher's academic attainments better than himself. But now, in the letter, my teacher sincerely asked the President Ferre about pharmacy!

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