Guards Fox: Miracle doctor mother lost her horse again

Chapter 1818 Alchemist Association (2)

And within the four kingdoms, let alone the master level.

Even high-level alchemists only have the power of a slap in the face.

Who else does Yun Luo need to compete with?
Who has the qualifications to compete with her?

This is not a joke.

Because of this, Yun Luo has never met a few of his colleagues since he became an alchemist until now.

There is no exchange of information between peers.

Ordinary warriors have an attitude of admiration towards the alchemist. They are so awe-inspiring that they don't even dare to mention it.

How did Yun Luoshang know about the Alchemist Association?

Then, a super weird thing happened...

Yun Luo didn't know until today that she, a grand master-level alchemist, was actually a barefoot doctor in the Four Kingdoms!

A super gangster who practices medicine without a license!

The corner of Yun Luo's mouth twitched violently, he really learned a lot...

Although he was extremely speechless, fortunately Yun Luo thought broadly.

It doesn't matter if you practice medicine without a license, since the alchemist is a skilled practitioner anyway.

As long as the strength is in place, it doesn't matter whether you have a certificate or not.

She had been "practicing medicine without a license" for so many years, and the elixirs she had produced could be piled up into a small mountain. Wasn't it still sold to four countries and fanatically sought after by countless warriors?

It can be seen that the technical strength of the alchemist is the hard currency.

Yun Luo comforted himself, and quickly put aside this entanglement, and then asked: "According to you, the level and grade of alchemists are formulated by the Alchemist Association?"

"That's right." Long San nodded. "What are their criteria for judgment?" Yun Luo felt vaguely that something was wrong.

Long San thought for a while and quickly answered:

"Only those who can distinguish a thousand kinds of medicinal materials and pass two rounds of written examinations are qualified to take the alchemist assessment."

"Only those who can combine and mix more than fifteen kinds of pills from these one thousand kinds of medicinal materials are qualified to be called junior pharmacists."

"Only those who can actually open an alchemy furnace and successfully refine a first- to third-grade elixir are qualified to become an intermediate alchemist."

"As for the high-level alchemist..."

Long Yi thought hard for a long time, and finally shook his head: "It is really rare to find one in a hundred years. The specific assessment has not been conducted for many years, and I can't remember it clearly."

After hearing this, Yun Luo felt like this: "..."

A capital "Speechless!!"

What kind of bullshit standards are these?
It’s like a joke!
It makes sense to distinguish medicinal materials, but the requirements for low-level and mid-level alchemists later are too simple, right? !

Even in modern Chinese medicine pharmacies, those who want to become apprentices must recite at least hundreds of medicinal materials, distinguish the subtle differences of each medicinal material, and understand the properties and efficacy of each medicinal material as thoroughly as possible.

Almost any apprentice who is willing to learn and work in a traditional Chinese medicine dispensary for several years can make his own combinations with the medicinal materials he knows, and it is no problem to casually draw up dozens of prescriptions.

Although the medicine formulated in this way may not be very effective, it will definitely not kill anyone.

According to the requirements of the Alchemist Association.

The so-called low-level alchemist they stipulate is at best the level of a pharmacy apprentice, and may even be worse!

Yun Luo's eyebrows couldn't stop beating, and his mood was hard to describe.

Asking an apprentice who has not yet graduated to treat patients... what kind of operation is this?
What if the apprentice is not good enough and uses medicine indiscriminately and kills people?
Isn't this making fun of the patient's life?
(End of this chapter)