I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

On this medicinal herb garden, someone was already tending to the herbs. When they saw someone coming, they glanced up and then continued with their work.

Directly in front of that enormous building, two students, a man and a woman, were greeting guests. Their names, Colin and Marta, were written on their chests.

Lu Yuan was not the only one waiting to enter at the entrance; Marta was greeting people on the side, and the queue had formed a short line.

When it was Lu Yuan's turn, he handed over the receipt. Colin took it, glanced at it, and led him inside, giving him a brief introduction as they walked.

The building is divided into three vertical columns: Pharmacy, Inscription, and Alchemy.

The classrooms are divided into two rows, one for beginners and one for intermediate students. The cubicles are assigned per session, with each session having its own separate cubicle. Students of the same subject and level all stay in the same cubicle.

Following his directions, I looked inside and saw three rows of cubicles lined up vertically. Each cubicle had a wooden sign hanging at its door, indicating the subject and session. At the very back was a raised platform facing all the cubicles; sitting on it, one could have a panoramic view of the entire venue.

The examination schedule was as follows: pharmacy in the morning, alchemy at noon, and inscription in the afternoon.

The basic and intermediate certifications are both today, while the advanced certification will be scheduled separately tomorrow.

Upon hearing this time, Lu Yuan felt a weight lifted from his heart.

He was worried that he might have selected two tickets at once, which would prevent him from participating at the same time.

If two exams are taken at the same time and the organization starts at the same time, then we're doomed. We'll have to wait until next month, and there won't be enough time.

Now it's perfect. I'll take the intermediate pharmaceutical exam in the morning and the intermediate inscription exam in the afternoon, so the day will be over in one day.

As he entered the pharmacy section, Lu Yuan handed over one of his tickets.

"I'm involved in the intermediate-level certification program in pharmaceutical science."

Colin took the receipt, glanced at him, and said, "This is your first time taking the exam. Are you sure you want the intermediate level?"

"Confirmed." Lu Yuan nodded. Colin didn't say anything more, but simply pulled out a stick from the divination box next to him and examined it. The box was made of wood, and the sticks inside were perfectly made, with the sides polished to a high shine.

"Go to the seventh cubicle in the third row."

He stamped the receipt and handed it to Lu Yuan, then looked him over a few times and shook his head slightly.

Colin had already made up his mind about the Easterner named Lu Yuan in front of him, who dared to sign up for the intermediate level on his first exam: another one who was here to waste his Knight's Tokens.

Lu Yuan didn't explain, but simply took the ticket and his seat tag and went to find his seat.

The buildings inside are much larger than they appear from the outside, with three rows vertically and two rows horizontally, and rows of cubicles separating each room, with each cubicle having its own space.

When Lu Yuan first entered, there weren't too many people. But by the time he found his row, people were already pouring in from behind him.

The place looks quite big, but it's actually quite crowded, and it quickly felt a bit full.

The lower-level section became lively first, packed with people. The intermediate section was much less crowded, but each stall was still full. Some people sat down and stopped talking, while others closed their eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Many people, however, examine the bottles and jars in front of them without being allowed to touch them.

The area on the left is where the intermediate level exams are held; it's full of people like him who are there to take the intermediate-level pharmaceutical certification exam.

In front of each person were many medicinal herbs, as well as various bottles, jars and utensils.

As soon as Lu Yuan stood in front of his cubicle, someone came over to him.

"Hey bro, first time here? First time doing intermediate certification?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and glanced at the man's chest, where the words "Booker" were written. There was no sarcasm in his tone; he was simply asking a question, and the man must be quite nervous.

"Yes, it's the first time." Lu Yuan nodded.

"No problem, relax. There's a high chance you won't pass," Booker smiled. "But you need to have confidence in yourself."

Lu Yuan looked at Booker with some curiosity: "How exactly is this intermediate certification exam conducted? What kind of content is tested?"

Booker looked at Lu Yuan with some surprise: "You didn't even find out this?"

Lu Yuan nodded.

"Don't worry, most people fail on their first try, because the intermediate certification exam tests not only your skills but also your luck. Most people only know a few types of potions, and if he comes up and gives you a few particularly obscure ones, it won't help anyone else," Booker couldn't help but complain.

Lu Yuan looked at Booker and asked, "How many times have you taken the exam?"

Booker nodded: "This is my third time taking the test. Sigh, bad luck. The first time I drew two high-level potions and one extremely rare mid-level potion, which I had no idea how to make. The second time I failed to make it. This time I'm confident."

As he spoke, Booker took out a small badge from his pocket: "This is a lucky badge that I had specially engraved. It's said to bring good luck."

Lu Yuan smiled slightly at Booker's somewhat devout expression and remained silent.

Time passed quickly, and the previously buzzing examination room gradually quieted down.

A person walked up to the high platform above; it was an old man. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, very thin, and slightly hunched over.

White eyebrows and beard, slender fingers, eyes half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

He wasn't wearing armor, but rather a faded old-fashioned knight's uniform with a badge pinned to his chest and a lute in his arms.

That zither looks very old; it must be several decades old.

He stood on the high platform, looked down at the crowd below, and slowly began to speak.

"According to the Knight Academy's certification rules, the certification process will now officially begin."

The old man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a certain inexplicable melody, making it clear to everyone: "Each person will randomly draw three potion recipes. For the beginner level, you need to make one bottle from the three recipes to successfully pass the certification. For the intermediate level, you need to make two bottles, and the quality must reach a certain level to pass the level."

The people in the beginner's arena visibly breathed a sigh of relief, while several people in the intermediate arena looked tense.

"Now that we're ready, let's begin."

The booklets were distributed by the teaching assistants, falling one by one.

Clearly, the method for making this potion is not the same for everyone; it is random.

As the booklet was distributed, the sound of pages turning filled the air. Some people turned a couple of pages, and their brows quickly furrowed.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Yuan received his copy, opened it, and discovered that each person had three plans, each corresponding to one of the three types of medicine.

The top one is called the Bloodlust Potion.

Bloodlust Potion. Greatly increases blood production rate, moderately reduces pain sensation, and slightly allows the user to ingest blood and recover from all injuries.

Sedative. For a period of time after ingestion, it increases mental resilience and stabilizes the mind and body.

Great Fire Potion. Upon consumption, it grants a certain degree of fire resistance and fire enchantment, potentially having a very, very good effect against spirit-like entities.

Of these three potions, judging from their names and descriptions, the Great Flame Potion is the most difficult to obtain.

The most difficult bottle to make was listed separately at the end.

The person who set the question probably knows very well which of these three bottles is used to trap people.

The booklet only contains a simple process for making these potions, not a detailed one.

Lu Yuan glanced at it and immediately understood.

It should be fine, there shouldn't be any problems.

However, as he looked at the three names in the booklet, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

For beginners, make one bottle; for intermediates, make two bottles.

What if all three bottles are made?

Should we upgrade the rating, or just treat it as a premium game?

Lu Yuan made a mental note of the idea, but there was no rush.

The assessment time is fixed at two hours per session.

Two hours is neither a long nor a short time.

The time hadn't come yet, and the examination room gradually quieted down.

The old man on the platform sat with his zither in his arms, saying nothing more.

The sounds of bottles and jars in the cubicle gradually subsided.