The most shameless alchemist in history

155, it's your turn.

Following Roland, another member of this year's freshmen has appeared with a red magical energy reaction. Logically, with Roland's amazing performance, Keita's impact should be less significant, but he is much larger than Roland and has a very rugged appearance.

Compared to Roland's more feminine and delicate features, this was much more popular among the students, and Charlotte couldn't stop smiling. Last year, only two students with red magic energy aptitude appeared among the freshmen, but this year, two have already appeared even though the test is only halfway through.

This gave Charlotte a sense of having completed her mission ahead of schedule. Moreover, according to the information she had gathered, there were several formidable figures among the freshmen who had yet to appear. They possessed talent no less than Keita's, and perhaps even greater than hers, which meant that this year's class would be the strongest in recent years.

“That big red gorilla is red just like you! Hey Kelly, is your brother that powerful?” Lance had just been urging Dure to stand on his side, thinking it was necessary to beat up the gorilla, but now seeing the flashing red light…

Keita, composed and powerful, stepped down from the platform. The students watching quickly made way for her, not daring to approach. Charlotte, standing nearby, tried to speak to Keita, but the latter completely ignored her and swaggered away. This made Charlotte lose face, and her smile froze.

Charlotte wasn't angry, though. After all, this was a reflection of his performance as the chief examiner. Only by accumulating enough work achievements could he better compete for the position of vice dean. After all, when the dean was absent for a long time, the vice dean was actually the highest administrator of Maple Leaf Academy.

“Gorilla what gorilla?” Kelly frowned. She wasn’t surprised by her brother’s grades; she had obviously known all along.

"No, it's nothing, it's not the point, just ignore it. What I want to say is, what's wrong with your brother? This is too unfair!" Lance was very surprised by Keita's talent. Although Roland's talent was comparable to Keita's, Roland lost too much in terms of aura.

“What’s so strange about that? He’s been training in magic power since he was a child. He’s a complete cultivation fanatic. It’s not surprising that he has such talent.” Kelly shook her head. To her, it was only natural, and it wasn’t something to brag about.

“Since your brother has a red magical energy reaction, then Kelly, could it be that you also…” Lance thought of another possibility and stared at her blankly.

“Are you saying I have that kind of material? Well, I’m sorry, although we’re siblings, I don’t have his aptitude.” Kelly noticed Lance’s confusion and spoke up.

"That's good, that's good." Lance breathed a sigh of relief. If Kelly, who was always arguing with him, had such qualities, he would be utterly ashamed.

“What’s so good about this?” Kelly glared at him and retorted.

"No, nothing. Ah, the weather is so nice, Dure, don't you think?" Lance immediately turned his head to the side, changing the subject.

"They already have the aptitude for two red magic reactions? But even if Keita is this good, in the previous rounds of testing, he was only ranked in the top three, not first, right?" Dure had known Keita and Kelly before the test started.

"What? He's so good and he's not number one? Then who's number one?" Lance was startled. He was never a quick-witted person and hadn't paid attention to the other students taking the test.

“It’s Sterling, the guy over there.” Kelly pointed to the crowd. Amidst the noisy students, a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old stood quietly. His demeanor was somewhat sinister, making him seem out of place with his surroundings.

"Hey Kelly, are you sure you didn't point out the wrong person? He looks pretty ordinary, about the same height as Dure. I could take down ten of them by myself." Lance glanced at Sterling from afar, but didn't see anything special about the latter.

"Hey, you mean you can take on ten of me by yourself?" Du Lei was a little unhappy.

"No, no, I was just using an analogy." Lance realized he had misspoke and immediately waved his hand with a smile.

“My teacher used to tell me that you can’t judge a book by its cover. Sterling may not look tall, but he’s really strong.” Roland’s expression was very serious, which was completely different from his amiable demeanor when facing Dure and the others. Clearly, he placed Sterling in a very high position.

"Teacher, since you already have a teacher, why are you here?" Lance asked Roland in confusion.

"Because my teacher is very busy and doesn't have time to continue teaching me, he recommended that I study at Maple Leaf Academy," Roland answered truthfully.

“I see. Speaking of which, I used to have a teacher too, but it was the kind that taught me to read and write. By the way, Dure, did you have a teacher too?” Lance turned to ask Dure, who was standing next to him.

"It happened before," Du Lei shook his head, unwilling to discuss the matter further and glossing over it.

"Lance, which one is Lance?" Just then, a student in a white uniform with gold trim appeared not far away, holding a form and calling out Lance's name.

"I am here," Lance originally wanted to ask Dure, but when his senior called out to him, he immediately raised his hand.

"It's your turn. Go and take the test. Good luck!" This senior was much gentler and cuter than Elune before. She pointed to the platform where the magic crystals were placed, winked at Lance, and encouraged him.

"So it's my turn already? Oh, I see. Dure, Kelly, and who was that again?" Lance pointed to himself and asked. After receiving an affirmative answer, he wanted to say something to Dure and the others, but for a moment he forgot the name of the handsome boy.

“It’s Roland,” Roland replied, not angry that Lance had forgotten his name.

"Okay, Ross, I will definitely do my best to prove you. I can't fall here. Maple Leaf Academy, here I come!" Lance closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and strode towards the platform.

"Um, not Ross, it's Roland. Oh, have we gone too far?" Roland corrected the name, but Lance didn't listen to him at all.

"Tch, what a reckless guy. I'll be waiting to see your dejected face after this failure." Kelly crossed her arms, ready to watch the show.

"Don't worry, he will succeed." Dure was very confident in Lance and said with certainty.

156. Full of arrogance

When Lance greeted Dure and the others and left, he was full of vigor and could be described as generous and passionate. However, when he walked up to the platform, he became a little nervous. With the reminder of the gentle and lovely senior next to him, he carefully held the fist-sized magic crystal in his hands.

At first, the magic crystal didn't react at all, which made Lance feel discouraged and defeated. He thought he was doomed this time. But soon, the senior next to him reminded him that he was holding the magic crystal incorrectly. After correcting her, he tried again.

This time, the originally transparent magic crystal finally emitted a faint light, which excited Lance greatly. The senior next to him continued to remind him to concentrate. After about ten seconds, the light emitted by the crystal became stronger and stronger, gradually changing from light blue to dark blue.

Below, Dure, Kelly, and Roland were also watching Lance's every move, genuinely worried about him. The light continued to deepen in color, and after a while, it changed from dark blue to light yellow. This change from blue to yellow was a qualitative leap, and also an indicator of excellence.

At this moment, Lance's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. When the light turned orange, he could no longer hold on and immediately let go. The magic crystal fell onto the table. He held his knees with both hands and gasped for breath. Obviously, the test had exhausted him.

"I'm exhausted, senior. What was my score just now? Is this okay?" Lance hadn't opened his eyes to look at the light except for a quick glance. By the time he opened his eyes, the light had already disappeared, and he had no idea what level he was at.

"It's an orange-yellow magical energy reaction! That's quite an impressive result. Congratulations, Lance! You'll soon be a member of our Maple Leaf Academy!" The gentle and lovely senior student offered her blessings to Lance immediately. Her smile was sweet and refreshing.

"Although I still don't quite understand, it's great that I passed. Du Lei, Kelly, and Ross, did you hear that? I did it!" Lance was very excited. After grinning at the gentle senior as a thank you, he quickly rushed down to share his joy with his companions.

"Tch, it's just good luck, what's there to be proud of?" Kelly turned her head away, not joining in the celebration.

"Congratulations, Lance. I told you you'd be fine." Dure didn't mind offering his congratulations and was genuinely happy for him.

"As expected of Lance, if you had a little more experience, your results could be even better. But this is already excellent. Also, my name is actually Roland, not Ross." Roland corrected himself with a wry smile, as being called by the wrong name bothered him a lot.

"Oh, don't worry about such details. Besides, don't you think Rose sounds better than Roland?" Lance hooked his arm around Roland's neck. He was always very outgoing, and at this moment he saw Roland as a friend, not someone with the red reaction talent.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Kelly? It's your turn now." Another male student came over with a form, looking for Kelly.

“Yes, is it my turn? I’ll be right there.” Kelly nodded and immediately followed him to the platform for the test.

“Hehe, Du Lei, I have an orange-yellow aptitude! I just asked, and aptitude is divided into ten levels. Orange is the sixth level. I didn’t know my potential was so high. I thought it was only level two or three. By the way, what level do you think Kelly is in?” Lance said smugly.

The anxious man from before was gone, replaced by a smug fellow.

"Let's not speculate on this. We'll find out soon enough." Dure looked at the stage, where Kelly had already picked up the magic crystal.

“Kelly was just laughing at me, now it’s my turn to laugh at her. She said before that she’s not as good as a gorilla, right? A gorilla is red, she’s not even red, she’s at most yellow, which means she’s about the same as me. Let’s see what she has to say in a bit.” Lance was in a great mood.

Kelly had been constantly putting him down not long ago, but this time he finally got his chance to shine.

“Even within the same shade of yellow, there are differences between light yellow, dark yellow, and orange. Look, Kelly is already orange, just like you were before.” Dure shook his head, reminding Lance to pay attention to the changes in the magic crystal in Kelly’s hand on the platform.

"What? She also has orange potential? Well, she's about the same as me. Based on that alone, she's not much better than me. She's on the same level as me." Lance glanced at her. Although he spoke with a lot of confidence, he was somewhat lacking in conviction.

“That’s not right. You gradually rose from blue, but Kelly was yellow from the start.” Dure shook his head, pointing out the difference between the two. After all, Lance had his eyes closed at that time and was unaware of the changes in the magic crystal.

"Huh, isn't it the same, Dure? You mean... wait, the color is still changing?" Lance was stunned. He wanted to ask more questions, but at this moment he also saw that the color of the magic crystal was deepening. He rubbed his eyes, trying to confirm this.

“It’s an orange that’s a level above orange-yellow, and,” Roland quickly gave an accurate assessment.

"And what?" Lance pressed immediately, as this question was very important to him.

"It's nothing, it's alright, it's stopped now, confirmed to be orange, probably at the eighth level." Roland shook his head. He originally wanted to say that Kelly hadn't used her full strength, but considering Lance's feelings, he didn't say it.

“Eighth rank minus sixth rank… Kelly is actually two ranks higher than me, like I’m two heads taller than her?” Lance gestured with his hands, he had no intuitive understanding of eighth rank or sixth rank.

“You say you’re two heads taller than anyone else? Am I that short?” Kelly, who was walking down from the platform, heard Lance’s words and glared at him.

“It seems there really is.” Lance gestured with his hand above Kelly’s head, then compared it to his own height; Kelly’s height only reached his shoulder.

“But it’s only one head, not two, okay? And I’ll grow taller!” Kelly roared at the question.

"Harley, you're back after the test? I was just rambling, don't take it to heart." Lance hadn't expected Kelly to return so quickly and felt a little guilty.

He didn't want to be chased and beaten by her.

157 Unbelievable

After Roland and Keita, two more people with red magic energy reaction aptitude appeared. One of the spots went to Sterling, who had performed the best in the previous rounds of testing. He also fulfilled his promise to Dure and became the well-deserved number one.

The second person was a girl dressed in white. She was quiet and seemed unapproachable. The students around her discussed her, but knew nothing about her except that her name was Bai Ling. The number of students with red aptitude was twice that of last year.

Moreover, the number of students with yellow aptitude has more than doubled compared to last year, which made Sterling grin from ear to ear. This is the most outstanding class of students in recent years, a truly fruitful year. Even though a small number of students have not yet completed the test, it is enough to satisfy him.

"Du Lei, who is Du Lei? It's your turn now." At this moment, someone finally called out Du Lei's name while holding a form.

"Yes, I am. I'm coming right now," Dure replied. Lance and Kelly had both completed the test, and only he was left.

"Hehe, it's finally your turn, Du Lei. Even I have an orange-yellow aptitude. Du Lei, you're definitely better than me, at least much better than Kelly. Du Lei, you have to help me prove myself and surpass her in one fell swoop, otherwise I'll really lose face."

Lance patted Dure on the shoulder and whispered that although he had passed the aptitude test, which surprised him, he was two levels lower than Kelly, which made him very unhappy. Therefore, he pinned his hopes on Dure. As long as Dure could be higher than Kelly, he could finally hold his head high.

"What are you muttering about again?" Kelly frowned when she saw Lance whispering.

"No, nothing. Ah, Dure, go ahead and have a good time." Lance pushed Dure forward. As for what he had just said, he only dared to say it secretly. Compared to arguing with Kelly face to face before, his actions were undoubtedly much smarter.

“I understand.” Dure nodded and walked toward the platform. Lance trusted him completely and his eyes were full of expectation, but Kelly and Roland did not, especially the latter. His eyes were full of confusion, and he looked like he wanted to say something but stopped several times.

"Hey, Ross, what's wrong with you? You look so worried," Lance finally noticed Roland's expression and asked, puzzled.

"Do you really believe that Dure can win this time?" Roland asked Lance.

"What are you talking about? Dure is so amazing, he can definitely do it, right? Even I passed, so he'll have no problem at all." Lance was baffled. In his opinion, it was a sure thing that Dure would pass the test, or even achieve better results.

"Have you noticed this too?" Kelly ignored Lance and gave Roland a questioning look.

“That’s right, Dure is a really strange person. He doesn’t have any magical energy fluctuations at all, yet he’s managed to get this far. It’s really an incredible thing.” Roland nodded. He understood what Kelly was talking about, which was one of the reasons why he took the initiative to greet Dure.

"What kind of riddles are you two playing? I don't understand at all. Can you please stop ignoring me and at least explain it to me?" Lance was completely bewildered and protested, clearly annoyed.

“Just now, when Dure was here, Lance didn’t say anything about how he was looking out for him. Do you really think Dure can pass the magic energy reaction test?” Roland said solemnly, clearly having already noticed Dure’s condition.

“Do you even need to ask Kelly about this? Is what he said true?” Lance originally wanted to refute, but Roland’s serious expression didn’t seem like he was joking at all. He turned to Kelly and asked her. If it was his own problem, Kelly might deliberately try to annoy him.

But when it came to the issue of Durex, he believed Kelly wouldn't joke about it.

"You'd better prepare to comfort him," Kelly shook her head. She looked at Dure's retreating figure; he had already climbed onto the platform, preparing to conduct the magic energy reaction test. She was truly puzzled—how could someone so powerful show absolutely no magic energy reaction?

While Roland and Kelly sighed deeply, Dure, the person involved, was completely unaware. Following the instructions of the senior student next to him, he held the magic crystal in his hand. The outline of the magic crystal was similar to the star stone he had seen before, except that the star stone did not emit any magic energy fluctuations.

"Just hold it like this, then close your eyes and concentrate, breathing naturally, that's all." The senior student next to him patiently guided him, and Dure nodded. He closed his eyes as she said, trying to guide magical energy to the crystal with his breath.

"Is it enough to release the magic energy within the body?" Du Lei carefully performed each step of the procedure. He had observed from below the stage for a long time and had indeed seen that when the students were tested, the originally unremarkable magic energy crystals could emit light after a few seconds.

But after seven or eight seconds, he opened his eyes and saw that the magic crystal was still transparent as before, without any change.

"The crystal hasn't changed because you haven't mastered the method. Don't worry, try again. Remember the key points, and you'll definitely be fine." The gentle senior encouraged Du Lei, gesturing for him to try again. She could tell that Du Lei was a little nervous.

“The whole process should be flawless, so I’ll try again.” Dure was a little confused. He had clearly seen that even Lance was sweating profusely from releasing his magic energy, but he himself felt nothing, only a cold sensation in his palms.

"Hey, what's going on over there? Why are you dawdling? Can you hurry up?" someone behind them urged impatiently.

"I'm so sorry, it'll be fixed soon." The gentle senior student who was instructing Du Lei quickly apologized.