"This is a good seedling."

Falaise threw the red gold plate in his hand back on the table with no interest, making a soft sound. "The foundation is not enough, it is a little lacking in heat... As for this one, it is more exquisite than heavy." At a glance, he saw that they were all mediocre people.

, there are almost no eye-catching works.

He understood that Ender's eyes were far higher than his own, and that the other party was pretending to be like this just to change the subject. He put down the last red gold plate and couldn't help but sigh. As he expected, this year's performance arena

There aren't many young people who stand out.

The alchemy industry has developed to this day. Alchemy federations and branches have sprung up all over the country, and the system for selecting talents is becoming increasingly perfect. Nowadays, it is far more difficult to find and fill in the gaps than it was more than ten years ago.

Among the seventy-seven red gold boards, the one he rated the most was just mediocre. He was just skilled in technique and didn't look like a newcomer. He looked like a veteran, but even so he still lacked some skills.

On the other hand, Ander picked up the red gold plate, brushed it with his hand, and then showed a look of surprise: "This is a good one, the technique is quite sophisticated, and the foundation is incredibly solid. But..."

"but?"

Falaise looked at him in surprise.

"It seems that something is missing," Ander narrowed his eyes: "But I can't tell what is missing at the moment."

Falaise couldn't help but be a little suspicious. Could it be seen from the other person's eyes that he was deliberately trying to bluff him? "Show me again," he couldn't help but say. But Ander was like an old naughty boy holding the red gold

Ban raised his head and replied: "That's not possible. Haven't you already seen it?"

"You can't watch it again after you've seen it?" Falaise was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Ander laughed, and then handed him the red gold plate: "To be honest, the formation on this plate is quite interesting." As he said this, he stroked his beard. For some reason, it reminded him of his own.

A student who became a monk on the way.

He couldn't help but think to himself that with the other person's spirituality, if he had trained for a year and a half in advance, he would not be unable to recommend him to his old friend. Unfortunately, although his student could also perform multiple parallel tasks, after all, he was just a

A fighting craftsman.

He shook his head.

Falaise just checked the red gold plate and frowned. But he couldn't tell what was wrong with the red gold plate. He only felt a little awkward. Wasn't Ander kidding?

At this moment, Ander suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I understand."

His voice startled Falaise. The latter couldn't help but trembled, and almost lost his grip on the red gold plate in his hand. He turned around angrily and asked, "What did you understand again?"

"It seems that the little guy who made this red gold plate still has some reservations." Ander's eyes changed and he answered confidently.

"Reserve?" Falaise didn't see it at all, but after all, he was not a professional formation mage, but he always felt that he could only listen to half of what his old friend said. Who would reserve in the game? Or he was too confident.

Bian, or he is so arrogant that he cannot be justified.

He doubtfully picked up the red gold plate. But at this moment, a waiter hurried over and handed a letter to Ander's hand.

When Ander looked at the letter, his thick eyebrows slightly raised, his smile faded, and his face turned serious.

Falaise looked at him and was about to ask. But Ander turned around and answered first: "Don't you want to see that person?" He clapped the letter in his hand: "He has come to Vanrich. The letter is on

Said that he has chosen a successor - old man, if you want to get the support of Rose Workshop, now is your best chance."

Although he said this, his snow-white eyebrows were gathered together, looking thoughtful.

After hearing this, Falaise subconsciously put down the red gold plate in his hand. He knew that the person the other party was talking about was the current head of the Xilin-Spica family. Although he had been labeled as a traitor by the prime minister, in fact, the other party was

He is also the person who sticks to his word at Rose Workshop.

While he was deep in thought, his mind no longer seemed to be focused on this game.

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Chapter completed!