The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss-Chapter 2321 - 2321 Holy Box (1)

2321 Holy Box (1)

The Alchemist Convention lasted for three days. The first day was the exhibition, and the second day was the official competition. Every day was exciting.

Several times, Shen Yanxiao’s heart itched unbearably. After changing her appearance, she ran directly to the square to observe those interesting alchemy products up close. Even Tang Nazhi could not sit still and followed her.

The Alchemist Convention was very lively. Everyone was in the midst of the noise, except for Yu Lei, who was locked up in the room by Shen Yanxiao and looking up at the sky speechlessly.

The three-day convention finally came to an end. After the consecutive rounds of competition, only the presidents of several Alchemist Guilds remained in the competition.

Those who could assume the position of president of alchemist guilds were all outstanding alchemists in the Storm Continent. Any one of them was worthy of the status of a royal alchemist.

Almost all of the current royal alchemists were selected from the presidents of past Alchemist Guilds.

For example, the previous president of the Puko Alchemist Guild was now acting as a royal alchemist in the capital city. It was also because of his departure from the last convention that Gege Lu took over the position of president.

The few presidents were not surprised by the match. If they did not have superior abilities, they would not have the face to continue as president.

On the other hand, although Gege Lu had entered the final round, he was still somewhat absent-minded.

The quality of the metal rod used by Gege Lu in the match was higher than that of the other presidents, which allowed him to establish a certain advantage before the second part of the match began.

The final match was to test the most comprehensive abilities of alchemists. Before Mengmeng Qi announced the final alchemy product to be built, no dwarf could guess the requirements.

Mengmeng Qi looked at the presidents of these alchemist guilds with satisfaction. He appreciated the alchemy products they had shown before. Any one of them had the ability to become a royal alchemist, but this time, Mengmeng Qi had to be careful to choose the best one from them to build him a tool that could bind the dark devil seed.

Mengmeng Qi told his requirements to a royal alchemist, who then released it.

“In the final match, please make a holy box with an imprisoning effect.” The royal alchemist spoke briefly.

“Holy box?” For a moment, all the alchemists were struck dumb. The recognition of holy boxes in the Storm Continent was not very high. Except when alchemists first came into contact with alchemy, they had little time to make holy boxes.

They never thought that the final barrier of the Alchemist Convention would be this.

For a moment, the faces of all the presidents turned green.

Since they took the position of president, they had basically been dealing with humanoid machines. How could they possibly make holy boxes?

Even if they had made holy boxes when they first learned alchemy, they were only inferior holy boxes. Did they have to fool the king with those inferior products?

Even they were embarrassed to show it to people when it was made.

Not to mention showing it to their king.

As for the superior holy boxes, they basically did not know much about them because they never thought that they would have to build them one day.