60: Chapter 59 Holy crap! The Golden Legend!

Pharmacy Department, Lecture Hall No. 3.

Nearly 180 people sat in the 200-plus seats, all upperclassmen majoring in pharmaceutics.

On the podium, a middle-aged man wearing a greyish-white pharmaceutical robe was putting materials into a refining furnace.

Zhang Heng.

Fifty-two years old, a Third-Rank powerhouse, and the chief instructor of the Pharmacy Department at Tianfu University.

With narrow eyes and sharp, chiseled cheekbones, he looked both harsh and precise.

"The key to an advanced healing potion lies in the timely regulation of mana."

Zhang Heng's voice wasn't loud, but no one in the classroom dared to make a sound.

"A bit too much and the medicinal properties become too violent; a bit too little and the efficacy is halved. Therefore—"

Two figures suddenly appeared at the back door.

Zhang Heng stopped his movements on the podium.

He looked up and saw Lin Mo at the door.

"Lin Mo, how dare you come to my class?"

The classroom instantly fell silent.

Zhang Heng set down the glass test tube in his hand and slowly wiped his fingers with a white cloth.

"Hidden talent, is it?"

His tone sounded like he was reading a medical report.

"You are ranked fifth on the Alliance Headquarters' special watch list."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

He didn't even know he was on any list.

"Special Envoy Qin has already spoken to us, asking the instructors of each department to cooperate with you in choosing a sub-class."

Zhang Heng folded the white cloth and placed it on the table.

"But my class is an exception. You are not welcome here."

His gaze swept across the room as if making a public declaration to all the students.

"With you sitting here, I don't even have the mood to lecture. Today's class ends here."

He didn't even bother to give a reason.

People from the Zhang family were just that overbearing!

The students in the back rows immediately exploded.

"Are you kidding me? Class is canceled just because he showed up?"

"Instructor Zhang's open class on advanced healing potions only happens once a month! I waited in line for three weeks to get this seat!"

"Lin Mo, get the hell out of here! You're not welcome!"

Over a hundred gazes shot toward Lin Mo simultaneously.

Their anger was very real—

Slots for Zhang Heng's open classes were extremely scarce. Many had rescheduled their practical training or canceled team sessions for this class, only for it to be canceled because of someone irrelevant.

Lin Yao's face felt hot as she tugged on Lin Mo's sleeve.

"Maybe... we should leave?"

But Lin Mo had no intention of moving at all.

Because... he had come specifically to crash the party.

"Old man Zhang, do you really think I want to attend a class taught by a mediocre person like you?"

Lin Mo said calmly with a smirk.

When Lin Yao heard this, she nearly broke down on the spot.

Her pretty face contorted in shock.

The room went silent for a moment.

Then it completely exploded.

"What the hell are you saying?!"

"Mediocre? A guy like you has no idea how difficult pharmacy is!"

"Someone who's never even touched pharmacy says Instructor Zhang's class isn't helpful? Are you insane?"

"You probably don't even know which way the furnace lid opens! Good grief!"

"You even dare to insult an instructor! I'm going to report you to the Academic Affairs Office!"

The students were incensed, wanting nothing more than to rush down and throw Lin Mo out.

Zhang Heng was so angry he laughed.

He had thought Lin Mo might respond in many ways.

Like getting the Alliance to pressure him, or simply leaving.

This possibility was the only one he hadn't considered.

He stepped aside, revealing the half-man-tall black iron refining furnace on the podium.

Beside the furnace, sixteen ingredients were neatly arranged—the standard formula for an advanced healing potion.

"Since Student Lin says I am mediocre!"

"Then I invite Student Lin, who is clearly not 'mediocre,' to come up and demonstrate how to correctly craft an advanced healing potion!"

Zhang Heng's voice turned cold.

"Let everyone see exactly how many levels above us you 'non-mediocre' people really are."

Lin Yao grew anxious and desperately tugged at the corner of Lin Mo's shirt.

"Quickly, apologize to him! He won't dare to make things too hard for you!"

Lin Mo looked down at her and chuckled.

"It's fine. I can crush him with one hand."

Then, ignoring Lin Yao's stunned expression, he strode onto the podium.

Boos erupted from all over the room.

Out of the 180 people, at least 200 were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Calling Zhang Heng, who produced 300 advanced healing potions a day with an 88% success rate, mediocre was a massive insult.

If even Zhang Heng was mediocre, then what were they?

Lin Mo walked up to the furnace and glanced at the sixteen ingredients lined up beside it.

Then—

He swept both hands across the table, shoving all sixteen ingredients into the furnace opening at once.

No sequence, no proportions, no pre-processing.

He simply poured in his mana all at once.

This maneuver left everyone dumbfounded.

Three seconds later.

"Boom—!!"

The furnace shook violently, the lid was blown off, and a plume of thick black smoke shot straight toward the ceiling.

A pungent burnt smell filled the entire classroom.

It was a failure.

Not even dregs remained.

A tidal wave of laughter erupted in the lecture hall.

"Hahahaha! I knew it!"

"Dumping all sixteen ingredients in? Is he refining medicine or making hot pot??"

"Damn, for a second there I actually felt a sliver of anticipation for this troublemaker!!"

The corners of Zhang Heng's mouth curled up, unable to hide his mocking expression.

But Lin Mo didn't care in the slightest.

Because his system notifications were refreshing rapidly.

[First attempt at crafting an advanced healing potion.]

[Gained basic pharmacy experience: 1 point.]

[Experience multiplier in effect: 1,000,000.] (After Level 90, the experience multiplier has reached 1 million times!)

[Gained experience: 1,000,000 points.]

[advanced healing potion crafting level increased to Level 1!]

[advanced healing potion crafting level increased to Level 2!]

[advanced healing potion crafting level increased to Level 3!]

...

[advanced healing potion crafting proficiency: Maxed.]

[Success rate: 100%. Quality cap: Perfect.]

After reading the data, a hint of a smile appeared in Lin Mo's eyes.

He unhurriedly took a cloth and wiped away the burnt residue on the furnace walls.

Then he turned around and took a second set of materials from the spare cabinet on the podium.

The crowd booed!

"Hey, what are you doing? If you don't know how, stop wasting materials!"

An assistant instructor just started to stand up when Zhang Heng pressed him back down with a hand.

"Let him do it,"

Zhang Heng also wanted to see what other jokes this arrogant-to-the-core fellow could produce.

Lin Mo laid out the sixteen ingredients in order.

This time, everyone saw his movements clearly.

His left hand took three leaves of Blue Crystal Grass, his index finger and thumb precisely snapping the woody stalks, letting every drop of juice fall into the stone mortar.

His right hand picked up the pestle, grinding the powdered Rosy Cloud Ore to a micron-level granularity—thirty percent finer than the standard marked in Zhang Heng's courseware.

The subsequent feeding sequence, temperature control rhythm, mana injection volume...

Every step was as smooth as flowing water and precise to an absurd degree.

Zhang Heng's smile slowly froze on his face.

As the process progressed, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.

His neck involuntarily craned forward!

As if he wanted to see more clearly!

The mocking laughter in the classroom was also vanishing bit by bit.

Because—even a layman could tell.

This person's technique was flawless!

Three minutes later.

Lin Mo gently lifted the furnace lid.

A crisp medicinal fragrance wafted out, sweet with a hint of coolness, refreshing the soul.

From the center of the furnace, a golden light shot up toward the sky!

The entire classroom was illuminated by the golden light.

System notifications appeared on Lin Mo's retina.

[Crafting successful!]

[advanced healing potion (Perfect Quality) — Efficacy increased by 150%, with a 5-second continuous recovery effect.]

"Holy crap! Perfect quality! A Golden Legend!"

At that moment, everyone's eyes widened!