Since this is a practical class with a clear goal, the types of medicinal materials provided in the class are naturally very limited, and there are only five medicinal materials that can be selected.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there is only one kind of potion spirit power, and it is jackal spirit power.
After realizing this, An Yan abandoned the jackal mental power without hesitation.
Although he no longer rejects potion making, it is still difficult to accept directly using his own spiritual power to contact such terrible things.
Therefore, after An Yan fully ground and mixed several required potion materials, he directly added his own spiritual power to it, without even looking at the jackal's spiritual power.
This scene fell in Zhao Xinxin's eyes, but she couldn't help but feel happy.
An Yan didn't even know that when making the body potion, he had to add the potion's spiritual power, so he was really a waste.
But this is a good thing for her. In this way, she will be more confident that the body potion she made can completely beat An Yan.
Thinking that An Yan would lose to herself in front of all the classmates and professors later, Zhao Xinxin couldn't help but feel a distorted pleasure in her heart.
But in order to make the body potion she made even better, she had to forcefully suppress the ecstasy in her heart and start making potions seriously.
No matter what, she must step on An Yan this time!
An Yan, who has long been familiar with the process of making the body potion, even if he deliberately slowed down his speed, it only took less than ten minutes to successfully make a bottle of the body potion.
Seeing that other students around, including Cheng Yang, were still busy, An Yan didn't have the nerve to disturb them, and stood alone in front of his operating desk patiently waiting for the end of the class.
Because the professor said before that the first practical class does not need to submit the potion he made, so he didn't intend to hand over the potion he just made to the professor from the beginning.
But the course is not over yet, so it's not easy for him to put away the potion directly.
But although An Yan thought so in his heart, besides Zhao Xinxin, there was another person who noticed him from the beginning.
This person is none other than the professor of this practical course, and Zhang Cheng, the invigilator who was in charge of invigilating An Yan's examination room during the entrance examination.
When invigilating the entrance exam, Zhang Chengcheng directly blocked An Yan's situation because he couldn't stand An Yan's performance in the exam room.
At that time, he didn't think much of it, but when he found out that An Yan had actually won the first place in the entrance examination, he regretted it.
If he had known that the seemingly completely unreliable boy would get the first place in the exam, even if he was mad at the time, he would never have turned off the monitoring!
It's a pity that no matter how much he regretted it afterwards, he couldn't make up for this mistake.
Fortunately, he still has the opportunity to make up for this mistake, because An Yan was admitted to the Pharmacy Department of the First Academy, which means that this young man will be one of his students in the future.
Zhang Cheng felt a little better when he thought that he would have the opportunity to see him making the potion in the future.
So Zhang Chengcheng has been waiting for this day since the freshmen enrolled, and now, he has finally waited for it!
At the moment when the first practical class arrived, Zhang Cheng was naturally filled with overwhelming excitement and curiosity, but when he thought of his own identity, he firmly suppressed these complex emotions in his heart.
Perhaps it was too suppressed. From the beginning of the course, Zhang Chenggong never paid attention to An Yan's situation, and never even set his eyes on him.
However, this situation only lasted until he finished demonstrating the process of making the potion, because it was time for the students to complete the practice by themselves.
Then Zhang Cheng's gaze moved to An Yan secretly while everyone was not paying attention.
This time, no matter what, he must see clearly the whole process of the young man making the potion, in order to make up for the huge regret left before.
At the beginning, An Yan seemed a little hesitant, looking at the several materials on the operating table, he was not in a hurry to start.
But soon, he acted.
First put several necessary medicine materials into the mortar, let them fully grind and blend.
Well, the operation of this step is quite proficient, at least much better than the previous performance in the entrance examination. It seems that I have practiced seriously after the examination.
After fully merging several medicine materials, the next step is to add the spirit power of the medicine. This step is not difficult, it should be...
Wait, why did he add his own spiritual power to it without using the potion's mental power? !
How could he make such a simple mistake!
Zhang Cheng's originally soft expression suddenly twisted together, as if he wanted to rush directly in front of An Yan and help him take out the mental power that had been added.
Fortunately, Zhang Cheng still remembered that he was still in class, and all the students were doing practical experiments. If he suddenly ran over at this time and took the initiative to correct a classmate's mistakes, it would definitely seem strange.
But even if he controlled his actions, Zhang Cheng still felt very uncomfortable.
Wake up, classmate An Yan, if you don't add the spirit power of the potion, even if the potion is successfully condensed, it must be a discarded potion!
But no matter how much he shouted in his heart, it was impossible for An Yan to hear his voice.
So he could only watch helplessly as An Yan integrated his mental power into the fused potion material, and then poured the coagulant...
etc!
In such a short period of time, it is impossible for the mental power to completely react with the ingredients of the potion. If you are in such a hurry, it is definitely impossible to make the potion smoothly!
Just as Zhang Cheng shouted in his heart, he saw An Yan skillfully completed the filtering steps, poured the filtered transparent liquid into the medicine bottle, and sealed it carefully.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about this bottle, but it was obviously a bottle of discarded medicine liquid, Zhang Cheng felt very tired.
When Zhang Cheng learned of An Yan's entrance examination results, Zhang Cheng still thought that An Yan's performance in the entrance examination must be just a cover-up to cover up his excellent potion production ability.
So as long as I push through this layer of fog, I can see the light hidden in it.
From this point of view, maybe I think too much
But immediately, Zhang Chengcheng couldn't help but wonder, if An Yan's level of making medicines is really as good as he shows now, then how could he get the first place in the entrance examination
And what he made at that time was not an ordinary potion, but a bottle of high-quality potion.
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Cheng looked at the potion bottle on the table a little differently. Maybe this potion looks like a discarded potion, but it is not
Although he thought such an idea was absurd, under the influence of some factors, the more Zhang Cheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.
And the more he thought about it, the more curious he became, wanting to know what was going on with this bottle of potion.
It would be great if this bottle of potion could be put on a testing instrument, and all doubts would be solved.
He will not be like now, with two opposite voices pounding back and forth in his head, but he can't get the correct answer.
But seeing An Yan standing there quietly in a daze after making the potion, it seemed that he had no intention of testing the potion at all.
Classmate An Yan, take a quick look at the testing instrument squatting in the corner, can't you hear it calling you! Zhang Cheng couldn't help shouting in his heart, but the expression on his face was serious.
An Yan really didn't hear the calling of the testing equipment, he is now thinking about what to eat for lunch.
How about braised pork ribs? Or eat sweet and sour fish? Of course, if you can eat braised pork, it is also good.
I just don't know if the chef in the cafeteria can have a tacit understanding with him.
Thinking of the taste of these kinds of delicacies, An Yan's saliva almost flowed out. He reached out to touch his stomach, and the more he touched it, the more hungry he felt.
At this moment, Cheng Yang's voice sounded: "Yanyan, so you have already made the potion, so fast!"
Although the operating tables of the two are adjacent, in order to keep the surrounding quiet during the practice, most of the students will raise the virtual walls around the operating table before starting to make potions.
An Yan didn't do this, but all the other students around him did, so there was no difference.
An Yan came back to his senses and smiled at him: "Have you made it too?"
"Well, the process went pretty smoothly, but I don't know how the medicine data is." Since it was the first time to practice the operation, Cheng Yang looked obviously excited, "Yanyan, why don't you accompany me to test the medicine? "
Just now when the professor was explaining the theoretical knowledge, he said that the testing instruments placed in the classroom can be used by every student.
An Yan nodded immediately: "Okay."
Seeing that An Yan didn't go to get his medicine, Cheng Yang asked suspiciously: "Yanyan, have you tested it just now?"
"No, I'm not going to test..." An Yan shook his head, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
Another student who just finished making the potion looked at the potion on An Yan's console, and his eyes lit up: "Wow, is this the potion you made, An Yan? It looks great!"
Cheng Yang said proudly: "Yes, I also think this bottle of potion looks great!"
Embarrassed by the compliment, An Yan whispered in embarrassment, "Maybe it's just a bottle of common medicine."
Cheng Yang continued to praise unceremoniously: "Yanyan, don't be humble, the potion you made must be great!"
The classmate shook his potion bottle and said, "Why don't we take the potion together for testing. There was a problem in the process of making it just now. Maybe what I made was a bottle of discarded potion."
Cheng Yang glanced at his potion, and also had a bitter face: "I did the same just now. When I put the potion's spiritual power into it, the potion ingredients didn't seem to be fully fused."
An Yan comforted the two: "Don't worry, maybe the test result is not bad?"
"Then let's go together, but compared with Yanyan and you, even if my potion is not a waste potion, I probably won't be happy." Cheng Yang said this, but his tone was full of pride.
An Yan originally didn't want to test the medicine, but seeing Cheng Yang's high interest, and thinking of what Cheng Yi said before, he hesitated for a while, and nodded: "Okay."