194 Three-and-a-Half-Year -Old Alchemist
“No, change it! Change it to something fairer! Who wants to play such a childish game with you?”
“Then let’s change it to something else. Let’s see whose father is the most powerful! My father is the most powerful!” The little packrat still did not understand the true meaning of competition! She kept using her father to compete with others!
The entire venue was speechless.
Yun Ran felt that with her Sweetcake’s imagination, even if she said a few more, they might not agree to play with her.
Thus, she opened her mouth to guide the little packrat in a certain direction, “Sweetcake needs to complete this mission herself. She can’t let Daddy help her. Didn’t Sweetcake just say that she’s very strong? Then let’s compete with them to see which little packrat is stronger?”
The packrat nodded. “Sure, then Sweetcake will compete with them to see who’s stronger!”
When she raised her little fists, she looked indescribably cute.
It was Bun’s turn to say what he wanted to compete in.
“Alchemy, I’ll compete with you in alchemy.” He was clearly a three-and-a-half-year-old child, but he actually said that he wanted to compete in alchemy.
In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.
Immediately after, there was a flurry of discussion.
“What did this kid say? Alchemy? How old is he? Does he know what alchemy is?”
“A three-and-a-half-year-old alchemist. This is the first time I’ve seen one. I’ve learned something new.”
“What alchemist? He will probably use urine and mud to make a small mud ball and say that it’s a medicinal pill.”
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Other than Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan, no one in the entire hall believed that a three-and-a-half-year-old child could refine pills.
Those princes and princesses did not know how to refine pills at all, so they were naturally unwilling to compete with him.
“Change it. We won’t compete with you in alchemy.”
“I’m not changing. We agreed before that everyone will suggest what they’re good at, I’m good at alchemy. Can’t I?”
The expression on the little Bun’s face was cool and somewhat similar to Mo Beiyuan’s.
He was clearly a child, but his eyes were filled with determination.
The princes and princesses were all very frustrated. In the end, they placed their hopes on Prince Nineteen, who had become a disciple of the Miracle Doctor Sect.
“Nineteenth Brother, aren’t you an inner disciple of the Miracle Physician Sect?”
“Yes, Nineteenth Brother, don’t be afraid of him. He’s only three and a half years old. He doesn’t know how to refine pills! He’s just pretending.”
Prince Nineteen had only been in the Miracle Doctor Sect for half a year. He did not know how to refine some complicated pills, but he could still refine some simple pills.
“Alright, then I’ll compete with you in alchemy.”
All the content of the competition had been determined. They were arithmetic, archery, beast taming, spiritual power battle, identifying herbs, refining pills, and who was stronger.
“Sister, what do you want to play?” Bun only had this kind of patience when dealing with Sweetcake and poison. He was asking Sweetcake what she wanted to play; he would let her choose first and do the rest.
“Then what fun games are there?” The little girl tilted her head and asked. She was obviously confused and did not understand the meaning of these competitive games.
Yun Ran explained to the packrat one by one.
“I taught you how to calculate. It’s a game where you calculate how many rabbits and chickens there are in a cage.”
The packrat nodded and immediately shook her head. “Sweetcake doesn’t like arithmetic. I don’t want to play this.”
Bun nodded. “Then you can learn from me.”
Yun Ran continued to explain the next content to the boy gently.
“Archery is the archery game that Brother Yan Qi played in the courtyard. The secret guards also taught Sweetcake, right? Sweetcake knows how to play it too.”
The little packrat thought for a moment before nodding. “Sweetcake has played this before. Swish, swish, swish…”
“Mm, does Sweetcake want to play swish, swish, swish? Mother thinks that Sweetcake is very good at playing swish, swish, swish!”