
The Parker and Winterbottom families have always had a strained relationship in Rebel Life City.
Kole had sent the first Alpha level student from the Outer Academy to look for trouble for him now that he had "taken care of" Auston.
Kole might do it himself next time.
As a result, Peter decides to find a way to earn money, get some supplies, and make some pills to consume. Only in this way could he rely on the experience of a hundred percent system to quickly achieve a strength similar to the genius of the Ferocious Lion Military Rank
After leaving the academy, Peter walked around the Blood Ghost City for some time before he directly went to a shop called the Rare Pill Pavilion.
"Master, thank you for visiting the Rare Pill Pavilion. What do you want to buy?"
Peter entered the Rare Pill Pavilion and approached a window. He saw a young girl standing up and smiling at him from behind the window.
"I'm not here to make a purchase."
Shaking his head, Peter continued, "Alchemists are needed in your Rare Pill Pavilion. I came to apply for a position as an alchemist."
The young girl was shocked when she heard Peter's words.
This person had come to apply for the alchemist position, but he was still too young.
"Our Rare Pill Pavilion is actively seeking alchemists. Please wait a moment, sir. I'll call you as soon as possible."
Although the young girl was astonished, she did not look down on Peter. Instead, he dashed into the upper management room of the Rare Pill Pavilion to inform them.
After a while, the young girl and the middle-aged man in their thirties came over.
"Son, don't tell me you came to apply for an alchemist position?"
The middle-aged man's gaze crossed over Peter, and his demeanor suddenly turned into something less pleasant.
"That's right. I came to apply for a position as an alchemist. Is there a problem?"
"Rare Pill Pavilion is looking for someone who is at least a Tier One Pill Master. Do you have a tier 1 alchemy Pill Master Badge?"
The middle-aged man impatiently waved his hand and said, "That's all. You have not even reached adulthood. Please don't waste my time!"
"Uncle, I suggest that you do not look down on others. What makes you think I'm not a Level One Alchemist?"
Peter could not help but frown when he heard the middle-aged man's statement.
"Do I have a condescending attitude toward others?"
"Since you said you are a Tier One Pill Master, then show Pill Master Mu Badges," the middle-aged man roared.
"I trust the Pill Master Badge that you describe as you wear on your chest."
Peter muttered something faintly as he looked at the bronze emblem on the middle-aged man's chest, which was inlaid with two stars.
"That's right. To be considered a true alchemist, one must pass the Alchemist Association examination and obtain the Pill Master Badge."
While sneering, the middle-aged man said, "If you can bring the Pill Master Badge, Nak ... Not to mention being an alchemist from the Rare Pill Pavilion; I can even give you the position of the chief alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion!"
"It's funny, hahaha. Although he did not possess the Pill Master Badge, he aspired to work as an alchemist in the Rare Pill Pavilion."
"What's the point of pretending? Why did he feel compelled to act as an alchemist? Did he get the impression that he could pretend to be an alchemist because he wanted to?"
The middle-aged man's conversation with Peter inevitably attracted the attention of various customers in the store. They couldn't help but scorn Peter.
"I'm afraid I can't show you the Pill Master Badge."
Peter did not care about the ridicule he received.
"Looking at the two stars on your badge, you should be a Second Grade Pill Master," he said with a faint smile as he inspected the middle-aged man's alchemy badge.
With a proud grin on his face, the middle-aged man commented, "That's right. I am a rank two alchemist!"
"Does a Second Grade Pill Master really have that much power?"
Peter looked at him with scorn. "You are in your forties and have spent decades studying alchemy, but you are still a Level Two Pill Master? You're completely useless."
Many people in the area could not believe their ears. They looked at Peter as if he was really stupid.
There weren't many Level Two pill masters in the entire Blood Ghost City. Moreover, David Wells, who was standing before them, was the chief alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion. He was one of the best Second Grade Pill Master warriors, and even in the Blood Ghost City, he was famous.
However, a brat in the Blood Ghost City looked down on a prominent alchemist!
"Did this boy eat the lion's gall?"
Who gave him the strength to talk to David Wells like this?
"What are you saying, son? What qualifications do you have for being arrogant before me when you don't even have a Pill Master Badge?"
Peter's statement made David Wells instantly angry.
With a stern look, he looked at Peter and said, "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. Get out of the Rare Pill Pavilion as quickly as possible. If not, I guarantee you won't stand what I'll do to you. Go!"
"You only failed the ones who had been cultivating for a long time and were still in second grade."
Peter's forehead wrinkled.
"Even if I don't have a badge, I'm still a better alchemist than you!"
"You're risking your life, son!"
"Someone, get rid of this boy who
causing a disturbance in the Rare Pill Pavilion!"
David Wells shouted loudly, his eyes turning into steel.
"Wait!"
Anxious voices rang out in everyone's ears as David Wells' voice faded.
Everyone turned to look at a slightly fat young man walking slowly.
Peter could only be stunned when he saw the young man walking in.
Why did this guy show up here?