The System Cheats
Chapter 16 Competing with David Wells

This young man was none other than Ewart Sydney, whom Peter had met at the Fierce Lions Military Academy.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Jeff."

Ewart Sydney entered the room. He immediately came up to Peter and spoke to him respectfully in front of everyone's stunned gazes.

"Damn, isn't this Ewart Sydney, the young master of the Rare Pill Pavilion?"

"Who's the name of this boy? He was so great that even the young master of the Rare Pill Pavilion treated him with respect!"

Many people who knew Ewart Sydney gasped at the sight.

David Wells' previously dreadful performance became much worse as he stood before Peter.

"Are you the young master of the Rare Pill Pavilion?"

Peter is stunned by Ewart Sydney. He did not anticipate this youngster to have a unique identity.

"That's right. Roy Sydney, my father, is the owner of the Rare Pill Pavilion."

Ewart Sydney smiled warmly. He turned to face David Wells. "What's going on, Alchemist Wells? Why did you attack Jeff Parker?"

"This young man doesn't even have a Pill Master Badge, yet he wants to become an alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion. It really doesn't make any sense."

David Wells stated unequivocally.

"I have no choice. That's why I ordered him to be attacked."

"Our Rare Pill Pavilion never mentioned that one must have a Pill Master Badge to apply for the position, right?"

Ewart Sydney's expression deepened. "I'm well aware of Jeff's achievements in alchemy. It is an honor for our Rare Pill Pavilion to ask him to apply for an alchemist position. You don't have to worry about this. I'll tell my father.

He knew that Peter was a brilliant alchemist who even amazed Sandra King. He might even become the last follower of Melville Seymour, an influential figure in the field of alchemy!

How could the Rare Pill Pavilion resist such a brilliant alchemist?

"What do you mean, Ewart Sydney?"

David Wells's expression changed. "Your father has given me full authority over the recruitment of alchemists as the chief alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion. I hope you're not interrupting!"

With an angry expression on his face, Ewart Sydney looked at David Wells. "What if I have to hire Peter as the alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion?"

"As long as I'm in the Rare Pill Pavilion for a day, I won't let those who aren't talented enough taint the reputation of the Rare Pill Pavillon."

"Unless he can concoct a first-rate pill in front of me to demonstrate his abilities."

"If you keep recruiting him into the Rare Pill Pavilion, I will leave!"

David Wells looked at Ewart Sydney without hesitation, and his words even revealed a slight threat.

"Are you threatening me, Alchemist Wells?"

Ewart Sydney's face became gloomy almost instantly.

"I'm not trying to scare you. Everything I have done is for the benefit of the Rare Pill Pavilion. I'd have the same attitude even if your father was here."

David Wells muttered, then looked at Peter coldly. "Son, show me your abilities if you want to become an alchemist from the Rare Pill Pavilion."

"I was suddenly unwilling to apply for an alchemy position," Peter said.

"Aren't you arrogant just now? Don't you think you're so cool? Why are you retreating in a hurry?"

David Wells could only scowl in disdain when he heard Peter's words.

The spectators in the area also looked at Peter with disdain.

"Just now, he smirked arrogantly on his face."

"He immediately admitted defeat when he learned that David Wells wanted him to use his abilities."

"Did you hear me say and admit defeat?"

"Because I like your job, I didn't apply to become an alchemist!"

If you lose, please appoint me as the chief alchemist of the Rare Pill Pavilion!"

"What the fuck! Does this fellow want to compete in alchemy with Chief Wells?"

Everyone was in a daze as they looked at Peter.

"You, who don't even have a Pill Master Badge, dare to compete in alchemy with a high-level second-rate alchemist!"

"Is it impossible for you to be a little crazier?"

Not only were the surrounding people stunned, even Ewart Sydney, who was standing beside Peter, was also shocked.

Although he knew Peter was a brilliant alchemist and had also seen him make tier one pills, David Wells in front of him, on the other hand, was a tier 2 alchemist.

Ewart Sydney doesn't care about David Wells. After all, David had always been arrogant due to his standing as a second-rate alchemist. His father was tired of him too. Ewart Sydney naturally preferred Peter to defeat David Wells and become the chief alchemist at the Rare Pill Pavilion.

However, could Peter defeat a second-rate alchemist?

"What exactly are you saying? You want to compete in alchemy with me?"

Peter's statement surprised David Wells as well.

He gave Peter a funny look as if he had just heard the biggest joke in the world.

He was a second-rate alchemist with a price!

Except for a few famous third-rate alchemists, perhaps no one in this Blood Ghost City would dare challenge him in alchemy.

"What kind of jerk is this? What right does he have to boast openly in front of him?"

"You don't misunderstand. In alchemy, I want to compete with you."

Peter raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"What's? You are a respectable tier two alchemist. Don't tell me you're scared."

"Truly a joke."

"I won't try to compete with you in alchemy!"

David Wells looked at Peter.

"Since you want to compete, I will grant your wish. If you lose, I want you to become my pill slave and submit to my orders for the rest of your life!"

"certain."

"Tell me, how are we going to compete?" peter asked, a small smile on his face.

"You bastard who doesn't even have a badge for pill refinement. It is not bad to be able to increase a tier 1 power pill. I don't want to be a thorn in your side either."

With a cold smile, David Wells commented.

"In front of everyone, we will refine a physical strength pill.The 10 sets of Physical Strength Pills will be refined by each of us. The person with the highest success rate wins. What do you think? "

"Please collect the pill furnace and 20 sets of ingredients for the Physical Strength Pill, Senior Ewart Sydney."

Peter was too lazy to speak meaninglessly with David Wells. He said to Ewart Sydney, standing beside him with a smile.

With a system success rate of 100 percent, his chances of failure to concoct pills were almost zero.

"All right."

Ewart Sydney smiled and nodded. Then he quickly set up a pill furnace and the ingredients for the 20 pills of physical strength to be delivered.

"You go first, David Wells."

As he stared at the pill furnace and the chemicals in front of him, Peter told David Wells.

"Okay me first!"