Super Resolution System

Lin Yaoyang stood where he was and waited quietly. It did not take long. The old man reappeared in the square and looked at Lin Yaoyang. He stretched out his finger and said, "The quiet room you want is over there. This is the medicinal ingredient you need to refine the pill. There is a week's time for the test. You should take care of yourself."    

Lin Yaoyang raised his brows. He did not expect that the refining time of this Level 8 Pill would actually be as long as a week.    

But when Chu Xin, who was beside him, heard this, his brows immediately knitted. He cursed in his heart. This steward was really a little too ruthless. Who didn't know that the refinement of this Level 8 Pill would consume a great deal of effort and energy? It was common to see things happening for dozens of days at a time.    

Furthermore, even after spending such a long period of time, it was still uncertain whether it would be able to form a ___ or not.    

This steward had only given Lin Yaoyang a week's time. It was obvious that he wanted to make things difficult for Lin Yaoyang.    

Lin Yaoyang's expression was also a little dull at this moment, but in other people's eyes, it was because Lin Yaoyang had a regretful expression after hearing the request of this world and understood that he had been tricked.    

The smiles on the faces of the onlookers became even more intense.    

None of them knew what Lin Yaoyang was thinking at this moment. Lin Yaoyang was completely stunned in his heart. Why did he give such a long week?! Lin Yaoyang wasn't a fool. He knew that he had to stay in the secret chamber for a period of time before he could come out.    

However, Lin Yaoyang thought that he could only stay in the secret chamber for two days. One should know that Lin Yaoyang could bring the herbs in. After closing the door, he would immediately open the door and bring the pill out.    

Lin Yaoyang would never agree to letting Lin Yaoyang stay in the secret chamber and stare at a pill for seven days.    

Lin Yaoyang looked at those people who were smiling at him and planned to say something that would not kill him. He said again, "One week is too long. Don't waste my time. Just three days."    

After Lin Yaoyang's words came out, except for Guo Yuehong and Ke Lia, everyone's expression changed.    

Ke Lia and Guo Yuehong were two complete laymen. They did not know what was so particular about alchemy, but the other people were different.    

This steward was also a level seven alchemist. He knew very well how difficult it was to form a high grade pill.    

Not to mention a week, even a month was too little. It was not a weak project to completely refine those high grade natural treasures into energy using flames.    

But at this moment, a fellow who called himself a tier 8 alchemist told him that he only needed three days to refine a Level 8 Pill.    

At the beginning, the thoughts in the manager's mind were all messed up.    

Then, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world, he pointed at Lin Yaoyang with a red face. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.    

The alchemists next to him were the same.    

Lin Yaoyang ignored them. He held the box that contained the medicinal herbs in his hand. He did not even look at it. He walked straight to the quiet room.