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Velen had initially planned to muddle through the event. After all, the system's task wasn't particularly difficult—he just needed to participate in the Alchemist Convention.

But he hadn't expected there to be an entry requirement!

"Isn't this Alchemist Convention open to everyone? Why do we need to pass an entry test?"

Velen turned to a woman wearing a Convention Staff badge and asked.

The woman raised an eyebrow at him before replying coldly:

"You don't look like an alchemist at all. The Alchemist Convention is a grand event in Titan Galaxy, attracting a vast number of alchemists every year. If there were no entry barriers, how long do you think the competition would last?"

"I can tell you this—only the top hundred alchemists in each ranking tier will make it to the final stage of the Alchemist Convention, where they'll compete for this year's rankings!"

"If you can't even pass the entrance exam, then you might as well just be a spectator. That suits you much better!"

After saying that, the woman ignored Velen and went back to maintaining order.

Velen let out a frustrated sigh.

He wasn't an alchemist. He had no idea how to prepare potions. Now, he couldn't even sneak his way in!

One million luxury points were right in front of him—was he really just going to give up like this?

Although he was reluctant, there was no feasible way around it. He could only accept that this million luxury points was not meant for him.

After thinking for a long time and still failing to find a solution, Velen had no choice but to give up.

However, just as he was about to turn and leave, a woman in a fiery red dress, with a stunning figure, approached him.

"Friend, you seem quite determined to participate in this Alchemist Convention. If you truly want to join, come with me for an initial test."

Before Velen could respond, the woman who had just spoken to him coldly earlier suddenly froze, as if she had seen an inconceivable figure. She was about to bow and greet the newcomer when the red-dressed woman simply shook her head.

The staff member immediately covered her mouth with both hands, suppressing her shock, her eyes filled with envy as she looked at Velen.

The red-dressed woman standing here was a Master Alchemist!

The entry tests were normally conducted under the supervision of a Mid-tier Alchemist—but now, a Master Alchemist, Amanda, had personally invited Velen for testing!

If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it!

Many young alchemists had come to this Alchemist Convention just to meet Amanda, hoping to impress her with their skills.

Yet now, this man—who didn't even look like an alchemist—had somehow caught Amanda's attention?

Inside a lavish skyscraper, Amanda, in her eye-catching red dress, led Velen and a middle-aged man, who was actually the Ironback Centipede in human form, to the top floor.

"You're an interesting one. From the moment you arrived, I felt you were unusual. Everyone who comes to the Alchemist Convention wears professional attire, yet you don't. This must be your first time here, and you don't know the rules, do you?"

She gestured toward a section of the room. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Velen followed her indication and saw a collection of high-quality alchemist tools, meticulously arranged.

"Come on, let's begin the test here. No need to be nervous—just perform as you normally would."

Amanda spoke with great interest.

What had drawn her attention to Velen in the first place wasn't him, but the Ironback Centipede by his side.

The Ironback Centipede was an Ascended Rank Spellbeast. In an era where spellbeasts were notoriously prideful, finding one willing to act as a guard for a human was nearly unheard of.

Especially at the Ascended Rank—no spellbeast at that level would normally serve a human.

Yet, this seemingly unimpressive young man had an Ascended Rank Spellbeast following him willingly. This suggested he must be extraordinary—perhaps backed by a Master Alchemist.

So naturally, she was curious about Velen's alchemy skills.

Alchemy? Me?

Seeing Amanda's intrigued expression, Velen was utterly confused.

He had never studied alchemy. Not even the most basic principles. How was he supposed to begin?

But just as he was about to refuse, a familiar system notification rang in his ears.

Random Mission Issued: Use system-provided materials to perform alchemy. Success or failure does not matter. Reward: 500,000 Luxury Points!

Velen was just about to decline, but upon seeing the system reward, he immediately stopped.

500,000 Luxury Points!

The system was being very generous this time!

This mission was practically free points!

A smile spread across Velen's face.

"You're a staff member of this convention, right? I'll begin right away—but I'll be using my own furnace and materials. I tend to cough when using unfamiliar equipment."

Velen casually made up an excuse.

Amanda didn't mind, nodding. "Suit yourself. While I am technically part of the convention's staff, I prefer when people just call me by my name—Amanda."

As she spoke, Amanda's lips curled into a knowing smile, her long eyelashes fluttering with amusement.

Her name was famous among alchemists, and she was eager to see Velen's reaction upon realizing who she was.

But to her surprise, Velen simply nodded casually.

???

Amanda's smile froze.

She was Amanda, a renowned Master Alchemist—yet Velen's reaction was so indifferent?

Did he not realize how prestigious she was?

That was impossible!

As she was inwardly questioning herself, Velen pulled a massive Dragon Flame Forge out of his storage bag.

As the furnace landed heavily on the ground, the entire floor trembled slightly. The flaming dragon coiling around the furnace stirred to life, exuding a scorching, terrifying heat that instantly filled the room.

The sudden burst of heatwaves made Amanda's face turn pale with shock.

"Supreme Forge?!"

She stared in utter disbelief.

Even an Lv9 Forge was enough to make alchemists drool with desire.

A Supreme Forge—a tier beyond Lv9—was a dream come true for any alchemist!

Even she, a Master Alchemist, had never seen one in person before—only read about it in books or seen it in records.

And yet, this young man just casually owned one?!

It was beyond belief!

But before Amanda could process this, Velen suddenly shook his head and turned to Ironback Centipede.

"Iron Cub, lend me your furnace."

The Ironback Centipede was confused.

"Why? You already have the Dragon Flame Forge."

"Well, I was going to use it, but I've decided to save it for cooking. Can't risk contaminating it with alchemy residue—it might mess with the taste when I make barbecue later."

Velen said seriously.

Alchemy residue could remain in the furnace, which might cause unexpected side effects when cooking. Since Dragon Flame Forge was his designated cooking pot, he refused to let it be used for alchemy.

Ironback Centipede hesitated but reluctantly pulled out his Lv9 Forge, placing it in front of Velen.

Velen immediately stored away the Supreme Forge and waved at Ironback Centipede.

"Alright, you can go now. I need silence."

Meanwhile, Amanda was completely stunned.

A Supreme Forge for cooking?

An Lv9 Forge for combat?

What kind of insane logic was this?!

Today, Amanda was convinced—she had met an absolute madman.