I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster-Chapter 211: Cheated!!!

As all of the serums in front of Tyrion were covered with a white cloth, nobody knew how many he had cultivated. The others mistakenly thought that this meant that Tyrion dared not show his end results because he was afraid of being embarrassed.

"He must not have managed to cultivate even a bottle of serum! That must be why he's covered it with a white cloth, so as not to lose face!" someone from the crowd said.

"Lickeden, lift up the white cloth," Aaron said calmly.

With a wave, Tyrion lifted up the white cloth, exposing three rows of different-colored serums, with several bottles of each type of serum.

Aaron's pupils contracted a little as he asked in amazement, "You made so much?"

"How could he have cultivated so many bottles? It's impossible!"

"How many bottles are there? Looks like at least 20 or 30 bottles!"

All of those present had unbelievable expressions on their faces. Right then, Aaron began counting the number of serums that Tyrion had cultivated, while using an instrument to detect the quality at the same time.

After a while, Aaron announced, "Lickeden, 10 bottles of Healing Serums, all 10 were of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. 10 bottles of Tanking Serum, all 10 of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. 10 bottles of Atomic Serum, all 10 of normal quality, with a success rate of 10%. Congratulations to Mr.

Lickeden, for having passed the F-grade Chemist's certification and getting 40 points."

Aaron was so shocked, he even forgot to shake hands with Tyrion. Everyone else was shocked as well, forgetting even to applaud and congratulate him!

It was not until Donnie's voice broke the calmness that all of the people's attentions snapped back.

"Absolutely impossible! How is it possible for his success rate to be so high?" Donnie kept shaking his head in denial.

At that moment, everyone was in an uproar, the place completely abuzz. Everyone was exclaiming in disbelief...

"The success rates of all three types of serums was at 10%, and the serums were all of normal quality!"

"Impossible! How is it possible that someone with an elemental affinity of 5 points got such a surprisingly high success rate?"

Even the higher-ups on the top floor were astounded. Because they had ruled out Tyrion previously, as they felt that his talent value was too low, almost none of them had paid any attention while he had been cultivating the serums.

But now that Tyrion had unexpectedly passed the F-grade Chemist certification with such amazing results, all of their attentions were glued to him. Moreover, they also suspected that Tyrion had deliberately controlled the success rate, making it 10%. They could think of no other explanation for his serums to have been completely uniform.

After all, the difficulty of the Atomic Serum was much higher than the other two.

At that moment, Donnie's aura suddenly turned menacing, as he pointed at Tyrion and said, "He must've been cheating, as it is impossible to achieve that with his low talent value!"

"Donnie, wake up! It is impossible to cheat during the Chemist examination! Just accept that you've already lost," Tyrion glanced at him from the corners of his eyes. To him, he could tube bothered with someone this weak... Donnie's strength couldn't even be comparable to a true Super soldier from death Gate academy.

Although he seem to have also surpassed the ordinary being stage and break through the 100 percent activation realm but to Tyrion he could just slap him to death.

Donnie's face turned pale instantly, his brain surging as he immediately argued like a crazed man, "I want to see the surveillance video, as he must have cheated!"

Aaron did not reject his request, as he was shocked as well, thinking that Tyrion's talent value was indeed too low, so it was impossible for the success rate to be so high.

After Aaron retrieved it, the serum assessment video was promptly shown to everyone. Afterwards, everyone was silent, as they had all come to the same conclusion...

Tyrion had indeed cultivated all 30 bottles of the serums himself! And, judging from Tyrion's cultivation speed and relative ease of performance, it was as if he had already had decades of practice!

"Donnie, what else do you have to say?" Tyrion looked at Donnie and smiled.

Donnie looked pale. He really did not want to run around the Chemist Guild naked, as he would appear in the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper and become the joke of Death Gate City! However, he could not go back on his word.

"Mr. Donnie, since you've lost, you should fulfill the contract," Aaron said, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Lickeden, I'll remember this!" Donnie was furious, gnashing his teeth together.

But, while everyone watched, Donnie took off his clothes and ran out of the door in only a pair of underwear!

"Ah! There's a pervert!"

"Someone come here, there's a madman here!"

"How embarrassing for him, running out with such a small d*ick!"

Everyone could hear the screams faintly from outside. The noble apprentices all grimaced, as this incident was a huge blow to them and they would not be able to face the civilian apprentices for a long time. Moreover, Donnie would be the butt of every joke forever!

Meanwhile, the round of certification tests was still continuing. In the end, a total of eleven people passed the exam, including the four civilians, Tyrion, Prince, Kayla, and Vonn. No one else was fated to become a Chemist this year.

Although the noble camp earned three more places than the civilian camp, and normally, the noble camp would have surely taken this opportunity to laugh at the civilian camp, because of Donnie's incident, they dared not mock anyone.

The certification examination ended, and was soon to be followed by the ceremony that granted them all badges and Chemist gowns. At this moment, the higher-ups of the Alchemy Guild on the top floor were having a heated argument.

"Groode, could you see who the Fiend is?"

"I think Donnie is the most likely one."

"No! If he were the Fiend, he wouldn't have lost and been so humiliated."

"Is it Lickeden?"

More than 100 D-grade Chemists quarreled with each other, each offering their own theories and viewpoints. Finally, they looked at Groode in unison, while someone shouted, "You tell us, who is the Fiend!?"

Groode's forehead was dripping with sweat. He had been observing everything carefully for three days, but could not really tell who the Fiend was either.

Groode hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say. Finally, Gaffrite who spoke up. "I have guessed, gentlemen, who Mr. Fiend is, and I wonder if any of you would be interested in coming down with me to meet the legendary genius?"

The faces of everyone changed, looking curiously at Gaffrite. They then whispered among themselves...

"Does the president really know?"

"Even Groode could not find him. How would the president know?"

Groode did not care what the others thought, as Gaffrite's suddenly stepping up and saying these words had really saved him from a crisis!

"President, do you really know who the Fiend is?" Groode asked hastily.

"Let's go, those who are interested, come on down with me." Gaffrite rose and left the room.

Most of the Chemists present did not believe him, so only a dozen of them followed him down, Groode being one of them.