"Haha, do you think that's possible?" Philip smiled proudly.

Others could not help but exclaim in awe about how Philip had scored 7.2 points, which was enough to win the first place in the compet.i.tion. As for the other compet.i.tors, it was almost impossible for them to exceed this score.

Although Philip's character was disgusting, it was irrefutable that he was talented and was a rare genius. As the compet.i.tion continued after that, none of the subsequent players scored more than Philip.

The next best compet.i.tor had only gotten 6.8 points. With his score, he had hoped to compete for the first two places, but he could only settle for third place now.

"It is official, as all of the remaining 88 compet.i.tors have been graded. President Sidney will give out the awards now," Christina said.

President Sidney nodded and prepared to give the final awards.

"Slow down! My serum hasn't been graded yet!" Steve suddenly said.

All eyes could not help but swivel in Steve's direction. They were eyes that were all full of doubts.

"Didn't you give up on the compet.i.tion?" Christina wondered aloud.

"Who said I gave up?" Steve had a slight smile on his face.

He then took out a bottle of transparent serum and placed it on the table. It looked like a bottle of water, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"Pooh..." Oscar was the first to burst into loud laughter. "You haven't just filled a bottle with water and presented it as a Recovery Serum, have you?"

Pop...

Just then, Steve popped opened the cork and a slight wave of force emanated from the bottle. The aura of the force was obviously produced by an authentic serum. Seeing this, everyone began commenting at once...

"I recall that he didn't do anything in the last five minutes, right?"

"Yes, he just stood there foolishly for nearly 30 minutes before even starting to cultivate!"

"He's obviously cultivated it in less than five minutes, so the effects will not be good."

"Hmph, as you've come up with such perfunctory things in order to somehow stay in this compet.i.tion, you clearly don't have any respect for the compet.i.tion and the master pharmacists!"

"The masters will naturally see the efficacy of my serum once they have checked and graded it." Steve's face was calm as he addressed the naysayers.

When the others heard his confident words, they still could not help but laugh. After all, anyone with even a little common sense would know that the cultivation of serums was no simple matter. After all, things like pharmacodynamic reactions, dosages, and so on all had to be taken into consideration.

Moreover, the more elaborate a serum was, the more time it would take. So, it would take a lot of time to cultivate a decent serum!

As it had clearly taken Steve less than five minutes to cultivate the serum, they all felt that it couldn't possibly be any good. After all, five minutes was not even enough time to adjust the dosage!

"Since Mr. Steve has already cultivated something for the compet.i.tion, we might as well go ahead and check it," President Sidney said.

"What's there to inspect? It's a fool's errand. Even the simplest Recovery Serum cannot be cultivated in less than five minutes!" Franks said coldly.

"I agree with Franks. What can be cultivated within five minutes?" Gino asked coldly. "He's just fooling around. He doesn't respect the compet.i.tion, and he certainly doesn't respect us. To disqualify him directly would be a fitting thing at the moment!"

Because of Steve, Philip's score had been reduced, so Gino's att.i.tude toward Steve was naturally not going to be good.

"Check it as usual," President Sidney said. "As for the score, you can decide for yourselves individually."

In fact, President Sidney had no expectations for Steve's serum either. In such a short period of time, the efficacy of the serum would certainly not be good.

"Start introducing your serum," Christina said.