“Sir, please announce the result!" Barbara urged, her impatience palpable.

"Very well, then..."

The judge was about to speak but was abruptly interrupted by Maria.

“Sir, you haven't tested my pill yet. How can you declare the final outcome?" Maria asserted.

Hearing this, the judge furrowed his brow and responded, “Maria, I just mentioned that the pills must be recorded in the Classic of Pills for the testing device and data to be utilized to evaluate the grade and composition of the pills."

Maria nodded knowingly, stating, "I did not claim that my pill is not included in the Classic of Pills."

“Well... What? What did you say?" the judge exclaimed, taken aback. The judge questioned the accuracy of his own hearing.

As a seasoned judge in professional alchemy, the man possessed extensive knowledge of the craft, yet the term “Happy Pill" had never graced his ears before.

Never had he witnessed any pill alchemists concoct such a creation in any competition he presided over.

“Maria, are you suggesting that your Happy Pill is documented in the Classic of Pills?" Canaan exclaimed, his astonishment evident.

“Yes, if you doubt me, feel free to test it yourself," Maria responded candidly.

Upon hearing her words, Canaan swiftly placed the pill beneath the testing instrument, striving to Leave no stone unturned.

"Ding!"

“The sample has been identified as grade-six Happy Pill. Data analysis is currently underway..."

It came as a surprise to Canaan.

The resonating mechanical sound of the testing apparatus reverberated across the square, its unwavering voice filling the air.

Though devoid of emotional inflection, the tone roused a significant portion of the crowd!

"Am I mistaken in what I heard?"

"I... I... It must be a figment of my imagination..."

"A grade-six pill? Did you hear that? The so-called Happy Pill is a grade-six pill! You have got to be kidding me

“There is something wrong with the device. How could such an unusual pill be documented in the Classic of Pills?"

Even the judge himself found his mind wandering for a moment.

His gaze shifted back and forth between Maria and the pill, then fixated upon the device he had brought from the association, causing him to descend into deep contemplation.

Were it not for the distinctive emblem of the Pill Alchemist Association adorning it, the judge might have suspected he was clutching the wrong instrument.