All five participants in the fifth group started working with focus. The others had noticed the ssy situation at Natalie’s table when they arrived. Though so felt a little bad for her, most were relieved; Natalie was considered a strong competitor after her impressive performance at the perfu launch event.
The judges noticed the state of her table and expected Natalie to request fresh chemicals. However, Natalie had already started working as the tir had begun.
The live audience in the hall and those watching on their TVs could clearly see the disarray at Natalie’s work table. The caras had captured the clumsy movents of the previous contestant who had ssed it up.
The viewers in the hall began whispering among themselves.
"Can she make a perfu out of that? She didn’t even ask for new chemicals."
"Ti is ticking, and they’ve given a surprise the. She can’t afford to waste any."
"She was labeled a plagiarist before. Let’s see if she’s truly skilled or if she uses this ss on her table as an excuse for failing this round."
Ms. Taylor, one of the judges, sat quietly observing Natalie. Watching Natalie’s focused expression and steady hands, despite the difficult situation, she could tell Natalie knew exactly what she was doing.
One of the other judges leaned over and whispered, "Ms. Taylor, why didn’t she ask for fresh chemicals?"
"A true perfur can create magic with whatever they are given. Let’s wait and watch," Ms. Taylor replied calmly.
anwhile, in the waiting room, the other fifteen participants were murmuring among themselves.
"She’s a plagiarist. What if she cheats this ti too? It would be better if she’s eliminated in this round itself."
"True, the one who ssed up the chemicals deserves praise for this."
Out of competitive spirit, most of the participants were simply waiting for Natalie to fail.
Ti was ticking by. One by one, all the other four perfurs on the stage finished their perfus, but Natalie was still working. Everyone was watching her, so anticipating the result, while others were certain she would fail.
"Among all twenty contestants, she’s the slowest. How can she even claim to be a perfur with such a slow pace?"
"The others have already finished and returned to the waiting area, but she’s still working. She should just give up and leave instead of wasting everyone’s ti."
"She’s not going to finish it in ti. Only four minutes are left."
Then, just as the clock counted down, Natalie finished her perfu. She carried the tray with her creation to the judges. As she placed it in front of them and they prepared to test it...
"Wait!" Natalie said.
The five judges looked at her, puzzled. "What happened?" one of them asked.
"The last ingredient is yet to be added," she replied.
With that, Natalie took a piece of glass, cut the tip of her forefinger, and let two drops of her blood fall into the perfu. The drops disappeared into the liquid as if they had never existed.
"Now it’s ready," she said, glancing at the tir which showed few seconds were still left.
The viewers were stunned. Many of them, unfamiliar with the art of perfury, had never seen such a technique before.
The judges saw Natalie’s actions and accepted her perfu as it was completed within the ti limit. One by one, they began testing it and were amazed by its unique scent.
However, there was an issue. Ms. Taylor spoke up. "Ms. Natalie, this perfu is indeed unique and remarkable, but you should know that we do not support using substances like blood in our creations. It has been banned for a long ti. Are you not aware of this?"
"I am," Natalie replied calmly and gestured toward the formula she had written down while explaining. "My the was Mythology and Fantasy. My creation is called Dragon’s Fire. For this, I needed a chemical that could add a tallic essence to the perfu. Since the chemicals on my table were not in proper condition, I used my blood to create that effect, as blood contains iron. I had no ti left to request new chemicals because this perfu requires precision, and every second is crucial."
She pointed to the formula sheet, which was also displayed on the screen for the audience. "If you look at the formula, instead of blood, these two chemicals can be used to achieve the sa effect. As legendary perfurs, you can confirm this." She then gestured to another flask of perfu. "This flask doesn’t contain my blood. We can add the two chemicals, and you can verify the result yourself."
Though the judges trusted her explanation, they decided to demonstrate it for the audience. The two chemicals were brought to Natalie, and she added them to the second flask. The judges tested it again and found that the scent was identical.
They were impressed with her deep understanding of the art of perfu creation.
Once all twenty participants had completed their turn, they were called back onto the stage. The final scores from the judges were displayed, listing the top five participants who would proceed to the next round.
Among the five, Briena’s score was the highest, while Natalie was ranked fifth.
Briena was over the moon at her top position, but her joy was dampened by the fact that Natalie had made it to the next round. It’s alright. I’ll throw her out in the next round, she thought with determination.
Natalie, on the other hand, remained quiet. She had anticipated this outco and had no complaints about it. Her use of blood had cost her points, but she was not eliminated.
The judges spoke to the contestants. "Ms. Briena, your creation was flawless. We look forward to seeing more of your amazing work."
"Thank you so much," Briena replied with a bright smile.
"Ms. Natalie, while your creation was amazing and you’ve demonstrated how determination can lead to creating sothing from scratch, we do not approve of the use of blood in perfus. That is why your score is lower. However, we look forward to seeing your skills and innovation in the next round."
"Thank you," Natalie responded calmly, her expression unreadable.
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