Chapter 487: Sorry, My Hand Slipped!_1

Colonel Daimoto snorted derisively after hearing Yan Ling's words.

"You must be joking. The test tube has shattered into bits. How could you possibly have any potions left?"

Yan Ling, unperturbed, walked up to the table and picked up an inconspicuous, small measuring cup.

"Here, this is the potion we've extracted!"

The crowd followed her voice, but they couldn't see any potion in the small measuring cup.

"There's no potion in there! I think you're just trying to avoid elimination by playing tricks and wasting everyone's time!"

The speaker was the reporter from T country who Yan Ling had previously countered.

Hearing his challenge, the competitors from T country quickly echoed, "That's right, our time is valuable. Since you don't have any potions left, quit the competition willingly and stop wasting our time."

The other competitors seemed dissatisfied upon hearing these words.