Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

The brilliant five-colored medicinal fumes leapt like flames, illuminating Huang Sitong’s neck, hairs, and the sheer stockings over her head.

The cold, hard blade pressed against Huang Sitong’s quivering throat and delicate hairs!

The pitch-black storeroom suddenly became silent.

Huang Sitong and the Ancient Immortal Master in her mind remained silent.

In the cupboard, White Claw, wearing the Invisibility Cloak, hid in the darkness, tilting his chubby head with a silent, mischievous grin.

This newly upgraded sword, blazing with colorful medicinal flames, was simply too cool!

Especially in this dark environment, it was dazzling!

Huang Sitong silently extended her hand, white mist rising from it, dropping a huge pile of herbs and flowers, returning the Celestial Bright Grass and Seven-leaf Osmanthus she had just taken from the dream.

Yet White Claw’s sword did not retreat, the tip burning with five-colored medicinal flames, gently tracing on Huang Sitong’s neck, the tip moving with her trembling neck, severing over a dozen of her fine hairs!

Returning what’s stolen is the right thing to do, but it’s not enough to atone for the crime!

If she wishes to atone, she needs to pay more!

Yaochi Holy Land?

Hand over any meticulously cultivated premium herbs you have!

...

Creak...

The warehouse door creaked softly, and Huang Sitong, her face ghostly pale, slipped through the door gap wearing an Invisibility Cloak, shivering as she left.

The light outside poured in, shining on Lu Yang’s face in the corner.

His eyelids twitched, and he awoke with a start!

"Damn!

"We’ve been hit, knocked out, thieves have entered the warehouse!

"Get up quickly!"

He hurriedly reached for the light switch on the wall and flicked the light on with a "snap".

The bright light dazzled his eyes.

As he adjusted to the light, tears streaming down his face, he saw a huge pile of Celestial Bright Grass and Seven-leaf Osmanthus scattered on the floor in the warehouse.

There was also a heap of various medicines piled on the floor, formed into a small mountain, full and glimmering, at a glance extraordinary!

"Hey?

"Not a thief?

"Is... is it a delivery?"

...

Dark clouds gathered, a fierce wind howled.

Fox Mountain, Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the Bronze Table, holding a Copper Plate, having learned a brand new prescription.

"Hmm, this is pretty good."

He pondered for a while, recorded the prescription into the tablet, and then added some conclusions of his own.

After writing, he looked again beside the Bronze Table, realizing that the documents the apprentices dug up had been emptied again.

"Recently, the excavation speed hasn’t been fast.

"It’s a good time to take a trip to the vehicle manufacturing workshop."

The workshop wasn’t far, so Bai Mo got up, strolled leisurely to stretch his legs, and arrived at the workshop.

He found Overalls, Butterfly Knot, and Big Head busy making various car parts.

Overalls swung a small hammer, tapping a Copper Plate into the appropriate shape.

So far, Fox Mountain had produced over forty cars, and that number was slowly increasing.

The apprentices didn’t stop their work, just turned their heads, and greeted their master with a howl.

Bai Mo grinned widely.

"You guys keep busy! I’m just here to take a look."

He stepped forward, seeing a half-finished car chassis, where the insights from the Sequence Seven Firemen of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty were left.

"I remember there was a note a few days ago about Fire Consciousness Soup? It shouldn’t have been incorporated into the car yet, right?"

Over at Professor Zhang’s place, obtaining a batch of meticulously cultivated fine-quality herbs from Yaochi Holy Land, the success rate of refining greatly increased!

Bai Mo planned to look up the Fire Consciousness Soup insights from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty Fire People, to see how rookies crafted it, to glean some experience for Professor Zhang, ensuring his next refinement would be flawless!

Bai Mo strolled leisurely, glancing around, soon finding the Copper Plate he remembered.

He leaned in, furrowing his brows, reading carefully.

After reading for a dozen minutes, he suddenly understood!

"Oh, so that’s how they were thinking, it makes sense!"

...

By the campfire amid the ruins.

The Qing Lu Ancient Immortal sat cross-legged on the stone, back straight, youthful in appearance, speaking in a calm and articulate manner.

"...So according to your method, it requires setting up seven sensors, to monitor the first layer of furnace temperature, the second layer of temperature, and the third layer of humidity in the third stage of refining..."

Professor Zhang sat cross-legged nearby, frowning, listening intently, taking careful notes.

Though he wasn’t inherently terrifying in talent, being over forty and becoming a professor, his intelligence and memory were by no means mediocre.

At the moment, while listening, he occasionally felt a heartfelt sigh... the Ancient Immortal’s speed of learning and understanding the current world is simply astonishing.

Listening to the Ancient Immortal lecture, he even had an illusion, an illusion of facing a current world engineer.

But undeniably, the level of the Ancient Immortal is truly reaching the heights!

Listening to the Ancient Immortal lecture is like having a moment of enlightenment!

By this time, his confidence in concocting the Fire Consciousness Soup has been getting increasingly solid!

Only, a shadow also began to surface in his heart, deep concerns emerged... is the Ancient Immortal so eager to help him ascend for some ulterior motive?

After all, there’s no love without reason in this world.

It’s even more impossible to have it here with the Ancient Immortal!

During the lecture, the Ancient Immortal noticed Professor Zhang furrowing his brows and looking puzzled, so he paused and started discussing other things.

"Actually... you could bring a computer in. Or maybe a tablet? Or a smartphone?

"Use those things to record what I’m saying, and then you can review it slowly later."

Professor Zhang was stunned for a moment, then awkwardly smiled.

"I... I’m not used to using those."

From beginning to end, he had never brought any electronic products into his dreams!

Deep down, he really didn’t want to reveal human civilization to the Ancient Immortal!

The Ancient Immortal grinned.

"Bring or not, it’s up to you.

"But... I’m indeed very interested in those things.

"Could you tell me about them?"

Professor Zhang hesitated for a moment.

He knew he couldn’t refuse. If the Ancient Immortal really wanted to listen, he could just give him a bottle of Truth Serum, and he would be unable to resist.

Then he smiled wryly and began to speak.

"This thing we call a computer, can actually be seen as a more complex abacus.

"Its most basic function is computation..."

...

In the afternoon, at the office building, in the conference room, there was laughter and chat.

"No problems, right?"

"Our answers are all the same."

"It’s done!"

"Hahaha!"

It was only three o’clock, and the students had already finished their verification work ahead of time.

Their internship was going increasingly smoothly!

One verification report after another was handed to the front of the conference room, given to Chen Wenquan.

After handing them over, the students gathered in threes and fives, chatting and laughing, leaving the conference room.

The last one to reach Chen Wenquan was Bai Mo.

With Chongchong Fox on his shoulder, he walked to the podium, saw the classmates had gone far, only Fang Yuan and Wu Qingyun were still waiting outside the door for him.

Then he took out a report, lowered his voice.

"Teacher, I participated in the verification work these past days, and I have some insights, wrote something down, maybe it can enhance the robustness of our mathematical system.

"Please pass it to the expert group and see if it is feasible."

Bai Mo spoke quite politely.

This report was actually summarized from the beginner’s insights of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty. It fits perfectly with Professor Zhang’s scheme, and could greatly increase the success rate of the concoction!

Chen Wenquan took Bai Mo’s document, pinched the thickness with his fingers, found that it was only a few pages.

"Okay, I’ll pass it on for you!

"Thank you!"

After exchanging a few polite words, he watched Bai Mo leave.

Actually, he couldn’t quite figure out Bai Mo’s level. He flipped through these few pages, felt like there was something there, but dared not make a judgment.

"Send it to the expert group."

He held a pile of verification reports, plus Bai Mo’s few pages, then left the conference room, heading towards the big iron door next door.

Pushing open the slightly ajar big iron door, he saw the bright office with a dozen desks, a dozen experts, all working silently.

Among them, the four experts in the mathematics group, including Li Fangming, were sitting very close.

The whiteboard Bai Mo wrote on was next to Li Fangming’s desk.

Chen Wenquan was stunned for a moment, first putting the verification reports on his desk, then taking Bai Mo’s few sheets to the mathematics group expert’s desk furthest from Li Fangming, lowering his voice as much as possible, not letting Li Fangming hear.

"Professor Niu, are you busy?

"I have a student here with some ideas on system robustness, could you please take a look?"

Professor Niu looked up, somewhat impatient.

"A student?

"Robustness?"