Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Chapter 513 - 285: The Strange Array Kingdom Ghost Gate Festival and the Evolution of Leaves Through the Ages (Part 2)

Bai Mo sat down at his desk and took his apprentice, Orchid Eye, who was fast asleep on his shoulder, and cradled him in his arms. This guy got drunk and still hadn’t sobered up.

He grinned and opened the computer.

The Immortal Committee designated him as a Spark Level scientist, which meant he didn’t need to be overwhelmed by endless tasks; he just had to occasionally solve key problems. Most of the time, they hoped he could focus on learning and recharging.

They even arranged for a strong bodyguard for him, who would report for duty today.

This allowed him to return to West State University, instead of staying at the North Suburb Base.

Fang Xiaoyu was opening her computer when she suddenly stuck out her head.

"I wonder which bodyguard they’ve sent!"

"Should be Sequence Seven, right?"

Bai Mo wasn’t sure either.

He couldn’t be bothered to think too much and opened the computer, accessed the database, and started reviewing papers.

Starting today, he was going to study the "Leaf" field of knowledge!

The documents his apprentices had dug up already included this part, so he could start learning and attempt to form the condenser.

He held his sleeping apprentice, placing a hand on him to feel his rib cage rise and fall with each snore.

With the other hand, he operated the mouse, opening paper after paper, scrolling quickly through them.

"Hmm... there’s quite a lot of research on leaves in the present day."

Some are purely botanical studies, others focus on spices, tea leaves, etc., and even some solar energy field scholars have come to study plant leaves and photosynthesis.

Bai Mo accepted every piece, reading and thinking quickly, opening them one by one, finishing them quickly, and then closing them.

By midday, his apprentice, the fox Orchid Eye, woke up. He sat up from his master’s embrace, stretched lazily, yawned, and rubbed his eyes.

He looked around at the environment, the computer, and Fang Xiaoyu.

"Ow?"

Where have we come now?

Smelling the familiar scent, he looked up to see his master and confirmed he was in his master’s arms.

"Whimpering!"

He nuzzled against his master’s chest, smiling from ear to ear.

As long as he was in his master’s arms, any place was fine!

Bai Mo stroked his apprentice’s chubby neck and continued to open another paper on studying broad leaves.

Just as he was about to start reading, his phone buzzed; it was a message from Mo Lanyou.

[Expert Bai Mo!]

[I brought some fruit to your office, but found the door locked]

[Asked around and found out you’d gone off]

[Why didn’t you say goodbye?]

Bai Mo smiled awkwardly.

Early in the morning, after receiving a notice, he immediately returned to West University, indeed forgetting to say goodbye.

Mo Lanyou didn’t actually blame him and instead sent him a post.

[Rational discussion: Is West State the safest place?]

[What kind of nonsense question is this? West State has the West State Boss sitting there, of course it’s the safest!]

[You can tell from the housing prices; West State’s prices aren’t the highest]

[It’s got to be Shangjing! Shangjing is full of experts!]

[Haven’t you noticed, Chunshan City is pretty stable? Nothing major has ever happened]

[Mainly because of the Boss behind the scenes in Chunshan City, that person studies the Divination Path and can foresee disasters to avoid them beforehand]

[Nonsense, let me teach you the simplest way to judge: just see where Wu Jianxian’s granddaughter goes! Why did Wu Jianxian send his granddaughter to West State? Surely because he still thinks West State is the safest!]

Bai Mo grinned.

The thing about Wu Qingyun is old news.

Netizens probably don’t know, but more than half a month ago, Wu Qingyun had already left West State.

At this moment, the office door was knocked.

Knock! Knock!

Fang Xiaoyu immediately stood up, her face full of joy.

"Our new bodyguard is here!"

Before she could open the door, the new bodyguard very naturally opened the door herself.

This person had short hair reaching the ears, a graceful figure, looked pretty but had a dull expression, no emotions.

It was Wu Qingyun!

"Expert Bai Mo, Secretary Fang, good morning.

"I’m back to continue being your bodyguard."

Bai Mo looked at the post and tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Well... the close-fitting campus queen bodyguard had returned!

That old fellow Wu Jianxian really sent his granddaughter back!

...

It’s lunchtime.

In the office, with the windows open, a steamy hot pot was placed on the coffee table. Three people and a fox gathered around the pot, eating and sweating, their faces slicked with oil.

While eating, Fang Xiaoyu gossiping.

"You’ve been away so long, was it just for a promotion? Did you do anything else?

"Did you have a fight with the experts on the Dark Side?"

Bai Mo, beside her, eating the crispy tripe his apprentice had cooked for him, also cast a curious glance.

By then, he had already confirmed that Wu Qingyun had been promoted to Sequence Seven. And inside her cranial cavity, she had the same emotion-harvester as Tian Xinghuo, the same intuitive cochlea as Tian Xinghuo... Even stuff like this had been installed by the Ancient Immortal during Sequence Eight. No wonder this girl had no expression and no emotion, but her combat intuition was incredibly sharp.

Wu Qingyun was chewing on a meatball, her cheeks puffing up as she spoke.

"No."

"I spent quite a bit of time on the promotion."

"Fighting with them... not much of a chance of winning."

"The individual strength on the Dark Side typically surpasses us."

"They are fearless and cultivate faster than us."

"A large number of experts have appeared, completing two or three areas of cultivation."

Fang Xiaoyu didn’t quite understand but just clicked her tongue in amazement as she swished a slice of fatty beef.

Orchid Eye gnawed on chicken feet, mouth full of red oil, tilting his head and frowning.

How did they get so quick?

Are they cheating?

Wu Qingyun continued.

"My grandpa said several relics before had produced a lot of resources inside."

"And some Ancient Immortals have become desperate, no longer sparing any cost to help disciples advance."

"Some paths of advancement demand low knowledge, just resources."

"Perhaps they could pile up disciples in a short time who completed six or seven areas of cultivation?"

Fang Xiaoyu frowned.

"Would that surpass the West State Boss?

"Will the house I just bought depreciate..."

...

Underneath the clouds, the wind howled.

The linked silk banana tree which once needed three foxes to take care of it was now completely automated.

A Ghost Eye One was buried in the woods center, detecting every need of the banana tree, sometimes opening valves to water it, sometimes releasing fertilizers.

Brush...

A car stopped next to this grove.

Bai Mo sat atop the high roof, didn’t get out, reaching up to touch the massive banana leaf.

The leaf, unlike other organs, needed photosynthesis, participated in elevation, and must be studied outdoors, under sunlight, for proper research.

Bai Mo touched the leaf, his divine sense dispersed, probing and thinking simultaneously.

Below, Overalls, Butterfly Knot, and Small and Big Eyes nimbly leaped up to the car roof, setting up a small tea table for their master, placing a tablet stand, setting a power bank, then setting a pot of honey green tea, and a plate of Butterfly Cookies from the Fox Mountain cafeteria!

Bai Mo grinned, patted his apprentices’ heads, and opened the tablet, comparing with the Immortal Dynasty’s literature records for research.

"The linked silk banana leaf is a classic plant leaf..."

He alternated between reading literature, pinching the huge leaf, sometimes looking above it, sometimes below, suddenly clicking his tongue, feeling something was off.

"Is the literature faulty?

"Or is our linked silk banana leaf having problems?"

The few small foxes also came over to look.

"Whimpering?"

"Ow?"

He saw their master examining the banana leaf, continually murmuring to himself.

"Our banana leaf indeed produces two times more compared to what’s recorded.

"But shouldn’t have such a huge discrepancy?

"Our leaf is much thicker, tougher, and paler than what’s recorded?"

This discrepancy back and forth was quite substantial?

Bai Mo examined again, confirming no mistakes on Immortal Grass types, nor wrong copying of literature records.

"But how come the actual thing doesn’t match the literature?

"Could it be because..."

Bai Mo raised his head, gazing at the towering clouds in the sky!

"These clouds have sealed the sky for how long? Three years? Three hundred years? Three thousand years? Even thirty thousand years?

"Didn’t the cloud cover start since the fall of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?

"In these thousands or tens of thousands of years, plants not seeing sunlight, leaves naturally adapt to the environment, making certain changes.

"It’s normal not to match the literature."

Bai Mo nodded in understanding.

But then frowned.

"Is all the knowledge in the literature useless?

"Then how do I form my knowledge container?"