Free Web NovelChapter 568: Chapter 311: Figures Like the West State Boss Must Be Dignified
Bai Mo nodded.
The Immortal Involvement Investigation continued, and more and more Immortal-related criminals were being caught and thrown into that prison.
It’s said that recently, two of the Sequence Seven’s most wanted criminals were also captured and sent to that prison.
With such a heavy workload and huge responsibility, it’s only natural to take a little more quota.
After chatting with Professor Hong, Bai Mo continued to read the materials.
Drinking coffee, he reviewed what he had learned in his mind until the end of the workday, ending another day.
...
Whoosh...
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the wind howled fiercely.
At the excavation site, several excavators roared as they dug out piles and piles of stone slabs from underground!
"Ying ying ying!"
Quanquan Hu stood atop the Big Mushroom Ship, waving a branch to direct the excavation work.
It had already studied the underground conditions of this area thoroughly!
Beside it, the Bronze Mask floated up and down, full of gloom.
It originally wanted to trick this fox into going to the opposite direction for excavation, but didn’t expect this guy to not fall for it!
"Aow aow aow!"
The Big Mushroom Ship wandered around the site, while Quanquan Hu occasionally waved the branch to direct the excavators.
Catching a glimpse of the gloomy Bronze Mask from the corner of its eye, it tilted its head and chuckled secretly.
Foxes are very cunning!
When it sensed that the Bronze Mask was trying to trick it, it immediately did the opposite, and sure enough, dug up the big finds on this little hillock!
With so many stone slabs, the master would be very pleased, right?
...
"So quickly, they’ve been excavated?
"Wishing makes it so?"
Bai Mo squatted beside the excavation site, crouching in the swirling dust, rubbing a stone slab fresh from the dig, still covered in mud and grit, with a face full of joy.
This was the original data of the Seed Academy that Marquis Qing Yue brought back from the Celestial Palace!
The Bronze Mask fluttered nearby, even more dejected.
These stone slabs were Marquis Qing Yue’s black history!
Back then, the Marquis insisted on bringing back this original data. In the end, after it was brought back, ten cartloads of bamboo leaves were carved into a mountain of stone slabs, but the entire Cyan Moon Pill Palace didn’t have a single person who could use them... Everyone just looked at them in confusion, with wide eyes staring blankly.
The Marquis, in front of everyone, stood tall and said to leave this stuff for future generations.
But it wasn’t long before regret set in... Ten hogsheads of Immortal Qi, sent to the Celestial Palace in exchange for a mountain of loneliness.
If they had used those ten hogsheads of Immortal Qi to exchange for some other affordable knowledge, perhaps the Pill Palace could have had a few more Knowledge Containers.
But exchanging it for this, the ten hogsheads of Immortal Qi indeed went down the drain.
Gradually, the Marquis no longer wished to mention this, and others also stopped bringing it up.
The little hillock where the stone slabs were stored, gathered fallen leaves, covered in dust, gradually sealed and forgotten.
Countless years passed, mountains and seas changed, and these stone slabs were even buried into the earth.
Some could still be recognized, while others had their inscriptions worn out by time.
These stone slabs were one of the few decision errors of Marquis Qing Yue.
The Bronze Mask originally wanted to help her cover it up forever!
It was filled with gloom, suddenly seeing the not far away Bai Mo smiling as he instructed the apprentices.
"Clean them up, arrange them according to the excavation layout, and put them on the square!
"With this pile of stuff, Knowledge Containers are just a matter of time!"
The Bronze Mask fluttered nearby, showing doubt.
Could it be... Bai Mo wanted to use this data?
Can it be used?
It suddenly remembered the Great Tripod that Bai Mo had formed, immediately realizing, Bai Mo might really be able to use it!
Remembering the Marquis’s words about leaving this for future generations... It immediately grinned.
Indeed, the Marquis was right!
Isn’t this exactly what was waiting for the later generations, the Marquis really was unfailingly strategic!
...
The daytime of the dream, corresponds to the night of the real world.
Neon lights still illuminate the city, but in the mountains and forests, there is only starlight and moonlight.
In the dense jungle, a young man sat on a tree branch, watching through the gaps in the leaves toward the brightly lit Little Volcano Military Factory in the distance.
"Is it here?"
The junior brother behind him looked at his phone and frowned.
"It seems... the West State Boss has recently appeared here again, maybe we should skip this..."
The young man shook his head.
"No need to be so afraid.
"My methods won’t be discovered by anyone.
"Moreover, I found a weakness of the West State Boss.
"He’s not truly omniscient and omnipotent.
"In fact, there are many aspects he’s unable to attend to.
"For instance, during West State’s first Ghost Messenger’s sky patrol, he couldn’t take care of everything."
The junior brother was puzzled.
"But... but... he’s not afraid of Ghost Messengers. Didn’t you watch the livestream that day?"
The young man shook his head.
"I’m saying his weakness isn’t Ghost Messenger.
"Rather... at night in the present world, he seems to not pay attention to West State?"
Huh?
The junior disciple was silent for a moment.
This seems to make sense, doesn’t it?
The night in the current world corresponds to daytime in the dream.
It’s very likely that the West State Boss is busy cultivating in the Immortal Realm, too preoccupied to consider the outside world!
The first Ghost Messenger sky patrol incident in West State City is solid evidence!
If he noticed it, wouldn’t he have just come out and casually get rid of those few Ghost Messengers to end it?
His lack of emergence is probably because he truly hasn’t noticed.
The junior disciple raised his head and saw his senior disciple turning back.
"So, what is there to fear?
"An excellent opportunity, a huge treasure, right in front of us.
"Let’s not say the West State Boss won’t discover us, but even if he really does... can he find the true body of the Immortal Technique Master through our method?
"Let’s be bold.
"Let’s get started!"
...
Swish...
The car crossed the bumpy road, heading from the excavation site to the square.
Along the way, Bai Mo suddenly saw, a car parked beside the high-knot orange grove.
A dozen disciples dashed off the car, excitedly running into the high-knot orange grove.
"What are they doing?"
Anyway, the stone slab arrangement at the square still needed some time, so Bai Mo simply instructed Overalls to drive the car over and then got off to check.
Entering this grove, he saw each orange tree trunk tied with ropes, covered in knife marks... No choice, this tree is rather special; in its natural state, it tends to grow a very thick trunk.
But as the name suggests, the trunk’s thickness doesn’t affect the growth of oranges. It has to grow tall enough to produce more oranges.
So on Fox Mountain, a special arrangement with Po Po Rain was made to control these trees using rope binding and knife slashing, enabling them to grow quickly upwards, without growing too thick and wasting resources.
With Overalls, Small and Big Eyes, and Butterfly Knot, they entered deeper into the grove, seeing a dozen foxes from the workshop department, busy around the trunks with Po Po Rain. Noticing the master’s arrival, they immediately stepped back, proudly gesturing with their claws to show off their latest work.
"Eeeeee!"
"Aaooo!"
"Eeeeee!"
On the trunk, an iron ring was installed to encircle the trunk.
"Is this a muscle circumference restricting ring?
"You’ve made it?"
I have to say, the disciples’ speed in creating knock-offs is quite fast.
While the originals from Little Volcano are still in trial production, Fox Mountain’s knock-off versions are already being used!
"Using this to restrict the orange tree trunks from thickening?"
The foxes nodded!
Bai Mo frowned.
From what he knows, this likely won’t work.
A narrow ring can be squeezed into the bark, can crush the bark to rot, but can’t stop the trunk from thickening.
"Hmm..."
Just as he was about to explain to the disciples, the orange tree slightly trembled, quietly thickening a bit...
Crack!
The restrictor was triggered!
Blades inside the ring sprang out!
With muffled sounds, they forcefully sliced into the bark!
Bai Mo hadn’t yet spoken when he heard another "crack"!
The blade that sliced into the bark split into two pieces, forcibly splitting the newly cut wound!
The foxes immediately became excited, shaking their heads and dancing around the tree!
"Eeeeee!"
"Aaooo!"
"Eeeeee!"
... On Fox Mountain, they have plenty of special metal, arranging several restrictors per tree; this grove would no longer need care from the fellow disciples!
Bai Mo looked at the restrictor, imagining it slicing into a criminal’s muscle and then propping open the wound with the blades...
And then looked at the orange tree bark, being propped open by the blade, revealing the white stems inside...
His expression instantly turned peculiar.
This indeed works, it truly limits the thickening of the tree!
Po Po Rain jumped into the master’s embrace with a swoosh, gesturing and speaking in fox language.
"Eeeeee, aaoooaoooaooo..."
Upon seeing this restrictor for the first time, it immediately thought of this grove of orange trees!
With the restrictor in place, it could work elsewhere, it could develop medicine farms, dig into literature, or delve into technology at the workshop, all of which made it very happy.
