Free Web NovelChapter 584: Chapter 319: Ancient Immortal’s Military Tactics, A Lesson for the West State Boss! (Part 2)
Seeing the master guarding a full tripod of Black Ghost Eyes, a tripod full of blinking, wriggling Black Ghost Eyes, he reached in with the Pill Fire-burning hand!
Hiss!
Whoosh...
The Pill Fire instantly ignited, enveloping the entire Great Tripod, enveloping all the Black Ghost Eyes!
Bai Mo maintained a blank expression, fully focused, and began to use the Pill Fire to manipulate the nerve bundles of the Black Ghost Eyes, linking them together!
"There should be no problem!
"Using the characteristics of the Black Ghost Eyes, combined with the task scheduling algorithm learned in the present world, the neural network algorithm, organizing these Black Ghost Eyes to transform them into a more powerful computing machine!"
As the Pill Fire burned, the Black Ghost Eyes in the Great Tripod gradually sprouted nerve bundles, like seeds, and under the refining of the Pill Fire, they followed Bai Mo’s will, weaving, welding, and growing together!
The originally independent Black Ghost Eyes in the Great Tripod were thus connected by nerve bundles, transforming into an entangled whole!
Big Flower Arm and Hu Toujian, while preparing on the side, whispered and secretly discussed.
"Whimper whimper whimper, howl howl howl?"
...Looking at the connected nerve bundles of each Black Ghost Eye, don’t they resemble stringy natto?
Both foxes tilted their heads, smirking mischievously.
Shortly, this tripod’s refining was complete.
"Very good, computing machine, Ghost Eye Three, first one, complete!"
Bai Mo withdrew his hand, extinguishing the Pill Fire.
"Pour in Hundred Flowers Juice! Two buckets!"
Big Flower Arm and Hu Toujian immediately each held a bucket of Hundred Flowers Juice, jumped up to the tripod’s mouth, and poured it inside.
This Hundred Flowers Juice is a specialty of Fox Mountain, refined from more than two hundred types of flowers, with a texture similar to honey but even more fragrant and sweet. In Fox Mountain, it is considered an obsolete food material... After all, it’s too sweet and bad for teeth if eaten too much!
The master said, from now on, this substance will be Ghost Eye Three’s fodder.
The two foxes shook out the last stringy Hundred Flowers Juice from the buckets, pouring it cleanly into the tripod to feed the wriggling Ghost Eye Three, thinking that these Black Ghost Eyes, working in Fox Mountain, truly hit the jackpot this time! Previously, they lived under the elements, barely filling their stomachs, but now they’re having Hundred Flowers Juice!
Watching them being roasted by the master’s Pill Fire until they emit smoke and tremble, they must feel particularly warm and comfortable!
Bai Mo stood by, Divine Sense spreading like the wind, observing the reaction of Ghost Eye Three after drinking the Hundred Flowers Juice, doing a simple test of their computing power...
"Hmm, not bad!
"The twelve tripods of Black Ghost Eyes accumulated in Fox Mountain recently, made into twelve Ghost Eye Threes, providing computational power that’s just enough to be used!"
He smiled and went to the next Great Tripod, his hand blazing with Pill Fire, inserted into the wriggling heap of Ghost Eyes.
Hiss!
...
Whoosh...
The wind blew, and on the wildly growing grasslands, the dense grass blades stirred up waves.
Since the rampage of the Black Ghost Eyes, these herbs have lost their medicinal power, stopped bearing fruit, ceased reproduction, growing taller and sturdier, having already transformed into a sea of herbs over two meters deep, capable of engulfing people!
Swoosh!
Under the giant grass, Ancient Immortal Que Shi pinched out a Black Ghost Eye from beneath the leaves.
She straightened up, tucking it into her left-hand pocket.
Behind her, the mustachioed man was reporting the latest developments of the present world.
"...We’ve received word, the Immortal Committee has already developed the recipe for Traitor’s Wine.
"Using leaves from the present world, not particularly rare ones, they’re ordinary commodities.
"Including Taihang Cliff Cypress, White Mountain Beauty Pine, and West Ridge Fir.
"As of now, the Immortal Committee has started deploying, sending special teams into these mountain ranges to protect, manage, and develop these tree species.
"There’s also a considerable quantity of these trees. For instance, this fir is distributed across hundreds of miles of West Ridge’s forest belt, making sabotage quite difficult.
"Anyway... it doesn’t really concern us. The Gu Dao path over there isn’t looking too good.
"The Dark World contacted me to convey to you that if you have any way to ruin the plan for Traitor’s Wine, the Gu Master path is willing to pay you a reward."
Ancient Immortal Que Shi grasped the cloth bag, squeezing the Black Ghost Eyes packed inside.
"Method? Quite coincidentally, I have one.
"Go tell them, I want Wang Fangyue!
"Wang Fangyue is in West State Prison. Have them rescue Wang Fangyue for me!"
The mustachioed man furrowed his brows, responding verbally.
But deep down, he was amazed... This condition set by the Ancient Immortal, isn’t it too outrageous?
Wang Fangyue isn’t held elsewhere; she’s in West State!
Who would risk their life to rescue her?
This is no joke, right?
The Ancient Immortal looked back at the mustachioed man, his murky, old eyes casting a cold glance.
"Ha, you think I’m asking for the moon?
"Tell them I’m not in a hurry.
"When West State changes, if they can rescue Wang Fangyue along the way, that would be fine!"
Waiting for West State to change?
What does that mean?
The mustachioed man nodded, abstaining from further inquiry or remarks, and promptly vanished from this dream realm to deliver the message in the present world.
...
"Huh?"
Bai Mo guarded the newly refined another Ghost Eye Three, guarding this full tripod of wriggling threaded eyeballs, his expression suddenly changed.
Swoosh!
He struck with a blade-hand, plunging into the interior of Ghost Eye Three!
Pffft!
He grabbed a writhing, twisted, and foul meat-like aggregation of Ghost Eyes.
This aggregation was composed of over a hundred Ghost Eyes, joined by threads, conspicuously turning blood-red, trembling and twisting as if it had gone mad!
The foxes gathered around to take a look.
"Ying ying ying?"
"Ao ao ao?"
What’s going on?
Did the Hundred Flowers Juice get so sweet it spoiled them?
Bai Mo frowned.
"These... these 157 Black Ghost Eyes have mutated... this part of the aggregation can’t provide computational power.
"Instead, they are chaotically overrun with erratic thoughts, frantically running amok.
"This aggregation is a Mad Brain, it has completely gone insane!"
The foxes looked at the Mad Brain, then at their master.
There’s so many Black Ghost Eyes, losing this small bunch shouldn’t matter, right?
Bai Mo’s face was grim.
"This... the appearance of this Mad Brain might not be a coincidence.
"Black Ghost Eyes are originally independent entities, connecting them to increase computational power does have a probability of creating Mad Brains.
"But it seems like... that probability is higher than I imagined?
"If too many Mad Brains appear, does it mean there won’t be enough computational power for system upgrades?"
...
Two hours later.
The twelve tripods of Ghost Eyes produced seven Ghost Eye Three devices.
And five great tripods were filled with blood-red, writhing Mad Brains.
Bai Mo and several disciples exchanged worried glances.
"Are... our Black Ghost Eyes actually insufficient?"
This thing can be cultivated independently on Fox Mountain... but the nutritional requirements are too specific, only produced when the future of Immortal Grass is sealed.
In other words, ordinary nutrients can’t cultivate Black Ghost Eyes.
If this thing wants to divide, it can only exchange it for the future of Immortal Grass!
"Ying ying ying!"
"Ao ao ao!"
Big Flower Arm and Hu Toujian carried the box for collecting Ghost Eyes from the present world.
Coincidentally, today was collection day.
Bai Mo sighed.
"The Black Ghost Eyes provided by the Ancient Immortal daily aren’t in large quantities either.
"It can’t fill these five tripod-sized holes in a short time!
"Never mind, you all go take a trip first!"
...
Dream Immortal Realm.
The burly man with a beard returned.
"Master, they agreed!
"They said if there’s an opportunity, they’d help us save Senior Sister Fangyue.
"So what’s your plan..."
Ancient Immortal Que Shi sat cross-legged on the ground, grinning, his face full of wrinkles.
"Hey, the plan is simple, still using Black Ghost Eyes!
"I’ve agreed with several other fellows of the Alchemy Path, today we’ll all go to the present world, deploying Black Ghost Eyes, specifically targeting the White Mountain today, to destroy the White Mountain Beauty Pine!"
The burly man with a beard was somewhat perplexed.
"Master... this... uh... aren’t we deploying them daily?"
Ancient Immortal Que Shi sneered.
"The daily deployments are all dealt with by the West State Boss.
"He must be quite smug, thinking we’re only using attrition tactics, deploying a little each day to exhaust him.
"But... we do use strategy occasionally!
"The previous deployments of Black Ghost Eyes were just to numb him, to make him misjudge our true level.
"Actually, we have stored quite a number of Ghost Eyes, waiting for the chance to give him a fierce blow, a large-scale attack!"
The Ancient Immortal pulled out a pouch from his waist, opened it for his disciple to see.
The burly man with a beard cast his gaze into the pouch and saw it was a Spatial-type Immortal Artifact, A Mustard Seed Containing Mount Sumeru!
The space inside was vast, filled densely with one Black Ghost Eye after another, like a sea!
The Ancient Immortal grinned, a smile as eerie as a ghost’s cry.
"Hehehe.
"He can handle the daily trickling stream.
"Today we’ll release an ocean, let him witness it!
"We old fellows will throw all the stored Black Ghost Eyes into the present world!
"I want to see how much he has saved, how much he’s prepared, let’s see what he has to block this!"
