Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

They decided that if the master didn’t move tonight, they wouldn’t move either, maintaining this posture and occupying the prime spot to sleep together with the master tonight!

Gently touching the chubby necks of his two disciples, Bai Mo looked at the pitch-black ceiling, recalling that eerie sense of disharmony before.

"Clearly, I’ve studied the six major knowledge areas of plants, in addition to the field of neurology that I initiated.

"But my intuition always senses disharmony.

"It’s like something is missing from my studies?

"What exactly is going on here?"

While pondering, Bai Mo suddenly caught the scent of wine. His scalp tingled as he saw Moon Belly’s smiling face appearing above him.

"Ying ying ying!"

Moon Belly was thrilled, offering the master a drink it just concocted!

This was a glass of cherry syrup, orange juice, mini tomato, crispy sweet-taro dumplings, and deep-fried meatballs wine.

With a dry laugh, Bai Mo sat up, patted Moon Belly’s chubby head, and took the glass.

"Oh, this..."

He took a sip.

"Hmm?"

Surprisingly, the taste wasn’t particularly bizarre? It seemed just like orange juice mixed with wine brew?

It turns out, the syrup and orange juice in this drink had different densities and separated into layers, so the flavors didn’t blend.

The mini tomatoes, crispy sweet-taro dumplings, and deep-fried meatballs added in all maintained their independence without getting soggy, nor did they release any strange flavors.

Every element in the drink was relatively independent, essentially not mixing with each other.

Black Earrings and White Earrings looked at the glass of wine and exchanged a glance with Moon Belly.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Aoo aoo aoo!"

"Ying ying ying!"

They all admitted Moon Belly’s wine was quite good!

But neither of them would ever believe their bartending skills would be inferior!

When it’s their turn to make drinks for the master, they swear they’d present an even better and more creative wine!

However, witnessing the master drink this glass of wine, it seemed he was in a daze, as if something occurred to him?

Just then, Bai Mo, holding the glass, slowly realized.

"Right... roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruits, seeds, and nerves, studying plants from such a perspective is certainly feasible.

"However, in specific plants, these areas do not exist independently. They co-exist and function together, and there exists a mechanism of mutual interaction among them.

"The place where I feel disharmony, the place that’s not yet perfect, could it be... that I haven’t managed to connect the knowledge of these areas?"

With a smile, Bai Mo patted Moon Belly on the head and drank up the odd-tasting wine, swallowing down the mini tomatoes, crispy sweet-taro dumplings, and deep-fried meatballs in it.

"This wine is not bad!"

After saying that, he lay down again, with his disciples snuggling into his embrace, starting to think once more.

"I’ve come into contact with way too many kinds of plants.

"How are the various parts of them connected?

"Let’s sort it out slowly."

Thinking this, Bai Mo gazed at the ceiling, recalling, contemplating.

The few disciples didn’t know what the master was thinking, only knowing to snuggle up to him occasionally, nudging with their heads.

They didn’t know, nor could they see, that in the master’s eyes, seven Great Tripods were gradually appearing, each taking shape.

"In Dragon Snake Grass, the connection between its stem and leaves is quite special..."

Once clarified, the containers of the stem and leaves echoed over distances, as if there was some newfound connection between them.

"In Sword Casting Immortal Root, a peculiar connection formed between its roots and stem..."

Once clarified, the containers of the roots and stem vibrated in unison, as if sharing a newfound bond.

"In Crystal Green Beans, the interactions between its fruits and seeds are actually quite complex..."

Once clarified, the containers of the fruit and seed spun simultaneously, as if there was a newfound tacit understanding between them.

Within the large hall of the dormitory, joyous calls from the foxes occasionally echoed.

In Bai Mo’s mind, however, bolts of lightning were flashing, sparking out flames.

The organization and sorting of knowledge are also processes of learning.

Once knowledge from different fields is linked, they can also verify each other.

The more he organized, the more he understood, the clearer it became.

And every time he recalled a type of grass, every time he figured out a connection, unique associations would form between his knowledge containers, with each Great Tripod either vibrating, spinning, or gently adjusting its position.

Before he knew it, bedtime was approaching.

"Ying ying ying!"

Hua la!

White Earrings helped the master spread out the quilt, covering him.

"Ying ying ying!"

Moon Belly lay on the master’s belly, striking a comfortable pose.

"Ying ying ying!"

Black Earrings pulled out the arm tucked behind the master’s head so that it could hold its plump body.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Aoo aoo aoo!"

The foxes called out joyfully, rushing towards the master’s bed!

Those who ran the fastest nestled right next to the master!

Those who ran slower were a bit farther out!

Soon, centered around the master, they formed a fluffy Fox Mountain.

Then the foxes, listening to the whistling wind outside the hall, either leaning against the master or watching him, each closed their eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.

Bai Mo grinned, hugging Black Earrings tightly, and patted White Earrings, pausing his train of thought.

"Let’s sleep first, work after waking up."

He fluffed the pillow, creating a comfortable nest in it, feeling Bai Taiyang’s head leaning in, pressing against his forehead.

Wearing a smile, he fell into a peaceful sleep.

...

Autumn wind blew, yellow leaves flying.

In the northern suburbs of West State, at the entrance of the Immortal Grass Industrial Park, a balloon arch was set up with a banner hanging above it.

[Welcome Expert Bai Mo to Guide Our Work]

A group of bald-headed, suit-wearing entrepreneurs stood in the wind, waiting anxiously.

"They should be arriving soon, right?"

"It’s a bit cold today, how much longer are we going to wait?"

"Impatient? You can go back, hahaha, no need to wait."

"Heh, that’s not gonna happen, I definitely have to wait for Expert Bai Mo today."

In this industrial park, there are a total of one hundred and twenty companies, all suppliers within the Immortal Grass industry chain.

They don’t belong to the Immortal Committee; they are private enterprises.

"Isn’t your family handling orders for the Traitor’s Wine Factory?"

"Yes, we’re making Clear Wind Reagent for them."

"That’s quite impressive!"

"Impressive? In our park, there are at least eight companies making Clear Wind Reagent.

"But I must say, ever since taking orders from the Traitor’s Wine Factory, our factory’s product sales have just skyrocketed!

"Many manufacturers from Beihai, Dongguo, and Heluo like to order from us."

"Hehehe."

"Hehehehe."

On the outermost edge of this group, a bald, thin middle-aged man stood nervously, holding the hand of his son.

"You... you still know Expert Bai Mo, right?"

His son, Wang Xiaodong, hurriedly nodded.

"Know him! Of course, I know him!

"He’s been handsome since he was young, with excellent grades, always topping the class. Nowadays, he’s frequently on the news, hard not to know!"

Wang Xiaodong was Bai Mo’s classmate in elementary school, in the class next door.

Mr. Wang sighed.

"I’m not sure if he still knows you. If he does, things might go a bit smoother."

Wang Xiaodong patted his father’s arm.

"Don’t worry!"

Mr. Wang couldn’t help but laugh!

"He definitely doesn’t know me!

"He never talked or listened in class; he was either reading or taking a nap. He didn’t even know his classmates well, let alone me."

Mr. Wang’s smile froze on his face; if there weren’t so many people around, he might have wanted to give his son a loving punch.

He couldn’t help but curse with a smile.

"Darn it, learning to hold your breath, huh?"

As the group was waiting anxiously, a line of three official cars approached swiftly and parked by the roadside.

From the front and rear cars, Immortal Technique Committee members in uniforms stepped out first, some armed with guns, others with swords, with stern faces that were intimidating.

The door of the middle car opened with a "whoosh".

Secretary Fang Xiaoyu and bodyguard Wu Qingyun got out first, standing on either side.

Wearing a white coat with his fox disciple Jujube Cake, also in a white coat, perched on his shoulder, Bai Mo was the last to get out of the car, accompanied by a crowd of Immortal Technique Committee members, looking over at them.

Seeing such a scene, the entrepreneurs hesitated instead.

Each of them was at a crossroads, wondering if they should go up and shake hands?

Bai Mo, however, smiled warmly, took the initiative to step forward, and extended his hand.

"In such cold weather, there’s no need to wait for me here, everyone is too kind!"