Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Whoosh...

The fierce wind blew over Fox Mountain.

In the Ghost Eye Machine Room, lumps of Ghost Eyes soaked in pools of Hundred Flowers Juice.

Bai Mo sat beside the desk in the center of the machine room, guarding the computer, sometimes flipping through notes, sometimes jotting down inspirations. At times, his Divine Sense spread like the wind, distributing computational tasks to the clusters of Ghost Eye servers.

"Let’s give it a try... With the help of these Ghost Eye servers, developing the latter half of the Cyan Flower Rain Great Immortal Technique while calculating and simulating isn’t too exhausting."

He took a sip of hot tea, picked up a pen, touched the tablet, and continued to write and draw.

In the machine room, pipes transported fresh Hundred Flowers Juice to the pools, providing nourishment for the clusters of Ghost Eyes.

These Ghost Eyes, immersed in full contemplation and deduction, squirmed and fluttered while absorbing sugar and occasionally flickering.

Whirring... A little chubby red fox was pushing a cart, tail upturned, running around the machine room.

It’s Braised Pork Bun, the newly appointed machine room maintenance engineer!

Seeing a lump of Ghost Eye, most eyeballs were closed, seemingly too tired, too sleepy, about to fall asleep.

"Whimper whimper whimper!"

It swiftly pushed the cart forward, stared intently for a while, confirming this cluster of Ghost Eye was indeed exhausted.

Then it took a bottle of medicinal soup from the cart and poured it "splash" into the pool, feeding the Ghost Eye.

This soup is called "Red Bull"!

The name was given by its master, a bit peculiar.

But the effect is undeniable, after pouring down a bottle and shaking off the last few drops, the big lump of Ghost Eye soaking in the pool immediately perked up!

Having successfully completed its maintenance task, Braised Pork Bun proudly pushed the cart, chest up, tail swaying, leaving to continue patrol.

Thinking how fortunate these Ghost Eyes are to come to Fox Mountain, not only having grand work positions but also getting to drink Red Bull when tired or sleepy!

...

Whirring... Another chubby fox, pushing a cart, patrolled quickly between pools and clusters of Ghost Eyes in the machine room’s right section.

It’s Black Sugar Bun, the second newly appointed maintenance engineer!

Seeing a cluster of Ghost Eye ahead strangely emitting smoke?

"Howl howl howl?"

It pushed the cart forward, squinted its fox eyes, and observed closely. Seeing Ghost Eye eggs squirming, flickering, sporadically exuding faint white smoke, or tendrils of black smoke.

Fox Claw moved closer, feeling the temperature was odd... too hot!

This situation was discussed by the master previously, and it knew how to handle it!

Immediately, it scooped out two large scoops of crushed ice from the cart’s refrigerator, "splash" into the pool, cooling down these Black Ghost Eyes!

Waiting until the Black Ghost Eyes stopped smoking, resumed flickering, and began efficient work again, it smirked sideways, pushed the cart, swung its tail, and left proudly to continue patrol.

Indeed, foxes as maintenance engineers are quite professional!

...

Inside the brightly lit great hall.

Yangpeng Lake sat on the bed, Miao Shou Immortal sat on the chair by the bed.

The two each extended their hands, holding each other’s wrists.

Both of them gazed into each other’s eyes.

Both were chanting softly.

Those were murmured whispers, like tongues mixing out random syllables, but if listened closely, seemingly containing endless information.

Yangpeng Lake strained, sweating on his forehead, skin slick, expression rigid, eyes bloodshot, like a machine running at its limit, already overburdened.

Miao Shou Ancient Immortal seemed much more at ease, while "being stolen", still muttering softly, conveying information, occasionally having leisure to glance at the computer screen beside, watching the newfound data leap out. And based on the data prompts, adjusted his Immortal Technique.

Having this computer, he indeed felt much lighter!

Performing Immortal Techniques only needed to provide the framework and ideas, the specific calculations, the combative deductions, all could be handed over to the computer.

"Three six six eight zero five four, or operate..."

He saw a new output, adjusting the Immortal Technique.

Looking again at his apprentice sitting opposite, only to see Yangpeng Lake’s chubby face had blood tears flowing, eyes blood-red, with two long red tear streaks on his cheeks!

Grasping Yangpeng Lake’s wrist, he felt Yangpeng Lake’s pulse increasingly fast, increasingly chaotic, increasingly weak, increasingly faint!

This is...

Miao Shou Ancient Immortal turned again to the computer screen.

Seeing the program running log suddenly output vast areas of red error messages.

[Traceback: File "/usr/bin..."]

[Traceback: File "/usr/bin..."]

"The Immortal Technique I’m deducing, has a bug?"

Miao Shou Ancient Immortal continued to grip his apprentice’s wrist, not releasing.

His muttered whispers did not cease.

Continuing to pour his Great Immortal Technique into the apprentice.

He didn’t know what this bug was.

It might be a program error, it might be a framework bug, it might be a memory leak, or... this batch of CPUs and graphics cards stolen from the present world, were poisoned!

But once the Great Immortal Technique of Thief Skill is unleashed, it cannot be stopped.

Like a computer’s hard disk and processor can’t be hot-swapped, a large download task can’t be interrupted midway... this Thief Skill is even worse, once interrupted halfway, the massive redundant junk information in Yangpeng Lake’s mind would render him an idiot!

Miao Shou Ancient Immortal didn’t panic.

The so-called bug was merely an uncertain variance arising from deduction.

This variance might lead to a bad result, but, it might also lead to a good result!

All depends on luck!

Although...

Leading to a bad result was almost inevitable.

The possibility of leading to a good result was nearly nil.

But sometimes, some existences can change luck, can pluck the strings of fate!