Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

In the office.

The fox apprentice, Jujube Cake, lay sprawling on the master’s desk, belly up, eyes squinting, a face full of bliss.

Today, I didn’t manage to scrounge a meal at the industrial park and returned to West University cafeteria instead for a carefree, satisfying meal!

"Ah, yes, I understand this."

Bai Mo sat on a chair nearby, on the phone with Professor Zhang.

On the other end of the line, Professor Zhang sighed deeply.

"...The scale of the Immortal Grass industry is growing, relying solely on our Immortal Committee is definitely unrealistic.

"Funding is not the main issue here.

"Speaking purely in terms of manpower, our organizational management skills aren’t that strong.

"Furthermore, apart from Immortal Grass, there are several other avenues with related industries.

"Introducing civilian forces is a necessity.

"I just didn’t expect that this force would have quite a bit of hidden intrigue."

Professor Zhang gave a wry smile.

Bai Mo also grinned.

Then he heard Professor Zhang continue from the other end of the line.

"Many thanks to Expert Bai Mo for this time!

"Later on, I’ll personally handle matters and review all processes and standards involved in the industry’s supply chain."

Professor Zhang was able to handle the Sequence Nine recipes within the industry.

The industry is full of processes and standards, making the sorting workload immense... But Professor Zhang didn’t mind it at all, as he was already a workaholic. Such tasks were essentially no big deal for him.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Mo took a sip of hot tea, relaxed his mood, leaned back on the chair, and closed his eyes again.

On the side, Fang Xiaoyu was writing a document and stole a glance... She noticed that Expert Bai Mo had been reading fewer papers lately and sleeping more.

On the desk, the fox apprentice, Jujube Cake, squinted slyly at the master, grinning, and leapt into the master’s arms, burrowing under the master’s lab coat, revealing only a head, with triangular ears pressed against the master’s chest, asleep blissfully.

Bai Mo held the apprentice, continuing to ponder the connection between several knowledge containers.

"It’s not just the experience gained from cultivating herbs.

"I’ve had plenty of experience in the alchemy process over the past few years."

In his mind, seven Great Tripods appeared, forming a circle, gently swaying, spinning, floating and sinking.

"When handling Celestial Thistle, the fibers at the stem and leaf junction must be specially peeled away."

Recalling this, his Stem Container and Leaf Container resonated with each other.

"Handling Bitter Buddha Lotus Seeds requires crushing the seeds within the fruit, which also has its intricacies..."

Recalling the diffuse green bitterness of Bitter Buddha Lotus Seeds, his Fruit Container and Seed Container swapped positions in the circle of containers.

Like this, he held the apprentice, contemplating, calculating bit by bit.

In his mind, one thing after another came flooding in, all the Immortal Grass he had grown and processed over the years.

Though his eyes were closed, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth... Because he discovered that while revisiting old knowledge, he was awakened to new insights.

"Is this what ’reviewing the old to learn the new’ means?"

Time ticked by.

Fang Xiaoyu wrote one document, then a few more.

Wu Qingyun finished writing her advanced math homework, then took out her mechanics homework, and began to battle with it in misery!

The fox apprentice lay in the master’s arms, curled up in the master’s lab coat, already awake but refusing to leave, eyes darting around, looking quite happy, occasionally rubbing her head against the master.

Meanwhile, Bai Mo opened his eyes.

He was no longer recalling those Immortal Grass.

Because... in his mind, the seven Great Tripods had already adjusted their order, arranged positions, forming a circle, rotating slowly, floating and sinking. They were still separate, yet seemed to have some strange connection, some bond, some response, becoming a more harmonious and satisfactory whole.

Bai Mo didn’t quite understand.

"Linking knowledge is certainly good.

"But what’s the point of this organizational form of knowledge containers? Is there any saying about it?"

He temporarily didn’t know, so he couldn’t be bothered to think more.

The sky was nearing dusk, and outside the window, he could see more people heading toward the cafeteria.

Bai Mo held the apprentice, straightened up, ready to call Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun for dinner, when suddenly his Spiritual Sense stirred.

"Oh?"

...

Immortal Involvement Prison, interrogation room.

Here, it remains a monotonous pure white: white walls, white floors, beneath a white ceiling are white chairs.

Little Mushroom sat under the shadowless lamp, head hung, body curled up, face like gold paper, breath like a feeble thread.

He was the heir of the Immortal Thief Stream, the apprentice of Miao Shou Immortal, junior brother of Yangpeng Lake, once gloriously radiant.

But on that night, after the Immortal Thief Stream’s downfall, he was captured by the Immortal Committee, reduced to a prisoner, and locked in this Pure White Prison.

"Don’t bother wasting effort; I won’t say anything."

He indeed knew crucial secrets!

But those were the hopes of the Immortal Thief Stream’s resurgence; his master Miao Shou Ancient Immortal would not permit him to speak.

At this moment, in his mind, his master Miao Shou Ancient Immortal was staring at him fiercely, forbidding him to utter a single word!

"You can’t say it, can’t say it!

"Little Mushroom, grit your teeth and endure a while longer, stay alive!

"Once the Immortal Thief Stream resurges, you can regain freedom, can enjoy wealth and glory!

"Your junior brother is already in the Dark World... "

At the mention of his other apprentice, Miao Shou Ancient Immortal suddenly paused.

He turned to look at a certain place, sensing for a moment.

His eyes gradually turned red, tears slowly streaming.

From the speaker in the interrogation room, Song Yin’s voice sounded.

"We’ve received intelligence; over there in the Dark World, a batch of remnants from the Immortal Thief Stream has been captured."