svetikya Chapter 520 - 288: The Immortal Grass Experimental Class’s Bull-and-Horse Radar (Part 2)
Chapter 520 - 288: The Immortal Grass Experimental Class’s Bull-and-Horse Radar (Part 2)
"This thing has no medicinal properties.
"It is a part of the leaves that couldn’t adapt to the environment, consuming nutrients in vain, but has no benefit for the tree’s growth.
"If it has any merit, its texture is really tender! Its taste is really fresh!
"Bring it back to the cafeteria, marinate it with soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, sesame, minced garlic, Sichuan pepper, and chili oil; it will be especially delicious!"
Snow Exploration Claw took a gulp of saliva, with a serious expression, fixating on the leaf in the master’s hand, looking left and right.
It fiddled with its Fox Claw, calculating today’s picking task... estimating that by mid-afternoon, all would be picked!
It instantly beamed with joy, grabbing the leaf from the master’s hand.
"Ying ying ying, ao ao ao!"
Before this evening, not a single long leaf would remain in this ironwood apricot grove!
...
The night was deep, the wind howling.
In the grand hall of the dormitory on Fox Mountain, a group of foxes donned in white tall hats was guarding bottles and jars of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, researching how to season the newly picked apricot leaves.
More senior disciples were guarding the perimeter, each dutifully sacrificing rest to help taste, participate in the trial dishes, and assist with seasoning the dish.
Snow Exploration Claw and Wind-Seeking Claw, the two fox apprentices, stayed by the master’s side, viewing the documents excavated during the day.
Snow Exploration Claw occasionally twitched its nose, sniffing at its paws.
"Ying ying ying!"
The leaves were indeed very fresh; until now, there was still a strange fresh taste on the paws it had used to pick the leaves!
Wind-Seeking Claw leaned its head on the master’s shoulder, viewing the texts together.
"Hmm... the Ancient Immortal Dynasty had quite a variety of studies on leaves."
Bai Mo pondered as he watched, sometimes noting down records.
Leaves from tens of millions of years ago and today’s leaves, though vastly different, offered much insight when compared.
"This stack is finished.
"What’s the next stack?"
Bai Mo picked up a new stack of copper plates, seeing the contents had indeed changed, turning into the Cyan Moon Pill Palace’s affairs documents and some bizarre legends.
He grinned, feeling that his apprentices’ ability to compile documents had grown stronger than before!
One copper plate after another was quickly reviewed until Bai Mo stopped at one.
"Eh?
"The Ghost Gate Festival of the Array Kingdom?
"Records concerning the Ghost Gate Festival?"
[... Every time the Ghost Gate Festival in the Array Kingdom approaches, various countries would dispatch envoys to join in the celebrations...]
[... Fore, during, and post Ghost Gate Festival, amounting to nine days, the Array Kingdom will completely seal the country, locking its borders, prohibiting entry...]
[... The means by which they seal the country is through a Great Maze Array, a formation that’s impossible to penetrate; any attempt to proceed inward will inevitably return one to the starting point...]
Bai Mo clicked his tongue in wonder as he read.
"This Array Path seems so roundabout, far less grounded than the Alchemy Dao."
The two apprentices beside him nodded their pudgy heads slightly, fully agreeing with the master’s words!
Despite having no clue what the Array Path even looked like...
[... Legend has it that someone once exploited a loophole in the Great Maze Array, entering a village in the Array Kingdom during the Ghost Gate Festival...]
[... The village was eerily quiet, with each household lying motionless on the ground, on wooden planks, without breath, without heartbeat, their bodies cold, seemingly dead...]
Bai Mo furrowed his brows.
Is this real or fake?
Could it be a rumor?
[... Every village was like this, everyone was dead...]
[... On the roads between villages, there were strange vehicles carrying strange people, singing strange songs, wearing strange clothes, dancing strange dances...]
The document stopped there, with the rest of the words too blurry, unreadable.
Bai Mo couldn’t quite understand... The large Array Kingdom is, of course, impossible for everyone to perish; that’s not realistic.
Unable to comprehend, he didn’t bother thinking further.
The depths of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty were profound, with numerous peculiar holidays, customs, legends, and taboos, messier than novels of the current era.
And what’s more frightening, current novels are fake, but the pile of stuff from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, its truth is hard to say.
"Tsk, quite mysterious."
...
Morning.
When Bai Mo, accompanied by bodyguards and a secretary, carrying his apprentice Snow Exploration Claw, arrived in front of Professor Ye’s door, the scolding from inside was already audible.
"Really damn stupid, haven’t woken up, have you? You can even misread these characters?
"Total flavonoids, terpene lactones, nine characters in total, see how many you’ve got wrong?
"With this demeanor, what qualifies you to come to university?
"Cough cough cough..."
Bai Mo waited for the old man to temporarily cease-fire before knocking on the door.
Seeing Professor Ye dressed in a dirt-yellow tattered jacket opening the door, he grinned upon seeing Bai Mo.
"Expert Bai Mo is here again?
"Welcome, welcome!"
Although the old man’s mouth said welcome, his body blocked the door completely, intending no passage.
"Uh, could I trouble you with something?
"These postgraduates are way too slow at entering theses, both clumsy and lethargic, producing no output.
"Expert Bai Mo, renowned for your prowess, could you help me find a few sharper ones..."
Bai Mo’s expression turned peculiar.
What’s this old man implying?
Yesterday helping him settle the Centennial Orchid earned a day of reading.
Today, to help him find laborers is required for another day?
"Uh..."
Just as he was about to say something, Fang Xiaoyu subtly tugged on his sleeve.
"Uh... Please wait a moment, let me inquire first."
...
In the corner of the corridor in the biology building, Fang Xiaoyu panted, patting his chest in relief.
"Luckily, you didn’t agree right away!
"This old man’s mouth is too foul; no one wants to help him with his work.
"Throughout West University, undergraduates, graduates, and doctoral students don’t want to come!
"Those few inside have been tricked already, coerced by the dean, not daring to escape.
"This favor is not easy to assist."
Beside him, Wu Qingyun’s expression appeared vacant, but there was a hint of surprise in his gaze.
Snow Exploration Claw squatted on the master’s shoulder, with a solemn expression on its fox face.
It really wanted to go!
But unfortunately, it was just a fox, unable to recognize words...
Bai Mo also felt conflicted.
"This indeed seems quite troublesome.
"For other tasks, you can just spend a little money, and hire someone to do it.
"For this task, not just anyone can handle it; it requires someone well-versed in culture to take it on.
"But who in the cultural sector wants to be scolded like a grandson every day?"
Suddenly, Bai Mo’s phone buzzed, he opened it to find a message from Wan Bocheng.
[Expert Bai Mo, I heard you’re back at West University, in the biology building these days?]
[What’re you busy with?]
[Need classmates to assist?]
Huh?
What’s with this guy, Wan Bocheng?
Before during the electron microscope project, staying up all nights helping him observe plant pheromones.
And now, wanting to aid in doing hard labor again?
Does he possess a labor radar?
Bai Mo smacked his lips, responding with an explanation of the situation.
[...you can inquire first, then decide whether to come or not]
To his surprise, there was an immediate reply.
[We’ve long heard about this old man, just have one question for you, does he have real stuff?]
Bai Mo pondered before replying.
[Real stuff, he indeed has, and quite a lot]
[His scolding is genuinely harsh too]
[If anyone in your class truly wishes to come, consider thoroughly first]
...
Squeak...
The door opened, and just after finishing a round of scolding, Professor Ye’s face was still darkened, but he saw a crowd in the corridor and was equally puzzled.
"All students from the Immortal Grass Experimental Class have arrived."
The old man was stunned momentarily, then broke into a grin.
He suspected that the kids from the Immortal Grass Experimental Class perhaps studied until they became dumb, were too isolated from information, or hadn’t heard of his notorious name, Ye the Big Sprayer?
Bai Mo also had his doubts, speculating whether this group of classmates only read the first half of the final message?
In the office, several laborer postgraduates also directed their gazes out, each extraordinarily moved, tears almost streaming!
New laborers had arrived, ready to share in the storm!
Wan Bocheng and the others turned their eyes towards Professor Ye, eyeing the stacks of books, the drawings, the specimens in the office, revealing a confident smile!
Being scolded?
So what?
They’re all aspiring to become great scientists!
They possess the world’s most advanced brains!
And the armor protecting their minds is a sturdy skull and a tenacious face!