The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

The night was deep and the wind was howling.

In the main hall of the dormitory, a group of foxes gathered together to discuss their experience in organizing documents.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

The white-faced man has been working in the warehouse for a long time, and has been exposed to various documents, various copper plates, and various slates for a long time. Now, as the main lecturer, he stands in the middle of the circle, pulling a few boards, talking nonsense, and gesticulating. He even got a branch and used it as a pointer.

The other foxes gathered in a circle, their ears pricked up, their eyes widened, their furry faces set, their dark red eyes full of seriousness!

They even held the slate and sometimes scratched it with their fingernails, taking notes in their own way.

Recently, Fox Mountain’s excavation industry has achieved a comprehensive upgrade!

Quanquan Hu went on a business trip to the real world last time and learned the method of layered mining in mines.

With the Immortal Qi Vine Armor, the foxes can completely let themselves go...

No matter where you are, if you wear rattan armor, you dare to dig holes!

No matter what kind of cave it is, if you wear rattan armor, you dare to crawl in and explore!

After letting go of hands and feet, the efficiency of exploring the ruins has also accelerated a lot!

In addition, the workshop produces new excavators...

In addition, Master has built a large number of document cleaning machines...

As a result, the efficiency of document discovery has been greatly improved!

And they, as Master's most diligent little apprentices, most capable little helpers, and smartest little secretaries... need to learn to help Master organize documents!

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

The white-faced man had a serious expression and taught everything he had studied over the years.

Although foxes are illiterate, foxes are very cunning!

It held a copper plate and showed the rust patterns on it to the brothers.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh..."

... A qualified little secretary needs to learn to observe the direction of the rust lines on copper plates. If the lines can be put together and the patterns are similar, the content of the document will be similar. You can package it and give it to the master!

A group of fellow apprentices stared in confusion.

This makes perfect sense!

They poked their heads and looked at the copper plate in the white-faced boy's hand, as if they were trying to imprint it into the depths of their eyes.

"Ouch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

The white-faced man continued his lecture and talked about the texture of the copper plates... The copper plate pouring technology of the Guxian Dynasty was rubbish, the quality control was not strict, and the quality of the products was uneven. Therefore, copper plates with similar texture, taste, softness and hardness are often from the same batch and can be sorted together.

The foxes have opened their eyes again!

Everyone opened their mouths and couldn't close their mouths. They listened carefully and studied carefully.

Bai Mo was sitting on Simmons' bed in the middle of the dormitory hall. He looked at the white-faced boy and twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling very surprised.

"This guy... actually let him study the way out?"

Then the white-faced boy finished his lecture, and Hot Wheels jumped into the circle again, talking nonsense, making gestures, and started sharing.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

This guy actually held a stone slab with the six characters of sequence engraved on it in one claw and gestured at the writing.

Can it understand it?

This text contains a huge amount of information, and there are no universal and commonly used symbols like Arabic numerals, so it is just playing tricks... huh?

Bai Mo frowned and saw where his apprentice's paw was pointing.

It is pointing to the strokes of these words!

It doesn't recognize the writing, but just like different people's handwriting is different, and the writing written by different ancient immortals has different handwriting, it can recognize the strokes left by different ancient immortals!

The foxes in the circle who accepted the sharing all poked their heads, stared, and focused on the tip of the copper plate, thoughtfully.

Bai Mo burst out laughing.

"Good for you."

The one sitting in Master's arms today, using his head as a tablet stand for Master, is a clairvoyant, the apprentice with the best vision in Fox Mountain!

Its job is in the workshop, and it is not ready to be a secretary, but it still widens its eyes and looks from the bottom of the tablet to the small classroom of document classification...Foxes are very cunning! We all know that art is not too stressful. Maybe one day, this technology will be used?

Bai Mo grinned and continued to read his documents.

This "Plant Machinery Research Institute" is a very large organization. The documents unearthed are very mixed and varied, including everything.

“Is this... a machine idea to try and make cow feed out of cow dung?

"What do you want to do?"

"This plant wheel is intended to use plants to realize a perpetual motion machine?"

Not all of these documents come from Qingyue Dan Palace, but some are also collected by Qingyue Dan Palace and are wonderful documents in the history of plant mechanics research.

For example, there is an article that records Gu Xian’s speculations about autonomic nerves.

[Humans have nerves, animals have nerves, and so on. Is it possible that plants also have some undiscovered nerves...]

[Since ancient times, immortals have had two schools of conjecture]

[One school of thought speculates that the autonomic nerves are too delicate for us to penetrate deeply]

[One school of thought speculates that autonomic nerves are not entities, but some kind of abstract mechanism]

[The two factions conducted their own research, each came up with high opinions, falsified each other, undermined each other, and the battle lasted for thousands of years...]

Bai Mo frowned.

This looks very much like the historical wave-particle debate about the nature of light?

At one time, great scientists such as Newton, Laplace, and Einstein all believed that the essence of light is particles.

Great scientists such as Hooke and Huygens insisted that the essence of light is waves.

The two factions are studying history. You sing and I go on stage and fight for hundreds of years.

But in the end, physicists succeeded in proving that light has wave-particle duality...Light is both a wave and a particle.

Bai Mo has never studied physics, so he can't say what light is, but he does understand autonomic nerves!

In fact, both groups are right...vegetative nerves have no entity and are a mechanism for information transmission, but they do occur at the microscopic level and are extremely fibrous, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect and penetrate.

Bai Mo smacked his lips, then looked at the document in his hand, and suddenly felt it was thicker.

Regardless of whether these things are right or wrong, each stroke is the result of the painstaking pursuit of the ancient immortals for thousands of years!

He continued to browse the literature, and after flipping through a few articles, Bai Mo stopped looking.

[...I always feel that my spiritual consciousness is too rough]

[Since the Divine Consciousness of Emperor Flowing Fire can be integrated with Dan Fire, does that mean that there is actually a big gap between people's Divine Consciousness]

[Perhaps I can find an immortal whose spiritual consciousness can penetrate into the subtleties and detect vegetative nerves...]

"Huh? You have a very keen sense of smell!"

The white earring accompanying Master to read the literature next to him, his eyes lit up. Its sense of smell is also very keen. At the foot of the mountain, it can smell out what delicious food is cooked in the canteen on the mountainside!

Bai Mo smiled and touched his apprentice's neck, then continued to read.

After flipping through a few articles, I came across the final words of this ancient immortal.

[...For two hundred years, I have been on the road, exploring one Dan Palace after another, checking every newly promoted Sequence Seven]

[To this day, my head is white, my waist is bent, my skin is saggy, and my old eyes are dim, but I have never been able to find that subtle spiritual consciousness]

[My deadline is not far away, so I asked for a place at the foot of the mountain to bury the bones in the newly built Qingyue Dan Palace]

[People don’t need to know my name in the future, but please remember my work]

[If anyone can agree with me and be willing to embark on the path I have walked, continue to search, and one day get the result, I will be smiling...]

Bai Mo sighed.

"He's still an idealist!"

The literature is miscellaneous. In addition to the autobiographies of ancient immortals, there are also some studies on plants, which are of greater value to Bai Mo.

After a while, he finished reading them all.

"There's not much of value..."

Bai Mo put away the tablet and turned to the outline of knowledge he already had in this area.

"If we really want to condense the container for vegetative nerves, the current amount of knowledge... still cannot reach perfection.

"Is this going to be hard?"

It's like a tiger's claw hitting a wall. This white wall may be made of alloy, ceramics, or paper... But no matter whether it can be broken in the end, you must touch it first, press it once, and pat it twice. Only after you try it will you know.

"Let's try it first."

…

In the Xiancao Building, there is a huge laboratory with bright lights.

Several instruments have just been installed and debugged. The paint is brand new and is still reflective!

The laboratory space is obviously very large, but dozens of students are huddled in the corner subconsciously, sticking their heads and stretching their necks to look at the brand-new instruments. It was as if he was afraid of the instrument and didn't dare to get too close.

"I heard that this thing is worth seven figures?"

"Big seven digits!"

"Oh my god."

"I heard that this will be counted as a credit for entering the grass jelly experimental class."

Wanbo City and Lan Fangfang were discussing secretly.

Yang Zhan next to him frowned and whispered, "What about them? They are not from the Xiancao Experimental Class, so why are they here?"

Among the dozens of students, there were Huang Sitong and several other new faces.

Guan Yueling whispered.

"He is a top student in the School of Pharmacy, School of Medicine, and School of Biology. You can't give all the benefits to our grass jelly experimental class, right?"

Several students from the School of Medicine and School of Biology all had eager eyes, looking at the brand-new machines as if they saw a glorious future!

“Learn how to use this and put it on your resume. It’s great for appearance!”

"When you graduate, the experts from the Immortal Examination Committee will compile it, and maybe you can get extra points."

Huang Sitong didn't know anyone, so he stood alone with his head held high.

In her mind, the ancient flower pot fairy was warning her.

“Never use your spiritual sense!

"There are people from the Immortal Committee in this building. If you are discovered using your spiritual consciousness, you will be exposed.

"We are here this time just for this machine. You must learn as much as possible."

Huang Sitong already had a camera, notebook and computer ready in his schoolbag, and he responded to Master in his heart.

"Don't worry.

"After all, I am the Burning Man of Sequence Seven. These students can't compare with me."

At this moment, the door creaked.

A group of people wearing white coats filed in.

The person walking at the front was wearing a white coat with fluttering clothes, a notebook under his arm, and a chubby fox squatting on his shoulder. It was Bai Mo.

Walking behind him were a group of professors, lecturers, and researchers from Western University.

The machine in this laboratory is actually the cryo-electron microscope that Professor Zhang just equipped for Bai Mo. As for these professors and students, they were forced in by the Academic Affairs Office of Western University to help Bai Mo. They hoped to learn something from Bai Mo and use the machine.

Bai Mo looked at his classmates and grinned.

When he saw Huang Sitong, he realized that she was already in sequence seven.

He stood next to the machine.

"Everyone, welcome to the laboratory.

"The ones in front of you are cryo-electron microscopes.

“To be specific, this one is a sample preparation machine and that one is a cryo-projection microscope.

“There is another freezer over there, which is a freezer for storing samples.

"The rules of our laboratory are very simple. Copper mesh can be used freely, and other consumables can be used freely. But when operating the machine, Assistant Hong must be watching..."

Bai Mo pulled Assistant Hong and introduced him to everyone.

This was sent by the Immortal Committee. After all, the Immortal Committee spent money to protect its own machines.

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the laboratory door.

Fang Xiaoyu walked in.

"Expert White Ink, there is an urgent document that I need you to read and sign."

signature?

Is it urgent?

Bai Mo apologized to a circle of teachers and students.

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Then he got up and left, following Fang Xiaoyu to the unused office next to him.

"what's up?"

He took the file.

Fang Xiaoyu quickly explained.

"Um...yes...someone wants to steal the cryo-electron microscope from Shangjing University. The committee urgently solicits opinions from important experts to classify the cryo-electron microscope as a fairy-related material and include it under fairy-related control."

Steal an electron microscope?

So weird?

You know, this kind of scientific research equipment is very special. Although it is valuable, if it is stolen, there will be nowhere to sell it!

After all, only top universities and laboratories can use this thing, and it is impossible for universities and laboratories to buy black goods from unknown sources.

so……

"That thief is from the dark world?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded.

"Now everyone within the Immortal Committee has concluded this."

Bai Mo unfolded the document, scanned it quickly, and added his name with a few strokes at the end.

"I agree.

“It’s good to control.

“Humanity’s top technology cannot be leaked to ancient immortals casually.

"By the way, has the electron microscope been stolen at Shangjing University?"

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaoyu was puzzled.

She pulled out a photo from her phone and handed it to Bai Mo.

But it is a comparison picture of the laboratory before and after it was stolen.

"Huh? Aren't the sample preparation machine and cryo-projection microscope still there?"

But comparing the before and after, one instrument was indeed missing. After Bai Mo saw it clearly, his face was filled with confusion and confusion.

…

A remote town.

A remote building.

In the dim hall, the King of Darkness and several other messengers sent by the ancient immortals were chatting and laughing, waiting for the results.

“This thing is said to be easy to do, but also difficult to do.

“It’s true that we can’t buy it, but someone has bought it and is waiting for us to pick it up.

“Hey hey hey.

"Masters, please wait to receive the goods!"

It turns out that the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal is not the only one who wants to obtain a cryo-electron microscope. This trend is being spread among the ancient immortal circles in the alchemy path!

Gululu...

At the sound of a trolley, a man with a wretched appearance and a stout figure came pushing a huge metal box.

"Hey, bosses, I'm lucky enough to live up to my promise. I stole back the cryo-electron microscope from Beijing University."

A group of people came over to take a look, and saw that the metal box was all written in English letters, with rows of buttons, knobs, and an LCD instrument panel. It looked very high-end at first glance!

The Dark King looked left and right.

"Just this thing, is it worth tens of millions?

“It doesn’t look cheap!

"There aren't any Chinese characters in this, it's all English words, it's all fucking foreign shit, we still can't understand it."

The envoys of the Ancient Immortal also came forward one after another.

"Oh, this is really cool to the touch. No wonder it's called cryo-electron microscopy."

Not only had they seen this thing before, it was even the first time they had heard of it.

Someone found the picture from the Internet.

"Why is this different from the one on the Internet?"

The stout man responsible for stealing the machine stepped forward and looked at the online pictures and frowned.

"It's different? Has it been upgraded?

“The one you found is an old model, right?

"The intelligence address you gave me is not Laboratory 502, Building C, Beijing University Experimental Building? There are a lot of messy things in that room, but this one is the highest-end and looks the most expensive!"

The stout man looked proud.

He hadn't even read a few books for a few days, and relied on his Talisman Escape Technique to become the royal thief in the dark world.

But he has a sharp eye and can tell at a glance what is expensive and what is cheap!

He went into the laboratory and picked out this machine at a glance!

The Dark King sensed something was wrong and decisively sent a video to King Crocodile.

"Director King Crocodile, look at this thing. Is it a cryo-electron microscope?"

On the screen, King Crocodile was stunned for a moment, his face full of astonishment.

"You...you...stolen the freezer used to refrigerate samples, and why did you do that?"

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