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

Bai Mo's hands were on the keyboard, and his fingers were like butterflies piercing flowers, typing out line after line of code.

He just started thinking about this problem and was correcting it while typing.

Professor Fang, who was behind him, glanced at his graduate students and doctoral students.

"Learn a lot!"

A group of students nodded quickly.

“I’m learning, I’m learning!

"We have been learning what the white ink expert wrote last time!"

I didn’t learn that last time...

As for this time... it was longer and more complicated at first glance. After a few glances, they felt dizzy. Decided not to embarrass myself for the time being.

…

Outside the door, Mo Lanyou staggered over with his head drooped and his face full of exhaustion, and reached out to pull the door handle of the Immortal Grass Analysis Center.

"Bai Mo, you're here..."

Click!

The door handle was locked and couldn't be pulled!

Mo Lanyou had a puzzled face. He looked at the LCD screen above the door handle and saw a few lines of words displayed.

[Dear expert Moranyou, the access control system is faulty, please come back later]

Mo Lanyou suddenly understood!

Same as last time!

Last time Bai Mo wrote that program, wasn't it treated with high-level confidentiality by the Secret Brain Office?

It seems that Bai Mo wrote something important inside again?

Or is it something that the Secret Brain Office thinks might be important?

He smiled and turned to leave.

"Huh, you're still secretive, like a big girl, I won't watch it!"

He complained, but looking back at the ancient immortal stone book in his mind, he actually felt that the Secret Brain Office was on guard against him, which might be right!

…

brush……

The elevator door opened, and Professor Zhang and President Chen Shu walked into the elevator car.

"Hey, is it really impossible to make this five-kenaf boiling soup?"

"We are catching more and more criminals involved in immortality, and some of them are quite high-level.

"With the five kenaf boiling soup here, it will be much easier to control criminals."

Professor Zhang was also silent.

His Sequence Seven [Fire Man], together with other alchemists of the Immortal Committee, tried to prepare a five-kenaf boiling soup.

It's just that something is wrong, the decoctions they prepared are very weak! It needs to be extremely, extremely concentrated to have a weak effect.

As a result, the control effect is extremely poor, the control cost is extremely high, and it is difficult to use it in prisons.

In the elevator car, President Chen Shu pressed the button to go to the top floor, wanting to see Mo Lanyou.

drop……

drop……

The elevator is not closed.

[Dear President Chen Shu and Professor Zhang, the security system is faulty and we are temporarily unable to go to the top floor. Please choose another floor]

The two were stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly and smiled.

“Okay, okay!

"Then I won't go."

"Is the white ink expert here?"

…

On the top floor, the grass jelly analysis center.

Bai Mo finished writing the code and ran the fitting program.

Then I saw three windows popping up on the computer screen.

"Hmm, is this the active ingredient in the five kenaf boiling soup?"

Qu Hailou, Professor Fang, and a group of graduate students and doctoral students all came over and stared with wide eyes.

“So this is the structure?

“You see, this first ingredient has two layers: inner and outer.

“It’s like a cage on the outside and hollow on the inside.

“The inner layer is like a hydrangea, rolling around in the cage.

"No wonder the previous algorithm couldn't handle it. It turns out that the ingredient structure is so complicated?"

Everyone was pointing and talking.

"The hydrangea in this cage seems to have rules for rotation and translation?"

"Is it possible that this form of exercise is also part of the effect of the medicine?"

Bai Mo sat in front of the computer, hugged his apprentice's leek bun, and wiped off the leek leaves from his mouth.

Then on the computer screen, bright fireworks special effects suddenly appeared, and there was a beaming red frame!

[Thanks to Baimo Expert for making further contributions to the human race]

[This will be an important step in our analysis of medicinal soup]

The signature is.

【Human Race Secret Brain Office】

Qu Hailou, Professor Fang and others all laughed out loud.

The guys at Mi Nao Office are also quite interesting. They actually hired artists to create special effects and text box UI specifically for the white ink experts.

Bai Mo also smiled.

He looked at the molecular structure diagram and suddenly understood why the five-kenaf boiling soup made by Mo Lanyou and Professor Zhang was so weak!

“When oranges grow in Huainan, they become tangerines; when oranges grow in the north of Huaihe, they become tangerines.

"The changes in these medicinal materials seem to be of great significance to my research on seeds?"

He thought about it and spoke decisively.

"I want to apply for a medicinal decoction preparation laboratory and try to use scientific methods to prepare this medicinal decoction."

Qu Hailou, Professor Fang and others looked at each other.

Can white ink experts still do preparation?

Has he done it?

Professor Fang took out his mobile phone.

"I'll help you contact Professor Zhang."

But on the computer screen, information from the Secret Brain Office popped up directly.

【No need to contact】

[Please go directly to the preparation laboratory 401 on the fourth floor, relevant documents and raw materials will be prepared for you]

Bai Mo knew in his heart that he had never shown his ability in preparation before.

Presumably Mi Nao Ban was just giving him face.

"Haha, Qu Hailou, come with me and be my assistant."

He looked at Professor Fang's group of students.

"Does any of your students have preparation experience?"

Li Zongzong, who was wearing big black-rimmed glasses in the corner, raised his hand.

"I...I have experience...but..."

Bai Mo nodded.

"Just a little bit is enough, that's enough."

…

In a large laboratory, a group of researchers in white coats were busy interrupting experiments, cleaning up equipment, and complaining as they did so.

"Who, Pu'er is so big? Are you asking us to make room?"

"When it comes to preparing medical solutions on the technology side, we can be considered the strongest team, right?"

"It doesn't matter so much, just obey."

"Documents and materials have been prepared for everyone."

"But I'm probably going to succeed this time! It's a pity to interrupt!"

"That's what you said five days ago."

"Such a large laboratory with so many instruments, can it fully accommodate multiple teams?"

"Some high-level teams are classified!"

A group of people packed up and turned to leave.

Boom!

The laboratory door is closed.

Ga!

Soon after, the lab door opened again.

Bai Mo carried his apprentice's leek buns on his shoulders, followed by two assistants, Qu Hailou and Li Zongzong, who walked in and closed the door.

"Okay, I'll look at the documents first, and you two look at the instruments."

…

Top floor.

In Mo Lanyou's office.

He opened the lid of the small medicine stove and saw the pale earthy yellow medicine soup inside.

One sniff of the smell will tell you that this stuff is very effective in stretching your crotch.

In the dream, the ancient stone book immortal smiled helplessly.

"No matter how you practice it, this five-kenaf boiling soup will never produce the same effect as before.

“Thousands of years have passed, the environment is changing, the climate is changing, and the vicissitudes of life are changing.

“The medicinal properties of things like Qijuezi, Gray Shadow Flower, Cloud Grass, and Red Scorpion Tail have also been greatly degraded.

"No matter what, you can't make the five-kenaf boiling soup of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty with this pile of rags mass-produced in this world."

Mo Lanyou put his nose to the mouth of the medicine stove, fanned it with his hand, smelled the smell, and sighed.

"Master, you are right.

"No matter what, it's true that it can't be refined!"

…

In the 401 laboratory, the lights are brightly lit.

This laboratory occupies almost the entire floor. As far as the eye can see, it is full of various instruments and pillars, with no walls visible.

While Bai Mo was reading the document, he asked his two assistants to handle some things.

"Peel Qijuezi and soak it in 63% alcohol.

"Grey Shadow Flower separates the calyx, petals, and stamens and steams them all for twenty minutes.

"If it's cloud grass, wipe off the loose hair and squeeze out the juice!"

While he was talking, Qu Hailou and Li Zongzong were in a hurry.

On the other hand, Leek Bao Bao rushed to the operating table, wearing a white coat, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the medicinal materials, and started operating with a pair of fox paws!

"Ouch!"

Its fox claws were surprisingly flexible. It could peel the skin without a knife, and collect flower pistils without tweezers. It operated quickly, leaving Qu Hailou and Li Zongzong stunned.

"No wonder fairy beasts also wear white coats..."

While Bai Mo was reading the literature, his consciousness occasionally glanced at a cabinet of medicinal materials next to him... Thousands of years have passed, and these immortal grasses growing in the world have undergone tremendous changes!

Their medicinal properties...some have been degraded and some have been enhanced.

If you want to refine Wukenma Boiling Powder, of course you can!

But, you can’t use the old method.

Refining this thing is not a job for Bai Mo.

But what he needs to do now is to use modern instruments and equipment to refine Wukenma Boiling Powder in this laboratory. Teach the Immortal Committee the entire process that can be reproduced mechanically!

This is a little troublesome.

Bai Mo walked around the laboratory, looking at the unfamiliar instruments. Sometimes he took out his mobile phone and looked up information online. Occasionally open the instrument and look at the structure inside. Sometimes look at the extreme performance marked on the metal nameplate of the instrument.

While watching, he directed several assistants to complete various operations.

While reading, I was observing the changes in the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials and inferring the changes in their seeds.

…

Time passed little by little.

A few people were in the laboratory, finishing their lunch.

He continued to open the liver and continued to prepare the medicinal solution.

Bai Mo stared at the computer screen, studying the changes in the Qijuezi seeds.

Leek Bao Bao had a serious expression on his face and squatted beside the liquid chromatograph, helping his master check the quality of the liquid.

Although it said it didn't understand much, it remembered all the key points that Master just instructed!

Qu Hailou and Li Zongzong next to them looked suspicious of the loneliness in their lives.

They were obviously here to help the white ink experts, but they were crushed by a fox during the entire operation!

The claws of the fairy beast are so flexible, and all operations are clean and neat, without any mistakes!

Fortunately, the fairy beast is illiterate, so some tasks must be completed by the two of them, otherwise the two of them will become complete decorations!

Is this the gold content of fairy beasts?

The two men talked quietly.

"Have you heard that many expert groups are preparing this five-kenaf boiling soup recently?"

"I've heard that there seems to be something wrong with this thing. Whether it's magic or technology, it's not very good at preparing it.

"I heard that some were sent to prisons and had to be concentrated five times on the spot and given to the prisoners, but it could only make the Sequence 8 prisoners doze off.

"Others need to be boiled and then given to the prisoner for intravenous injection while they are still hot."

Qu Hailou's face was full of disbelief.

"boiled?

“While it’s hot?

"Intravenous injection?

“How do these words come together?

"Aren't the veins boiled?

"Is this hypnosis or murder?"

Li Zongzong twitched his lips.

“That’s what I heard anyway.

"I guess those high-sequence criminals have strong bodies and can handle it?"

"There is another method, which requires the prisoner to sit on a 400-volt electric chair. While the electricity is being applied, medicine can be used to make the prisoner in sequence eight sleep for two hours."

"Huh? No... I don't understand very well. If only electricity is used and no medicine is used, how long can the prisoner sleep?"

"Almost two hours."

Bai Mo, who was looking at the computer screen next to him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Can you think of jobs like boiling injection and electric chair injection?

All I can say is that these people have very rich imaginations!

I wonder who did this good job?

“Let’s all pay attention to the impact!

“Please stop spreading rumors that are not good for the image of the Immortal Committee.

"It would be quite troublesome if the unscrupulous media takes it seriously."

Qu Hailou and Li Zongzong nodded quickly.

…

Half afternoon.

In the 402 laboratory.

Professor Zhang completed the preparation of a new tube of medicinal solution.

Take out your ballpoint pen, write a label and stick it on it.

[Used with 380V voltage]

In his mind, Gu Xian's laughter never stopped.

"Hahaha.

"Ha ha ha ha.

"Taking you as my apprentice is truly the luckiest thing that has happened to me.

"It was such a joy."

Professor Zhang's face was expressionless, neither sad nor happy.

"The purpose of using electricity is to increase the sensitivity of the prisoner's synapses. You don't understand."

Gu Xian laughed louder.

"Is there a possibility that simply using electricity, without your medicine, can make criminals sleep longer?

“Although it is said that if electricity is used too often, criminals will easily die.

"But if you add this medicine, it will only make the criminal die faster!"

Professor Zhang was unmoved.

His medicine has been adjusted, and the voltage required has been getting smaller and smaller. It has been adjusted from 400 volts to 380 volts.

This is already an improvement!

…

In the evening, a bottle of medicinal soup was finally prepared.

But I saw it was a small bottle of oily liquid in a glass bottle.

Li Zongzong and Qu Hailou looked at each other.

Is this probably ruined?

The darker the medicinal decoction prepared by others, the stronger the medicinal effect.

Why is it that the medicinal soup prepared by Bai Mo's expert has no color at all?

The white ink expert prepared it for the first time, but it really didn’t work well?

The two were struggling when they saw that the laboratory door had been opened by Bai Mo.

He was wearing a white coat and carrying his apprentice's leek buns. Before leaving, he said calmly.

"Put a cap on this medicine bottle.

"If it evaporates... well, that's not good.

“Write a label.

“Intravenous injection.

"Diluted a thousand times."

After saying that, Bai Mo carried his apprentice and left.

His white coat was in the corridor, his clothes fluttering, and he passed by several researchers.

"White ink expert?"

"Are we freeing up the laboratory just for him to use?"

Several people had strange expressions.

Although it seems that the white ink expert does not study preparation... but if there is room for him, there seems to be no grievance anyway.

In the laboratory, Li Zongzong put a lid on the medicine bottle.

Qu Hailou is writing labels.

"Intravenous injection... diluted a thousand times... Huh? Did I hear wrongly?

"Diluted a thousand times? How is that possible?"

This medicinal soup is notoriously weak. Why dilute it a thousand times? Inject salt water into criminals?

Li Zongzong was also stunned for a moment.

"Dilute it three times, right? You must have heard wrong."

Qu Hailou nodded.

Write on the label.

[Intravenous injection, diluted three times, white ink]

Squeak...

The office door opened and several researchers walked in carrying suitcases.

"We are here to receive the five-kenaf boiling soup prepared by experts from Bai Mo and send it to the prison to test the effect."

They stepped forward and exchanged a few words. After completing the handover, several researchers were speechless.

Wukenma boiling soup, the redder it must be, the better the effect will be. The white ink expert created this transparent version... Oh, no matter what, who made him an expert in white ink? Just treat it as training for others.

Thanks to book friend Shutter Island Fish for the tip~

I'm afraid I won't be well tomorrow. . Tomorrow's update may have to wait until the evening. . You don’t have to wait during the day