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

The wind was howling and the night was dark.

In the main hall of the dormitory, Bai Mo sat beside the bed and looked at the newly made tools by his apprentices...the metal stand for tablet computers!

This stand is a metal hand with a mechanical spring inside. It is large enough to hold the tablet and adjust the angle at will. It is also very stable and does not shake.

squeak……

With the gentle sound of metal friction, the angle of the tablet was changed again, tilting towards the master.

A group of foxes gathered around, all holding their heads high and proud.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

They learned this from the small Huoshan Military Factory. Although they don't know what its original use is, it is just right to make a tablet stand for their master!

Bai Mo touched the bracket and adjusted it slightly. He smiled broadly and thought it was good.

He looked up at the small volcano arsenal in the mid-air screen and sighed.

"It's good, I really learned something, hahaha!"

A group of foxes were very proud. Some were leaning on Master's shoulders, and some were leaning on Master's knees. They were ready to continue watching the live broadcast, see the small volcano arsenal, and find something to buy!

Bai Mo operates the tablet to view the new content transcribed today.

The little flowery arm was about to get into the master's arms, and was on duty to act as a tablet support for the master... Suddenly, he realized that something didn't seem right?

This newly made metal bracket is standing in front of Master. It has no place?

Moreover, if Master’s tablet is placed on a metal stand, it doesn’t need it to support it?

"Ouch?"

Several other foxes were busy watching the live broadcast, and they all noticed something unusual.

"Ouch?"

"Hey?"

well?

yes!

There are only so many places around Master. If there is one more metal bracket, wouldn't that mean one less place?

What is missing today is the position of the small flower arm.

What will be missing tomorrow is Xiaoerlang’s position.

What is less acquired is the position in the circle of heaven and earth...

If things go on like this, this position will be missing from Master's side every day?

"Ouch?"

The foxes looked at each other.

Miscalculation!

…

"This is another bronze mask. Is it written in the handwriting of the found monarch..."

Bai Mo was turning the pages of the document when suddenly, the tablet shook.

It turned out that the big bag suddenly came forward and removed the tablet holder with a click.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The overalls took the metal bracket and threw it away into the distance with a "swish" sound.

"Ouch!"

Xiaohuazhi got into Master's arms, took Master's tablet, raised it above his head, and supported it with his head, acting as Master's tablet stand.

It huddled in Master's arms, rubbing the back of its head against Master's chest, with a proud expression on its face.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

This time, the workshop made a mistake!

How can you use that kind of bracket for Master?

Everything Master uses must be the best!

The stand that holds Master's tablet computer must not be made of cold metal!

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.

In fact, the apprentices act as tablet supports...the height and angle are not very comfortable.

But since they like it, it doesn't matter.

He reached out and touched the fat neck of Xiao Huazhi, making it curl up and laugh, and then continued to read the copied documents.

The other foxes around them peeked over and saw that the master didn't pay attention to the metal bracket that he had just thrown away. They all smiled happily, raised their heads again, and continued to watch the Little Volcano Arms Factory and the shopping live broadcast!

They are secretly vigilant, so be careful if you buy other things! Never buy a scam product like a tablet stand again!

The document translated in white ink is the diary of Qingyue Junhou. It was found in a bronze mask, and the vest is [Master of Boring Little Tongwen].

【...This is not fair】

[I didn’t know until today that the royal bloodline can actually skip many trainings in the path and reach a higher sequence]

[Is there such a thing in the world? 】

[Is the Immortal Way so unfair? 】

[Our Qingyue Lord of the Dan Palace has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, fighting life and death with fallen immortals, hanging by a thread many times, step by step through blood, and finally reached this sequence]

[But the sons and grandsons of those princes only need to lie at home, drink wine, hug beauties, and do nothing. Naturally, when their bloodline awakens over time, they will go to higher sequences all the way]

[I really feel aggrieved for my king! Why! 】

Bai Mo raised his head and looked at the bronze mask next to him.

"These...are they really written by the Lord himself?"

The bronze mask was smiling, floating up and down, nodding proudly!

Bai Mo curled his lips... This... Junhou felt aggrieved for himself, and there was nothing wrong with him.

[Prince’s Bloodline Immortal Technique, something that is inherent in destiny, something that is bought one and gets one free when reincarnated, is it so powerful? Is this reasonable? 】

[The three great princes surrounded and suppressed the fallen immortals, fighting fiercely all night long, with equal strength and a stalemate]

[The son of the prince of Nanyu Holy Land, also in sequence three, comes to support]

[He used the Blood Vein Immortal Technique, and immediately the medicinal energy was like a sea, green lotuses surged from the ground, and the fallen immortals were defeated]

[His blood skills are inherent in his destiny and will naturally awaken with age]

[The great immortal skills of the princes have been passed down from generation to generation and have been cultivated for hundreds of years]

[But the natural awakening of his bloodline is actually stronger than the monarch’s hundred years of time? 】

【It’s hard for me to accept! 】

Seeing this, Bai Mo frowned.

It’s also hard to accept!

yes!

"How come what he has in his life can withstand my years of hard work?

"I practiced the Great Immortal Technique and used it... well... it didn't take long."

Bai Mo smacked his lips, frowned, regained his composure, and continued to look down.

[Oh, okay, I understand]

[The bloodline of princes is certainly terrifying, but it also has unspeakable secrets]

[Those guys who are 70% bloodline, 80% bloodline, and 90% bloodline may seem to be prosperous, but they are also unlucky ones]

[Only the one with 100% bloodline and inheriting the title of prince is more comfortable]

[Although even if you have the title of prince, you will not be free]

The text below has become blurred over the years and cannot be seen clearly. It was not copied in white ink.

The next paragraph is not coherent.

[Okay, I am completely relieved, there is nothing to be sad about]

[It’s not that they possess princely blood skills]

[They are just the carriers needed for the blood arts of princes to be spread in the immortal dynasty and spread over the years]

[Thousands of years have passed, the sea has turned into a mulberry field, and the blood technique of the princes still exists. It is still the same as before, unchanged, but the princes who use this blood technique have changed several times.]

[And under the blood spell, life and death are separated again and again...]

At this point, I have read all the documents.

The subsequent words are wasted in the soil and time.

"What does it mean to be separated by life and death?"

Bai Mo smacked his lips, not quite understanding.

He turned off the tablet and picked it up, finding that it was still warm.

Then touch the head of the little flower arm that acts as a support.

"Ha, isn't it too hot?"

The little girl raised her chest, raised her head, and patted her chest to show that this level of intensity was nothing at all!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

It stretched out its fox claws, lifted Master's laptop and put it on its head... Based on its experience, Master will need the laptop at this moment!

Sure enough, Bai Mo grinned, turned on the computer, and clicked on a spreadsheet software... The spreadsheet recorded Fox Mountain's recent consumption and output, but it was Fox Mountain's account book.

Bai Mo dragged the form, looked at it for a while, frowned, and suddenly understood why Ancient Immortal Qingyue didn't plant the "Southern Red Bean".

He took out the wrinkled seeds from his pocket, held them on his fingertips, and observed them carefully.

After tens of millions of years, the seeds have lost most of their activity, but they can still be saved.

It is easier to save than the Purple Earth Dragon and the Ghost Crying Tree.

but……

Bai Mo frowned.

“If you’re not a householder, you don’t know how expensive oil and salt are.

"With the current scale and industrial level of Fox Mountain, why can't we still... still not be able to grow this southern red bean?"

Bai Mo pulled out the form, looked at it, thought about it, and pinched his fingers to make an estimate.

"The newly opened medicinal fields are slowly starting to produce output...

"Purple Earth Dragon, Fishlegs, Devil's Weeping Tree, the consumption is increasing...

"Some special Sequence Seven medicinal materials, the consumption may be large or small...

"Forehead……"

After calculating for a long time, Bai Mo discovered that Fox Mountain's fertilizers and pesticides could really squeeze out some surplus!

However, if you want to feed another red bean plant with the remaining part, it is indeed not enough!

"If we wait any longer to open up wasteland, how long will we have to wait?"

Bai Mo opened several other tables to check the production status of Fox Mountain Workshop and the recent progress of land reclamation, thinking as he read.

"The time for land reclamation, the laying of infrastructure, the early testing and adjustments, the maturation of the medicinal herbs in the first season, and the processing..."

Make another estimate.

"More than fifty days?

"so long?"

Bai Mo pinched the Nanhong bean seeds, not wanting to wait so long.

His knowledge in this sub-field will be perfected in a short time.

"Can you think of another way to increase the yield of the medicinal fields and get more resources to grow these southern red beans?

“Where to start?

"Well, speaking of it, this thing has a lot of savings..."

He thought about it and opened another table on the computer desktop... This table recorded the flow of black ghost eyes in Fox Mountain, including the daily new number of black ghost eyes and various consumption.

It can be seen that the number of new black ghost eyes added every day has been skyrocketing recently!

It must be those ancient immortals who are getting more crazy every day and casting more black ghost eyes into the world!

“The extra nigger eyes are just useless.

"Why don't you try and let Ghost Eye No. 1 conduct more refined management of the existing medicine fields?"

More refined management means consuming more computing power.

That's right... Bai Mo plans to use the remaining Black Ghost Eyes to try to create a fairy grass version of the cloud server to upgrade the remote computing power of Ghost Eye No. 1 scattered throughout the medicinal fields!

…

Xiancao Building, office.

Autumn is getting thicker and thicker, the sun has just come out, and the morning fog outside the window has not yet cleared.

Hum...

Fang Xiaoyu was sitting behind the desk, wearing a milk-white turtleneck sweater, covering her face with a tissue and blowing her nose.

"Oh, the weather is really getting colder."

She looked at the fairy beast squatting on the desk next to her and immediately smiled.

"Come on, I bought you new clothes!"

She took out a children's-style cream-colored sweater from her small shoulder bag and opened it for Cornpaw to see.

Corn Claw held a piece of corn that he had taken out from the canteen and licked the corn germ from the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the sweater... then squinted his eyes and shook his head.

It has never seen Master wearing this color.

So...this one is too ugly and it refuses!

Fang Xiaoyu frowned.

"It's getting cold in the morning and evening now. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Cornpaw was stunned for a moment, looking at the soft fiery red hair on his shoulders and front paws, and at Fang Xiaoyu, wondering if she had made a mistake?

Bai Mo smiled and hugged Cornpaw back into his arms.

“I bought everything and can’t return it, so of course I want it!

"Thank you Secretary Fang!

"Let's put the wardrobe away first."

As he spoke, he rubbed Cornclaw's fat belly and opened the expert database, preparing to read some information on computer principles, supercomputers, and task slicing scheduling.

If you use Black Ghost Eyes to build a cloud server, it will definitely be different from computers in the human world...but there are also lessons to be learned.

I found a list of papers and was about to read them.

Suddenly, she heard Wu Qingyun next to her exclaim in surprise.

"Sichun City, something happened!"

Four springs?

Sichun is in the southwest. Bai Mo remembers that the boss behind the scenes there studies Gu Dao?

A notification from the Immortal Committee also popped up on the computer screen, and Bai Mo immediately clicked on it to enter the live broadcast.

The picture shows the entrance of the science and technology park blocked by isolation tape, and there are many young people with anxious faces who want to go in to work.

More than a dozen immortal arts committee members were busy evacuating the crowd.

"Everyone retreat!"

"I'm not going to work today. Go home. Don't go near this technology park!"

All young people are anxious.

"Didn't my supervisor send a notice?"

"No, my bug hasn't been fixed yet!"

"The product of our team will be released today, no delay!"

The Xian Shu committee member stood behind the isolation belt, holding a loudspeaker and shouting.

"Everyone, go home. Something happened in the office area of ​​the science and technology park. You can't go to work!

"Didn't you see that the office building over there is covered in white mist?"

In the background of the live broadcast room, several tall office buildings in the distance were indeed covered by white mist! Covered from head to toe!

"This white mist is a huge problem and no one can get close to it!

"This white mist has a fishy smell!"

More and more workers were being evacuated.

A car from the Fairy Committee parked outside the office building park.

More and more immortal arts committee members stood outside the gate of the park, looking inward and looking inwards.

But they didn't rush in, they just observed.

Because...in this park, the only security guards and cleaning staff on duty have escaped. The park is now empty, no one around. Since there's no one around, it's not worth the risk of entering!

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun also watched the live broadcast with wide eyes.

"What's going on?"

"The fishy white mist has enveloped the science and technology park?"

"Is there a magic war going on?"

"What's inside the white mist?"

Bai Mo was also staring at the live broadcast, but he saw in the screen that suddenly the trees were shaking, the fog was rippled, and someone from the Immortal Arts Committee was shouting.

"The wind is coming, the wind is coming!"

call……

The wind became stronger and stronger, gradually blowing away the white fog that shrouded the science and technology park, revealing several office buildings rising from the ground with dozens of floors.

The camera of the Immortal Committee has been turned around.

Then I saw that every office building had turned white, from head to toe. They were all covered with white headscarves and dressed in white clothes.

"What is that?"

"Destroyed all the buildings?"

Bai Mo frowned and looked intently.

Corn Claw huddled in Master's arms, holding half-eaten corn, and stared at it with Master.

"It seems like... a spider web?

"Is it the huge white spider web that has covered these office buildings to death?"

I'm still not in good condition today, and I stayed up very late again. .

There is also a second update. I will take a shower first and come back to write soon.