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

The air in the office is almost solid, and the situation is tense!

Jiao Su and the young man in mink, one stood behind the table and the other sat in front of the table, a table apart.

Jiao Su's eyes widened and his face was ferocious. He took out a pistol and pointed the muzzle at the young man's head.

"If you insult my master, I will not spare you today!

"All the bullets in my pistol are poisonous..."

Then he saw the young man calmly raising his right hand with a smile on his face, his fingertips burning with black, dirty, and greasy elixir fire.

Jiao Su's face did not change.

"...The bullets in my pistol are all filled with poison. Even if it scratches the skin, Sequence Eight will not be able to withstand it!

"So let's forget it. It would be embarrassing if something goes wrong."

He put the gun back and forced a smile regardless of the cold sweat on his forehead.

"This... boss, what do you want to talk about when you come to me?"

The boy in mink also grinned.

He put down his hand, put away the elixir fire, brushed the white mink coat on his body, and said casually.

"I have a problem too.

"I shouldn't call Master Ma Liu by his first name.

"I hear Master calling him this name all the time on weekdays, and I listen and speak fluently. I'm sorry, Uncle Master, hahaha!"

The atmosphere relaxed slightly.

Jiao Su continued to speak.

"I wonder who your master is?"

Then the young man wearing mink introduced himself.

"My name is Yu Cui, and I am Master's most incompetent disciple.

"My master, Uncle Ma Liu should be very familiar with you.

"His name is Bai Baoxianren."

Jiao Su's face was filled with surprise.

"It turns out to be the legendary White-Bao Immortal!

"Long respected name!

"I have long admired your great name!"

He boasted while waiting for a response from the ancient immortal master in his mind.

Who is this white-haired immortal? What's the origin?

Then I heard the master's tone of voice was strange.

"He is one of the vice-presidents of the Tushita Immortal Thief Society.

“Before the disaster struck, he was already a king at the peak of his powers.

"The disaster is coming, and the mystery is coming. I'm afraid he is already a false king, right?"

oh?

Jiao Su suddenly realized.

So far, most of the ancient immortals recorded by the Immortal Committee are in Sequence Four, and a few are in Sequence Three. There is only one Professor Zhang’s master, Ancient Immortal Qingluo, who is suspected to be Sequence 2!

The master of Yu Cui, the young man in mink, is also in sequence two?

He calmed down, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yu Cui with a smile, and laughed together with Yu Cui.

"Then I dare to call you...Senior Brother Yu Cui!

"My lord, Jiao Su!

"It's so late to meet my senior brother! I'm so late to meet you!"

"Ha ha ha ha.

"I wonder if senior brother comes here to give me any advice?"

Yu Cui's eyes were shining and her expression was excited.

"Come to my junior brother to fight against the autumn wind!

“Stay in luxury hotels, eat seafood feasts, buy new models of mink, buy cool sports cars, and enjoy life!

"In the past three years, you have been a high official of the Immortal Committee, but I have been miserable and have gained nothing.

"I studied and wrote test papers in high school during the day, and practiced under the Master at night.

“I scored 230 points in the college entrance examination, but I can’t even get into a fucking college.

"I haven't accomplished anything in my practice, and I got stuck after I reached sequence seven!

"But other magicians in our family are all so damn famous. Those who are officials, those who make money, those who pick up girls, those who are famous, all have their own splendor!

"I feel bad!

"I just want to find my junior brother and ask him to help me make arrangements so that I can enjoy the prosperity of the world!"

Jiao Su and Yu Cui looked at each other, their four eyes flashing with obscene light.

"Ha ha ha ha!

"Easy to say!

"We must make arrangements for senior brother!"

"Hey Hey!

"Thank you!

“Don’t forget your hospitality!”

Jiao Su took out his mobile phone and looked for a contact in his address book.

Yu Cui sat on the sofa in the office and waited quietly for arrangements.

Jiao Su dialed a number and called out.

"Hello? Manager Fang? Your presidential suite..."

While making arrangements, he smiled at Yu Cui.

What Yu Cui said, that he wanted to experience the prosperity of the world, was just bullshit and he didn't believe it at all.

He didn't know what Yu Cui wanted to do, and he couldn't ask.

What Yu Cui said was that his master was the second-ranked Immortal of the Tushita Immortal Thief Society, the White-Bao Immortal, but he believed it without a doubt.

Because the door that Yu Cui opened when he came has not yet been closed.

There is still yellow sand flying in the doorway, blocking out the sky and the sun, revealing the strangeness and desolation. It is the great treasure house of Heluo!

In his mind, Ancient Immortal Maliu was filled with sorrow.

"This Yu Cui can actually use the Heluo treasure house?

“How exactly is it done?

"How many secrets and knowledge of the great treasure house does his master Bai Bao Xianren master?"

…

After signing a few documents and reading a few forms, another leisurely day in the office is about to pass.

As evening approached, light snow fell outside the window again.

Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu, and Wu Qingyun were all gathered around the coffee table, eating a box of crispy egg rolls.

The fox apprentice Xiao Chuixue squatted on the coffee table and picked up an egg roll with her paws.

"Ouch!"

It raised its neck, opened its mouth wide, and put the whole egg roll into its mouth.

"Aww!"

Suffocate it in one bite.

Then while chewing, he looked at the master proudly.

This is a unique skill that it performs specifically for Master, a mouthful of stuffed egg rolls!

Fang Xiaoyu burst into laughter.

Bai Mo also smiled and touched Xiao Chuixue's head.

"Very powerful ah."

At this time, he was frowning while eating.

Recently, fewer and fewer alchemy documents have been unearthed from Fox Mountain.

The literature on ambrosia dissociation is diminishing.

There are also fewer documents on elixir refining.

What's even worse is that the refining of elixirs is a very precise, very complex, and very tedious systematic process, and the documents unearthed by Fox Mountain are only fragments of information, which are unreliable.

"Do you really want to wait and go to the Heluo Treasure House to gamble again?"

While he was struggling, he suddenly heard a faint noise coming from outside the window, as if someone was shouting.

"White ink expert..."

Wu Qingyun and Xiaochuixue also heard it. They got up with Bai Mo and came to the window. They saw snowflakes falling outside the window. It was dim at dusk. Outside the factory gate, someone wearing a bulging down jacket was shouting loudly while holding a horn.

The sound traveled hundreds of meters away, passed through the wind and snow, and passed through the windowpane of Bai Mo's office. It was already very small, but it could still be heard clearly.

"Expert in white ink! I prove that one plus one equals two!"

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment.

What do you mean?

Proved Goldbach's conjecture?

so smart?

If it’s proven, shouldn’t we publish the paper as soon as possible?

Why did you come here and use a loudspeaker to shout?

When he was about to ask someone to ask, he saw the factory security department. Two security guards in orange jackets rushed out, pushed the "mathematician" who was shouting the horn to the ground, took his horn away, and struggled with him in the snow. in the ground.

What's going on?

Bai Mo was a little confused.

As a Sequence Five Cao Dan master, he has a keen hearing. At this time, he could easily hear the beatings and scoldings of the "mathematician" and the two security guards several hundred meters away.

"You two, get out of here, don't grab my horn, don't press my horn!

"I am a great mathematician!

"If you dare to cause trouble for me, the white ink experts will not spare you!"

The two security guards were impatient and pushed the "great mathematician" down on the grass. One held his shoulders and the other pressed his knee on his back.

"Bullshit mathematician!"

"Our section chief has already said that he knows your role.

"You're just a fucking civil servant!"

"Get out of here, don't you hear me? If you dare to disturb Expert Bai Mo again, I'll beat you up!"

The two security guards scowled angrily and spoke fiercely, trying to scare the "great mathematician."

"I'm not a civilian!"

The great mathematician seemed to be stimulated. He turned over and overturned two security guards. He stood up suddenly and took out a dark green bottle from his pocket with a swipe.

"Let me see a white ink expert, or I'll take medicine!"

ah?

The two security guards looked at the big scientist with a red face and panting, and at the dark green bottle in his hand. They were stunned when they saw three red letters on the bottle sticker, "Baicao Cries."

What to do?

…

On the office floor.

Bai Mo held his cell phone and heard Chen Yuanlin's report.

"...He is just a civil servant!

“He is a demolished household in the suburbs of Xizhou City. He has a junior high school education and has been fond of mathematics since he was a child.

“I randomly poked out a set of things, which do not conform to mathematical principles at all, and are just nonsense.

“He submitted articles to major journals and magazines, but was treated as a joke.

"I ran to the Shangjing Mathematics Center again and was kicked out by the security guards.

“Recently, I have been wandering around Xizhou, harassing several institutions, and also visited the Department of Mathematics of Xizhou University.

"I got your name from somewhere and came to our factory!

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of him taking medicine, I have plenty of ways to cure him!

"I'm really sorry for letting him disturb you. I should report to you! I'll deal with him right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Mo saw that in the wind and snow downstairs, Chen Yuanlin was carrying a bucket and had already reached the gate.

What does he want to do?

This matter is not big or small.

But if that guy really drank the medicine in front of the pharmaceutical factory, the impact would be quite bad!

How does Chen Yuanlin want to deal with it?

Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu also looked out the window with wide eyes.

Little Fubuki held the egg roll bucket and looked out the window while showing off.

"Ouch!"

…

Then they saw Chen Yuanlin coming to the gate, angry, holding a bucket in one hand and pointing at the "great mathematician" with the other.

"Bullying me, you haven't heard of cross talk, have you?

"If you want to drink medicine, give it to me!

"I have this bucket of dung soup waiting for you!

"You drink the medicine, and I'll use feces soup to induce vomiting and wash your stomach!"

The great mathematician was stunned for a moment while holding the medicine bottle.

"snort!

“Who the hell are you scaring?

"Your factory has flush toilets. Where do you get the dry toilets? Where do you get the excrement soup?"

Chen Yuanlin smiled coldly.

“Yes, we do not have dry toilets here.

"I just made this dung soup, and it's still warm!

"If you want to drink medicine, just give it to me!"

The two security guards were shocked, with expressions on their faces frozen. They had never known that Factory Director Chen actually had such a ruthless job?

Far away in the office building, Bai Mo was also shocked...

He extended his consciousness and realized that Chen Yuanlin was really not talking nonsense!

There was really fresh dung soup in that bucket!

The great scientist who was confronting Chen Yuanlin, holding pesticide in his hand, looked at the two security guards, at Chen Yuanlin, and at the tall office building in the factory area in the distance. In the twilight, in the wind and snow, two drops of blood were actually shed. Line of tears.

"Is it wrong that I like math?"

"You're all fucking bullies!"

He unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle and slammed the mouth of the bottle towards his mouth!

Right now!

Sa!

The pen cap flew in the snow and hit the medicine bottle!

Snapped!

The glass bottle exploded, and the black-green liquid inside splashed all over the floor, turning into snow. The pungent smell wafted away, and it turned out to be a real "baicao crying"!

The intercom on the security guard's belt rang.

"Give this gentleman the walkie-talkie."

The security guard quickly stepped forward and handed the walkie-talkie to the "great mathematician."

"I am Bai Mo, how should I call you?"

The great mathematician was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened and his hands trembling.

“I…I…I…I read your article!

“I even derived it myself!

“I could only push half of it!

"I……"

Listening to the intercom, Bai Mo continued.

"I have also read your article. Just now, I read the article you published on your blog and learned about your research on Goldbach's conjecture."

…

In the office, Bai Mo sat behind the computer, with a walkie-talkie in one hand and a mouse in the other, flipping through the articles posted by the "great mathematician" on his blog.

[The biggest breakthrough in mathematics in the millennium, Goldbach’s conjecture was proved by me! 】

[Section 1: If you borrow something, you must repay it. It’s not difficult to borrow again]

[Classification discussion, judgment one by one, hypothesis set...]

Bai Mo frowned as he watched, feeling dizzy.

What this person wrote doesn't look like mathematics, it's basically something from his own imagination.

But it can be seen from this strange article that he has really put in a lot of effort and thought. Although most of the steps are conjecture and nonsense, there are some steps where he is really hard at work. Do mathematical deductions!

"...how long did your research last?"

There was an excited voice immediately on the other end of the intercom.

"Seventeen years! I have been studying for seventeen years!

“I wrote on a roomful of papyrus!

"I don't make friends and have no other hobbies. I love math the most!"

Bai Mo frowned, really not knowing what to say.

He considered it.

“I’m afraid your research may have errors and omissions, but there are also bright spots!

“Your spirit of bravely reaching the peak of mathematics and your seventeen years of continuous efforts are certainly worthy of recognition!

“But Goldbach’s conjecture may be difficult to prove based on our current knowledge system.

“To crack him, you need to break new ground in the field of mathematics.

"This set of yours...well...of course it's really new!"

Bai Mo heard that on the other end of the intercom, the "great mathematician" was choked with sobs. He seemed moved that his seventeen years of hard work had finally received a little recognition.

Bai Mo continued.

"We don't encourage behavior like yours to break into the factory, so please understand that I will not go to meet you.

“I will continue to study your article and draw more nutrition from it!”

…

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, the "great mathematician" squatted in the snow, curled up in the snow, and began to cry.

He also felt that his research was not perfect, but he would never accept others dismissing his seventeen years of hard work as nothing!

The expert Baimo was willing to recognize him and draw nourishment from his research, which made him really feel relieved. Many years of depression, pain and grievances all burst out with tears at this time.

Bai Mo's voice continued to sound on the intercom.

“Let’s stop here for today.

"I will personally help you book a hotel for one night, and then help you buy your bus ticket for tomorrow.

“I will continue to follow your blog!”

…

In the office, Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the "great mathematician" finally leaving.

"well……"

Mathematics is a dazzling high-rise building layered on top of each other. On the top of the building are the pearls that countless people yearn for.

But there are always some people who did not climb this tall building, but just caught the reflection of the pearl in the water below, and thought they had succeeded.

"Ignore him, get off work, and go home."

The most needed alchemy documents have not yet been found, and that is the biggest headache.

This plot is not a lie. So useful!

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