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

The laboratory building of the pharmaceutical factory is still quite empty.

Many floors, many rooms, completely vacant.

Bai Mo carried his apprentice Xiao Yuguo, Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu along the way, his footsteps echoed in the corridor, and soon arrived at the high temperature laboratory.

Squeak...

He opened the door and saw various instruments busy inside.

Dozens of researchers in white coats are either standing in front of the experimental table making samples, operating instruments, or sitting behind computers writing reports and analyzing data.

When I heard the door ring, Professor Hong had already come to greet me.

"Ha, white ink expert, are you here?"

Bai Mo nodded.

"Let's just take a look and don't disturb everyone's work."

Entering the laboratory, he glanced around and was quite satisfied!

This laboratory can conduct high-temperature tests on hundreds of plant samples every day, helping him measure a lot of data.

In that Snow Warm Pill, there is a contribution from this laboratory!

It's just... Bai Mo looked at Professor Hong and a bunch of researchers, feeling a little guilty.

"Well...sigh...it's a bit unfair to let everyone burn leaves and wood here every day."

This experiment is of great significance to Fox Mountain.

But in this world, these experiments have no academic value and cannot be published!

The professors, associate professors, researchers, doctoral students, and graduate students in this laboratory are all busy every day, but they cannot publish papers or create academic value that is recognized by the world!

But Professor Hong waved his hand quickly.

"What do you have to say to us?

"Academic research is inherently long and boring. Difficulties and setbacks are daily and normal. Success is short-lived. Every scientific researcher has this realization!"

Bai Mo nodded.

"Oh, this realization...is great!"

A few doctoral students secretly looked at Bai Mo in their spare time.

They didn't feel that their time was wasted... After all, it had only been less than a month since they came to this laboratory with all their plans. What results can be achieved in such a short time? How can such quick results be achieved?

After turning around, Bai Mo looked at the instruments, the test bench, and then the computers where everyone analyzed data and edited reports.

Little Hugo, the fox's apprentice, squatted on his master's shoulder, stuck his head out, and looked down with his master.

After completing a circle, Professor Hong sent Bai Mo away.

Before closing the door, Bai Mo sighed.

“It’s a good thing that everyone has a high level of awareness.

"But... after all, I still have to give everyone some compensation."

Bai Mo turned to look at Fang Xiaoyu.

"The bonuses we agreed on before should be distributed to everyone now."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded, took out his mobile phone, and contacted the finance department.

While operating, follow Bai Mo away.

The laboratory door closed, and a group of researchers raised their heads, smiling and whispering to each other.

"Did you hear that?"

"Expert Bai Mo said, is there any bonus?"

"Oh my gosh, this is really the right time, the white ink expert is so open, haha."

"How much bonus can I get? Can I clear the shopping cart for Double Eleven?"

Just as they were talking, their mobile phones sounded text message notifications one after another, informing them that funds had arrived in their bank cards.

They all looked at their phones one by one and were stunned when they looked at the string of numbers in the text message.

After a long time, someone spoke up.

"Everyone has the same amount, right?"

"should be."

"Are you sure you got everything right with the finances?"

"It looks like a mistake!"

"Suddenly it feels like the house in Xizhou is not that far away?"

"I am full of energy now. I want to write a report! I want to write ten copies!"

…

call……

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the desk, sometimes reaching out to rub the extra-large Xue Nuan Dan, touching the texture and texture, and sometimes going to the tablet computer to write down his own thoughts.

Swish, brush, brush...

Unknowingly, he filled a whole page, paused for a moment, smelled the scent of Xue Nuan Dan again, frowned and pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized!

"I see!"

He smiled and went to the tablet computer to write down new insights.

This Snow Warming Pill is so useful and a great teaching material!

From this elixir, he has learned a lot, and it is foreseeable that there will be even more!

"Study more and think more. When I have a deep enough understanding of this Xue Nuan Dan, I will start refining it.

"Perhaps if we refine it by then, we won't waste the medicinal materials? We won't refine something as big as this?"

Bai Mo touched the basketball-sized pill and grinned.

When he refined the Snow Warming Pill, he conservatively estimated that he wasted at least half of the medicinal materials! The waste is quite serious and the output rate is quite low!

Just as he was about to continue studying, he saw Little Big Eyes and Bow Tie holding the newly cleaned documents and placing them next to the desk.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

The two foxes were temporarily out of work, so they jumped into the master's arms and rubbed their heads against his chest.

Although this great elixir is full of heat, Master can isolate himself from the heat. If he shrinks into Master's arms, he will not be burned by the great elixir.

Bai Mo smiled and touched the heads of these two guys. He first picked up the copper plate and read the literature.

"Oh? Is it still the refining of the Lotus Fragrance Pill?"

After getting the real elixir meat and doing some research, Bai Mo looked at the literature on lotus elixir, and it was even more different... He could see that there were more details, more methods, and some strange fallacies in them. .

"The usage of purple sand kernels... shouldn't be... used like this. It's too natural."

"This... uh... use Tianqiong to promote the growth of meat? That will only increase risks and losses."

…

I looked at one copper plate after another, and then picked up a new one.

[...Thinking back to three days ago, I refined Xiangniu Dan, prepared ten ingredients, and started the furnace on Qingya Peak. The mountain breeze was refreshing and the sun was shining brightly. I was in a happy mood and was in good condition]

[The first material is refined into a furnace full of black ash. It’s time to find the state and warm the furnace]

ah?

Bai Mo frowned.

Use a whole portion of Xiangniudan materials to find the state and warm the pill furnace?

So luxurious?

Qingyue Junhou is so stingy, how can he bear this?

Why don't you let this alchemist take his head off?

[When the second batch of ingredients came out of the furnace, the success fell short. After opening the furnace lid, I only got one burnt black pill]

Um?

Another waste of materials?

Presumably this alchemist, himself, must also be feeling very uncomfortable, right?

[The third batch of materials was put into the furnace and refined. After it reached 70%, the alchemy furnace lost control for a time. Fortunately, I rescued it again.]

[When the alchemy furnace was opened, I found a soybean-sized grain of Xiangniu Dan from the ashes in the half furnace]

【Finally the elixir is finished】

Bai Mo has not read the complete information about Xiang Niudan.

But he probably knows some basic data.

During the refining process of Xiangniu Pill, if the utilization rate of a portion of medicinal materials reaches 80%, you can get a fist-sized pill.

If you only get one grain the size of a soybean, the yield rate is quite impressive.

I guess this alchemist will also be very depressed, right?

[The fourth material is refined into a furnace of ashes]

[The fifth material is refined into a furnace of ashes]

[The sixth material is refined into a furnace of ashes]

Seeing this, Bai Mo compared the handwriting and suddenly frowned.

"Is this the fool who used Tianqiong to promote growth?"

[The ninth furnace, still failed]

[Tenth furnace, still failed]

Ten ingredients to make one as big as a soybean?

The success rate is low enough.

The output rate is also quite low.

Bai Mo smiled bitterly, feeling a little sympathetic to the unlucky alchemist.

[Using only ten ingredients, I actually refined a Xiangniu Dan. I am indeed a genius! Hahahahaha! 】

[This success rate and output rate are worthy of bragging even in those holy places]

[The king rewarded me with a jar of medicinal wine, it smells so good! 】

[Now the Alchemy Palace recognizes me as the second person in alchemy after Junhou, hahahahaha]

Bai Mo had a strange expression and looked at the document again to make sure he didn't get the context wrong.

Ten ingredients were used to produce a soybean-sized Niu Dan. This ancient immortal seemed really proud of himself?

"Could it be that... I have some misunderstanding about the output rate of the ancient immortals' alchemy?"

He looked at Xue Nuan Dan and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"This thing only wastes half of the medicinal materials, but the output rate is already quite high?"

…

The day of the dream corresponds to the night of the real world.

On this winter night, the temperature is freezing and the cold wind is howling.

But at Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory, the workshop is still brightly lit and has constant temperature and humidity.

Zhang Yupeng walked in from the outside, closed the sliding door of the workshop with a clatter, patted his belly, and burped. His mouth was filled with the smell of wontons, but he had just gone to the cafeteria for a late-night snack. He grinned, satisfied, and walked to his post.

It's his turn to be on duty tonight, and he wants to spend the night looking at the machines in the workshop.

Lao Zhang and Lao Chen, who were on duty together, were still eating in the canteen.

He raised his head and glanced around, and saw machines of various colors, with indicator lights flashing, electric sounds sounding, or slight vibrations.

He went to his instrument monitoring room, sat down, took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, and was about to check the time.

Sudden……

Click!

Throughout the workshop, the lights went out.

In the darkness, there was only the phone he had just taken out, and the light from the screen illuminated his face.

what happened?

This is a 24-hour production workshop, how could there be a power outage!

"The electrical system failed?"

He opened his address book and looked for the number of the electrician on duty. Just as he was about to call it, he suddenly heard laughter coming from far away in the empty workshop.

ah?

His hands trembled, and he subconsciously turned off the screen immediately.

He raised his head and it took his eyes a while to adjust to the darkness.

He saw several black shadows moving quickly through the warehouse, like ghosts, making weird laughs of "haha" and "haha" as they passed by!

Sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Is there an enemy attack?"

His body was shaking, his mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't figure out what to do.

Shout out and call someone?

Call and find the Immortal Committee?

Rush out and fight the enemy?

He secretly raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

No……

Will not work……

yes!

There is an immortal arts committee member on duty in this workshop!

Today is Commissioner Zheng Yutian, number seven!

…

In the Immortal Committee's alert center, computers are lined up in rows. Operators sit in front of the computers, wearing headsets, and occasionally answer the phone.

"Hello? Hello?...Have you encountered a suspected crime related to immortality?"

"Please tell us the house number."

"Don't worry, kid, don't make a sound, someone will come to rescue you right away."

Even though it was late at night, it was still noisy.

In the corner of the hall, in the special monitoring room, a red light suddenly flashed and a piercing alarm sounded!

Di——

Di——

Di——

The officer on duty, who was fighting between his upper and lower eyelids, was startled and woke up suddenly!

"ah?"

He looked at the screen and his eyes widened.

"Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory? The power in the workshop was cut off? The signal was also blocked?"

Something big happened!

The Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory has the highest security level in the entire Xizhou!

He immediately operated the computer and shook people urgently!

…

The entrance of the pharmaceutical factory warehouse.

Click!

"Hey, why is the door locked? Can't it be opened?"

Lao Zhang didn't open the door for a moment.

"Old Chen, come and take a look..."

He turned his head and saw Lao Chen stunned, looking at the window of the workshop in a daze.

Um?

Lao Zhang also looked at the windows and saw that the windows were dark.

Is there a power outage in the workshop?

How is that possible?

In the workshop...we were attacked? !

The two workers looked panicked and immediately turned around and ran away from the workshop!

While running, both of them took out their mobile phones.

"Lao Zhang, you go to the factory director, I'll go to the Immortal Committee!"

"good!"

…

What they don't know is that there is a talisman posted behind the door of this warehouse!

It was this bloody talisman, shining with brilliance, that locked the warehouse door!

What they didn't even know was that at this time, ghost figures were flying through the warehouse, affixing explosive symbols to each machine amidst the strange laughter!

"Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Snow Lotus Zengqi Soup Factory, right?"

"There are fireworks for you tonight!"

"When the Immortal Committee arrives, you will only see debris, flames and gunpowder smoke all over the ground, hahaha!"

…

"Commissioner Zheng?"

"Where are you?"

"Are you asleep?"

It was dark in Zheng Yutian's duty room.

Zhang Yupeng crawled all the way in, looking for someone in a low voice.

Then I touched the chair, then the bed, and finally shed tears and fell down on the bed.

There is no one on the chair.

The bed is even more empty!

Even the bed was cold!

Commissioner Zheng Yutian is long gone!

Why isn't he there?

Where did he go?

The lights were turned off, the signal was blocked, and ghosts were flying around outside, laughing and wreaking havoc.

Unconsciously, Zhang Yupeng burst into tears.

He was suddenly a little scared!

If the Immortal Committee is too late, will the entire workshop be blown up?

If the workshops are ruined, can this factory still exist?

If the factory no longer exists, can we still eat the wontons and spicy soup in the cafeteria in the future?

If the factory no longer exists, can he still enjoy the work clothes, his salary, and his treatment?

If the factory ceased to exist, what would happen to his treatment at the Dating Corner in the park? Will I be able to marry a good wife in the future?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the more scared he became, the more he thought about it, the more tears streamed down his face, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became in his heart!

He reached out and groped around the bed!

There is equipment in this duty room, he remembers it!

He bent down, leaned forward, and touched the cold submachine gun hanging on the wall!

Touched the head mounted searchlight again!

He shivered, put on the searchlight, and turned on the light with a click.

Holding the gun again, he stood up, rushed up, kicked open the door of the duty room, and faced the ghostly workshop, crying and shouting with tears in his eyes!

"Get out of our factory!"

Written a little late. . Excuse me. .