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

Chapter 545 Even the boss of Xizhou cannot track him down!

The office fell silent.

Everyone sitting at the conference table had increasingly ugly expressions.

They are not stupid, their heads are spinning very fast.

At this time, they really hoped that Bai Mo's article and formula were wrong!

If Bai Mo is right, if this drone is really tampered with, the consequences will be hard to imagine!

President Chen Shu sat at the head of the conference table and put down the drone in his hand.

“Let’s…uh…investigate it as soon as possible!

"Everyone, wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and made the call.

"Hello?

"Materials department?

"Please, please use all methods to check whether there are any abnormalities in the drone lenses produced in Xizhou.

"Ah...yes, the highest level, all methods..."

Standing next to Bai Mo, Zheng Xinfeng seemed a little scared.

This matter seems to be more serious and involved than he imagined?

His face turned pale and his eyes were dull. Suddenly, he felt his hand being held.

It was a slender, dry and warm hand, coming from a white ink expert.

But he saw the Bai Mo expert smiling and comforting him softly.

"So, during the rescue operation in Tianshui Town, during the rescue time of just a few dozen seconds, you discovered something unusual about the drone?

"So, you responded quickly and manually adjusted the parameters in a short period of time, so that the rescue mission could be successfully completed?

"So, you insisted on speaking out about the problems you discovered, and it gave us a wake-up call?

"So...why are you nervous? You should be proud.

“I’m proud of your intelligence and acumen, your solid skills, and your courage and perseverance.

"This time, everyone wants to thank you."

Bai Mo patted the young man's arm and asked Zheng Yu to take him to sit down.

In fact, I am also afraid.

If something goes wrong with the drone, the consequences and impact may have spread to the entire Kyushu with the Human Eye Project?

In the mountain city of Beihai, skyscrapers rise from the ground.

A small and medium-sized company works in this building.

Medium-sized companies may be able to rent a floor.

Small companies only rent an office space.

Countless white-collar workers make phone calls, make plans, and attend meetings.

Everyone was wearing similar clothes and different badges. Some looked familiar, while others were completely unfamiliar to them.

As for the twenty-third floor of the building, it is even more deserted on weekdays.

Only takeaways, couriers and fairy committee members who come to inspect occasionally come here.

"...You're good to go!"

At the elevator entrance on the 23rd floor, a dark and fat young man with a smile on his face saw off the fairy arts committee member who came to inspect.

After turning around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

He turned around and entered the glass door into the office space.

Then I saw cabinets arranged here, which turned out to be a server cluster.

There are only a few operation and maintenance engineers sitting in the corner office.

He yawned and walked into the office.

Lying back on the chair, he nodded to his companions.

"The notes are all gone."

Several people lay down and closed their eyes.

Above their heads, a white mist appeared that blurred the world and dreams.

In the white mist, huge black centipede-like insects appeared, coiling above their heads, as if they were wearing strange hats.

Each insect foot penetrated deep into their hair and pressed against their scalp. Then the nerves penetrated their pores, penetrated their skulls, and connected them to their brains.

"Um, does it seem like there's really a problem?"

In the conference room, President Chen Shu sighed and turned pale.

"The people in the Materials Department used some very special and extreme methods to detect that the bacteria on this lens were not quite right...

"Well, there is a very special kind of bacteria on this lens. It seems that it has never been discovered in this world. It is not a common bacteria."

In the conference room, the atmosphere became increasingly weird.

bacteria?

Since the lenses cannot be eaten or licked, who would check for bacteria on the surface of the lenses?

Isn't this nonsense?

Bai Mo hugged his apprentice Haw Cake and was also surprised.

"bacteria?"

The microbial technology of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty was actually not very developed.

When the matter involves bacteria, it actually means that Gu Xian spent a lot of money!

President Chen Shu’s voice was slightly hoarse.

“And…it’s not just the lenses we produce in Xizhou that have problems.

"The lenses produced by Beihai, Dongguo, Sichun and Nantian all have problems."

Once the Immortal Committee's investigation is launched, the efficiency will be extremely terrifying!

"...It has probably been found out that the factory that produces lenses was infiltrated by Gu Xian and polluted the pool for cleaning lenses.

“Our Xizhou side is Zheng Yu’s deputy, Huang Ming.

"That guy, while inspecting the factory, reached out and touched the water used to clean the lenses, pretending to check the water quality, and polluted the pool."

At the conference table, Zheng Yu's face darkened instantly!

Huang Ming!

It's that bitch!

President Chen Shu sighed.

Today was originally a joyful commendation meeting.

Who could have expected that it would suddenly turn into an infiltration terrorist attack?

"In short... alas... the Secret Brain Office has already intervened in this matter.

"We are investigating quickly.

"Let's wait a moment."

In the dream, it was night.

LED lights illuminate the workshop.

Various tools are hung on the wall or placed on the table.

From time to time, the "crackling" sound of flames can be heard in the small blast furnace.

Gu Xian sat on a chair, touching the knife embryo produced by modern technology, turning it over and over, and was full of praises!

"So beautiful!

“This type of weapon cannot be made by an experienced blacksmith without fifty years of experience!

"This coating cannot be applied by an immortal weapon master without seventy years of experience!

"This circuit cannot be carved by an immortal weapon master without two hundred years of skills!"

Hu Shanjiu sat next to him and grinned.

"Master, how far is this thing from the [Spiritual Weapon]?

"If you keep tidying it up, can you make a spiritual weapon?"

The ancient immortal thought for a moment.

"Um...well, if I have to say it, [Spiritual Weapon]...one-eighth of the work has been completed!"

Hu Shanjiu smiled awkwardly.

"Then what about the remaining seven-eighths? What other craftsmanship is needed? Tell me, I will go to the Secret Brain Office to communicate."

Gu Xian shook his head.

“There’s no need to communicate, it’s useless even if we do.

"The remaining seven-eighths of the work requires sequence five [spiritual weapon masters], one hundred and eighty of them.

"Haha... In our Holy Land, everything is pretty well done.

"Just let me, your master, be an old man and try my best to make do with it."

The demand for industrial supporting equipment for spiritual weapons is relatively small, and it even has the coarsest industrial division of labor among the nine paths. Because this is a craftsman path, which emphasizes personal craftsmanship.

Hu Shanjiu smiled awkwardly and was about to leave the dreamland when he was suddenly stunned for a moment.

He pricked up his ears, heard the news outside the dream, and spoke directly to the master.

“The Immortal Committee’s drone was invaded by a large-scale Xinxian.

"Master, we need to go on a mission to see what's going on and see if there's any way to remedy it."

In the office.

Several young men were lying on chairs, squinting their eyes.

The centipede hat climbing on their heads and the nerve fibers piercing their scalp are sending a torrent of information into their minds!

The centipede's information flow is not equal to the human information flow.

Translating from centipede language to human language is also a rather complicated process.

Although they have practiced for a long time, they are still not very skilled in interpreting this information flow.

At this time, everyone was sweating on their foreheads and stumbling as they read out the flow of information that came to mind.

"The Dongguo area, with coordinates of 121.4956 degrees east longitude and 31.2424 degrees north latitude, contains the blood of the King of Lingluo Holy Land..."

"In the Nantian area, the coordinates are 23.1133 east longitude and 113.3145 degrees north latitude. There is the blood of the King of Xiangye Holy Land..."

There are also special secretaries beside them, typing away, and inputting the data they read out into the system to determine the specific location. The real identities of these people are then determined based on the personal address private information purchased on the dark web.

That’s right, these centipede hats are signal receivers!

After getting the information from the little bugs smeared on the drone lens, they gathered them from all over the world to these centipedes.

These people then receive the information, interpret it, and enter it into the system.

At present, the bug has collected a lot of information, the centipede has received a lot of information, and the centipede has stored a lot of information, but only less than one third of the information they have translated and interpreted...

"Um?"

The leader, the fat little black man, suddenly opened his eyes.

"its not right?"

In a dream.

Jing Guoqing was sitting in the side hall and had just completed a form to tally the production performance of every Fallen Immortal in the industry chain.

Suddenly, he saw the fat little black junior fellow student running in, his face full of panic.

"Brother, our scout bug seems to have been discovered by the Immortal Committee?"

Jing Guoqing was stunned for a moment.

"Found?

"How did you find out?"

He frowned.

The king’s blood in the entire Kyushu has not been dug out yet!

So far, we have only excavated 60%, will it be interrupted?

He looked at the centipede above the little black fat man's head.

"Well... in that case, just leave the Centipede receiver in the dreamland and don't take it out.

“Isn’t it true that not much of the information stored in the centipede’s body has been translated yet?

"From now on, you will be in this dreamland and slowly translate it."

Jing Guoqing is an entrepreneurial boss who knows how to accept things as they come and he is not a greedy person.

But he saw the fat little black man frowning.

"Senior brother, do you think there is a possibility that... um... they will bring the scout bugs to the secret brain office?"

Jing Guoqing was stunned and looked at his junior brother.

Junior brother also looked at Jing Guoqing.

Secret brain office?

The level of scout bugs is extremely high!

With the level of immortality in the Immortal Committee, one might not be able to understand what this is.

But in the Secret Brain Office, there are descendants of the Holy Land and ancient immortals from the Holy Land.

in this case……

"It seems, is it really possible?"

Jing Guoqing grinned and nodded.

"That's fine!

"Wear the Centipede receiver and return to the present world.

"First receive the information from the Secret Brain Office!"

In the suburbs of Xizhou City, the sun is shining brightly and the breeze is not dry.

The roads in the village are clean, but there are no people in sight.

brush……

Two off-road vehicles drove towards each other and stopped close to each other.

Feng Kaishan was sitting in a car and handed over his suitcase.

"In this box, there are complete glass pieces of the drone lens, as well as samples made by the Materials Department, laboratory reports provided by the Materials Department, and some microscopic imaging data."

In the other car, Hu Shanjiu's face was hidden in the shadow of his hood as he took the box.

Feng Kaishan's car has already driven away.

Hu Shanjiu and the man in the co-pilot stared together and opened the suitcase.

I saw the lenses, a bottle of reagents, and a pile of documents placed inside.

"Do you think the bacteria on these lenses are already observing us?"

Hu Shanjiu chuckled.

Although he wasn't too afraid...because he was wearing a fairy mask under his hood!

He picked up the lens and asked the ancient immortal in his mind.

"Master, can you tell what kind of skills you have?"

In his mind, Gu Xian looked at it for a while, then directly used the white mist to bring the lens into the dreamland.

After a while, he sighed quietly.

“This is big trouble.

"If I smell this smell correctly...

"This is the scout soldier insect from the ancient Immortal Dynasty war!

“This kind of insect is very valuable and can transmit information to the mother body over extremely long distances.

"That mask of yours doesn't matter.

“It has no eyes and can’t see your face.

"The only information it can detect and transmit is location, bloodline and sequence."

Hu Shanjiu nodded, relieved.

"Oh, I can't see my face.

"It can detect locations and bloodlines... Huh? Bloodlines?"

Hu Shanjiu froze.

"Bloodline?

"Doesn't that mean that this thing followed the human eye and the drone to see all over Jiuzhou and scouted out all the king's blood hidden in Jiuzhou?"

In the office building.

The fat little black man wore a Centipede hat and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, frowning and shaking his head, trying to make the signal better so that Centipede could receive more.

"Have you gone to Secret Brain to do it?"

Those scout bugs will send messages back when they encounter King Blood.

When encountering high-level magicians, they will also send messages back.

At this time, the little fat man frowned.

"Huh? We met... Sequence Eight?

"The location and coordinates are also given... 109.8866 East Longitude, 34.5678 North Latitude...

"Is this the Secret Brain Office? Does the Secret Brain Office also have Sequence Eight offices?"

He ran to the computer next to him, ready to check the coordinates.

The boy next to him suddenly became scared.

"Boss, tell me, is it possible for the boss of Xizhou to catch up to us through signals?"

The fat little black man didn't even raise his head.

“That’s nothing to worry about.

“Our scout soldiers are ancient weapons of war.

"It was designed, and the most important thing is not to expose the command post. In principle, there is no possibility of exposure."

In an off-road vehicle.

Hu Shan was embarrassed at the wine.

"...Um, Master, what do you mean is that we can't track the female insect?"

In his mind, Gu Xian sighed.

"no way.

"This is a scout insect used by the Ancient Immortal Dynasty for thousands of years, and no one can crack it.

"Don't think about the mother worm first, think about how to get rid of those contaminated lenses first..."

Hu Shanjiu sighed.

What he didn't know was that a cloud was floating on the roof of the car.

On the clouds, two foxes sat cross-legged.

One is Bai Mo’s fox apprentice, Coconut Ball.

One is Bai Mo's fox apprentice, Bai Claw.

White Claw holds the steering wheel and controls the cloud.

Coconut Silk Ball is holding a Fox Mountain microscope. The fox paw is twisting the knob and his eyes are staring at the screen.

Finish writing and call it a day!

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