Chapter 772 - 411: The Fox Disciples’ Hidden Worries and the Master’s Work (Part 3)

Chapter 772: Chapter 411: The Fox Disciples’ Hidden Worries and the Master’s Work (Part 3)

Seeing Coffee Ear’s bewildered look, Bai Mo grinned.

"Don’t be afraid!

"It’s all pretty simple to operate!

"Haha, let’s go eat first, enjoy your meal, and when we head to the medicine field in the afternoon, you’ll all understand.

"It’s really not complicated to operate!

"We’ve installed new facilities in the medicine field... um..."

It seemed a couple of sentences wouldn’t suffice to explain.

Bai Mo smiled as he let go of the two apprentices, patted the heads of the other apprentices, and pinched Coffee Shoe’s chubby cheeks.

This group of fox apprentices, they’re good at everything, but they get anxious easily, frightened easily, their courage too small, and they tend to waste mental energy worrying!

It seems like this noon, I’ll need to put in a bit of overtime to finish the work, so they don’t scare themselves any further.

Bai Mo went to the cafeteria front desk, picked up a bowl of dry fried meatballs for lunch, then turned and left, heading straight towards the Ghost Eye Machine Room.

In the machine room, one struggling Ghost Eye after another was soaking in pools of Hundred Flowers Juice, leisurely working, processing information sent from the medicine field, then returning results according to a programmed procedure.

Bai Mo casually found a spot to sit down, tossed a meatball into his mouth, crunching away while closing his eyes.

Over ten thousand types of various herbs, a myriad of cultivation methods—it’s indeed a vast amount of information, yet the apprentices must learn, must practice operating... If he were to explain each individually, no doubt it would exhaust a vast amount of time and require extended waiting.

Even...

"Over ten thousand types of herbs and tens of thousands of cultivation notes, even if I had a computer to input via keyboard, it would take a very, very long time."

But here in the Ghost Eye Machine Room, as he closed his eyes, as his Divine Sense connected with one Ghost Eye after another, the stream of information in his mind would erupt instantaneously, flowing into the Ghost Eyes, transforming into their stream of information, becoming the biocurrent flashing blue light between their tendrils!

Zizizi...

It’s the sound of electrical sparks dancing in the machine room.

Gugugu...

It’s the sound of Ghost Eyes working at high capacity, consuming Hundred Flowers Juice to replenish energy.

With his eyes closed, Bai Mo stuffed another dry fried meatball into his mouth, while eating and writing information into the Ghost Eyes, writing programs... Indeed, he was writing not only information but programs, enabling Ghost Eye One in the field to judge the herb type, assess herb conditions, decide which ground operations are needed, and display them... programs!

Writing programs using a computer, the speed is limited by the keyboard.

Writing programs using Divine Sense and Ghost Eyes, even Bai Mo himself didn’t know how fast it could be!

Zizizi...

In the machine room, the sound of electrical sparks grew louder and louder.

Gugugu...

Each Ghost Eye’s power consumption increased, swallowing more and more Hundred Flowers Juice.

Bai Mo ate meatballs while keeping his eyes closed to write programs, continuing the unfinished morning work.

In his mind, various herbs, decisions and judgment, specific handling, sketch after sketch... all inputted into the Ghost Eye Machine Room.

Didn’t know how long it passed, he finished the last meatball and completed the program writing.

Finally opened his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

Eating dry meatballs, feeling a bit thirsty.

"Aow aow aow!"

Hm?

Bai Mo looked up, found Coffee Ear holding a bowl of millet porridge, unexpectedly appearing at an unknown time, standing by him.

Looking up again, Coffee Claw, Coffee Shoe, Coffee Waist, Peach Blossom Eyes, White Earrings, Star Ear, Quanquan Hu, Hu Hufeng, Piaopiao Xue... countless fox apprentices, some with curiosity written all over their faces, watched the master and then the Ghost Eyes.

Or squeezed outside, peeking their heads in.

Bai Mo smiled and accepted the millet porridge, patting Coffee Ear’s head.

"Alright, nothing to worry about, bring your tools and go have a look at the medicine field!"