Chapter 801 - 425: West State Boss, Making Everyone Happy (Part 3)

Chapter 801: Chapter 425: West State Boss, Making Everyone Happy (Part 3)

Suddenly, in Xiaozhang’s pocket, his phone vibrated.

"Whose message?"

Qiaozhang pulled out his phone. When he saw the sender, his expression instantly turned grave.

His consciousness sank into his mind.

"Master, there’s an order for us from Prince Bai Bao’s side..."

...

Pharmaceutical factory, in the office.

Bai Mo was drinking tea, frowning slightly.

"Is there really no kind-hearted investor willing to fund my research materials..."

He drank tea, feeling extremely anxious.

"That herd at the Immortal Committee is digging like crazy.

"That ruin isn’t even that deep, they’re about to dig right through it, aren’t they?

"Will the investors make it in time?"

...

Inside the dream.

In the pitch-dark vegetable garden, the Gao Gou Ancient Immortal and his disciple Xiaozhang were in a frantic rush, manufacturing Copper Plates!

"Master, do we really have to carve them on the spot? There aren’t any ready-made ones?"

The Gao Gou Ancient Immortal cradled a Copper Plate, using his fingernail as a pen; the "pen" flew like dragons and snakes, writing Mars, and then line after line of tiny Sequence Five characters on the Copper Plate.

"All the ready-made ones are buried underground! Who can go dig those up?"

He only had Xiaozhang as a disciple, with zero ancient-ruin excavation capability.

Right now, to carry out Prince Bai Bao’s order, he had no choice but to write out every last bit of fake Water Image Pill information lodged in his own memory!

When he finished one, he tossed it to his disciple Xiaozhang.

"Hurry, you age this one, I’ll go carve the next."

...

In the deep pit by the roadside.

Dozens of Immortal Technique Committee members swung their shovels like lightning, exploiting the terrifying physique of Immortal Technique Masters, each one turning into an earth-digging machine!

"Why are the Copper Plates getting fewer and fewer?"

"Feels like we’re really not finding any more?"

"Broken walls, pillars, all those architectural remains are getting fewer too."

"Could it be we’ve already dug straight through this ruin?"

Outside the mouth of the pit, Professor Zhang, Chairman Chen Shu, and the others were also staring down into the deep hole, their gazes almost burning through it!

"We’ve already dug up forty-seven Copper Plates, and traded them for forty-seven cups of detox tea.

"Is this ruin about to be dug through?"

"Is the total really not going to break fifty?"

...

Fox Mountain, dormitory grand hall.

In the duty room, more than two hundred cups of detox tea had already been poured, waiting to be exchanged.

All forty-seven Copper Plates that Fox Mountain planted had been fully recovered.

The two foxes squatted to the side, looking up at the image floating in midair.

"Ying ying ying?"

"Ao ao ao?"

The ruin was just about to be dug through, wasn’t it?

But where were the new Copper Plates, the new research materials? Why hadn’t they "grown" out yet?

...

In the pharmaceutical factory office.

Bai Mo lay back in his office chair, eyes closed, his vision projected over to Chairman Chen Shu’s side, locking onto that dirt pit under excavation.

"What’s going on?

"They still haven’t dug up any new Copper Plates?

"These people aren’t taking the bait?

"Was I too subtle?

"Or did I overestimate their brain circuits?

"Or maybe... they’re carving Copper Plates on the spot, then aging them?"

Bai Mo knitted his brows tighter.

"That’s really... not necessary.

"Even if you bring them with fresh bronze burrs, I can pretend I don’t see it—just send them over!"

...

In the lamplit Royal Hall, shadows swaying.

Prince Bai Bao’s eyes were round with focus, his fingertip tapping the desk over and over, shaking loose the lamp wicks on the table.

"Sigh, they’re a bit too slow.

"If they really dig through the ruin and leave that pit, won’t all my painstaking scheming go up in smoke..."

Just then, his Spiritual Sense was stirred; he heard his disciple’s voice.

"Master, it’s done!"

...

On a street in West State.

Beside the pit.

Several Sequence Seven cultivators in charge of guarding; one of the Array Masters suddenly frowned.

"I just felt the Earth Vein under my feet tremble a little?

"Someone’s traveling through the Earth Vein?

"Weird, was that an illusion?"

By the pit, Professor Zhang, Chairman Chen Shu, and the others had pretty much resigned themselves.

"Ah, the ruin’s basically dug through; looks like there really are only those forty-seven Copper Plates, huh?"

"Hahaha, alright, don’t be greedy!"

"Later we’ll study how to allocate these forty-seven cups of detox soup."

At the bottom of the pit, Zhang Shan, Lu Yang, and the others were digging with their shovels and had also given up hope.

"Man, if we keep digging, it’s just dirt all the way down—no broken walls, no pillars, no Stone Slabs, no Copper Plates."

Lu Yang gave a wry grin.

"Guess we’ve cleaned it out."

He casually drove his shovel into the yellow soil beneath his feet.

Dang!

Hm?

Lu Yang and Zhang Shan froze.

The other Immortal Technique Committee members who had been thinking of quitting all froze as well.

That sound—did we hit something hard?

"At the end of the road, we thought there was no way out, and then—beyond the dim willows, another village?"

Lu Yang moved quick; with a few shovelfuls he pried open the soil layer, and saw the corners of three Copper Plates stacked together, exposed in the dirt.

"Ah?"

"Ha!"

Everyone went wild with joy, swinging their shovels again!

"Hahahahaha!"

Lu Yang laughed loudly, reaching out to yank those three Copper Plates free!

The Copper Plates were all covered in bronze rust as well, but... but the writing seemed too dense, too cramped, and the strokes looked clearer than the ones on the previous Copper Plates?

"Who cares."

All around came "dang dang dang"—it was the shovels of the Immortal Technique Committee members, one after another hitting hard objects.

"My god, how many Copper Plates are down here?

"Hahaha, brothers, we’re rich, we’re rich!"

...

In the lamplit Bronze King Hall, shadows wavering.

Prince Bai Bao grinned, squinting with satisfaction as he poured himself a small cup of liquor.

"Hehehe.

"In the end, I still seized this opportunity.

"My disciple is not that easy to kill."

...

In the office, Bai Mo took a sip of tea, hugged his disciple, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Those Copper Plates sure have a lot of words on them... this... that Ancient Immortal is really a down-to-earth guy."

...

Fox Mountain night-shift duty room.

The two foxes, delighted, followed their master’s instructions and simply made a giant ice bucket, dumping all the remaining detox tea into it with a "hua la la".

Master had said, counting it cup by cup is both troublesome and stingy—better to send it out in one whole bucket!

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ao ao ao!"

Through the image in midair, they could already see the new Copper Plates "growing" out of the earth—their master really pulled it off!

...

At this moment, Prince Bai Bao, the Immortal Committee, Fox Mountain... every side got what they wanted, every side achieved its own goal, and every side was overwhelmingly happy!