Chapter 810 - 430: The Crybaby Savior

Chapter 810: Chapter 430: The Crybaby Savior

Night has deepened, the evening wind is cold.

Swish...

The official car drove out of the medicine factory’s gate.

The streetlight’s glow shone into the car window, illuminating Bai Mo and the fox disciple Zhe Meizhua he held in his arms.

His phone screen lit up; turns out there’s a new message.

"Who is it?"

He tapped the screen to see it was the factory director Chen Yuanlin!

"It’s this late, he’s still not resting?"

[Expert Bai Mo, the supplementary storage for our monitoring system is fully deployed]

[We stored a copy locally, and uploaded another to the Immortal Committee’s server]

[Regular monitoring videos are stored for a month, but we’re storing them for a year! We’re even storing the audio!]

Bai Mo replied with a smile and an OK.

From the time this medicine factory was built to now, it’s only been a little over a month.

Storing monitoring records for a year is already very impressive.

"Speaking of which... storage technology is getting more impressive now.

"Writing has become faster, power consumption smaller, storage safer and more stable.

"Technology is continually improving."

Bai Mo rubbed his disciple’s chubby belly, feeling sentimental.

"Our Ghost Eye at Fox Mountain is also improving."

After the last time the Ghost Eye was discovered by Miyamoto Rokuzo’s Ancient Immortal Master, Bai Mo made some modifications to the Ghost Eye. Mimicking the peculiar aura on Pang Youyou, he reduced the presence of the Ghost Eye.

Adding the inherent characteristics of the Ghost Eye itself, it has now become even harder to detect.

...

Whoosh...

The evening wind in the mountains grew colder, sharper.

Fake Wu Yankong roamed the corridor with a bright flashlight, feeling oddly unsettled, yet when he focused his spirit to perceive, he couldn’t pinpoint any issues.

"Master is already seeking experts to help me uncover the Super Immortal Grass within this temple.

"I just need to wait.

"By rights, the West State Boss should have left by now, right?"

In the biting wind, Wu Yankong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, adjusted his breath pattern and recalled the martial depiction of [Drinking Horse River]!

When wild horses drink water in the river, they are most alert, able to see in every direction, listen far and wide, and detect any stirring in the wind!

After visualizing this path, he gradually adjusted his breath, focusing his Martial Dao Will!

"Whoosh..."

He exhaled a breath of impurities, and when he reopened his eyes, there seemed to be a brilliant light shooting forth!

He had tuned himself into the [Drinking Horse River] state, maximizing his senses and Spiritual Sense!

"As long as the West State Boss arrives, I can sense it immediately!"

Maintaining this state is highly consuming, continuously draining his spirit and tiring him out.

Yet he could only grit his teeth and hold on!

"It won’t be long.

"Retrieving Immortal Grass is a matter best done sooner rather than later.

"The master will not procrastinate either!"

Whoosh...

The wind blew again.

On the land flanking the corridor, stalks of half-withered weeds swayed gently.

Underneath the leaves, black eyeballs occasionally flickered open, stealthily observing the fake Wu Yankong, capturing his image.

And in the [Drinking Horse River] state, Fake Wu Yankong was waving his flashlight everywhere, scanning wildly, glaring to check here, look there, inspect rooftops of the corridor, gaze at distant trees, watch the stone bricks beneath his feet, and eye the stalks of weeds outside the corridor.

Finally, his gaze paused on the weeds, stunned for a moment.

"This stuff... resists the cold quite well."

Finding no abnormalities at all, he grinned, relaxed, and briskly headed back to his room.

Yet he dared not cancel the [Drinking Horse River] state.

...

Whoosh...

The fierce wind blew, entering the Fox Mountain Ghost Eye Machine Room.

In various pits, heaps of Ghost Eyes gently squirmed, absorbing Hundred Flowers Juice while performing routine computing tasks, providing computational support for the medicinal field.

"Eee!"

It’s the operation engineer Braised Pork Bun, carrying a bucket of sticky liquid, pouring it "wa-lala" over a heap of Ghost Eyes.

Master said that this is the Ghost Eye’s latest equipped storage facility, capable of storing some information, freeing up the Ghost Eye’s running memory.

Braised Pork Bun squinted its fox eyes, recalling what the master said, confirming it didn’t forget.

Although it doesn’t understand... it memorized it!

Once memorized, it could flaunt in front of its brothers and sisters, displaying its professionalism as an operation engineer!

Thinking of this, it squinted its eyes and giggled foolishly.

"Oo-oh!"

It’s the other operation engineer Black Sugar Bun, who also just poured a bucket of sticky liquid, "wa-lala" over a heap of Ghost Eyes.

I stared wide-eyed, watching as one by one nerve fibers extended from the Ghost Eyes, diving into this fluid!

This fluid flowed and squirmed, even forming layer upon layer, piece upon piece of dry skin on the surface. The dry skin began to transform into twisting, branching wrinkles!

Black Sugar Bun squinted its eyes, looking at these wrinkled dry skins, finding them familiar.

What does it resemble exactly?

It raised its Fox Claw, rubbed its chubby head, and pondered for a while.

"Oh!"

It remembered, like a walnut!

...

Inside the Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the desk, squinted his eyes, remotely sensing the commotions on the machine room side, issuing several commands, and receiving responses.

"Hmm, successful.

"Heh.

"Fox Mountain’s own hard disk storage, simulating brain cortex!"

With this storage, the information collected by Ghost Eye at the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple can be directly stored.

"Without issues, just store it first, can be reviewed later.

"When sensing Immortal Qi fluctuations, or other matters, notify me.

"This way I don’t have to worry consistently, nor fear missing anything."

Bai Mo took a sip of hot tea, savoring the fragrant taste, grinning broadly.