Chapter 825 - 437: Bai Mo’s Endless Budget_2

Chapter 825: Chapter 437: Bai Mo’s Endless Budget_2

Suddenly, a fox paw reached out from his arms to his mouth.

"Ying ying ying!"

The paw was filled with a large handful of walnut kernels, trying to stuff them into the master’s mouth.

Bai Mo smiled and pushed the paw away.

"You guys eat!"

Having finished reading the documents, he put down this Copper Plate and was ready to research Immortal Qi fusion again, to try the ideas he thought of during the day.

Suddenly, he noticed that the Guo Kezhao in his arms was in a daze, with a dim expression, seemingly not very happy.

He rubbed Guo Kezhao’s head, scratched its chin, and rubbed its belly.

"What’s wrong, why aren’t you happy?

"Want to tell your master?"

Guo Kezhao grinned and rubbed its head against its master’s chest.

"Ying ying ying!"

Bai Mo patted its head.

Don’t want to talk?

Not all foxes have the same personality.

Most foxes are optimists who love to brag, love to pretend, and love to laugh foolishly.

Like Night Cat’s Eye, this one just curls up in the master’s arms, squirming and rubbing, laughing secretly.

But a few have slightly heavier thoughts.

"Is there something you want to tell your master?"

Guo Kezhao turned over, lying in the master’s arms, and hugged the master with its paws.

"Ying ying ying!"

Still not talking?

Bai Mo had to pat its head and decided to pay attention to it recently.

...

Swoosh...

The car drove into the North Suburb Base.

Bai Mo, wearing a light white down jacket, sat in the back seat, seeing a message from Master Chong on his phone.

[Our Snow Lotus Soup might really not be enough to sell]

Next to him, the fox disciple Guo Kezhao, brought by the master for a change of scene, was crouching beside the master, holding a super deluxe hand-grab pancake with meat floss, bacon, eggs, steak, grilled sausage, cheese, and Mimi shrimp crackers, eating with a face full of happiness, enjoying to the fullest!

Every bite into the steak, it happily shouts twice.

"Ying ying ying!"

Every bite into the grilled sausage, it happily howls once.

"Aoo aoo aoo!"

Sitting next to him, Fang Xiaoyu had a face full of pride.

"This super deluxe hand-grab pancake cost me thirty bucks, is it good?"

Bai Mo smiled at Fang Xiaoyu and then continued to look at his phone.

[Actually, the current output, a thousand bottles a month, isn’t necessarily small]

[But for some reason, the reputation of this soup is a bit too big]

[Many tycoons from Shangjing, Dongguo, Nantian, and Heluo have also pulled some strings to come to me]

[The connections they pull in are rather strong]

[We could maintain the current output]

[But if we do that, we might offend people...]

[Navigating the underworld can sometimes be very troublesome]

[If others are giving you face, and you don’t take it, it could hurt their pride]

[I, for now, am looking at what you mean...]

Bai Mo frowned slightly, not quite understanding the mindset of Master Chong and his group.

He considered the factory’s output.

And then the factory’s books.

"Funds... aren’t actually lacking."

After contemplating for a moment, he replied to Master Chong.

[I’ll give you ten bottles of raw essence this month, is that enough?]

Master Chong quickly replied.

[That should be about enough]

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

Ten bottles of raw essence?

How much could that sell for when diluted with water?

Thinking of this figure, it really is quite extravagant!

Swoosh...

The car stopped.

The car door opened, and the bodyguard Wu Qingyun got out first.

Guo Kezhao finished off the hand-grab pancake, licked its paw clean, wiped its mouth, wiped its face, put on a face of aloofness, jumped onto the master’s shoulder, and got out of the car with the master to go to the Immortal Committee’s office building for the regular meeting.

...

The Immortal Committee’s regular meetings don’t have fixed members.

Sometimes, people leave the West State and no longer participate in this meeting.

Sometimes, new people join, adding a seat to this meeting.

For example, today’s meeting had a few new faces sitting across the table.

Mo Lanyou, as usual, sat with Bai Mo, whispering into Bai Mo’s ear.

"The few newcomers are all in the drone business!

"Working on high-performance drones, avionics, flight control, and AI-based pattern recognition and similar fields."

Bai Mo sneaked a glance and saw these few strangers, all looking indifferent, wearing checkered shirts, their heads shiny, indeed like engineers.

At this moment, Chairman Chen Shu, who was speaking, happened to mention these people.

"... In the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple incident this time, with blood rain falling from the sky, the environmental conditions were very harsh.

"If it weren’t for the newly developed high-performance drones by Expert Zheng Yu, we wouldn’t have been able to capture real battlefield footage in time.

"This deserves commendation!"

In the meeting hall, everyone raised their hands to applaud, the clapping sound like a tide.

And Zheng Yu along with several other engineers smiled and nodded to everyone in acknowledgment.

After Chen Shu finished his speech, he invited Zheng Yu to say a few words.

He stood up, cleared his throat.

"Up to today, our drones are already quite good.

"In incidents like the Heluo Treasure Vault and the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple, our drones have played a role and beautifully completed their observation tasks.

"But, actually, our drones still have a lot of room for development.

"We can achieve faster speeds, smoother flights, stronger anti-interference capabilities, and make them quieter, more efficient, with cameras of higher definition and frame rates mounted on them.

"They could even have machine guns assisted by computers, turning them into sharpshooters!

"If equipped with special bullets that can kill Immortal Technique Masters, they could even become Immortal Mage Slayers!

"You could say this is a kind of future weapon with immense imaginative potential..."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was slightly awkward.

Some were listening to the speech, while others whispered among themselves.

Like Mo Lanyou, who leaned close to Bai Mo’s ear, secretly mocking.

"This guy isn’t just a tech freak, he’s a fanatic tech freak!"

Guo Kezhao, crouching in his master’s arms, perked up his ears, and upon hearing Mo Lanyou’s words, frowned.

"Huh?"

What does a fanatic tech freak even mean?

Then Zheng Yu continued,

"What now hinders our progress and restricts our development is just one thing... funding!

"We need more funding to recruit better engineers, build more professional labs, and purchase cutting-edge equipment and materials.

"Today, at this meeting, I would like to formally propose to apply for an increase in our Drone Center’s funding quota!

"As long as the funds are in place, the ’Immortal Mage Slayer’ can definitely be successfully developed!"

Chairman Chen Shu coughed twice, slightly embarrassed.

"Cough cough... There’s no need to bring up funding matters in the meeting.

"The key is that the Drone Center’s funding is already in an overdraft state.

"We don’t even have any extra funds to allocate further to the Drone Center..."

Then Zheng Yu suddenly said.

"Yes!

"There is a project that has been burning money and failing, and its product can be completely replaced by drones.

"Can we cut that project and allocate the saved funds to the Drone Center?"

Upon these words, everyone by the meeting table was speechless.

What is wrong with Zheng Yu?

Does he just open his mouth to scrap someone else’s project and take their funding?

Isn’t he a bit too wild?

Then Zheng Yu continued,

"That’s right, everyone has probably guessed it.

"I’m talking about the pigeon project!

"The project to breed long-eared pigeons in the West Ridge Mountain Range!

"Drones can completely replace pigeons now!

"Endurance, speed, flexibility, reconnaissance capability... in every dimension, from any angle, drones outperform pigeons..."

As he spoke, everyone around the conference table fell into thought.

Mo Lanyou leaned close to Bai Mo’s ear, whispering an explanation.

"He’s talking about Committee Member Su Yaoyao’s pigeon breeding project.

"That project has become increasingly pitiful recently.

"It needs more and more manpower, and the required equipment, instruments, and construction are also increasing.

"But the pigeons being bred die in large groups!

"No matter how much funding is poured in, there’s less and less feedback.

"Actually, this time, the Chairman might agree to Zheng Yu’s suggestion."

Bai Mo sighed, nodding his head.

Just as he was about to check his phone and some data, suddenly the conference room door was knocked.

Bang! Bang!

After the knocking, Su Yaoyao walked in.

She was wearing thick overalls, with her wavy long hair tied behind her into a neat braid.

Her face was without makeup, bearing dark circles under her eyes.

She seemed wearied by travel.

"Sorry, everyone.

"There was an unexpected incident at the pigeon field this morning that I had to handle, delaying the meeting.

"I’m really sorry!"

She gave an awkward smile, found a chair by the table, and sat down.

"What was everyone discussing?

"Please continue?"