Chapter 844 - 447: Plant Neurology, Immortal Grass

Chapter 844: Chapter 447: Plant Neurology, Immortal Grass

In the Bronze King Hall, Prince Bai Bao and his disciple watched the copper mirror together, sighing with deep emotion.

"...That was all from who knows how many years ago.

"The Celestial Fist Holy Land of the Martial Kingdom was blooming like brocade, roaring like oil over a raging fire, incomparably domineering.

"Under its banner, famed ministers fell like rain, mighty generals gathered like clouds; it could be called the strongest power beneath the Celestial Palace, the first among the Eight Hundred Holy Lands.

"And in that Holy Land, there was a young Sequence Three powerhouse who, clearly born low with no background to speak of, was nevertheless repeatedly entrusted with heavy responsibility and fed a huge amount of the Holy Land’s resources.

"This man’s actual ability wasn’t even that great, and he botched a lot of things.

"But the strange thing was, the Holy Land kept promoting him again and again, as if they didn’t care at all about his failures.

"Until one year, he commanded three thousand Sequence Four and lost to one thousand Sequence Four from the Profound Spear Holy Land.

"Only then did the princes of the Celestial Fist Holy Land sense that something was wrong!

"The princes thoroughly investigated every single appointment related to him, and discovered that most of those appointments came from the Holy Land Elder Hall.

"And when the elders in the hall looked back on those bizarre appointments, they themselves couldn’t understand what they’d been thinking back then.

"It was as if in a muddled daze, by Ghost Messenger’s mischief, they’d just handed appointments and resources to this useless fellow.

"The prince personally dug down to the bottom of it and uncovered the truth.

"At that time, he was campaigning abroad; once he heard that something was off, he actually fled decisively, and since then has wandered at The Ends of the Earth under a Nine Kingdoms wanted order.

"That young man’s name was Round Stone!"

Jing Guqing knitted his brows.

Just what kind of ability did the Round Stone Ancient Immortal have, to be able to meddle with the dignified Elder Hall of the Celestial Fist Holy Land?

You have to know, in a Holy Land, anyone who can be called an "elder" is at least Sequence Three, even Sequence Two!

Prince Bai Bao let out a sigh.

"Back then, after the Celestial Fist Holy Land uncovered the truth, they didn’t make it public in detail.

"Maybe it also involved some scandals in the Elder Hall; that’s something we can’t know.

"But I vaguely remember, there was gossip saying that what Round Stone relied on was a very bizarre Immortal Technique.

"Its name was: [Parroting]."

...

Inside the conference room.

Everyone was still standing up one after another, taking the microphone one after another, speaking one after another, looking perfectly orderly.

But the mood had already become extremely strange!

"...In our Zhongwu Region, surveillance is already dense enough.

"If we’re supposed to dig up another chunk of funding to invest in drones, there’s simply no way we can cough that up.

"My vote only represents our Zhongwu itself, and we do not support it.

"Even if the Eye of the Human World project really includes drones in its scope, we still do not support..."

On the podium, Hua Yuyue listened while occasionally nodding.

Even Zheng Yu himself was starting to feel muddled.

"My drone project is really too childish, too dumb, too out there.

"How did I ever think of developing something like this?

"And I even wanted to roll it out widely?

"Do I have a screw loose or something?"

Down below the podium, Su Yaoyao was already nodding heavily.

"Each of them sounds really reasonable.

"This drone project is way too dumb; it doesn’t have any real practical value.

"I’d better just go back and raise my pigeons properly."

In Bai Mo’s arms, his fox disciple Mianmian Fruit quietly poked its head out, looked toward the back rows, grabbed its master’s phone, opened the camera, and started snapping photos with "click click".

It hadn’t been affected by [Parroting]...

After all, it was just a fox.

It didn’t understand a word of what these people were saying.

But it did understand that there were people opposing its master!

Foxes are all very crafty!

It was going to photograph every single person who opposed its master, so he could hunt them down and settle accounts in the fall!

Bai Mo’s expression was grave; one arm held his disciple, while the other rested on the desk.

In truth, his Divine Sense was like wind, sweeping through the entire conference room, trying to find traces of these people being controlled by an Immortal Technique!

His windlike Divine Sense moved silently, brushed past each person, checked Hua Yuyue, checked Professor Zhang, checked Su Yaoyao, checked one engineer after another, checked the finance staff sent from Shangjing, checked the representatives from Zhongwu, the representatives from Chunshan... but it all seemed perfectly normal, nothing odd.

It was as if every single person really was voicing their own opinion, truly without any inner conflict.

Just as he was wondering, Bai Mo heard a familiar voice.

It was Professor Fang; he’d also worked on part of the image reconnaissance AI algorithms, and was an expert in this field.

"...Although Expert Bai Mo seems to support this plan.

"I still have to raise an objection, and I hope Expert Bai Mo can understand.

"The footage obtained from regular surveillance and the footage obtained from drones are not on the same level of complexity.

"If we want to use pattern-recognition methods to process the footage from drones, then for the engineers and for the computing power, this will be an enormous test.

"In fact, this is not a task that can be completed in three to five years..."

Hearing this, Bai Mo became even more certain that the people in this conference room, beyond all doubt, were indeed being influenced by some strange Immortal Technique!

Professor Fang might have the surname Fang, but in reality he was very smooth; he absolutely would never say anything in public that went against Bai Mo’s views.

What’s more, his remarks only sounded reasonable on the surface; in fact, they didn’t hold up.

Bai Mo picked up his teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

He narrowed his eyes slightly; his Divine Sense continued like wind, formless and invisible, drifting in fine strands through the entire office.

...

"Heh heh heh.

"Heh heh heh heh.

"Hahaha heh heh heh."

By the side of the little river.

The Round Stone Ancient Immortal and the King of Darkness stood together, watching the images in the river water, both bursting into loud laughter.

"It worked, it worked, hahahaha!

"It’s just slightly a pity.

"The Immortal Technique that I once used on the Holy Land Elder Hall, I’m now only using on this bunch of mortals.