Chapter 904 - 478: General Manager Little Fox, It’s Time to Step Up!

Chapter 904: Chapter 478: General Manager Little Fox, It’s Time to Step Up!

In the office.

Bai Mo sat behind the desk, finished the last document for the day, solved the last problem, submitted the solution, and after closing the expert database, the computer desktop was empty and clean again.

Looked at the time, 8:10 in the morning.

The apprentice, Little Snowflake, leaned close to the computer screen of Fang Xiaoyu, eyes wide open, seemed puzzled, a bit questioning her existence, unsure of what she saw.

Fang Xiaoyu was looking at the screen, but she was quite happy, typing away merrily.

On the other side, Wu Qingyun was as usual, wrestling with coursework from the experimental class!

Bai Mo picked up a cup of hot tea, gently blew on it, took a sip, savoring the lingering fragrance, leaned back in the office chair, swung his shoulders, and adopted a comfortable posture.

"Golden Pocket Pig Cage, this thing, if you want to plant it, the conventional methods won’t work.

"Conventional methods require several decades to a century for the growth cycle, and Fox Mountain can’t wait.

"First, think about it, is there any good way to grow it faster?"

...

Poison Master Wang E closed his notebook and saw the flower growing on his left hand quickly retract.

He had just relaxed, but suddenly felt drowsiness creeping in... it was the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal, looking out!

So he acted calmly, letting his gaze shift from his left hand to his right hand, to the office door.

In his mind, in the pitch-black hall, the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal’s body curled up inside the Bronze Chair, frowning.

"What’s going on?

"Who’s inquiring about the Gui Xu Bottle?

"Is there really an immortal who doesn’t know that thing?"

He couldn’t figure it out and was too lazy to think further.

"Hmph, anyway, it’s nonsense, if it tricks people, that’s best, if not, it’s no big deal."

In reality, Poison Master Wang E had just wiped off the sweat from his forehead when the office door opened. In came a very plain little girl, around sixteen or seventeen, wearing a school uniform, with a face full of acne.

"Manager Wang, my master said to come and pick up the medicine soup."

Wang E pointed to the dozen or so bottles of medicine soup on the coffee table.

Watching the little girl step forward, a white mist blurred between reality and dream around her hands, gathering all the medicine soup into the dream realm.

The little girl had already left.

Wang E’s heart, however, was still uneasy.

Those dozen bottles of medicine soup were not made for the little girl.

The little girl was just a courier collecting items.

She brought the medicine bottles into the dreamland and sent them to the Ancient Immortal.

The Ancient Immortal then delivered the medicines to another apprentice’s hands, sending them to the real world.

If the little girl was in Sichun, and the other apprentice was in Chunshan.

Then these medicines, entering the dreamland in Sichun, returning to reality in Chunshan, crossed thousands of miles in an instant.

This speed far surpasses any courier service in the real world!

Wang E smacked his lips, couldn’t help thinking...

"Would an Ancient Immortal willingly be a courier?

"This Prince Mei Shao, how many Immortal Technique Masters has he controlled? How many Ancient Immortals? Creating such a large organization?

"What exactly is he planning?"

...

Whoosh...

The cold wind howled outside the window.

In the cafeteria, the air was warm and fragrant.

The workers of the medicine factory, each guarding their trays, sat by the tables, eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing.

"Those lobsters, and Wagyu beef, really doesn’t feel right eating them."

"Don’t even mention Wagyu. That stuff is too greasy, makes me have diarrhea. Our tomato beef brisket is way better."

"This big shrimp stir-fried with radish shreds, the mix of meat and vegetables is flavorful, much better than those lobsters."

"That’s right, I just love the radish shreds with shrimp flavor."

Beside the cafeteria corner’s dining table.

Professor Zhang guarded a tray of tomato beef brisket, big shrimp stir-fried radish shreds, vinegar cabbage, white rice, millet porridge, looked at Bai Mo sitting beside him, and grinned.

"Your factory has restored the commoner’s meals? Hahaha!"

Beside him, Fang Xiaoyu was eating tomato beef brisket, and also very happy.

"Before, everyone was complaining in the group about those things like Wagyu, lobster, king crab, not being used to them.

"We simply returned to our roots.

"Actually, after experiencing those things, they don’t have much meaning.

"Everyone really likes this food that returns to simplicity!"

Professor Zhang nodded.

"Indeed."

He took a sip of millet porridge, saw Wu Qingyun also eating vigorously, noticed Expert Bai Mo also eating in small bites, saw the Immortal Beast... how come the Immortal Beast looked displeased?

Little Snowflake guarded a plate of braised beef brisket, big shrimp stir-fried radish shreds, indeed unhappy...way more than unhappy!

It squatted on a chair, eyes blank, staring at the large plate of "return to simplicity."

"Aow?"

What about the Wagyu that was promised?

What about the lobster promised to be larger than a fox’s head?

The promise that every apprentice coming to the real world could taste it?

How come its food standard suddenly declined with a scream?

Is this scientific?

Is this fair?

"Aow!"

It grabbed a spoon, glared angrily at the vivid red tomato beef brisket on the plate!

Decided, today it’s going to gorge on ten portions of beef brisket to mend its injured soul!

...

"...That batch of Snow Lotus Soup really had a big impact.

"Another batch of Sequence Seven had their hidden injuries healed after consuming the Snow Lotus Soup.

"Once this batch of Snow Lotus Soup is taken back, the strengthening of Sequence Eight can start."

Professor Zhang was talking, Bai Mo was listening, occasionally nodding, sometimes glancing at Little Snowflake devouring beef brisket, a bit worried about its belly.

Professor Zhang leaned his shoulder over, lowered his voice.

"Today another batch of Snow Lotus Soup was taken, feeling a bit embarrassed... Expert Bai Mo, are there any difficulties recently? Anything you need help with?"

But Bai Mo took out his phone.

"There really is!"

Bai Mo lit up the phone screen, pulled out a photo, showed it to Professor Zhang.