Chapter 415: Chapter 238: The Fox of the Knowledge Container, Blood Scab on the Cerebral Cortex (Part 2)

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Lunchtime.

The giant cafeteria at the North Suburb Base was bustling with noise and chatter.

Professors, doctors, technicians gathered in groups, chatting and laughing as they lined up for food.

"Today’s bread looks good."

"I want to try the roast duck rice."

"Shall we go for hulutou stew bread?"

At the edge of the cafeteria, a staircase led to the second floor.

Bai Mo, wearing a black sweater and carrying his apprentice’s black belt, had just finished eating and was descending the stairs.

Professor Zhang walked alongside him, grinning.

"Everyone at the North Suburb Base eats here.

"A considerable portion is involved in the Mycelium Healing Patch project.

"In other words, they’re working hard for you.

"When you point out new directions, new goals in the future, it’ll probably still be them, working under you, doing experiments, writing reports, testing techniques. Hahaha."

Bai Mo smiled and exchanged a few polite words.

He didn’t really care about this.

Today he came with Professor Zhang because there was a problem that needed discussing.

After finishing their meal, they followed Professor Zhang’s steps out of the cafeteria and headed towards the lab building.

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Swish...

The elevator doors opened.

The smell of disinfectant wafted through the corridor.

There were young nurses walking back and forth.

Bai Mo furrowed his brow.

A hospital?

A hospital within the North Suburb Base?

Is today’s task related to a patient?

Following Professor Zhang, they entered a ward where a pale-faced young man was lying quietly on the bed.

An IV was injecting glucose into his arm, sustaining his nutrition.

Squeak...

The door opened again, letting in a few old men in white coats, each with a furrowed brow.

They looked at Professor Zhang, then Bai Mo, and all smiled wryly.

The leading old man lowered his voice.

"Different fields are worlds apart; bringing Expert Bai Mo here won’t make a difference."

Squeak...

The door opened once more, but this time it was Bai Mo’s acquaintance, Tian Xinghuo!

Seeing Bai Mo, he smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

He pointed to the pale young man on the bed.

"White or not white?

"He used to be quite tan. Since turning into a plant person two years ago, he’s been lying in the hospital, turning pale."

Bai Mo furrowed his brow.

"What’s the matter?"

Tian Xinghuo shook his head.

"No idea.

"He and I entered the same Dream Immortal Realm.

"Since that day two years ago, when the Ancient Immortal Master taught him alone, he became like this.

"Can’t eat, can’t drink, turned into a plant person."

Several medical experts discussed briefly, then came over smiling.

"Expert Bai Mo, since you’re here, let’s look into this together, brainstorm, it’s quite beneficial."

They didn’t really expect Bai Mo to be helpful, only showing face to Professor Zhang.

After briefly examining Tian Xinghuo’s brother, Tian Xingguang,

Bai Mo joined a group of experts, leaving the ward and entering a conference room.

Once seated, a pile of data was handed to Bai Mo, which he quickly reviewed.

"Hmm... Tian Xingguang isn’t the only one turned into a plant person by the Ancient Immortal?"

This situation is prevalent nationwide.

Recently, the safety rating at the North Suburb Base was raised, bringing more experts here, and more cases were centralized for research.

At this moment in the conference room, the elderly men present were top neurosurgery experts, yet faced with Tian Xingguang’s condition, they found no solution.

"Though he turned into a plant person, his brain remains highly active? It even needs nutritional supplements?

"The brain is so fragile, magnetic resonance imaging can’t be used, as it might explode?"

Bai Mo looked up at the experts.

He saw them all smiling wryly and nodding.

"We can only use CT, not MRI, not craniotomy. Even... for that unlucky kid who exploded, we wanted to use him for anatomical study... but his brain was shattered too severely..."

At this point, several elderly experts lowered their heads, their expressions somber, eyes dim. Seemingly unwilling to recall the scene.

"Can’t use Divine Sense either?"

Professor Zhang shook his head.

"Tian Xingguang came from an Immortal Technique Family, and his family already have a few who possess Divine Sense.

"But... Divine Sense can’t be used.

"Their brains have become extraordinarily peculiar. Once Divine Sense contacts, the brains inexplicably get smashed, turning to mush."

Professor Zhang took a file from a stack and passed it to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo glanced at it and found it was a report by Wu Jianxian two years ago... Two years ago, using Divine Sense to examine the brain of an immortal-involved plant person triggered strange reactions, smashing the brain into mush.

Two years ago... From then, was the Ancient Immortal already doing strange things to the present world?

Bai Mo, while reviewing the biochemical level reports, slightly furrowed his brow, his Divine Sense passing through the wall to Tian Xingguang’s room next door.

Seeing Tian Xinghuo staring out the window in a daze.

Tian Xingguang lay on the bed, eyes closed and expressionless.

Bai Mo’s Divine Sense spread like ripples on water, unfolding gently, softly, imperceptibly towards Tian Xingguang. Passing through his scalp, through his skull, reaching his brain cortex.

Divine Sense varies widely.

Wu Jianxian’s Divine Sense triggers prohibitions.

Bai Mo’s Divine Sense is subtle enough to bypass prohibitions!

At this moment, as Divine Sense swept over, the pink brain cortex appeared, with grooves and ridges, resembling walnut kernels.

It seems there is nothing unusual?