Chapter 418: Chapter 239: Ancient Immortals Repairing the Knowledge Container? Kidnapped Brains? (2)

Bai Mo explained.

"This has been modified, it’s quite different from the ordinary Brain-eating Vine.

"It’s become much more delicate and can easily perish during the cultivation process.

"You all need to be a bit careful."

The four foxes suddenly understood.

White Earrings held its head high, patting its chest, reassuring the master.

It is now the "Master Xiaotongwen" of Fox Mountain, and even if cultivating this thing is difficult, it will certainly succeed!

...

The night was deep and dark.

Inside the dormitory hall of Fox Mountain, it was pitch black.

Bai Mo sat on the bed, typing away at the computer, organizing the related data on plant fruits.

Beside him, Black Belt and White Belt, two fox heads, squeezed beside the master’s shoulders, their fluffy faces illuminated by the computer screen’s light.

"Eeeeee?"

"Oooooh?"

They couldn’t understand what the master was typing, but it seemed very impressive!

The Bronze Mask was nearby, holding a copper plate from Marquis Qing Yue, eyes curved with a smile, facilitating Bai Mo’s learning of knowledge from Marquis Qing Yue.

Bai Mo occasionally glanced up.

"...Average growth cycle, half a month?

"This data is wrong."

He remained calm outwardly, but he felt a sense of regret... even Marquis Qing Yue can sometimes be very careless.

Over the past three years on Fox Mountain, many medicinal herbs have been planted, and he has recorded all relevant data.

Now, as he studies this plant fruit, he puts all the data into an electronic spreadsheet, categorizing the data into distinct rows and columns, forming a huge spreadsheet!

Then using the computer for some data processing, he draws intuitive pie charts, line graphs, and regression curves... he discovers that the Immortals of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, at least in terms of data processing, are not rigorous at all.

Or rather, they do not process data at all, relying more on intuitive impressions for their studies.

"But often, data is counterintuitive."

Bai Mo grinned, feeling the computer under his hands, hearing its powerful data processing, the fan spinning furiously, he suddenly appreciated Master Chong.

"His gift is indeed wonderful!"

If it wasn’t for this gadget, relying purely on manual data processing, the workload would not be the same concept.

"Next time, buy two high-performance hosts, and buy two power supplies."

While waiting for the computer to run the data, Bai Mo looked up at his distant disciples.

He saw that today they were actually lining up, forming a long spiral queue.

"What are they doing?"

Bai Mo was perplexed, then Big and Small Eyes came running excitedly with a copper bowl.

"Eeeeeee!"

In the copper bowl were thumb-sized ice balls, raised to let the master eat. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Inside the ice balls was hollow, filled with fruit juice, emanating a faint scent of oranges, apples, and grapes.

"Oh? White Ring has learned to make ice balls?"

Bai Mo grinned, picked up Big and Small Eyes, and ate ice balls with a few disciples.

Pinching an ice ball and placing it in his mouth, a "crack" sound was heard as he bit through the ice shell.

The fruit juice inside the ice shell instantly vaporized, becoming a rich fruit-scented aroma, filling his lips and teeth, even spreading to his throat and nostrils, immersing Bai Mo entirely in the fruit aroma.

Several fox disciples also ate the ice balls, biting through them one after another.

Among the "crack" and "crunch" sounds, they tilted their heads, unable to help but grin, as rich fruit-scented gas sprayed from their mouth corners and nostrils.

The Ice Ball Workshop on Fox Mountain had long existed, but ice ball production had always been a challenge.

Bai Mo passed this craft onto White Ring and Black Ring, letting them learn gradually and practice. He initially thought if they learned within a year, it would be good. Unexpectedly, only a few months passed, and they had already fully mastered it!

...

Among the remnants of broken walls, the night was already deep and dark.

The brothers were working overtime as usual, still wielding the Luoyang Shovel, digging in the dark for documents.

Tian Xinghuo finished his quota, sat on a broken wall, looked at the cloudy night sky, feeling somewhat relaxed.

"Hehe, Xingguang can be saved soon."

He tilted his head, looking towards the distant palace.

Today, Black Sparrow Ancient Immortal, along with two disciples, entered that palace and haven’t come out since, not knowing what they were doing.

"This is a good opportunity.

"I can explore that cave again.

"Once inside the cave, no matter how much is seen, when Black Sparrow Ancient Immortal releases people, I will disappear from the cave and return to the present world."

But is there still a need to see it?

Tian Xingguang will be saved soon, is there still a need to take risks?

No need, right?

But...

Tian Xinghuo smacked his lips, frowned, and sighed. As if guided by a mysterious force, he stealthily observed the surroundings, avoiding his senior brothers in the distance, and sneaked into the thicket, heading toward the cave.

...

The cave was silent.

The phone flashlight was turned on, shining directly on the warm spring, illuminating eight black water jars floating in the spring.

"Let me have a good look at them."

Tian Xinghuo squatted by the shore, his eyes wide open, staring at each water jar. He saw that on the surface of the jars, the runes were densely packed, as if glowing, as if alive, as if they were drilling into his eyes!

"Ah!"

He wiped away tears, rubbed his eyes, and endured the dizziness and pain, continuing to look carefully.

"Huh?

"Can knowledge containers also be broken?"

He suddenly saw, on the nearest jar, an irregular crack on the surface, obviously smashed!

Then he looked at another water jar and saw a hole on its body, with stone debris at the edges and illusory words rising like smoke.

"Also smashed?

"During a great battle, knowledge containers were broken?

"Is there such a saying?

"Can abstract things like this still be broken?"

Tian Xinghuo pondered for a moment and suddenly recalled a saying, "The path itself is obliterated."

"That’s right, if the path can be obliterated, then the breaking of knowledge containers is also plausible."

At this thought, he suddenly realized why even the Ancient Immortals need to look at documents, why they need to study...

"The Ancient Immortals want to learn to restore their broken knowledge containers?"

Tian Xinghuo chuckled.

"This must be a secret no one knows! With this, I can trade with the boss behind West State for the Qi Blood Secret Medicine!"

This time, Tian Xinghuo smartened up.

The intact parts of the jars made his head dizzy and painful, but the cracks and holes, he could look at. They were not as uncomfortable to look at.

So he used his phone flashlight, shining it across the eight water jars, searching for cracks and holes.

After looking for a long time, he found that these jars... seemed all somewhat damaged, each having its share of cracks and holes.

"Hehe, are they all battle-damaged versions?"

The more battle-damaged the Ancient Immortals were, the happier he was!

Suddenly...

"What is that?"

He saw a vein-like slender tentacle crawling from the warm spring, clinging to a crack in one of the water jars, extending capillary-like tentacles that seemed to be sticking to the sides of the crack, trying to seal it up or attempting to repair it?

"What is this?"

He looked at this slender tentacle, observing where it emerged from the water.

The reflection on the water’s surface made it hard to see beneath.

He hesitated for a moment and, with a trembling hand, flicked his finger at the reflection on the water’s surface!

Bang!

Water splashed, the sound crisp in the cave!

But fortunately, it didn’t attract the Ancient Immortal!

The reflection on the water’s surface shattered into shimmering waves, and Tian Xinghuo’s pupils dilated as he looked into the water!

He saw that the source of the slender tentacle was indeed underwater, originating from peculiar semi-spherical objects bobbing beneath. Pink semi-spheres with surface grooves and ridges.

Tian Xinghuo shivered, nearly dropping his phone.

"Brains?

"Underwater, they’re all brains?"

In that instant, Tian Xinghuo understood everything!

"The Ancient Immortals kidnapped the disciples’ brains, turning them into living plants.

"Using the computational power of the disciples’ brains to help deduce knowledge and repair their broken knowledge containers!"

Good gosh!

The Ancient Immortals were truly depraved!

"If these brains in the spring were destroyed, would it stop the Ancient Immortals from repairing their containers?

"Ah, no! Go back to the present world, euthanize all these kidnapped brains! Isn’t that safer?

"Ah, no again!"

The laughing Tian Xinghuo suddenly remembered his younger brother.

Wasn’t Tian Xingguang’s brain also kidnapped?

In this very spring?

His smile froze, and he looked towards the calm water surface again.

The surface reflected the eight water jars, unable to see the brains below, unable to see his brother’s.

He shed tears; the droplets falling into the spring, gently rippling.