In the pitch-black dormitory hall.

Bai Mo sat on the edge of the bed, seeing a circle of apprentices, each presenting the molds they had carved, and couldn’t help furrowing his brows.

"These... these gears, this crankshaft link, this eccentric sphere shell, this sowing wheel, this sieve plate, are... not quite right?"

His Divine Sense spread out, occasionally reaching out to explore.

Have the apprentices’ eyesight, claw strength, precision, coordination... all not been utilized?

The molds they had carved, not to mention precision, even their shapes had issues!

Seeing each apprentice with heads hung low and ears drooping, Bai Mo reached out, patting their heads. While patting, he thought, perhaps a good method is needed to unleash their potential?

After pondering for a moment.

"How about this, let’s not carve components now.

"Everyone try carving something else?"

The apprentices raised their heads together, dark red eyes looking at their master.

"Mee?"

"Oow?"

So what to carve?

"Carve... the most vivid image, or scene, in your mind?"

The foxes looked at each other, each falling into thought.

The most vivid image in mind?

Bai Mo checked the time.

"It’s time to sleep!

"Everyone sleep first, and continue tomorrow."

...

Fox Mountain has always been like this, no matter how important the work is, sleep should not be delayed.

Only by eating well and having enough sleep can one have a good body, to work long-term healthily and happily.

But tonight, the foxes had some trouble sleeping.

Some crowded onto the master’s bed, some curled up under the master’s bed, some lay far away, lying sideways facing the master.

Each was thinking... what was the most vivid?

...

"Let’s watch a video first."

North Suburb Base, experimental building, conference room.

Dozens of biochemical preparation experts surrounded the conference table, sitting in front of the large screen, raising their heads together.

In the video, unexpectedly, it was the Immortal Involvement Prison in the West State!

The camera swept through the prison corridor, seeing on one side of the corridor, room by room, prisoner by prisoner, each body lying on a bed, completely limp, eyes open, yet unable to move...

Beside their beds, there were even robotic arms, dripping liquid into their eyes.

Because... their eyelids were already paralyzed by the drug, unable to move on their own.

The experts either continued watching the video or looked down at the experimental reports, checking the various indicators and data, all expressing their admiration.

"A very ideal state!"

"With this drug soup, the management costs of the prison are greatly reduced, and the level of safety is significantly increased."

"In the future, various immortal involvement criminals can be safely detained."

"How did Expert Bai Mo achieve this?"

"I heard that the Five Red Boiling Soup he prepared was initially a colorless oil."

"Diluted a thousandfold, it turns a bright red?"

At the conference table, Professor Yang in the field of biochemical preparation, already white-haired, acknowledged.

His appearance was gaunt and thin, wearing reading glasses, flipping through experimental reports, checking the data point by point, occasionally nodding lightly.

"It’s really good."

But his heart also harbored hidden worries... years of experience taught him that preparation relies not only on academic level but also on craftsmanship, technique, and most fatal of all, luck!

Yes, various instruments, meters, indicators, data... all these make biochemical preparation look like a very precise science.

But in reality, it’s quite metaphysical, relying on luck!

"How much luck was involved in this preparation?

"If the luck component could be reduced a bit, that would be great!"

Not just the West State’s team, experts from other cities were also sitting in their respective conference rooms, watching the video, flipping through reports, waiting for Bai Mo to explain live.

In Dongguo City’s conference room, someone with a quirky expression spoke.

"Our group has been working for over a month, and we barely got started."

"I spent half a month studying the recipe for the Five Red Boiling Soup and only slowly started to grasp it."

"Us too, once everyone understood the documents and requirements, got acquainted with the instruments and materials, we created two versions, then received notification that the problem was perfectly solved!

"And it was done by one person in less than a day?"

"Honestly, I find it hard to believe."

...

At the conference table of Nantian Heaven City, there was also a lively discussion.

"The Immortal Committee surely isn’t joking with us. But is there any coincidence, any element of luck in this preparation?"

"One preparation and multiple preparations are different. What we need is a preparation process that can be replicated in the lab and mass-produced in factories."

...

In Chunshan City’s conference room, there were similar doubts.

"How much luck was involved in Expert Bai Mo’s preparation? Can it be replicated? Can it be mass-produced?"

"After mass production, how much will be lost? What percentage of effectiveness will there be?"

...

"Is this the conference room?"

Bai Mo followed Fang Xiaoyu to the door of the conference room, knocked twice, and pushed the door open.

The host, Secretary Zhang, stood up.

"Welcome Expert Bai Mo, let’s give a round of applause!"

The conference room suddenly filled with the sound of clapping. No matter what, Expert Bai Mo was right in front of them, respect was due!

But experts from other cities participating in the conference via video were not so respectful.

Whether in Shangjing, Chunshan, Dongguo, Heluo... each expert sat around the conference table, leisurely, holding the experimental report, looking at the wall’s big screen, watching the live broadcast, waiting to see what Bai Mo could articulate.

Bai Mo, wearing a white lab coat, with a little red plump fox perched on his shoulder, sat behind the main platform, starting the report.

"Today, I’ll share with you the preparation process for the Five Red Boiling Soup.