"I wonder if they can learn to sculpt molds?"

If they can learn, then the planter can soon be mass-produced, and the experimental field can soon be sown on a large scale, quickly dispelling his doubts.

But Bai Mo also understood that talent doesn’t equate to skill!

Tall doesn’t mean you can play basketball.

Strong doesn’t mean you’re good at weightlifting.

This matter is quite mystical!

"Having them sculpt the most memorable scenes is hoping they can enter a creative state, find their touch, feel, and awaken some of their potential... But whether this will be successful is hard to say."

Bai Mo frowned as he preemptively considered how he would comfort his apprentices if they presented very ugly and crude sculpture works and completely failed to awaken any potential, how to make sure they wouldn’t be upset.

"If they really can’t become masters quickly... then so be it, I’ll spend a few days manually crafting a bunch of planter parts molds to use for now.

"Their sculpting skills won’t be rushed, they’ll practice and learn slowly."

Having thought through the matter, Bai Mo continued reading the documents.

Today, accompanying him was still that Bronze Mask.

The mask delivered the secret manual left by the Marquis for Bai Mo to read.

["...Only today did I realize that planting Immortal Grass with human body flesh is actually not witchcraft, but a genuine Immortal Technique"]

["Meat Bottle Mountain is not some Fallen Immortal Palace, but a legitimate Holy Land, ranked among the eight hundred Holy Lands of the Dan Kingdom"]

["... Isn’t it strange? The Dan Kingdom has eight hundred Holy Lands! So many, how could I possibly know about them all...]

Ah?

Bai Mo frowned.

It’s a coincidence, he also just learned this trivia today.

Planting Immortal Grass with human flesh isn’t witchcraft?

It seems that the moral bottom line of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty is indeed quite flexible?

This document is severely damaged, the text is incomplete, Bai Mo prodded it, trying to find complete sentences and context to read.

["... The Prince of Meat Bottle Mountain has grown Immortal Grass on himself..."]

Bai Mo was momentarily speechless, at a loss for words.

["The authentic Meat Bottle Mountain Immortal Technique involves planting grass on oneself, grass borrowing human blood, humans borrowing grass energy, mutually beneficial and perfect harmony"]

["Rumors speak of Human Body Grass Armor Technique, Human Body Grass Whip Technique, Human Body Photosynthesis, Human-Grass Integration, quite mystical"]

["Many Fallen Immortals like to use the guise of Meat Bottle Mountain, planting grass on others, which has caused quite a headache for Meat Bottle Mountain"]

["The Fallen Immortals’ techniques purely use human body flesh as medicinal soil, using human essence, primordial energy, and spirit to nurture heretical Immortal Grass, benefiting the grass while harming the person"]

["Or they use grass planting to control others, turning them into puppets"]

["...Hundreds of years have passed, and the counterfeit Meat Bottle Mountain Immortal Techniques by Fallen Immortals have become more developed, richer, and stronger than the genuine techniques of Meat Bottle Mountain"]

["The Princes of Meat Bottle Mountain have launched several expeditions intending to eradicate the heretical techniques of Fallen Immortals, repeatedly failing"]

Bai Mo held the Stone Slab, frowning deeply, inwardly surprised.

"Planting on oneself is inferior to planting on others.

"Balancing planting grass and body is inferior to exploiting planting grass and body.

"On the Immortal Path, surely nothing is forbidden, making it stronger?

"The more brutal, the stronger perhaps?"

As he was feeling sentimental, he suddenly heard a large number of footsteps.

It turned out to be the fox apprentices, who seemed to have agreed and ran over collectively to show their master their sculpture works!

"Ying ying ying!"

The first to present their sculpture was Star Belly!

"Oh? Not bad... no... it’s more than just not bad!"

The small statue held in Star Belly’s fox claw, carved from Gray Star Oak, depicted it and master sitting on a small electric scooter!

"Is this your most memorable scene?"

In the statue, the proportions of the human figure, the fox, and the scooter perfectly matched reality! The wheels of the scooter were very round, the helmet’s curvature matched reality! Bai Mo’s garments even had wind-blown pleats and contours!

Bai Mo grinned.

Star Belly’s sculpting potential has been exceptionally awakened!

Currently, Star Belly will have no problem sculpting high precision molds!

"Very good!"

The next one to bring up their work was Chive Bun.

Bai Mo glanced at the statue in its fox claw and instantly recognized the scene when he first took it to the mortal world, where it sat in the master’s arms, eating the chive bun fed by the master!

In the small statue held by the fox claw, it even sculpted the bun half-chewed, you could see the master’s fingers holding the bun, see the chives, vermicelli, and dried shrimp inside the bun clearly.

Chive Bun’s potential has remarkably awakened too!

There’s no problem at all with sculpting high precision molds!

"Very good!"

The next one to present their work was Piaopiao Xue.

This creature sculpted its most memorable scene of the master taking it to the mortal world, placing it inside a padded jacket, watching the snow by the street.

In the statue, from the frayed collar of the padded jacket protruded the fox’s head full of excitement. The head had fluffy fur sculpted, with two fresh snowflakes resting on the nose.

"Very good!"

Suddenly, Bai Mo felt a stirring in his heart, seemingly realizing something.

He looked up and saw more and more disciples holding up their works, eager to show them to their master, crowding around with pairs of dark red eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ao ao ao!"

"Ying ying ying!"

Each statue was cradled in a fox claw.

Each statue was small, exquisite, and lifelike.

Inside each statue, there was a master.

Bai Mo laughed.

"Very good, very good!

"Master will look at all of them!

"After viewing them, we’ll need a big cabinet placed at the wall corner of our dormitory hall to display all these statues!"

...

Shuffling sounds...

In the office, the disciple Piaopiao Xue helped the master pour a cup of hot tea.

Shooting for herself, holding it up, she took a sip, feeling full of happiness!

The autumn wind grew colder, chillier, and at this moment, being able to drink hot tea was simply too comfortable!

If it could be swapped for Fox Mountain’s dried radish nut hot tea, it would be even better, but unfortunately, it couldn’t be exchanged!

While drinking tea, Piaopiao Xue thought about drinking a few more cups of dried radish nut tea upon returning to Fox Mountain.

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun were both working at their desks.

Bai Mo was no exception, sipping hot tea while using the mouse to casually approve several documents... these were the mass production standard documents for Five Red Boiling Soup. Simply preparing a batch of medicinal soup wasn’t too troublesome. But when aiming for large-scale production at the factory, countless aspects were involved.

Professor Fang, Professor Hong, and others were all tirelessly advancing this task, leading a group of doctoral and research students working tirelessly day and night.

Just after approving the document, Professor Hong sent another form.

[Expert Bai Mo, could you help check this furnace temperature indicator?]

Bai Mo glanced at it and immediately replied.

[No problem]

Professor Hong sent a grin emoji.

[Our progress is rapid, it’ll be officially produced in less than half a month]

[Director Song Yin at the prison is almost going crazy waiting, hahaha]

Going crazy waiting?

Bai Mo felt a bit puzzled.

The previous bottle, diluted a thousand times, could be used for quite a while just on key prisoners, right?

[What happened to the previous bottle?]

[It seems the previous bottle was requisitioned for emergency use? I’m not really sure.]

Emergency use?

What emergency?

Just as he was wondering, Bai Mo suddenly received a phone call.

The caller ID showed Zhang Shan.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Expert Bai Mo, I wanted to ask about the Five Red Boiling Soup; how should the dosage be adjusted if used on a lion?"

Bai Mo paused for a moment.

Used on a lion?

What’s the meaning here?

"What breed of lion?"

Zhang Shan seemed very nervous, his tone was off.

"Um...a...um...with purple mane and green claws...

"Immortal Beast? Immortal Beast Lion?"

"Ah, yes yes yes!"

"What sequence is the Immortal Beast? What’s the situation? Please explain!"

"Sequence... Sequence Seven’s Immortal Beast, I...I..."

"If the situation is urgent, consider skipping dilution and injecting the original solution directly."

"Oh oh, okay, thank you!"

With that said, Zhang Shan hung up the phone.

Bai Mo furrowed his brow.

"Sequence Seven’s Immortal Beast Lion?"

Immortal Beasts are odd and peculiar, there is nothing they can’t be.

Whether Five Red Boiling Soup is effective depends on luck.

"What exactly is Zhang Shan doing?"