The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher.

Chapter 266 Fox Secretary's Small Classroom, Vegetative Neurology Container, Stupid Thief
The night was deep and the wind was howling.

In the main hall of the dormitory, a group of foxes gathered together to discuss their experience in sorting out documents.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The white-faced man has been working in the warehouse for a long time, and has been exposed to various documents, various copper plates, and various slates for a long time. Now, as the main lecturer, he stands in the middle of the circle, pulling a few boards, talking nonsense, and gesticulating.He even got a branch and used it as a pointer.

The other foxes formed a circle, their ears pricked up, their eyes widened, their fluffy faces raised, their dark red eyes full of seriousness!

They even held the slate and sometimes scratched it with their fingernails to make some notes in their own way.

Recently, Fox Mountain’s excavation industry has achieved a comprehensive upgrade!

Quanquanhu went on a business trip to the present world last time, and learned the layered excavation method of mine pits.

With the fairy vine armor, the foxes completely let themselves go...

No matter where you are, if you wear rattan armor, you dare to dig holes!
No matter what kind of cave, if you put on rattan armor, you dare to drill into it and explore!
After letting go of hands and feet, the efficiency of exploring the ruins has also accelerated a lot!

In addition, the workshop has produced a new excavator...

In addition, Master has built a large number of document cleaning machines...

As a result, the efficiency of unearthed documents has been greatly improved!
And they, as Master's most diligent little apprentices, most capable little helpers, and smartest little secretaries... need to learn to help Master organize documents!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

With a serious expression on his white face, he taught all the things he had researched over the years.

Although foxes are illiterate, foxes are very cunning!
It held a copper plate and showed the rust patterns on it to the brothers.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh..."

... A qualified little secretary needs to learn to observe the direction of the rust pattern on the copper plate. If the pattern can be put together, the pattern of the pattern is similar, and the content of the document is similar, you can pack it up and hand it to the master!

A group of brothers and sisters stared at each other, suddenly stunned.

This makes sense!
They poked their heads and looked at the copper plate in the white-faced boy's hand, as if they were trying to imprint it into the depths of their eyes.

"Aww, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

The white face continued to lecture, and then talked about the texture of the copper plate... The copper plate pouring technology of the ancient Xian Dynasty is rubbish, the quality control is not strict, and the quality of the products is uneven.Therefore, copper plates with similar texture, taste, softness and hardness are often in the same batch and can be sorted together.

The foxes have opened their eyes again!
Everyone opened their mouths and couldn't close their mouths. They listened carefully and studied carefully.

Sitting on Simmons' bed in the middle of the main hall of the dormitory, Bai Mo looked at the side of the white face and twitched the corners of his mouth in surprise.

"This guy... actually let him study the way?"

Then the white-faced boy finished his lecture, and Hot Wheels jumped into the circle again, talking nonsense, making gestures, and started sharing.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

This guy actually held a stone slab with the six characters of sequence engraved on it in one claw and gestured at the writing.

Can it understand it?

The amount of information in this text is huge, and there is no universal and commonly used symbol such as Arabic numerals, so it is playing tricks... huh?

Bai Mo frowned, and saw where the apprentice's claw was pointing.

It is pointing to the strokes of these words!
It doesn't recognize the writing, but just like different people's handwriting is different, and the writing written by different ancient immortals has different handwriting, it can recognize the strokes left by different ancient immortals!

The group of foxes accepting the sharing poked their heads and stared at each other, focusing on the pen on the copper pen, thoughtfully.

Bai Mo laughed out loud.

"Good for you."

Sitting in the arms of the master today, the one who uses his head to serve as a tablet stand for the master is clairvoyance, the apprentice with the best eyesight of Huhushan!

Its job is in the workshop, and it is not ready to be a secretary, but it still widens its eyes and looks from the bottom of the tablet to the small classroom of document classification...Foxes are very cunning!We all know that art is not too stressful. Maybe one day, this technology will be used?

Bai Mo grinned and continued to read his literature.

This "Plant Machinery Research Institute" is a very large organization. The documents unearthed are very mixed and varied, including everything.

“Is this... a machine idea to try and make cow feed out of cow dung?
"What do you want?"

"This plant wheel is intended to use plants to realize a perpetual motion machine?"

These documents are not all from Qingyue Dan Palace, and some are collected by Qingyue Dan Palace, which are wonderful documents in the history of plant mechanical research.

For example, there is an article that records Gu Xian's guesses about autonomic nerves.

【Humans have nerves, animals have nerves, and so on. Is it possible for plants to have some kind of undiscovered nerves...】

[Since ancient times, immortals have had two schools of conjecture]

[One school of speculation, the autonomic nerves are too delicate for us to see through them]

[One school of thought speculates that autonomic nerves are not entities, but some kind of abstract mechanism]

[The two factions have their own research, each has a high theory, mutually falsified, and mutually dismantled, and the battle has lasted for thousands of years...]

Bai Mo frowned.

This looks very much like the wave-particle dispute about the nature of light in history?
At one time, great scientists such as Newton, Laplace, and Einstein all believed that the essence of light is particles.

However, great scientists such as Hooke and Huygens insisted that the essence of light is a wave.

The two factions are studying history, and you will sing and I will go on stage, fighting for hundreds of years.

But in the end, physicists succeeded in proving that light has wave-particle duality... Light is both a wave and a particle.

Bai Mo has never studied physics, so he can't say what light is, but he does understand autonomic nerves!
In fact, both groups are right...vegetative nerves have no entity and are a mechanism for information transmission, but they do occur at the microscopic level and are extremely fibrous, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect and penetrate.

Bai Mo smacked his lips, then looked at the document in his hand, and suddenly felt a little thicker.

These things, regardless of whether they are right or wrong, are the ancient immortals' painstaking pursuit for thousands of years!
Continue to read the literature, after turning through a few articles, Bai Mo stopped his gaze.

[...I always feel that my spiritual consciousness is too rough]

【Since Liuhuo Dijun's consciousness can be integrated with Pill Fire, does that mean that there is actually a big gap between people's consciousness?】

[Perhaps I can find an immortal whose spiritual consciousness can penetrate into the subtleties and detect vegetative nerves...]

"Huh? Very keen sense of smell!"

The white earring who accompanied the master to read the literature next to him, his eyes lit up, and his sense of smell is also very keen, and he can smell the delicious food made in the cafeteria on the mountainside at the foot of the mountain!

Bai Mo smiled and touched his apprentice's neck, then continued to read.

After flipping through a few articles, I turned to this ancient fairy's final work.

[…In the past 200 years, I have been on the road, exploring one Dan Palace after another, checking every newly promoted Sequence Seven]

【Up to now, my hair is white, my waist is bent, my skin is loose, and my old eyes are dim, but I still haven't found the divine consciousness that penetrates into the subtleties】

[My time is not far away, so I asked for a place at the foot of the mountain in this newly built Qingyuedan Palace, and buried the bones]

【Later, people do not need to know my name, but please remember my work】

[If someone can agree with me and be willing to embark on the path I have walked, continue to search, and one day get the result, I will smile...]

Bai Mo sighed.

"He's still an idealist!"

The literature is miscellaneous. In addition to the autobiographies of ancient immortals, there are also some studies on plants, which are of greater value to Bai Mo.

After a while, he finished reading them all.

"There's not much of value..."

Bai Mo put away the tablet, and flipped to the knowledge outline he already had in this area.

“If we really want to condense the container for vegetative nerves, the current amount of knowledge... still cannot reach perfection.

"Is this going to be hard?"

It's like a tiger's claw hitting a wall. This white wall may be made of alloy, ceramics, or paper... But no matter whether it can be broken in the end, you must touch it first, press it once, and pat it twice. Only after you try it will you know.

"Let's try first."

……

In the Xiancao Building, there is a huge laboratory with bright lights.

Several instruments have just been installed and debugged. The paint is brand new and is still reflective!
The laboratory space is obviously very large, but dozens of students are huddled in the corner subconsciously, sticking their heads and stretching their necks to look at the brand-new instruments.It was as if he was afraid of the instrument and didn't dare to get too close.

"I heard that this thing is worth seven figures?"

"Big seven digits!"

"Oh my god."

"I heard that this will be included in the credits of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class."

Wanbo City and Lan Fangfang were discussing secretly.

Yang Zhan next to him frowned and whispered, "What about them? They are not from the Xiancao Experimental Class, so why are they here?"

Among the dozens of students, there were Huang Sitong and several other new faces.

Guan Yueling whispered.

"He is a top student in the School of Pharmacy, School of Medicine, and School of Biology. You can't give all the benefits to our grass jelly experimental class, right?"

Several students from the School of Medicine and School of Biology all had eager eyes, looking at the brand-new machines as if they saw a glorious future!
"Learn to use this, write it on your resume, it's very impressive!"

"After graduation, experts from the Immortal Examination Committee will compile it. Maybe you can get extra points."

Huang Sitong didn't know anyone, and stood alone with his head held high.

In her mind, the ancient flower pot fairy was warning her.

“Never use your spiritual sense!
"There are people from the Immortal Committee in this building, if you are discovered with your divine sense, you will be exposed.

"We are here this time because of this machine. You must learn as much as possible."

Huang Sitong already had a camera, notebook and computer ready in his schoolbag, and he responded to Master in his heart.

"Don't worry.

"I'm the Burning Man of Sequence Seven anyway, just this group of students, they can't compare with me."

At this moment, there was a "creak" sound from the door.

A group of people wearing white coats filed in.

The person walking at the front was wearing a white coat with fluttering clothes, a notebook under his arm, and a chubby fox squatting on his shoulder. It was Bai Mo.

Walking behind him were a group of professors, lecturers, and researchers from Western University.

The machine in this laboratory is the cryo-electron microscope that Professor Zhang just helped Bai Mo prepare.As for this group of professors and students, they were forced in by the Academic Affairs Office of Western University to help Bai Mo, hoping to learn something from Bai Mo, and to play with the machine.

Bai Mo looked at his classmates and grinned.

Seeing Huang Sitong, I realized that she was already at Sequence Seven.

Stand next to the machine.

"Everyone, welcome to the laboratory.

"The ones in front of you are cryo-electron microscopes.

“To be specific, this one is a sample preparation machine and that one is a cryo-projection microscope.

"There is another one over there, which is a freezer for storing samples.

"The rules of our laboratory are very simple. Copper mesh can be used freely, and other consumables can be used freely. But when operating the machine, Assistant Hong must be watching..."

Bai Mo pulled Assistant Hong and introduced him to everyone.

This was sent by the Immortal Committee. After all, the Immortal Committee spent money to protect its own machines.

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the laboratory door.

Fang Xiaoyu walked in.

"Expert Baimo, there is an urgent document, I need you to look at it and sign it."

signature?

Are you in a hurry?

Bai Mo apologized to a group of teachers and students.

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Then he got up and left, followed Fang Xiaoyu to the vacant office next to him.

"what's up?"

He takes the file.

Fang Xiaoyu quickly explained.

"Uh...yes...someone wants to steal the cryo-electron microscope from Peking University. The committee urgently solicits opinions from important experts to list the cryo-electron microscope as a material related to immortality and put it under the control of immortality."

Steal an electron microscope?
So weird?

You know, this kind of scientific research equipment is very special. Although it is valuable, if it is stolen, there will be nowhere to sell it!
After all, only top universities and laboratories can use this thing, and it is impossible for universities and laboratories to buy black goods of unknown origin.

so……

"That thief is from the dark world?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded.

"Now within the Immortal Committee, it is inferred like this."

Bai Mo unfolded the document, scanned it quickly, and added his name with a few strokes at the end.

"I agree.

"It's well managed.

“Humanity’s top technology cannot be leaked to ancient immortals casually.

"By the way, has the electron microscope been stolen from Shangjing University?"

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaoyu was puzzled.

She took out a photo from her phone and handed it to Bai Mo.

But it is a comparison picture of the laboratory before and after being stolen.

"Huh? Aren't the sample preparation machine and cryo-projection microscope still there?"

But comparing the before and after, it was true that one piece of equipment was missing. After Bai Mo saw it clearly, he was also full of doubts and couldn't understand.

……

remote town.

Remote small building.

In the dim hall, the Dark Lord and several other emissaries sent by the ancient immortals were chatting and laughing, waiting for the result.

"This thing is easy to get, and difficult to get.

“It’s true that we can’t buy it, but someone has bought it and is waiting for us to pick it up.

"Hey hey hey.

"Masters, please wait to receive the goods!"

It turns out that the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal is not the only one who wants to obtain a cryo-electron microscope. This trend is being spread among the ancient immortal circles in the alchemy path!
boned...

Amid the sound of the trolley, a man with a wretched appearance and a stout figure came pushing a huge metal box.

"Hey, bosses, fortunately, I stole the cryo-electron microscope from Shangjing University."

A group of people came over to take a look, and saw that the metal box was all written in English letters, with rows of buttons, knobs, and an LCD instrument panel. It looked very high-end at first glance!
The Dark King looked left and right.

"Just this stuff, worth tens of millions?
“It doesn’t look cheap!
"There aren't any Chinese characters in this, it's all English words, it's all fucking foreign shit, we still can't understand it."

The envoys of the Ancient Immortal also came forward one after another.

"Oh, it feels a little cold to the touch, no wonder it's called a cryo-electron microscope."

Not only had they seen this thing before, it was even the first time they had heard of it.

Someone found pictures from the Internet.

"Why is this different from the one on the Internet?"

The stout man responsible for stealing the machine stepped forward and looked at the online pictures and frowned.

"It's different? Has it been upgraded?

“The one you found is an old model, right?
"The intelligence address you gave is not Laboratory 502, Building C, Beijing University Experimental Building? There are a lot of messy things in that room, but this one is the highest-end and looks the most expensive!"

The stout man had a smug look on his face.

He hadn't studied for a few days, and he became the queen thief of the dark world by relying on his talismanic escapism.

But he has a sharp eye, he can tell at a glance what is expensive and what is cheap!
He went into the laboratory and picked out this machine at a glance!
The Dark King sensed something was wrong, and decisively sent a video to Wang Crocodile.

"Director King Crocodile, look at this thing. Is it a cryo-electron microscope?"

On the screen, Wang Crocodile was stunned for a moment, his face full of astonishment.

"You...you...stolen the freezer used to refrigerate samples, and why did you do that?"

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