Chapter 404: Chapter 233: Mechanization of Fox Mountain, the Slack Masters of Communication in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty (Part 2)

"So, should we renovate and enjoy life?"

He displayed a quirky expression, casually glanced over, and tossed the board aside.

Just as he was about to look again, suddenly the Butterfly Knot leaned in.

"Chirp chirp, howl howl!"

Fox Claw held up a Copper Plate, looking very excited, showing it to their master.

Bai Mo stared intently at where Butterfly Knot was pointing.

"Huh? This is..."

A special character on the Copper Plate was unexpectedly messy white.

Bai Mo took the Copper Plate, touched it with his hand, and pinched it with his fingernails.

"Silver oxidation?

"This Copper Plate is inlaid with silver and has weathered over millions of years?

"This indeed is Sequence Six script on the board.

"Does it mean that one qualifies to use silver when reaching Sequence Six?"

Bai Mo nodded, understanding easily. After all, in any era, silver is valuable.

Looking again at the board’s contents, after reading a few lines, he smiled even wider.

"Haha, knowledge of Sequence Six!

"This is the Ancient Immortal’s research on plant stems from Sequence Six!"

Although Bai Mo preferred content on cultivation and advancement rituals, knowledge is still valuable.

He immediately copied the contents of the board onto his tablet with care.

Thus, the mentors and apprentices continued clearing the stock of Sequence Six documents in the grand hall.

The quality of these documents was mediocre; the majority were of little use, only a few contained Sequence Six knowledge.

After searching for half a day, Bai Mo finally found a broken Stone Slab. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Hmm, this is knowledge too!

"Sigh, is it also about plant stems?"

The Sequence Six script was packed with information, Bai Mo wasn’t in a hurry to decipher; he copied this half-text onto his tablet too, saving it for further study later.

Soon, another vehicle arrived at the hall entrance, and Quanquan Hu, White Ears, and Black Ears excitedly carried stacks of brand-new documents out of the vehicle, rushing into the hall.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

"Howl howl howl!"

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Bai Mo smiled and patted their heads.

They found the documents excavated this time were relatively fewer.

The amount excavated in half a day roughly equaled what they found in the previous half day.

After flipping through a few pieces, Bai Mo discovered... they were all Sequence Six documents. They must have excavated into Sequene Six territory.

"Hey, very good!"

...

A busy day passed quickly.

The evening breeze whimpered, deepening the dusk.

At the parking lot at the foot of Fox Mountain, various cars, trucks, and loaders were parked densely, one after another.

The foxes had already run up the mountain, but the medicinal fragrance in the parking lot spread, drifting into the plant components in each vehicle, conducting maintenance and upkeep on these plants.

The dormitory grand hall was pitch black.

The fox apprentices gathered in circles, chatting and bragging.

Star Belly and a group of foxes formed a small formation in the corner, practicing their fist techniques.

"Chirp!"

The first move of the Alchemist Fist, Sow the Seeds!

"Howl!"

The second move of the Alchemist Fist, Pull the Weeds!

... The foxes moved in unison, practicing very earnestly.

After all, with Fox Mountain rapidly advancing in mechanization, opportunities for manual work were becoming rarer, and the Alchemy Master Fist would slowly fade away?

This wouldn’t do!

Foxes being crafty creatures, wouldn’t let acquired skills slip away, and simply practiced daily.

In another circle, Quanquan Hu, White Ears, Black Ears, and other brethren were discussing the soon-to-arrive excavation machines.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

... Once the excavation machines arrive, the efficiency of excavation can elevate to another level!

"Howl howl howl?"

... Wouldn’t the machines damage the documents?

"Chirp chirp howl howl howl!"

... The machines designed by Master definitely wouldn’t have such problems.

They glanced at the Master, then saw the Master’s fingers swiftly gliding over the tablet at the bedhead in the dormitory’s center.

"Howl howl chirp chirp chirp?"

Quanquan Hu raised his chubby head for a proud smile.

Watching quickly, what does it indicate?

It indicates the Master learns fast and learns well!

...

On this side, the light from the tablet illuminated Bai Mo’s fingers in the dim and dark hall.

He stopped on a certain page of the tablet, looking at the document, and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

[The path to immortality is arduous and difficult to advance]

[I advise future generations, after becoming a Master of Communication, to enjoy life to the fullest]

[Do not be disturbed by knowledge, do not be troubled by advancement]

[Ninety percent of Masters of Communication give up cultivation to enjoy life]

[Of those who do not give up, ninety percent toil aimlessly, wasting effort]

[Ultimately, the number who can succeed is less than one in a hundred]

So pessimistic?

Bai Mo was too lazy to bother, but he did focus on the words "succeed," lingering on them for a long time.

This Sequence Six text, translated into Chinese, the most accurate translation would be the words "succeed."

What does this mean?

He put it aside for now and opened the transcribed knowledge, beginning to study.

There wasn’t much knowledge transcribed today, he flipped page after page, faster and faster.

He flipped to a page, then jumped back to the previous ones.

"Damn it...

"How can the knowledge recorded on these two pieces of documents be contradictory?

"Which one is correct?"

Previously, in Sequence Seven, Eight, and Nine, even if the same knowledge appeared in different texts, they all matched well and were harmonious.

Why is there a discrepancy in knowledge at Sequence Six?

Bai Mo furrowed his brow, pondered carefully in his mind, and quickly browsed through other documents.

Soon after, he came to a conclusion.

"Not just these two...

"The documents excavated today have little knowledge, but many contradictions!

"If this piece holds, the previous one is nonsense.

"If this statement is correct, then it’s slapping another person’s face."

As Bai Mo flipped through, he gradually relaxed his brow, understanding the crucial point within, realizing why the Masters of Communication from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty chose to collectively step back.

"Could it be that... there’s no standard answer for mid-sequence knowledge anymore?

"Or is there no textbook?"

The knowledge of lower sequences might have reached consensus in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, already stable, already at textbook level.

But the things he transcribed today, mid-sequence knowledge, were no longer stable or reliable, requiring Immortal Technique Masters to research and explore on their own instead.

"But that being said, there’s no way to evaluate right or wrong, good or bad knowledge, is there?

"Is the Immortal Cultivation System of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty so unreliable?"

Bai Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth, he was not panicking... researching on his own is not necessarily a bad thing, one can develop deeper, more precise, more applicable, and better things. Moreover, although the documents of the Ancients are full of errors, they are also nourishing. Like a moldy apple, it still contains essential vitamins and dietary fiber. One just needs to learn and absorb with discernment and selection, and the learning speed will not be slow.

Immediately, his finger swiped across the tablet, opening the latest blank page.

He drew a large bracket and wrote down the six fields of research for the Master of Communication.

Root, Stem, Leaf, Flower, Fruit, Seed.

"For now, the only revived Super Immortal Grass is the Purple Earth Dragon.

"That thing... is suitable for researching the stem.

"Let’s start with it."

...

The night had grown deep.

The mountains were even darker, with broken walls and ruins, copper pillars collapsing, and a scene of desolation.

In the ruins, the fellow disciples were still digging for documents.

"My god, are we not off work yet today?"

"When is Master going to let us go?"

"How much longer do we have to work overtime today?"

Tian Xinghuo, dressed in sportswear, was also in the ruins, digging for documents.

The dream turned to night, the present world to day, the Ancient Immortal should let them go by now... but this Ancient Immortal habitually had them work overtime.

"Hmph!"

Tian Xinghuo looked around, not seeing Master Black Sparrow Ancient Immortal.

He quietly slipped away, crouched down, left the ruins, and entered the dense vegetation in the mountains.

Stones slipped under his shoes, branches caught on his clothes, grass leaves brushed against his face.

But after all he was Sequence Seven, with a strong body, not slowing down as he swiftly moved through the vegetation.

After running for more than ten minutes, he found a narrow cave in the middle of the mountains.

"Let’s go in and take a look again today!

"Black Sparrow Ancient Immortal... shouldn’t be inside, right?"

Normally at this time, Black Sparrow would be in his side hall, scrubbing the stone slab, reading the documents with a furrowed brow.

Looking at the cave, it was small and dark inside, with no light at all, like the open throat of a wild beast, waiting for prey to enter.

Tian Xinghuo furrowed his brow, feeling anxious, not daring to go inside. But he took out his phone, looked at the lock screen image, at the photo of him and his younger brother, then gritted his teeth and squeezed himself into the cave!

"Take another look, take another look, remember it, don’t make a mistake!"