Bai Mo nodded.
"This is quite nice."
He was inconveniently unable to go to school... Many times, he would be meditating and focusing in class. Although he didn't yawn, drool, disrupt the teacher, or disturb his classmates... it was ultimately somewhat disrespectful to the teacher. Now, with the expert status from the Immortal Technique Committee, and with Fang Xiaoyu as his secretary, things were easily resolved—he simply let his secretary help him take leave!
As for the courses, he wouldn't fall behind. Moreover, thinking about it carefully, it might even help the other classmates a bit. After all, without Bai Mo in class, the stress for the teachers would be much less.
Fang Xiaoyu had several more messages.
[Expert Bai Mo, our Immortal Technique Committee is hosting an event the day after tomorrow, and we'd like to invite you to attend.]
[We have collaborated with Professor Zhang's lab to create a herbal field specifically for cultivating various kinds of immortal grass.]
Herbal field?
Bai Mo furrowed his brows. Reading the following messages, he gradually understood. It turned out, the Immortal Technique Committee wanted to produce Blood Transformation Powder, for which they needed a large amount of immortal grass. The immortal grass from Dream Immortal Realm belonged to Ancient Immortals and couldn't be brought out. So they had numerous Immortal-Related Personnel secretly smuggle immortal soil from dreams!
Thousands upon thousands of Immortal-Related Personnel nationwide have already brought back tens of thousands of jin of immortal soil, mixed it with contemporary flowerpot soil, and set up a herbal field in West State City, preparing to cultivate medicine in the real world!
"This works too? True genius indeed."
[... We will organize a herbal field ceremonial event the day after tomorrow, and would like to invite you to attend.]
Bai Mo looked at his account balance, noticing that the subsidy and bonus from the last Fuqing Hotel incident, totaling more than five thousand yuan, had already been received. If he attends the ceremonial event to make an appearance...
"Huh? A thousand-yuan event subsidy and a brand suit as a gift?"
Bai Mo glanced at his own jacket... it was quite stylish too. But if he swapped it for a suit, it would be another kind of handsome!
He promptly replied to Fang Xiaoyu.
[The brand suit you mentioned, what brand specifically is it?]
...
The sun was bright, and the breeze gentle.
West State City's Immortal Technique Committee, at the herbal field ceremonial event.
A thin layer of black soil on the ground was soil from the Immortal Realm.
On the temporarily built platform, Chairman Chen Shu, holding a microphone, was giving a speech.
"Today, we, the entire West State City's Immortal Technique Committee, together witness the establishment of the Immortal Grass Cultivation Base. Everyone can look down to see these precious black immortal soils..."
Below the platform, sat leaders from West State City's Immortal Technique Committee, various directors, and expert consultants, including Bai Mo naturally. Everyone was dressed in suits, looking polished. Bai Mo was also in a suit, occasionally sneaking a glance at his new leather shoes, now stained with black mud, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
Professor Zhang was busy with work and temporarily flew back to Shangjing City. His graduate students stayed behind and were seated with the experts.
Behind the expert consultants were the Immortal Technique Committee members.
Behind the Immortal Technique Committee members were sixty plus students, without seats, only able to stand.
Chairman Chen Shu's voice, amplified by speakers, "... This is the first Immortal Grass Cultivation Base in our country, of significant importance.
"Occupying more than eight hundred square meters, fully covered with immortal soil!
"Fully covered, supported jointly by thousands of Immortal-Related Personnel nationwide!"
At this point, everyone applauded enthusiastically, the crowd was small but the applause was sufficiently loud!
A dozen reporters, with cameras, snapped away, some aimed at Chairman Chen Shu on stage, others photographing the experts below.
Today's seating arrangement for the experts was very particular, next to Bai Mo was Master Chong, next to Master Chong was Master Hu Gou, next to Master Hu Gou was an immortal beast that didn't look impressive, resembling a stray dog.
The photographers instantly captured this image... a dashing young man, a flamboyant old man, and an exotic one with a stray dog, sitting together in suits—diverse styles yet unified. Instantly, it made people think of the varied, unrestrained nature of the Immortal Technique Committee's expert consultants!
Bai Mo maintained a professional attitude at work, seriously seated, upright. Noticing the photographers' intentions, he even crossed his legs and struck a suave, handsome pose, attracting more snapping shots.
His interest in the herbal field was minimal, as was his interest in Chairman Chen Shu's speech on stage.
However, sitting beside him, Master Chong and several experts were quite excited, faces flushed, eyes sparkling, which left Bai Mo puzzled… What's there to be excited about?
But then, Chairman Chen Shu continued his speech.
"... Whether it's the real world or dreams, immortal grass is a precious resource!
"In dreams, there is only immortal soil but no manpower for cultivation. Even the Ancients have few immortal grasses. They might possess a few precious wild immortal grasses but lack sufficient manpower for extensive cultivation.
"While we have the Immortal Grass Cultivation Base in the real world. As long as there are seeds, we can easily find a large workforce for cultivation. For these eight hundred square meters, we can even hire eight hundred top-notch gardeners to cultivate!"
The audience roared with another round of enthusiastic applause!
At the very back of the venue, Zhang Shan and Lu Yang, among a group of students, were also very excited.
"I heard they'll cultivate a batch of immortal elixirs later to help regulate our bodies."
"Being close to the source, the herbal field is in West State City, so we're sure to benefit."
Beside Bai Mo, Master Chong was whispering with others.
"Hehe, with this piece of land, it's much more convenient to work with immortal grass in the future."
"I heard they still want to first cultivate the herbs needed for Blood Transformation Powder. Once those herbs guarantee yield, then they can plant others."
"Even combined with all dreamlands and the real world, our committee's herbal field is quite presentable."
Bai Mo sat next to them, looking at the herbal field with a thin layer of black soil, finding it rather shabby. Looking at the surroundings, the herbal field didn't seem large, not even comparable to a plot under one of his fox apprentices... He furrowed his brow, suddenly realizing, "Turns out our Fox Mountain is indeed quite wealthy after all."
He sat on the temporarily set-up chair, his leather shoe on the Dream Immortal Realm black soil, gently rolling the toe to inspect its texture further.
Rustle rustle...
Amidst the quiet rustling, he noticed a fine line emerging from the soil, squirming and twisting, crawling towards his new leather shoe!
Bai Mo furrowed his brow.
This line was crimson, against the black soil it should be conspicuous, but it was so fine, even the experts like Master Chong couldn't perceive it with the naked eye. Even when it crawled onto Bai Mo's shiny leather shoe, they remained oblivious, still chatting and laughing.
It slipped into the shoe's breathable duct, like thread entering a tunnel with ease, further creeping towards Bai Mo's socks, slipping between the sock fibers... These gaps, to it, were colossal like expansive canyons.
What is this?