Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 174 - 120: The Big Mushroom Ship’s New Helmet, Junk Experimental Data, Marquis Qing Yue
The pale clouds in the sky are reflected in the swamp's surface.
The wild wind blows, causing the water to undulate, waves to surge, and the reflections to shatter.
Swish...
Amidst the sound of friction on the ground, the Big Mushroom Ship snakes its way swiftly.
In the cockpit, Bai Xingxing and Quanquan Hu both have crooked smiles on their faces!
The Big Mushroom Ship is different now!
Master has equipped the Big Mushroom Ship with a helmet...a durian shell helmet, golden-yellow, incredibly hard, and covered with sharp spikes!
From the cockpit, one can see the spiky back of the Big Mushroom Ship's head, imposing and majestic, and the foxes love it!
Bai Xingxing pushes the lever and steers the ship into the water.
They are ready to battle the Bronze House again!
Splish splash...
At the waterfront, Bai Mo sits on a sled, watching the Big Mushroom Ship enter the water.
This durian helmet, I estimate, should work?
If it doesn't, we'll have to think of another way.
As for that Bronze House... Bai Mo begins to expect something good inside it.
...
Deep underwater.
Rows of Bronze Houses blur their outlines in the mud and darkness.
The Big Mushroom Ship descends from above, approaching the one it circled last time.
Bai Xingxing frowns, his expression serious. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Glancing at Quanquan Hu beside him, he sees Quanquan Hu has already fastened his vine seatbelt.
"Ooh ooh ooh?"
Speaking in fox tongue, he inquires the observing disciples behind.
"Eee eee eee!"
"Eee eee eee!"
They are also ready.
Bai Xingxing grips the handle, steps on the gas pedal...the Big Mushroom Ship dives down sharply, tilts its neck, and its giant head wearing the durian helmet smashes like a pendulum against the side of the Bronze House.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the water waves surge and mud and sand fly.
The group of foxes, seat belts fastened, gets jolted into a dizzy state.
Focusing outside the cabin, their eyes suddenly light up bright.
"Eee eee eee!"
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
The Bronze House is tilted!
It's effective, so let's do it again!
...
By the water's edge.
Bai Mo sits on a sled along with several fox apprentices, gazing at the surface.
After all, it's a new type of relic, unknown in specifics, deserving some caution...some apprentices carry small brushes, others steel saws, and some have buckets filled with antioxidant medicines, all nervously waiting.
Bai Mo is pondering, if it can't be opened, maybe he should personally go down to check, and then think of another way?
Soon enough, ripples appear on the water surface, followed by a splash, and the Big Mushroom Ship bursts forth from the water, its vertically installed row of durian spiked teeth gnawing the smashed and deformed bronze object—on closer look, it's a small house!
The foxes on the shore immediately start to cheer.
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
"Eee eee eee!"
"Eee eee eee!"
Bai Mo grins widely.
"Excellent, let's open it and see what's inside first."
...
The bronze small house is placed on this bank...rather than calling it a house, it's more like a large box, simple in design, with almost no patterns...perhaps due to the countless years it has endured, the patterns have been washed away.
Moreover, there's no window, no door, like a sealed bronze can.
A few foxes are pulling a steel saw, cutting with sparks flying.
Bai Mo stands beside, his Divine Sense spreads out like the wind, entering inside, already aware of the contents of the can.
"This..."
Initially expecting there to be recipes for advancing to Sequence Six, seeds of ancient medicinal herbs, special Immortal Artifacts, Alchemy Documents, but what's inside is stack after stack of Copper Plates.
On the Copper Plates are inscribed Sequence Seven's text, not recipes. Instead...
"...experiment records?"
These are experiment records of Alchemists researching Beast Master's Dantian.
Bai Mo frowns, unsure whether to feel pleased. While experimental records aren't as good as experimental conclusions, on the other hand, having records means he can conduct his own research and derive conclusions.
"Alright then, let me see what the Ancient Immortals were researching?
"And see what can be learned from these experiment records?"
...
Not far from the swamp, inside a hall with two big holes in the roof, one and a half broken beams, yet overall still pretty solid and stable.
Some fox apprentices are wielding shovels and brooms, clearing away dirt, sweeping away dust.
Others are carrying bundle after bundle of bamboo poles, setting up row after row of racks within the hall.
Some with a stack of Copper Plates on their heads rush inside... it's precisely the experiment records excavated from underwater. Since always sealed inside the can, these Copper Plates are still brass-colored, smooth to the touch.
The fox apprentices carefully following order, secure them onto the racks.
"Eee eee eee!"
Black Star tilts its head, giving White Tail a disdainful look.
Speaking in fox tongue, it tells White Tail that its Copper Plate is hung upside down!
"Ooh?"
White Tail looks at its own Copper Plate, then at Black Star's, frowning.
Hung upside down?
The Copper Plates are all incomprehensible scribbles to the foxes, is there even a question of front or back?
"Eee eee eee! Ooh ooh ooh!"
Black Star points at the Copper Plate, explaining to White Tail that Master just said, the format to look for is where the shortest piece is centered as the title, with the title at the top!
White Tail picks up a Copper Plate, stares at it for a while, nods solemnly... It's remembered!
In this manner...
One by one, small houses are brought up from the ocean floor.
One bronze can after another is sawed open by the foxes.
Stack after stack of Copper Plates are hung by the foxes onto the racks.
Soon, this abandoned grand hall is cleaned up, transformed, with neat rows of racks and new Copper Plates hanging all around.
