Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 272 - 170: The Martial Dao Flunkies of Fox Mountain, Star Belly
Fox Mountain, Bronze Hall.
Fifteen stalks of Dream Grass were all planted in freshly dug toilets and chamber pots, lined up neatly on the desk.
Three apprentices sat in their master's arms, squeezed together, watching the scene in mid-air with their master.
"Dream Grass, weeds tainted by dreams?
"This thing gives me the feeling that it's not that simple.
"Let's keep watching, maybe we can find it? Haven't searched thoroughly yet?"
Bai Mo trusted his apprentices, but this Dream Grass was really tempting!
At this moment, he moved the Fire Toad Balloon from the West Ridge Military Factory to hover over West State University, overlooking the entire campus!
"Is that Xue Yong?
"What is he doing wandering around the campus?
"Could it be that the Ancient Immortal behind him also discovered the Dream Grass?"
...
In the present world, deep night sky, behind the flowing clouds, the Fire Toad Balloon floated high. The toad's eyes pierced through the clouds and night sky, looking below, looking at the West State University campus. The pair of eyes occasionally adjusted focus and vision range according to Bai Mo's intent.
These eyes saw that the vast campus of West State University had already entered into tranquility. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Lights were starting to go off in each dormitory building.
In the corner of the campus, in the pile of garbage, an abandoned metal newsstand suddenly opened its door.
A lean, middle-aged man walked out from the door, wearing a windbreaker and a baseball cap, with a laptop under his arm.
Behind him was a burly man in a sweatshirt, his chest and shoulders stretching the sweatshirt tightly.
...
Fox Mountain, Bronze Hall.
Bai Mo frowned.
"That's...
"Zhang Qiren?
"The Sequence Eight Array Master who once sought to steal the West Ridge Small Volcano, Zhang Qiren?
"How did he emerge from that abandoned newsstand?"
The three fox apprentices in Bai Mo's arms all bared their teeth, growling in their throats.
They all knew this guy!
This guy once wanted to steal their Little Volcano!
"Yip yip yip?"
"Howl howl howl?"
They looked up at their master, asking if they should go capture this guy and beat him to death?
Bai Mo pondered for a moment.
"Let's first see what he wants to do."
In the image, Zhang Qiren was actually searching for a stone in the garbage pile, then sat cross-legged, opening his laptop.
The burly man beside him frowned, his expression conflicted.
"Boss, I just feel something's off... It seems... It seems like someone is watching us.
"There are no cameras around here!
"Should we..."
Zhang Qiren opened the laptop, typing swiftly on the keyboard, as the cold night wind blew, without looking up.
"Quiet.
"Tonight is very important."
He looked up at the sliver of the crescent new moon in the sky.
"This is a very special lunar phase.
"It's called the Leaking Moon!
"Once this lunar phase appears, it indicates that somewhere, the Dream Origin will undergo a leakage.
"This time, if my calculations are correct, the leakage place is here at West State University."
...
Fox Mountain, Bronze Hall.
Bai Mo nodded in realization.
So the appearance of the Dream Grass was due to this special lunar phase and special location causing the dream leakage?
I wonder if Zhang Qiren can calculate how many Dream Grasses there are in total?
Will there be another leakage next time?
...
Zhang Qiren looked down, continuing to clatter on the keyboard.
He seemed to be calculating something.
His hands danced like butterflies among flowers on the keyboard, his fingers light, the keyboard also sensitive.
On the computer screen, lines of specially coded sequence text flashed rapidly, like typing code.
Occasionally a graphical window popped up, sometimes depicting moon phases, sometimes depicting maps.
Occasionally a loading window appeared, with the computer calculating at high speed, deducing some intermediate results.
After a long time, he pressed enter.
On the screen, at the bottom of the code, a number appeared: 16.
"Oh, there are a total of sixteen leakage points.
"This time it's linked in the form of grass, a total of sixteen grasses, stained with the Dream Origin.
"Quick, let's find them all!
"Find sixteen stalks of grass that resemble humans!
"After finding them, my cultivation will advance further!"
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Fox Mountain Hall.
The three fox apprentices, nestled in their master's arms, watched in puzzlement.
Bai Mo looked at Zhang Qiren in the image, then at the fifteen stalks of Dream Grass on his desk.
"So there are sixteen in total?
"Since Xue Yong is looking for them, he's likely obtained one too.
"In that case... actually, Zhang Qiren doesn't need to look anymore."
But how did Zhang Qiren calculate these fifteen stalks of Dream Grass?
Is the Array path so bizarre?
Or... is this Dream Grass... this dream, inherently something from the Array path?
"Is this dream the work of Sequence Two or Sequence One of the Array path?"
Bai Mo didn't want to think too much.
...
After searching for more than two hours, Zhang Qiren and the burly man returned to the garbage pile, back next to the abandoned newsstand.
The burly man was extremely frustrated.
"Boss, could it be that there's none at all?
"This... Can't find anything!"
Zhang Qiren frowned.
"No, there definitely are!
"Perhaps they've already been dug up by someone.
"Ah, we were a step too late.
"Let's go back to the base. I need to accelerate the deduction, calculate the next Leaking Moon!"
The burly man nodded.
"Let's hurry up and go. I keep feeling like someone is watching us.
"And there's some mysterious little fellow stalking us."
He and Zhang Qiren walked towards the abandoned newsstand.
No one saw, a strand of black grass, hair-like, gently floated down from the sky, through the drifting clouds, brushing the night wind, landing in the West State University campus, landing above the garbage pile, landing on... Zhang Qiren's head.
This strand of black grass, upon landing, took root and pierced into Zhang Qiren's scalp. Its roots carried a slight anesthetic, making Zhang Qiren unaware.
