Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 285 - 176: Star Belly’s Wind Roll Armor, an Ancient Immortal’s False Signal? (Part 2)
After feeling sentimental, Bai Mo opened the tablet again to look at the documents he had copied during the day.
Most of these documents were still unearthed from the Ancient Immortal dormitory area... the majority were of no value. Only one had some value.
"Treating hemorrhoids?"
"Is this document from the Ancient Immortal men’s dormitory?"
No matter what ailment it treats, as long as it’s knowledge, Bai Mo welcomes it, and immediately began to read attentively.
In the main hall, quite a number of disciples were gathered in layers around Star Belly, their eyes full of envy, looking at Star Belly’s new armor!
"Ying ying ying!"
"Awo awo awo!"
"Ying ying ying!"
In the middle of the fox group, Star Belly puffed out its round belly, wearing a new armor, with its head held high, face full of pride!
It was Bai Mo who made the armor for him from the peel of the resonance Wind Roll Grass.
One could see withered yellow grass threads intricately woven, covering its upper body, mainly covering the chest, back, shoulders, and arms.
It looks like a bloated sweater.
Star Belly looked at its shoulders, then at its arms... with this resonance Wind Roll Armor on, could its Mountain Lean also crush stones?
The fellow brothers were also curious about the effects, shouting in succession.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Awo awo awo!"
"Awo awo awo!"
Star Belly tilted its head, with a mischievous look in its eyes, flicked its tail, and saw a Bronze Lamp Tree nearby.
It gestured with its paw for the brothers to step back.
Took a deep breath, adjusted its state, ready...
Then rushed forward, put a foot at the base of the Lamp Tree, used its leg to push the hip, the hip carried the body, the body drove the shoulder and elbow, and slammed into the Bronze Lamp Tree!
Bang!
It hit!
Buzz~
The armor vibrated, resonating with the Bronze Lamp Tree!
The Bronze Lamp Tree, which was knocked away last time, this time, directly shattered into small pieces, flying in all directions with a boom.
The brothers were stunned for a moment, then raised their front paws and started jumping and cheering!
"Ying ying ying!"
"Awo awo awo!"
"Ying ying ying!"
Although they didn’t understand exactly how powerful this move was, being able to easily shatter the Bronze Lamp Tree meant it was definitely strong!
Star Belly retracted the Mountain Lean posture, its fox face calm, poured a cup of its front paw... it was already fat, and now wearing a thick armor, its front paw couldn’t quite reach over. But still it tried the action.
In fact, it was also surprised inside... how could it be so powerful?
It wanted to laugh but couldn’t show it, it had to remain unconcerned! After all, it was already a great master of the Eight Extremes who could shatter the Bronze Lamp Tree in a single move!
...
Days passed by in circles.
Night fell, and the evening breeze was refreshing.
The atmosphere on the field of West State University was filled with joy.
Because... military training was about to end!
Students from each class gathered together, rehearsing their performances.
Some were rehearsing a chorus.
"Do you still remember you promised me that you wouldn’t let me lose you~"
Some were rehearsing skits.
"You stomped and you’re numb!"
Some were rehearsing instruments.
"Does a guitar and flute not go well together?"
"But our class only has these two talents, what can we do?"
In a corner of the field, Wan Bocheng from the Immortal Grass Experimental Class was full of pride.
"Sigh, students from other classes can only be like that.
"In the end, it’s still up to us to elevate the whole cultural performance."
Lan Fangfang and the other students from the experimental class laughed out loud.
Immortal Grass Experimental Class had instruments, songs, dance accompaniment, and most importantly, the coolest secret weapon... Wu Qingyun and Bai Mo!
Then they began rehearsing...
Guitar and drum set matched with dynamic singing.
"This is the best of times, this is the worst of times, some rich second generation in front, I’ll kick them in with my foot..."
Eight students, four men and four women, danced together, occasionally changing formations.
In the middle was the most handsome vase, Bai Mo, sitting on a chair.
And the strongest dancer, Wu Qingyun, lifting the chair with one hand, lifting it steadily, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes spinning, doing simple dance moves, as the most striking highlight.
Bai Mo sat on the chair, sometimes lifted high, sometimes lowered, sometimes carried around in a circle, feeling quite sullen inside. But rehearsing with classmates, participating together in the cultural performance, indeed allowed him to experience more of the earthly human atmosphere, anchoring him more firmly to reality... so he sat on this chair, letting it be up to them.
Black Tail squatted nearby, watching the master’s performance.
This dance was too flashy for its taste, not as joyful as the dances on Fox Mountain!
Bai Mo sat on the chair and simply closed his eyes.
In his vision, Zhang Qiren’s top-down perspective appeared again, showing his messy hair and the rapidly flashing computer screen of code.
But this time, Zhang Qiren seemed to encounter a problem. He stood up from his computer and paced back and forth in his bright and spacious, luxuriously decorated room.
Other members of Strange People Studio sitting on the sofa beside him spoke up.
"Boss, what’s wrong?"
"Is there a problem?"
"Is the simulation not going well?"
Zhang Qiren shook his head.
"No... I deduced it...
"But... I suspect I might be wrong."
Everyone looked puzzled.
"Wrong?
"How could it be wrong?"
Zhang Qiren hesitated for a moment.
"My... my deduction led to the same coordinates as last time.
"This time, the location of the Dream Origin leakage is still at West State University!"
Everyone frowned and exchanged looks.
Is that really the case?
Could it be such a coincidence?
...
At the playground of West State University, Bai Mo sat lazily on the chair held by Wu Qingyun.
He closed his eyes and frowned slightly.
He heard Wan Bocheng exclaim!
"Yes! Yes! Bai Mo, that’s the expression!
"Closed eyes, frowning, absolutely stunning, fitting our dance’s tone perfectly!"
Bai Mo ignored him.
But he was also surprised in his heart.
"Still at West State University?
"It’s indeed quite a coincidence."
...
Immortal Technique Committee.
In a softly lit meeting room, Lu Yang and Zhang Shan lay on the table, brows furrowed, exhausted.
They had just dealt with dozens of experts, completed dozens of questionnaires, and answered hundreds of questions. Together with the experts, they conducted various cross-psychology tests.
Yet, in the river of the Ancient Immortals, they indeed saw nothing!
Outside the meeting room, in the corridor. A few experts in white coats looked calm.
Chairman Chen Shu held a tablet, flipping through dozens of pages of test reports, directly to the last page to see the results.
[Cognition has been altered and cannot be repaired]
So... what Zhang Shan and Lu Yang claimed they saw nothing in the river is false?
Then the question arises, what exactly is in the river of the Ancient Immortals?
Chairman Chen Shu’s tablet showed a new message from Expert Huang Fu.
[Our team unanimously believes that everything the Ancient Immortal has shown so far could be fake!]
[We once thought that the reason the Ancient Immortal frantically helped disciples level up was because "when the disciples reach a certain sequence," "the Ancient Immortal can leave the dreamscape and enter the real world"]
[But now, various signs indicate we may have to overturn this conclusion]
[The Ancient Immortal wants to step into the real world perhaps more easily than we imagined?]
[The character, purpose, and strengths the Ancient Immortal has displayed... are not reliable]
[The madness shown for disciples’ advancement could all be fake signals]
[Even, the so-called "Ancient Immortal" in the dream may not really be the "Ancient Immortal"; it might not be the Ancient Immortal in body, but perhaps some sort of puppet or representative?]
[We cannot underestimate the cunning of the Ancient Immortals; they are plotting across the dreamscape, playing a game of chess with us]
[We have to admit, until now, we still haven’t grasped the true goal of the Ancient Immortal]
[We are very grateful to Committee Member Zhang Shan and Committee Member Lu Yang, for they braved great risks to probe the truth and deceit of the Ancient Immortal!]
[We will continue to probe until we understand the true face and secret of the Ancient Immortal, until humanity is free from all danger and covetousness, until humanity reaches the final victory]
Chairman Chen Shu sighed, looking desolate under the light.
He replied.
[I will convey your gratitude and also thank your group for all your efforts]
Then, another message came.
It was from Cai Xiaozhen of the Shangjing Array Department.
[Chairman Chen Shu, we deduce that a Dream Origin leakage event will occur at West State University, with very valuable Immortal Technique resources appearing]
[Please cooperate with us to secure it!]
