plumnovel Chapter 463 - 262: Ancient Immortal Plant Machinery Studies
Chapter 463 - 262: Ancient Immortal Plant Machinery Studies
Under the dark clouds, the fierce wind roared.
Swish...
A car stopped at the entrance of the main hall.
White Ears, holding a thick stack of documents, quickly jumped out of the car and dashed into the hall.
"Bleat bleat bleat!"
In the deepest part of the hall, the mentor sat behind the Bronze Table, writing and calculating.
The two siblings, Butterfly Knot and Small and Big Eyes, were using the latest "document cleaning machine" to clean some old documents.
"Huh?"
White Ears felt a bit down as he lightly placed a stack of Stone Slabs and Copper Plates next to the "document cleaning machine."
He stretched his fluffy head, fox-like eyes squinting, observing the new machine.
He didn’t like this machine!
The machine was actually a long bronze trough, over three meters in length, placed on one side of the hall.
The trough contained water and algae.
The roots of the algae were exposed and yearned for mud, wanting more mud to cover its roots.
It would wrap its algae body around every document thrown in, using leaf-like fine brushes of algae to scrape out every smear of mud and even every speck of dust in the crevices, covering its roots.
Butterfly Knot was beside it, placing dirty documents inside while taking out the clean ones, grinning widely.
"Bleat bleat bleat!"
The machine was convenient and fast, cleaning the documents brilliantly!
Every day, just by digging out the mud covering the algae roots, it could continuously work.
To create such a machine, the mentor was truly amazing!
"Hoo hoo hoo."
After placing down the documents, White Ears turned to leave, tail drooping, and went back to the excavation site.
He didn’t like this machine!
Before it existed, he could place documents next to the mentor’s table, and the mentor would look up and pat his head.
Every time he brought documents, the mentor would pat and hug him.
But now, with this machine, it was in the center of the hall, dozens of meters away from the mentor.
He could leave once he placed down the documents, without a reason to approach under the mentor’s hand.
This made him particularly aggrieved!
He drooped his head, secretly glanced back.
Suddenly heard the mentor speak.
"White Ears, don’t leave yet, help me move the documents over."
"Hoo!"
White Ears lifted his head, cheers, quickly embraced a stack of freshly cleaned documents, dashed to the mentor, piling the documents onto the Bronze Table.
And was picked up by the mentor, hugged into his arms, his sturdy neck stroked.
"Is everything normal at the excavation site?"
White Ears nodded.
"Bleat bleat bleat!"
Bai Mo picked up a piece of document and began reading.
"Wait a moment, I’ll see the document’s content, maybe there’s an important clue you need to take back to the excavation site."
White Ears shrank into the mentor’s embrace, watching the document with the mentor.
The Bronze Plate had been washed to a verdant green, the surface’s mud and roughness gone, at a glance like a crude counterfeit bronze from Taobao.
What was even more commendable was this cleaning machine, without damaging the text on the plate. Even the finest cracks on the plate, restored to its original state.
"Huh?"
This machine was truly excellent!
Bai Mo drank tea while stroking White Ears’ plump belly, reading the document.
"Why are the recent findings all related to plant machine studies?
"Did the Ancient Immortals, put so much effort into this study?
"Logically, shouldn’t they dedicate more effort to upgrading?"
Bai Mo flipped through the document, examining a few plates.
The White Ears in his arms nuzzled against the mentor’s chest, then jumped out.
"Bleat bleat bleat, hoo hoo hoo!"
The mentor had no instructions, so he should go back to work!
With a couple shouts of farewell, he "shoom shoom shoom" dashed out of the hall, dived into the car, kicked the accelerator, and left.
After the disciple left, Bai Mo continued to examine the documents.
"Plant Machine Research Institute?
"Literally translated, it’s this meaning, right?"
The Stone Slab Bai Mo held was a gift of document from Marquis Qing Yue to the Plant Machine Research Institute.
{@... Immortal Path is long, too many fall midway, too many die of old age before reaching the end, too many go astray on the Immortal Path, trapped forever}
{@Today’s Immortal Path is not perfect}
{@Nine paths, within each, misty unexplored areas, pitfalls of eternal regret}
{@Success doesn’t enter the mist, doesn’t tread the pitfall}
{@Failure lost in the mist, regret lifelong}
{@Success isn’t due to knowledge but luck}
{@Failure isn’t due to folly but misfortune}
{@Plant machine studies, shrouded in mist on the Immortal Path, countless predecessors resolutely entered, lifelong confusion with nothing gained...}
Below, the writing had blurred over millennia.
"Probably words of encouragement and admonition?"
Bai Mo had comprehended.
It turned out the Ancient Immortals, saw plant machine studies as part of perfecting the Immortal Path?
"Since the documents excavated are all about this, one should learn.
"Perhaps, this knowledge, indeed could converge into a vessel?"
Bai Mo grinned, continued to read the documents.
With the cleaning machine in place, temporarily in the hall without other work, Small and Big Eyes and Butterfly Knot enjoyed leisure.
They ran to the mentor’s sofa, nestled into the mentor’s arms, reading the documents together.
This document not only had text, but surprisingly included illustrations?
The illustrations were horizontal and vertical lines, with some swirling curves around them... looked very sophisticated!
Bai Mo, while watching, had a peculiar expression.
"This... so down-to-earth?"
The document recorded the Ancient Immortals’ desire to study a kind of curtain that could automatically open and close.