The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Bai Mo followed Professor Zhang in the student team, all the way deep into the corridor and into the office building.

The deeper the students get, the more they realize something is wrong... Is this an office building?

Why is the painting style different from ordinary office buildings?

There are no windows at all in this corridor, which is entirely illuminated by overhead fluorescent lights.

On both sides of the corridor, there are thick iron doors, tightly closed. There is no Chinese character nameplate, only a password fingerprint lock and a number.

Occasionally, pedestrians would pass by, wearing long white coats and looking serious.

The atmosphere became more solemn, and the students no longer dared to speak, and followed Professor Zhang's footsteps one by one.

Finally, they came to the end of the corridor and entered a conference room with wooden doors, windows, and sunlight.

I saw dozens of sets of tables and chairs in the conference room, but they were prepared for them.

There is also a whiteboard filled with matrices, formulas, arrows and derivation.

The students all breathed a sigh of relief and had smiles on their faces again.

Different from the solemn atmosphere in the corridor, the academic atmosphere in this conference room is obviously much stronger!

In front of the whiteboard, stood a bald, middle-aged man with a protruding belly, his shirt tucked into his trousers, and a pair of triangular eyes scanning the students.

His eyes quickly stopped on Bai Mo, looking at Bai Mo's face and the fox on Bai Mo's shoulder.

"You are Bai Mo, right?

"I've read your paper.

"It's flashy, very much like that scumbag Zhang Qiren's style.

"Intern under me, be careful, put away all these bells and whistles!"

The classmates were stunned.

Why did he give Bai Mo a slap in the face as soon as he entered the door?

Bai Mo held Bai Yangyang in his arms and touched his head to stop him from getting angry.

He didn't care about the teacher's power, but he was quite emotional about the words "scum Zhang Qiren" in his words.

Scum?

Is this how the current academic community evaluates Zhang Qiren?

Professor Zhang laughed and stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Classmate Bai Mo, let me introduce to you, this is Professor Li Fangming.

“I used to teach at Shangjing University and recently joined our Xiancao Laboratory.

“These days of internship, let him lead us together.

"Everyone, please sit down and listen to Professor Li talk about internship."

The students sat down separately.

Fang Yuan and Wu Qingyun naturally sat on both sides of Bai Mo.

Then listen to Li Fangming's explanation.

“Our laboratory is conducting rigorous and complex mathematical work.

“I will be in charge of this work.

"The content of your internship is to help me do some physical work such as deductions, proofs, and calculations..."

While he was talking, Fang Yuan quickly searched for this person's resume on her phone and handed it to Bai Mo to see.

Bai Mo quietly took it, sliding his fingers and sweeping them roughly. Then search his name together with "Zhang Qiren". Sure enough, I found a clue...

[Zhang Qiren and Li Fangming, double stars in the Mathematics Department of Beijing University]

[Zhang Qiren has made great achievements one after another. When can Li Fangming catch up? 】

It turns out that they were once competitive classmates?

[Zhang Qiren was imprisoned. His former classmate Li Fangming told reporters that Zhang Qiren had serious style problems during his undergraduate days...]

Did they ever have grudges against each other?

[Qiren Studio was on the hot search list. Zhang Qiren’s former classmate Li Fangming told reporters that Zhang Qiren had moral problems during his undergraduate days...]

Is Li Fangming’s resentment so big?

Bai Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his head, and listened to Li Fangming continue to speak.

“… When you start here, the work is not easy and the work intensity is high.

"You all put away your pretending mentality and work hard for me.

“Each of your groups will perform the same task.

"After completion, you have to cross-check and verify..."

While Li Fangming was talking, his assistant had already brought a thick pile of materials and distributed one copy to each of the students.

Fang Yuan got it, opened it and read a few pages. It was like reading a heavenly book, her eyes were dizzy.

Bai Mo took it, opened it, turned it over, frowned, turned it to the front again, and took a closer look.

"This...is using mathematical models to study the fire consciousness soup?

"Use a six-dimensional matrix to describe the specific conditions in the alchemy furnace during the process of refining the fire awareness soup.

“Introduce some mathematical tools to operate on the matrix and describe operations such as heating, stirring, adding materials, etc.

"Get this complete set of data, and then use the CNC alchemy furnace to refine the fire consciousness soup?

"Professor Zhang...he wants to use this method to refine the fire consciousness soup and advance to sequence seven?

"Is this okay?"

Bai Mo frowned.

Using the most cutting-edge technology of human civilization, it might be possible to refine a qualified fire consciousness soup.

But the promotion ceremony in the path is not that simple. It requires not only the fire consciousness soup, but also all the knowledge in the refining process of the fire consciousness soup!

Fire consciousness soup is not that precious... A high-sequence alchemist can easily refine it.

But all the knowledge in the refining process cannot be taught or learned when you want. If you are not talented, you just can't learn it!

If you don’t have knowledge in your heart and just drink the fire consciousness soup refined by others, within a moment or three, your brain will go crazy, smoke will erupt from the seven orifices, and the fire will start from the skull and burn to the whole body, burning all the flesh and blood into flying ashes!

This time, Professor Zhang used computers and digital machinery to refine the Fire Knowledge Soup and was promoted to Sequence Seven. This was something that had never happened before. In this kind of refining, perhaps the knowledge of mathematics, computers, and machinery can be used to replace the knowledge of alchemy? But, can it really be replaced? Will this actually work?

After drinking a bowl of technological fire consciousness soup, you may be successfully promoted, or maybe the fire will start from your skull. No one has tried it.

Professor Zhang, does he know the secret of the promotion ceremony? Do you know you are taking a risk?

Bai Mo subconsciously looked at Professor Zhang sitting in the front row, and happened to see him lowering his head to play with his mobile phone. From an oblique angle, he saw him closing his WeChat.

Bai Mo's eyes caught the last sentence in Professor Zhang's conversation list chatting with President Chen Shu...

[I understand the risks. Just let me take a trip. 】

I also saw this sentence in the conversation list...

【Let’s get a divorce】

Bai Mo frowned and looked at the thick book of information in his hand.

“The refining has gone wrong.

"Are there errors in the mathematical derivation process?"

He opened the document and started reading from the first page.

The refining of the fire awareness soup was just a piece of cake for him.

As for mathematics knowledge, he has learned a lot before.

He didn't quite understand the linear algebra, discrete mathematics, probability theory and mathematical statistics involved in this material, so he took out his mobile phone, searched for some textbooks, searched for some information, and read quickly.

“I don’t know if what I’m learning and selling now will be enough, and whether it will be useful?”

Bai Mo felt anxious, then buried his head in reading.

Just like that, I read article after article, turned over page after page, but found again that it doesn't seem that difficult?

And... his eyes stayed on the eighth page of the information, and stopped at an inference.

"well?

"this?"

In the conference room, Li Fangming stood in front of the blackboard, still explaining the rules of the laboratory.

"...I hate being smart and disobeying orders!

"For example, some of you have already looked through the information there!

"Can you understand?!

"I learned some things about three-legged cats, wrote some essays on toys, and did some housework questions, and then started to pretend?

"Bai Mo!"

He stopped shouting and pointed at Bai Mo!

"I am talking about you!

"What are you pretending to be?

"Put down the information for me!"

This conference room fell into silence.

The students all looked sideways at Bai Mo.

Professor Zhang was stunned for a moment, stood up, put on a smile, and wanted to smooth things over again.

But Li Fangming ignored him and continued to stare and roar loudly.

"What are you pretending to be?!

“If you want to intern here, just follow my rules!

"You, go to the utility room next to me and write me a three thousand word review first!"

The classmates were all trembling.

Wanbo City, Lan Fangfang, Guan Yueling and others were also reading the information just now. At this time, everyone looked pale and secretly closed the document.

Yang Zhan was also reading the information just now. He couldn't understand it, so he just looked at it and played with it. At this time, he quickly closed it.

He knew in his heart that Li Fangming probably didn't like Bai Mo, and at the same time wanted to use Bai Mo to show off to the students, kill the chicken to show the monkey, and want to suppress all the students.

All I can say is...Bai Mo is unlucky!

Bai Mo is also very depressed.

Has this guy taken some gunpowder?

Why is your attitude so bad?

He threw down the information book, stood up, and walked straight forward, towards the whiteboard.

Face is given to each other. If Li Fangming doesn't give him face, there is no need for him to save face for Li Fangming.

"There are serious errors in your information."

On Bai Mo's shoulders, the bulging white sun instantly understood what the master meant!

It jumped up with a "whoosh" sound and landed lightly on the top of the whiteboard. It waved its fox claws and pulled Li Fangming away, causing him to almost fall.

Then lean down, pick up a board eraser, brush it a few times, and wipe the entire whiteboard clean.

Finally, he picked up a fountain pen, held it in both paws, and handed it to the master who came over.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Just like that, Bai Mo took the pen and stood in front of the clean whiteboard.

Next to him, Li Fangming, who was almost knocked over, Professor Zhang, who was wide-eyed, and the stunned classmates all looked at Bai Mo.

Li Fangming was frightened by the fairy beast and did not dare to speak out.

Professor Zhang was hesitant to call for help, fearing that the immortal beast would lose control.

The students looked at Bai Mo's slender fingers, at the pen in Bai Mo's hand, and at Bai Mo's writing on the whiteboard, writing down lines of smooth inferences and formulas!

The students couldn't understand it, but they felt that the Greek letters, English letters and numbers written in white ink, although they were connected and scrawled, were particularly pleasing to the eye!

The entire whiteboard was quickly filled with writing.

It is obviously densely packed with long and short mathematical inferences and formulas, and it is obviously a large and scattered matrix, but when written by Bai Mo, the entire page looks like a painting!

brush……

White ink makes the final stroke.

Putting down the pen, the white sun at the top of the whiteboard jumped back to Master's shoulders, swung its tail, puffed out its chest, raised its head, and looked proud!

Bai Mo sat back in his seat, and the meeting room was still quiet.

None of the students could understand what was on the whiteboard. They just looked at Li Fangming and Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang was also confused when he saw him... After all, he was not a math major.

After seeing Li Fangming stunned for a moment, he picked up the eraser and rushed towards the whiteboard!

"What are you writing nonsense!

“Don’t think that just because you can memorize two formulas, you can fool people!

“Mathematics is rigorous, and so is engineering!

"cannot……

"cannot……

"No...impossible..."

Li Fangming's eraser seemed to be frozen above the white ink handwriting, unable to fall down.

He stared, his expression gradually solidified, and his neck and ears gradually turned red.

"Uh...uh..."

He was like a rooster that had been choked by stones, with his head cocked and his throat trembling. He stared at the whiteboard but could not utter a word.

Professor Zhang's expression became strange.

The expressions of the students also became strange.

Judging from Li Fangming's reaction, could it be...

Then they saw Li Fangming put down the eraser, picked up the whiteboard, walked straight to the door, opened the door, and went out.

He left in a hurry and didn't bother to close the door.

Professor Zhang was left with an awkward smile in the room.

Yang Zhan was left clapping his hands, whistled, and cheered.

"Bai Mo is awesome!"

The students were left laughing and applauding.

…

In the bronze hall, Bai Mo sat behind the desk, took a sip of tea, and continued reading the documents that his apprentices had just dug out.

“This tea tastes really good.

"Cold brew tea has a floral aroma and a lot of umami."

Bai Mo grinned, took another sip, and continued reading the document.

The stone tablet in his hand recorded the medicinal material transaction with Yaochi Holy Land.

"A pound of Tianming grass that is 100 years old is traded with Yaochi Holy Land in exchange for a hundred pounds of Tianming grass that is 10 years old? What does this mean?"

Bai Mo frowned.

Of course the Centennial Tianming Grass is a treasure, shouldn't Qingyue Dan Palace keep it for herself? Why exchange it for worthless 10-year-old Tianming grass?

Grab the literature and keep reading.

After replacing two more slates and checking the whereabouts of the replaced Tianming grass, Bai Mo suddenly realized!

"I see."

The hundred-year-old Tianming grass has more medicinal properties, a higher refining efficiency, and the refining fire consciousness soup is safer... but its quantity is small! This kind of rare good thing was given to Yaochi Holy Land.

Ten-year-old Tianming grass has weak medicinal properties and a lower refining efficiency. The refining fire awareness soup is risky...but there is a lot of it! Such large quantities of cheap goods were traded back and distributed to more disciples in Qingyue Dan Palace.

"It's okay not to accept it. It's really just a matter of class difference."

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

As for the Tianming grass he used back then... it only grew for a month and was ripened with fertilizer. The fire consciousness soup produced was extremely risky. If you drank it accidentally, you would be burned to ashes... but Bai Mo had enough knowledge. If you can cope with risks, just don’t care too much.

At this moment, a car suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hall.

Then I saw three fox apprentices jumping down happily, holding the herbs, and rushed into the hall.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Black shoes hold a pot of six-leaf osmanthus!

"Ouch!"

White toes holding a pot of golden rice!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Big Bi Tou is holding a pot of buds!

Um?

Bai Mo turned his attention to Dabi Tou. This pot of buds was... the buds of Moyu grapes?

Back then, there was a black jade grape plant in Fox Mountain. I only ate it once, but the grape field was burned to death because of the wrong fertilization by my apprentice.

Bai Mo hugged the fox disciples who rushed forward and acted coquettishly, twitching the corners of his mouth and exclaiming in his heart that they are awesome!

After only eating Moyu grapes once, Dabi Tou could follow the taste in his memory and find the grape buds in the grassland that had not yet produced fruit. How could he find them?

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