CIATB Chapter 491 - 275: Calamity Grass! Primordial Immortal Qi of the Neuro Domain!
Chapter 491 - 275: Calamity Grass! Primordial Immortal Qi of the Neuro Domain!
Time approaches noon.
The sun brightly illuminates the greenhouse’s film interior, fortunately, it is already late autumn, and the inside is not too hot.
Mo Lanyou looks at a plant of Seven Extremes Purple in front of him, unable to notice anything unusual.
"It’s really strange."
He turns around again, looks at the grass beside him, the grass behind him...
His sight constantly changes, and his divine sense sweeps back and forth.
Yet those black eyes seem to possess foresight, sometimes hiding beneath the leaves of this plant, sometimes moving to the stem of that plant, always evading Mo Lanyou’s sight and perception.
Mo Lanyou cannot see it, yet it keeps observing Mo Lanyou.
In fact, not only Mo Lanyou... everyone in this greenhouse hasn’t noticed the black eyes, but all have been watched by them.
Indeed, these black eyes, not just one!
They sometimes close, sometimes open, inside the greenhouse, on every Seven Extremes Purple plant, in dead angles from sight and blind spots unreachable by divine sense, they observe the newcomers.
"In total, there are... three hundred seventy-one here?"
Bai Mo stands at the edge of the greenhouse, fixating on a Seven Extremes Purple, pretending to observe, frowning.
"What’s the principle here?
"It can miraculously move between plants without detecting movement paths.
"It can also preemptively evade sight and divine sense?
"Could it really be a ghost?"
Nearby is Big Golden Cuff, wearing a lab coat, also focusing on a Seven Extremes Purple.
Sometimes using its fox claw to scratch the leaves, sometimes sniffing the atmosphere with its nose.
Near them, a staff member from the planting base, advanced in age and not familiar with online activities, doesn’t recognize Bai Mo and the Immortal Beast, whispering secretly.
"Look, over there is a fox, wearing a lab coat, scratching Immortal Grass, pretending to act knowledgeable.
"Can a fox really understand this?"
Big Golden Cuff raises its ears, rolls its white eyes, feeling very speechless.
"Ow!"
This time, it really wasn’t pretending!
Although it used to pretend when reviewing documents or data with its master... but this time, observing Immortal Grass, it wasn’t pretending—it truly understands!
Fox Mountain has been cultivating Immortal Grass for years, foxes plant a lot, learn a lot, perform many operations, and gain much understanding.
Its real skill level actually surpasses most people present!
Seven Extremes Purple, it hasn’t grown before, but such low-level Immortal Grass, it can judge the issues without planting... like those in this greenhouse, which belong to useless waste Immortal Grass that only consumes fertilizer without yielding anything, in Fox Mountain, such weeds are supposed to be uprooted and composted!
"Squeak squeak, ow ow..."
It tugs on its master’s clothing hem, speaking fox language and gesturing, explaining its discoveries to its master.
Bai Mo lifts his apprentice up, smiles and strokes its head.
"Very good!"
While praising his apprentice, his divine sense, like the slightest breeze, quietly locks onto every Black Ghost Eye, observing their behaviors.
He sees them already losing interest in Professor Zhang’s group, starting to constantly leap and patrol around Seven Extremes Purple Immortal Grass.
Whenever they encounter a plant with higher nutrient reserves, they gather and draw the nutrients away.
There seems to be some communication mechanism between them, exchanging some strange signals?
The more nutrients, the more eyes are attracted.
Fewer nutrients, fewer eyes appear.
Bai Mo suddenly understands.
This thing, alters the gene of the Immortal Grass, saving the nutrients meant for yielding and reproducing, for their absorption?
Bai Mo continues to observe.
"Eh? Four of them, have absorbed enough nutrients, grown larger, and split.
"Now the total has changed to three hundred seventy-five."
This thing can rewrite the gene sequences of Immortal Grass, drain its excess nutrients, expand its number through division, and then go on to harm more Immortal Grass, so...
"This ghost-like way of transitioning and spreading, how far can it really reach?
"Just how do they accomplish these feats?"
Bai Mo really wants to take action, grab one, and examine it closely... but, instinct tells him, not to act rashly!
This thing might have intelligence; if alerted, subsequent handling will be tougher!
"Better keep watching for a while."
...
Professor Zhang moves through the high grass, his eyes heavy and brows furrowed.
In his mind, he hears the giggles of the Ancient Immortal.
"Can’t find the issue, my dear apprentice?
"Give up now—this problem, you cannot solve it, neither can they—hahahaha!"
...
Deep within Mo Lanyou’s eyes, the Stone Book Ancient Immortal is also watching, seriously observing.
"Apprentice, why do I feel this strongly resembles the Black Ghost Eye plague?
"In past times, the Dan Kingdom suffered several Calamity Grass invasions.
"The longest lasting, greatest impacting, and most damaging, was the Black Ghost Eye plague!
"This thing can lock the growth of Immortal Grass, detain its nutrients and potency, develop itself further, then infect more Immortal Grass, locking even more!
"No matter how it is viewed, your situation here greatly resembles the Black Ghost Eye plague."
Mo Lanyou’s eyes sparkle!
"Master, you know?
"Haha, this is fantastic!
"How does it lock the growth of Immortal Grass?"
The Ancient Immortal sighs.
"That locking mechanism... is an unsolved mystery."
Mo Lanyou asks again.
"Then how does it infect and spread?"
The Ancient Immortal frowns.
"That spreading mechanism... also remains unknown."
Mo Lanyou pulls a wry smile.
"So you’re surely unaware of how to resolve it?"
The Ancient Immortal laughs.
"This, I actually know!
"Speaking of which, it’s rather simple.
"Just report it to the Celestial Palace, they’ll naturally send someone to handle it."
Mo Lanyou gives an awkward smile.
This Ancient Immortal Master is just like that bunch of online haters, using his face like a backside, spewing words recklessly, fond of releasing tasteless air.