Chapter 272: Ghosts Patrol the Sky, Sniff the World, Gene Editing and Fortune-Writing with Fairy Grass

"Try this fried chicken nugget! It's so crispy!"

The large canteen at the base in the northern suburbs is noisy with people coming and going.

Fang Xiaoyu guarded the stainless steel plate and ate fried chicken nuggets, her eyes shining!

Click!

Bai Mo gnaws open a piece, and after biting through the crispy dough, there is the tenderness of chicken and the fragrance of ginger inside.

"Well, this is good."

As for the little golden hoop, the fox apprentice sitting next to him, he was already clicking and showing off, smiling happily.

Foxes are born to love fried chicken!

There were researchers in white coats nearby, holding mobile phones and talking about it.

"Did there really be ghosts patrolling the sky last night?"

"There should be.

“Many people have seen it online!

"Over the main city, huge ghost figures are flying in the sky, like dark clouds, coming down from the sky one by one, smelling the scent of the world."

"Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

“Not just one person saw it, many people who stayed up late and worked overtime saw it!

"The huge grimace was directed at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office building.

“And there’s more than one grimace, it’s everywhere, everywhere, and it’s seen by a lot of people.”

Bai Mo and Fang Xiaoyu, who were eating next to them, were both confused.

Bai Mo was in Fox Mountain last night and was completely unaware of this incident.

Fang Xiaoyu’s home was at the scene of the incident, but she slept too hard...

Several doctoral students got together and started crazy gossip mode.

"You think, if the ancient immortal is so rampant, wouldn't the boss of Xizhou be angry?"

"He didn't express anything last night."

"There shouldn't be a fight, right?"

"Is there a possibility that he went to practice in a dream?"

"You don't understand this. Even if an immortal magician goes to practice in a dream, his physical body will still remain in this world and he will be aware of dangers.

"The boss of Xizhou must have noticed it, but he just didn't take action!"

Bai Mo was even more speechless while eating.

His physical body has really not remained in this world!

What is the so-called "ghosts patrolling the sky and sniffing out the world"?

There wasn't even a video on the Internet, and they said it couldn't be captured. If it was captured, the picture would be so blurry that he couldn't even see it.

But this matter should not be nonsense or a rumor... Because the Immortal Committee was afraid that something might happen to Expert Bai Mo, so they specially brought him to this northern suburbs base to receive closer protection.

"Next time we meet, let's take a closer look."

Bai Mo thought while eating.

Disciple Xiao Jinhuan had already finished all the rice on the plate, hugged the tray, and rushed to the meal window.

It saw that there were a lot of fried chicken nuggets left!

I don’t know why, but others don’t like to eat it, so it’s rude!

"well?

"Expert Baimo, Secretary Fang, did you eat these fried chicken nuggets?"

But it was Qu Hailou, sitting opposite with a stainless steel dinner plate.

On her dinner plate were scrambled eggs with tomatoes, broccoli, braised pork, ants on a tree...but she didn't ask for fried chicken nuggets.

"What's wrong?

“What’s wrong with chicken nuggets?”

But Qu Hailou turned his head, glanced carefully at the cook at the window, leaned forward and lowered his voice.

“We won’t eat these fried chicken nuggets.

“The oil used for making fried food in the cafeteria is not good.”

Bai Mo looked at the fried chicken pieces in his chopsticks and chewed half of them, revealing the tender white chicken.

“Um, why is the oil bad?

"Could it be gutter oil?"

Quhai Tower is mysterious.

"They use...GMO soybean oil! GMO!"

Genes are mysterious codes that contain genetic information.

Transgenics can change the characteristics of crops and increase crop yields.

But people have a natural distrust of this mysterious code...Gene modification allows soybeans to produce more oil, but who knows if there are other side effects? Maybe after genetic modification, there will be some special unknown toxic substance added to soybean oil? Who can say for sure!

Qu Hailou whispered.

"Nowadays, no one eats fried food. The fried food in the canteen is produced and sold in the kitchen.

"Especially those of us who are engaged in scientific research, who are knowledgeable and smart enough, don't even eat it!"

She was so proud that she suddenly discovered that at some point, there was a little fat fox on the dining table, holding a large plate full of sharp fried chicken nuggets, ears pricked up, eyes staring, dumbfounded.

Is it poisonous?

This chicken nugget is fragrant and crispy. Can you still eat it?

I just ate so much, so what’s going on?

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

He couldn't say whether there was a problem with genetically modified soybean oil.

But at least what I ate today is fine.

He looked at his apprentice.

"Eat with confidence today."

Xiao Jinhuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It only believes in the Master. If the Master says there is no problem, then there is no problem!

It sat on the chair, swung its big tail, and rolled its eyes. While thinking, it looked at other people in the canteen and saw that none of them were eating fried chicken nuggets.

It decided that after eating it later, it would pretend to be uncomfortable and help the fried chicken nuggets become known as "problematic".

This way, while waiting for dinner, it can still get a lot of fried chicken that no one eats!

It tilted its head and snickered.

Sure enough, foxes are very cunning!

…

The laboratory building was brightly lit and people were coming and going.

Bai Mo was wearing a white coat and walking around.

The little golden hoop was wearing the same white coat as his master, swaying his big tail, and followed behind his master, with his head held high and his chest high, feeling proud.

From time to time, I met researchers who greeted Bai Mo with warm smiles.

"Good morning, White Ink Expert."

"Are you here?"

"good morning!"

Bai Mo also put on a warm smile and greeted everyone... even though he knew almost no one.

The work of the Xiancao Analysis Center is currently running smoothly and there is no need for him.

Everything went well for Professor Hong Anxi.

He had no choice but to be an idler, a wanderer on the street, wandering around and looking everywhere.

There are quite a lot of people on the first floor of the experimental building.

The further you go up, the fewer people there are, the more deserted the atmosphere becomes, and the departments listed on both sides of the corridor become more high-end and serious.

Elevators and electronic doors along the way require facial recognition to verify authority before they can be opened.

Bai Mo led his apprentice all the way up, brushing his face and opening doors one after another, with green lights all the way without encountering any obstacles.

Just like that, all the way to the top floor, this place is even quieter and deserted. There are only a few signs hanging in the deep corridor.

The first sign is the newly hung one, "Herbaceous Grass Analysis Center."

Bai Mo walked in and saw Qu Hailou, Professor Fang, and several unknown young people lying on the computer, discussing something in a low voice.

On the cabinet next to it, there are more than a dozen samples of fairy grass.

"Qi Jue Purple, Cloud Grass, Gray Shadow Flower..."

They are all fairy grasses that have almost no requirements on soil quality and can grow in this world.

There is only Sequence Nine, but it can be mass-produced in this world.

He quietly left with his apprentice and went to the second listed laboratory on this floor... Xiancao Editing Center.

edit?

Seeing the door open, Bai Mo walked in.

Several people were standing or sitting inside, and when they saw Bai Mo, they all knew him... This is not surprising, after all, Bai Mo expert is famous and handsome! Even those who have never seen Bai Mo's photos or videos know that the person who looks most like a star in the laboratory building must be a Bai Mo expert.

Everyone smiled and exchanged greetings.

Then Bai Mo pointed to the information cabinet next to him.

"Can I take a look at this?"

The person in charge of the laboratory, Professor Yue, is a middle-aged aunt with a smile on her face.

"Of course! You can take a look at it as you like. You are welcome to give us your opinions and help us guide our work."

Bai Mo smiled, stood next to the cabinet, took out the documents, and started to read through them.

After turning a few pages, his eyes lit up!

On Fox Mountain, no more clues to the super fairy grass in the neurological field could be found, nor could there be any records about the [Disaster Weed].

He wandered around the laboratory building, hoping to learn something more and maybe find clues about the super fairy grass in the neurological field.

"Maybe the things studied in this laboratory can be somewhat involved?"

This laboratory is researching jelly grass gene sequencing and jelly grass gene editing!

"Genetically modified grass jelly...it's a shame they figured it out."

Baimo flipped through the document.

The little golden hoop jumped on Master's shoulder and watched with Master.

He read very quickly, reading one after another. After a while, he found out the progress of the work of the Immortal Committee... They almost made no progress.

The genes of grass jelly are more specific and harder to isolate.

Only a few were isolated, and sequencing was very difficult.

The information sequenced is as vast as a book from heaven, and is completely different from what is already available in the world.

Bai Mo subconsciously looked at Professor Yue and others next to him, and saw that they were guarding the instruments with focused eyes and serious expressions. Determination can be seen from their brows. Just like an ant standing at the foot of the Tianzhu, no matter how high it is, just climb.

"This kind of progress... won't be of much help to me, nor will it be of much help to the Immortal Committee.

"It is estimated to be a strategic project for long-term investment. It does not require short-term results."

He put the files back, arranged the cabinet, said goodbye to Professor Yue, and left.

The third laboratory on this floor has a temporary sign...Chazhencao Laboratory.

"Mo Lanyou's laboratory?"

Bai Mo walked forward and saw that the door was closed, so he didn't go in. After walking around, he found the adjacent tea room and lounge, and took his apprentice in to sit down.

"Let's see how Mo Lanyou does."

His consciousness poked out from between his eyebrows, like a tentacle, passing through the wall!

"well?"

It’s not easy for this spiritual consciousness to pass through the wall?

It was like walking through a quagmire, encountering considerable obstacles.

Bai Mo felt it.

"The formation is set up? Mo Lanyou's laboratory is blocked by the formation that restricts spiritual consciousness?"

With a thought in Bai Mo's mind, his consciousness transformed from the thick tentacles into thousands of threads, and then penetrated through the gaps in the formation's confinement and entered Mo Lanyou's laboratory.

Then I saw that in the laboratory with the doors and windows closed, the blackout curtains were also drawn down, and the chandeliers cast all the light.

Mo Lanyou sat on the ground, with the pill fire in his palm burning a seed of the formation grass!

What is this for?

But I saw him staring with his eyes unblinking, his forehead sweating, his body trembling, and he was performing some kind of strenuous magic!

Phew~

The jumping flames of the Dan Fire suddenly outline into strange runes and fly towards the seeds again!

call……

The magic failed, the flames exploded, and the seeds were burned to ashes.

Mo Lanyou bared his teeth, twitched his lips, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, picked up the second seed, rekindled the elixir fire in his palm, and tried this magic again!

…

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Xiao Jinhuan was very surprised. There was actually a snack cabinet in the tea room! There are potato chips, French fries, and biscuits... Take it for free and eat whatever you want!

Bai Mo smiled and said, "There is also a refrigerator here with iced black tea and iced Coke."

The two masters and apprentices went through some shopping, sat on the sofa, watched the potato chips and iced black tea piled on the coffee table, and started eating and drinking.

Xiao Jinhuan's eyes narrowed as he ate, full of joy.

While Bai Mo was drinking iced black tea, his consciousness passed through the wall, watching Mo Lanyou fire the elixir into runes again and again, and burn the seeds into fly ash again and again.

"What magic is this?

"I've never seen it before?

"It seems interesting!"

He had never seen it before, so it wasn't surprising.

After all, the predecessor of Fox Mountain, Qingyue Dan Palace, was just an ordinary newly established Dan Palace with little foundation.

At that time, all the immortal arts were popular products, and even the popular products could not be collected completely.

For millions of years, those incomplete goods were even buried in the soil, destroyed, weathered, and rotted.

Now the things dug out by Bai Mo are even more incomplete.

At this time, Bai Mo carefully observed this high-end magic.

…

call……

Mo Lanyou wiped the black dust off his palms, stood up, wiped his sweat, twisted his waist, drank some water, and decided to take a rest first.

In his mind, the voice of Ancient Immortal Shi Shu sounded.

"Otherwise, forget it, don't force it.

“This [immortal grass fortune-writing technique] involves a lot and is extremely difficult to operate.

"Even during the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, it would take ten or eight years for the direct disciples of the Holy Land to enter.

"You've only been practicing for a year, why bother forcing yourself?"

Mo Lanyou sat on a chair, drinking hot tea and rubbing his temples.

"If I happen to be successful and change the two leaves of Chazhen grass into three leaves, the yield will be directly increased by 50%!

"Try again!"

…

Next door, Bai Mo was holding his apprentice, eating cucumber-flavored potato chips, and listening to Mo Lanyou talking to himself.

"The effect of this magical technique is... changing two leaves into three leaves?

"Sounds...so like gene editing?

"Is his trick a magical version of gene editing?"

Bai Mo doesn't know if this magical technique is useful for plant neurology research, but it seems to be very valuable!

At this time, as he touched his apprentice's fat belly, his consciousness became more focused and turned into flowing threads, which penetrated through the wall and peeked at Mo Lanyou.

Then he saw Mo Lanyou sitting back on the futon on the ground and suddenly sighing for no reason.

“My talent is still too poor.

"If I teach this magic to the boss of Xizhou, how long will it take for him to learn it?"

In the dream, the ancient stone book immortal smiled.

"Writing fortunes with immortal grass is the signature magic that has been passed down, studied and improved from generation to generation in our Holy Land of Bookstores for thousands of years.

"Silk books recording immortal skills fill a large hall.

"No matter how talented you are, you can't learn it in just a few years."

Mo Lanyou sighed, picked up a seed and put it in his palm.

asked again suddenly.

"Master, how long did it take you to learn this trick?"

Ancient Immortal Shi Shu was stunned for a moment.

"I...I am just a mediocre person, and it took me twelve years."

Mo Lanyou's eyes suddenly lit up!

"Hey, Master, I'm so stupid!

"Why do I have to write my own destiny for this guy?

"Wouldn't it be great if you came to help me?

"You write a hundred seeds for me, and I will let the Immortal Committee take them for breeding.

“One seed will bear hundreds of seeds in one month.

"After a few months, Chazhencao will be enough!"

His master is not a fallen immortal, but an immortal from the Holy Land, who is on the side of mankind.

Of course that can help!

He was so excited that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Then I heard the tone of Ancient Immortal Shi Shu being slightly panicked.

"Don't!

"I can't help you...this...this..."

Moran You was strange.

The ancient stone book immortal stammered.

After a while, Ancient Immortal Shi Shu spoke.

"I have forgotten too many things after sleeping for tens of millions of years. I can no longer remember this immortal grass fortune-writing technique!"

Mo Lanyou twitched the corner of his mouth.

real or fake?

Thanks to Zisha who sells cabinets for the tip~