The atmosphere in the large office was slightly peculiar.
The experts including Li Fangming, who were not involved in immortality, did not know about the upcoming segnt.
"Hasn’t it already been synthesized successfully?"
"Can’t we open the champagne yet?"
The people involved in immortality in the room all wore serious expressions, staring collectively at the cara projection on the wall.
In the projection, Professor Zhang held a cup and approached the chanical Alchemy Furnace, drawing out the freshly brewed Fire Consciousness Soup from the faucet with a "splash."
The newly brewed Fire Consciousness Soup was still steaming, and Professor Zhang placed the half-full cup of dicinal soup on the table nearby.
If he wished to advance, the brewed Fire Consciousness Soup must be consud while hot!
He took out a lighter and with a "snap," ignited the fire above the Fire Consciousness Soup.
...
In the large office, Li Fangming and the other experts noticed the anomaly and fell silent.
Zhang Shan cracked a joke, "We’re not allowed to drink champagne, while he drinks fiery wine."
Before laughter broke out, he was frightened into silence by Committee mber Gu Lin’s scowl.
He was only Sequence Nine and didn’t quite understand the advancent ceremony, having not seriously studied the committee’s docuntation and was unaware of the internal details.
Behind the desk, Su Yaoyao unconsciously stretched out her slender jade-like hand, tightly grasping Bai Mo’s hand!
She trembled slightly.
"Nothing will go wrong, right?"
In Bai Mo’s arms, the fox-eyed Little Flower Arm looked at its master, whose hand had been seized, furrowing its brow, imdiately nudging the master’s other hand with its head.
Bai Mo kept a neutral expression, gazing at the large screen, while in reality, his Divine Sense surged violently outward, focusing intensely on Professor Zhang in the alchemy operation room!
...
Professor Zhang stared at the cup of Fire Consciousness Soup, ablaze with fla, on the table.
The so-called "absorbing the fire into the body" was to drink this burning Fire Consciousness Soup in one gulp.
A joyful voice echoed in his mind from the Ancient Immortal.
"Hahaha, congratulations, my disciple, you have successfully brewed the Fire Consciousness Soup!
"The two essentials of Immortal Cultivation are knowledge and resources.
"The body is transford by resources, the mind by knowledge, only then can harmony be achieved.
"Next, go ahead and drink this Fire Consciousness Soup!
"If the mathematical, chanical, and chemical knowledge in your mind can match this Fire Consciousness Soup, you will be Sequence Seven!
"If they cannot match, you will be reduced to ashes!
"Master is congratulating you in advance!
"And saying goodbye ahead of ti!"
Professor Zhang remained expressionless, with neither sorrow nor joy in his heart.
Indeed...
Drinking this cup of Fire Consciousness Soup, success ans becoming Sequence Seven, failure ans becoming ashes.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He took it out to look, and saw WeChat ssages rapidly refreshing his conversation list.
Chairman Chen Shu sent a ssage.
[Congratulations in advance on your success]
Wu Qingyun sent a ssage.
[All the best]
Tie Shiba sent a ssage.
[Next ti we et, do I call you leader?]
Wu Jianxian sent a ssage.
[Regardless of success or failure, the organization will rember you, there’s no need to worry about the future]
ssages arrived swiftly, one after another.
Professor Zhang lifted his dustproof mask, revealing a face full of exhaustion.
Suddenly, he saw a ssage from his wife.
[Zhang Ye! I’m not divorcing! I don’t know what the hell you’re doing, but I’d rather be a widow than get divorced!]
Tears welled up in Professor Zhang’s eyes, choking him.
Suddenly, the phone screen seed to contract a virus, popping open a new chat window on its own... within WeChat, him against himself.
The keyboard automatically produced a line.
[If you feel your shoulders are heavy, don’t panic, that might be the Human Race’s shield for you, or the burden it’s placing on you]
Hmm?
Tears stread from Professor Zhang’s eyes.
The Alchemist from West State City, the hidden boss, was watching too?
Was he planning to intervene?
The reason Professor Zhang chose to advance in West State City with such fanfare, without concealing the news... was partially a plea for assistance.
The next mont...
His left shoulder slightly sank!
It was the Star Claw, clad in the Invisibility Cloak, landing on Professor Zhang’s shoulder.
It held a box containing twenty variously sized Bursting Fruits.
Now it pricked up its ears, listening attentively to the master’s command.
Professor Zhang grinned, watching the phone, holding the Fire Consciousness Soup in one hand, when the phone screen produced another line.
[Don’t rush, it’s hot, drink slowly]
Oh?
Drink slowly?
He nods, bringing the cup of burning Fire Consciousness Soup closer to his lips.
This burning fire was from the lighter, the most ordinary fla, bright red and yellow, approaching his parted lips ever closer.
At this mont, his eyes suddenly flashed a scene he once saw... a bonfire, a black bonfire, burning atop a pile of white bones!
The scene flickered away, too quickly to react. He barely understood it.
Yet in his cup of Fire Consciousness Soup, reflecting his eye’s picture, it silently tinged a trace of black!
This sliver of black was hidden deep within the fire, hidden in the flickering flas, he couldn’t see it, nor could the cara in the room.
In his mind, the Qing Lu Ancient Immortal sat in the darkness, by the bonfire, the smile on his face widening, brightening, eventually breaking out into "hahahaha" laughter!
The Fallen Immortal’s black Pill Fire is one of the world’s most potent pollutants, Professor Zhang once saw it in a dream, his Spirit was already contaminated, a trace of black Pill Fire furtively lodged deep within his thoughts!
At this mont, this trace of black Pill Fire, was heading into that cup, soon, very soon, it can be drunk into Professor Zhang’s stomach!
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