In the dimly lit room.
The guiding personnel lay on the leather bed, motionless, like a dazed puppet, dressed in a uniform.
Amidst the buzzing sound of the motor, the leather bed was sent into a horizontally positioned cylindrical structure, delivered into the hole at the center of the structure.
It was a dark, dark hole, with no light inside.
Lying on the leather bed and being sent in, one would be completely engulfed in darkness.
Bai Mo, at so unknown ti, had already run to the window, outside the curtain, bathed entirely in the sunlight from outside the window, with only his eyes peering through the curtain gap, watching the machine.
He saw that the horizontally positioned cylindrical structure began to slowly rotate with the buzzing sound of the motor, initiating the inspection.
Soon, the rotation halted, the inspection was completed, and again with the buzzing sound of the motor, the leather bed and the person lying on it were brought out.
Bai Mo quietly stepped out from behind the curtain.
He looked at the guiding personnel lying on the leather bed.
He saw... saw at the lower abdon Dantian of the guiding personnel, there were slight wrinkles on the uniform, the uniform’s nap was pressed down, gradually recovering. The wrinkles and pressed-down nap ford the shape of a Hand Seal on the uniform. As if just now soone... or sothing not human, stretched out a hand inside this inspection device, gently pressing on the guiding personnel’s Dantian. Judging from the Hand Seal’s shape, it was a bony, long-fingered hand.
At the brow center of the guiding personnel, on the skin, there was also a light wrinkle left. The mark was quickly dissipating... that was the trace of a finger mark. As if just now, inside the instrunt, a finger reached out, touching the guiding personnel’s brow center. From the characteristics of the fingerprint, it was a well-defined, elastic, resilient finger with a smooth flow of blood and Qi, a finger... without temperature, ice-cold.
Bai Mo looked again at the device, at the pitch-black hollow of the horizontally positioned cylindrical structure.
What exactly was in that dicinal soup?
What exactly was soaked in the dicinal soup?
What mysteries does this device hold?
Could it be that an Ancient Immortal is hidden in the device?
An Ancient Immortal who has escaped from a dream?
Bai Mo did not know and couldn’t explore it for the ti being.
Calmly, he began to restore the departnt.
...
The guiding personnel only felt a mont of trance, then saw Expert Bai Mo already completed the inspection, sitting up from the leather bed.
What just happened? It seed like a bit of a mory lapse?
His brain, affected by the dication, unconsciously ignored the abnormality, started auto-completing in his mind, filling in the events that just happened with the most logical scenario, imagining just like other experts, Expert Bai Mo was lying on the leather bed, entering the device, accepting inspection, and erging from the device. It was easy to imagine since every expert’s inspection scenario was the sa.
In the inspection room inside, Professor Zhang, Chairman Chen Shu, and Wu Qingyun also recovered from the paused state.
They vaguely felt sothing was off.
Why were the chewing muscles on the sides of their mouths a bit sore?
Why did their eyelids hurt and their eyes feel dry?
Why did it seem like their thought process had a lapse?
But their brains, also affected by the dication, unconsciously ignored these feelings. According to the most logical reasoning, they either filled in so information or ignored so.
They saw outside, Expert Bai Mo had already risen and was striding towards the door, ready to leave.
They saw the inspection report on the computer screen.
"Expert Bai Mo’s Sea of Consciousness and Sea of Qi are still dormant. There’s not a hint of activation.
"He’s very far from the danger period."
"But isn’t his power strength more dependent on the Immortal Beast?"
"There’s logic in that."
The room door opened, Bai Mo walked out, and the next expert to be inspected walked in.
The guiding personnel, Professor Zhang, Chairman Chen Shu, and Wu Qingyun began preparing to inspect the next expert, completely unaware that their ti had been paused just now, unaware that a piece of ti had been stolen from them.
They started chatting and laughing again, leisurely staring at the computer, focusing on one after another inspection result.
They sneaked out the back door, had lunch, and sneaked back in through the back door.
Chatting and laughing, they inspected through the afternoon.
They sneaked out the back door, had dinner, and sneaked back in through the back door.
Chatting and laughing, they inspected through the night.
...
Click!
After sending off the last expert to be inspected, the light in the inspection room was turned on.
The room, dark all day, finally saw the light.
The guiding personnel outside ca inside to say hello, and then went off work.
Professor Zhang stretched while sitting in the chair.
"...Ah, unknowingly, it’s ten o’clock already."
Chairman Chen Shu yawned.
"Most experts have been inspected, only a few left. Let’s inspect them along with the committee mbers."
Wu Qingyun still seed full of energy.
By now, it was already midnight, and the Immortal Technique Committee’s building had quieted down considerably.
The sun had set a long, long ti ago, and there wasn’t a single shred of sunlight left between heaven and earth.
What they didn’t know was that inside the machine outside, in the liquid chamber filled with dicinal soup, changes were occurring.
In that dicinal soup, soaked was an Elixir Pill about the size of a thumbtip, it was hemispherical, with deep, twisted grooves on its surface, resembling a walnut kernel, also like a brain. It had been soaking in this dicinal soup for a long, long ti, and by now, it seed to have finally reached its limit, starting to break down, starting to lt, starting to disintegrate, diffusing red blood, turning into pale yellow tufts, layers of oil floating up, making the dicinal soup in this liquid chamber appear like a drunken person’s vomit in a toilet, both dirty and disgusting.
As the Elixir Pill crumbled, a hazy mist of dream and reality erged from it! This white mist silently seeped through the machine’s gaps, skirting along the floor, making its way to the inspection room inside.
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