Chapter 892 - 471: The Fantastical Tools That Never Existed Emerge at Fox Mountain (2)

Chapter 892: Chapter 471: The Fantastical Tools That Never Existed Emerge at Fox Mountain (2)

Sun Jinsong could see his master’s sadness, and also fell silent.

...

The big hall of the dormitory was pitch-black.

The foxes were gathered in circles, still bragging, chatting, and drinking.

Bai Mo sat beside the Thunderflash Wood Cage, sometimes looking up at this wooden cage crackling with blue electric sparks, sometimes lowering his head to look at the laptop in his arms, inputting parameters and using industrial software to run magnetic field simulations.

"This is still a bit tricky."

This Flash Thunder Wood thing had an insanely high voltage!

It even exceeded modern ultra-high voltage by several orders of magnitude!

Looking through ancient and modern times, the only thing whose voltage could surpass Flash Thunder Wood was Tribulation Thunder.

Bai Mo’s magnetic field simulation could only be approximate, following his intuition... because he couldn’t measure the voltage of Flash Thunder Wood.

At this moment he operated the industrial software simulating the magnetic field, constantly tweaking parameters, roughly observing how the simulated magnetic field changed.

The small laptop was bearing a heavy load, its fan roaring "wong-wong" as it spun wildly; the whole chassis was even trembling slightly, making people worry whether it could hold up, whether it could make it through...

Bai Mo, meanwhile, kept his head down watching the lagging display, occasionally looking up, using his Divine Sense to control this Immortal Grass version of a centrifuge, trying to get it to spin!

"You can’t directly port over the exact parameters of a modern centrifuge.

"If you want to copy, you can only copy the principles.

"As long as this Immortal Grass centrifuge can spin up...

"Then I can slowly use the Ghost Eye Machine Room later to recalibrate the parameters from scratch!"

At his Heart Thought, the Flash Thunder Wood went "zizizi," flashing with electricity!

The Iron Wood Pumpkin inside the wooden cage began to sway and float, shivering wildly left and right!

"Still can’t spin?"

Bai Mo was very frustrated, so he had to lower his head again to look at the laptop screen, watching it struggle to run, waiting for it to finish the magnetic field simulation.

...

In the workshop, as Sun Jinsong followed his Ancient Immortal Master out, he asked.

"Master, you said our workshop is the best one?

"But I read in the literature that there’s something called the Fantasy Workshop.

"A Fantasy Workshop doesn’t need all these messy things; it only needs Taotie’s Mouth, Gui Xu Bottle, Time Furnace, Thousand-Color Cloth... and so on, nine fantasy tools, to form a perfect workshop that can produce any Danpi.

"Between that Fantasy Workshop and our Great Emperor Workshop, which is stronger?"

The Ancient Immortal froze for a moment, then grinned and laughed.

"Hahaha, you brat, you only read half the paper and didn’t read carefully?

"In terms of functional power, of course the Fantasy Workshop is above the Great Emperor Workshop.

"But... that thing doesn’t exist. As the name implies, it’s something imagined."

Sun Jinsong furrowed his brows.

"It’s a Myth? A Legend?"

The Ancient Immortal shook his head.

"No, it’s just fantasy.

"It was imagined up by a group of frustrated, poor Alchemists, pooling their ideas.

"It started with a poor Alchemist who couldn’t afford equipment, couldn’t assemble a workshop, and published an article in a newspaper describing the workshop he imagined.

"Later, someone wrote him a letter, and they started imagining together, fantasizing about an even better, more perfect workshop.

"Then more and more poor Alchemists became interested in this thing, and it gradually became a kind of subculture.

"Kind of like... uh... your modern collaborative setting collections?

"Everyone fantasizing together, refining it together, having fun together, like the SCP Foundation?"

Sun Jinsong suddenly understood.

"Okay.

"So that thing only exists in fantasy, then."

He glanced at his master again, his expression odd.

"Master, you even know about the SCP Foundation?"

The Ancient Immortal chuckled.

"While you’re learning about the Immortal Dynasty, I’m learning about you too.

"I don’t just know SCP, I also know Kakarot, Harry Potter, Warhammer, Lu Mingfei, and I know Lu Mingfei who returned from Warhammer. Any problem with that?"

...

Whooo...

The cold wind outside the hall was still howling.

The foxes gradually gathered around their master, watching him hold the laptop while debugging this strange plant machine.

"Ying?"

This machine was a Thunderflash Wood Cage wrapped around a huge Iron Wood Pumpkin.

On both the cage and the pumpkin, there were other strange plants installed; at a glance it was bigger and more complicated than any previous plant machine.

It seemed that after the Big Mushroom Ship, this was the first time Master had made such a complex plant machine?

"Aow?"

Big and Small Eyes frowned, very displeased.

It was bedtime!

And Master still wasn’t going to sleep?

It had even planned out tonight in advance, to grab a spot early and sleep in Master’s arms!

"Ying?"

Butterfly Knot stuck its head out, seeing Master’s expression so serious.

This big plant machine must be really important, huh?

After reading the magnetic field simulation, Bai Mo pondered for a long time, then once again looked up at that "Time Furnace."

"As expected of a top-tier, fantasy-grade item.

"Even I nearly broke my back making this thing.

"Could the Ancient Immortal really have built it without understanding Plant Neurology and without modern technology to help?"

Bai Mo had his doubts!

...The documents he’d gotten were even more incomplete; he had no idea this thing was just a collaborative setting collection.

Seeing that it was getting late, he raised his head and used his Divine Sense to control this plant machine, making one last attempt.

In his eyes, the Plant Neurology Great Tripod appeared and slowly turned!

In the distant Ghost Eye Machine Room, one Ghost Eye after another began to writhe madly, providing Bai Mo with computational support!

Then this huge plant machine began to "zizizi" with arcs of electricity!

The massive pumpkin inside the wooden cage rose in the electric light, in the magnetic field, first swaying, then gradually stabilizing, and then starting to rotate slowly!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Its rotation was a bit off-center, driving the airflow and making wind noises.

"Eh? This time it might work?"

Bai Mo frowned slightly, his Divine Sense carefully adjusting the machine, also linking to the Ghost Eye Machine Room, using its computational power to correct the pumpkin’s spin!

Whoosh whoosh...

Gradually, the machine’s electric light grew brighter, the wind noise grew smaller, and the rotational speed grew faster!

Wooo...

With a faint, strange whistling sound, within the electrified wooden cage, the Iron Wood Pumpkin spun faster and faster, its outline blurring into a gray mass!

Bai Mo’s lips were already curling up!

"Haha, good, thirty thousand rpm... forty thousand... eighty thousand... a hundred and twenty thousand..."

This plant machine had already reached the rotational speed of a modern centrifuge!

The pumpkin’s diameter was also two meters, and the centrifugal force had reached modern standards!

The foxes all widened their eyes, watching from the side, each one ready to cheer!

Even though they didn’t understand workshops or plant machines, this new machine that threw off lightning sparks clearly looked badass!

And... Master was smiling!

Master was smiling so happily; this machine had to be something special!

Their eyes darted around, sometimes looking at the Time Furnace, sometimes at Master, when they noticed something off about the Time Furnace: the electric light was dimming? The speed was slowing? It gradually stopped spinning and slowly dropped down.

"Ying?"

"Aow?"

Big and Small Eyes and Small and Big Eyes looked at each other.

Many other senior brothers also found it strange.

Then they saw Master stand up, grin, and say,

"Good, it’s done!

"Haha, don’t worry, it stopped not because of a malfunction, nor because it hit its limit... its limit is far beyond this.

"It only stopped because... the fertilizer, the energy, ran out."

The foxes all relaxed and instantly erupted into cheers!

"Ying ying ying!"

"Aow aow aow!"

"Ying ying ying!"

One fox after another began dancing around Master, around this Time Furnace!

Bai Mo finally let out a breath.

"Hehe.

"Nine fantasy tools are enough to form a workshop.

"Compared to traditional workshops that take thousands or tens of thousands of facilities, this is way stronger.

"The Time Furnace can still be optimized later.

"As for the other ones..."

He hadn’t dug up information on the other tools yet, and didn’t even know what they all were.

He’d think about it once he found them!

"Alright, let’s go to sleep."

Amid the cheers, the foxes all turned and dashed toward the beds, racing to grab spots and wait for Master.

The slyest ones, like Big and Small Eyes, simply went "whoosh" and leaped straight into Master’s arms, rubbing their heads against his chest.

"Ying ying ying!"

Claiming the spot in advance!