si-mexico Chapter 508 - 283: One Black Ghost Eye for Each Person
Chapter 508 - 283: One Black Ghost Eye for Each Person
The night wind howled.
Wang Fangyue and Ancient Immortal Que Shi stood by the campfire, watching the harvester move further into the night, leaving a smooth path in the grass field.
"So many toxic plants will be harvested; will many people die?"
"How are they going to deal with the West State Boss, Celestial Palace Heir?"
Wang Fangyue was momentarily dazed, then grinned.
Why worry about so much? With these toxic plants, she could ascend to Sequence Seven!
Suddenly, Ancient Immortal Que Shi furrowed her brows.
"Isn’t the quality of this harvester a bit off?"
"Why is it running faster and crushing a lot of Immortal Grass?"
Wang Fangyue froze, smelling the scent of toxic plant sap carried by the night wind. She was about to run forward to ask the driver when she saw the harvester suddenly make a sharp turn in the grass field, behaving like an uncontrolled mad bull, rampaging crazily!
Boom!
Buzz!
Amidst the loud noise, toxic plants were crushed and flattened wherever the harvester passed!
"What’s it doing?!"
Ancient Immortal Que Shi gritted her teeth, dressed in fluttering robes like a night heron, silently flew into the night, soared hundreds of meters, landed on the crazed harvester, at the cockpit window, and saw two disciples inside desperately trying to open the cockpit door!
"Master!"
"The harvester went out of control!"
Buzz!
The harvester made a sharp turn and drifted while toppling over!
Boom!
The huge body dragged a trench tens of meters long through the grass field, crushing countless toxic plants!
Ancient Immortal Que Shi dodged again, gracefully landed back on the tilted cockpit, her face contorted, her withered hand reaching towards the window glass!
But before her hand could drop, she smelled a peculiar odor and saw this harvester flashing red!
Boom!
An explosion, hot wind, flames, and smoke illuminated the night scene in this dream!
...
"Was there a bomb on that harvester?"
"Is it really necessary to be so ruthless?"
"Won’t it cause collateral damage?"
The operations command room was abuzz with activity.
The clicking of the mouse, the clattering of keyboards, the ringing of phones, and rapid communication sounds intertwined.
Bai Mo looked at the detailed information on the computer screen, furrowing his brows.
Bai Ruyi crouched in her master’s arms, also leaning on the table, looking at the screen with wide eyes.
"Whoa?"
Committee Member Gu Lin chuckled beside them.
"Rest assured, there won’t be any collateral damage!
"Our Heluo Region Immortal Committee branch has already rushed to the scene.
"If it’s confirmed that the buyer of this machine isn’t involved with the immortals, they’ll dismantle the explosives.
"If it’s involved... well... then we won’t worry about this mess."
He took Bai Mo’s mouse and helped bring up another angle on the screen.
At Fangyue Machinery Factory’s periphery, there were already a dozen fully armed Immortal Technique Committee members squatting at the base of the wall, holding walkie-talkies, executing tactical tasks. "Confirm the target machine signal has completely disappeared, request instructions for the next action!"
The Heluo Region Immortal Committee quickly provided instructions.
"Infiltrate Fangyue Machinery Factory!"
...
Bai Mo suddenly realized.
It turns out this operation wasn’t just to send problematic machines into the Ancient Immortal’s dream but also to capture this part of the Ancient Immortal’s henchmen disciples!
"This is pretty good."
He glanced at the other side of the screen, where seven signals had already been confirmed, and the machines were brought into the dream!
In Northern Heluo, West Ridge, Qingbu Plateau, Eastern Zhongwu, Tian Nan Sea Island... indeed, all over the place.
Committee Member Gu Lin’s old face was full of smiles.
"This counterattack is quite satisfying.
"Across Tian Nan Sea, capturing rats everywhere.
"Immortal Committee comrades from various places are busy with this, but no one has any complaints; rather, they’re all quite happy. Hahaha.
"Expert Bai Mo, the failure program inside the sensor, was that your doing?
"Is it strong enough?"
Bai Mo smacked his lips.
"It should be enough."
Immortal Grass is unpredictable; some are tough, and some are fragile.
Hopefully, the Ancient Immortals didn’t plant the toughest ones.
...
The dense night shrouded the medicine field.
Faintly visible in the field, every few dozen meters, there was a newly buried automatic irrigation machine.
This was the latest model just launched, equipped with multiple sensors, slow-release fertilizer functionality, spraying function, and even comes with remote management software.
Buzz...
Indeed, at the field’s edge, a diesel generator was already roaring to power the irrigation machines in the field!
"Haha, not bad, not bad, not bad indeed!"
"It’s running, there’s a response!"
"All linked up!"
A row of silhouettes stood by the field, next to the generator.
The Ancient Immortal Master held a tablet, checking the newly debugged software.
The tablet screen illuminated his old and fat face.
"Once I’m familiar with how to use it, this field of poisonous garlic can increase its yield by two percent!"
The Huang Mao disciples stood nearby, exhausted from burying machines all night, secretly complaining about this old thing’s impatience for making them install the machines without waiting till dawn. Yet each feigned excitement and smiled.
"With increased poisonous garlic yields, we can exchange for more resources in the Dark World and help the senior brother ascend faster!"
"Bonus points are higher, allowing more leisure trips."
"Two percent more yield in the field means two percent more dumb souls poisoned in the human world."
"We don’t need to worry about that; let the Immortal Committee and West State Boss handle it!"
"Hehehehe!"
"Hahahaha!"
As they laughed, they suddenly saw someone walking in the medicine field.
It was the second senior brother who went to lay pipes and adjust equipment.
Just as they were about to call him over, he twitched a few times and fell headlong into the medicine field.
"What happened?"
"Got scratched by poisonous garlic leaves?"
Ancient Immortal Master furrowed his brows, quite impatiently.