For Xue Bufan, the past two months of life had been utterly meaningless.
Research reports from the Divine Land had been synchronized here one after another. Every day, Xue Bufan could log into the illusion realm through a calculator artifact and check on the latest progress over there.
Of course...
"This is all meaningless." Xue Bufan looked at the thick stack of printed papers before him and sighed.
Feng Yecai, who was in the same group, looked over the reports and snorted. "They're having a fine old time, though."
Most chemists, upon entering a laboratory, had the urge to mix this with that under these conditions and see what they got.
Biologists had similar urges—inject this drug into this organism, or place this organism in that environment, and see what happened.
Constrained by funding and laboratory ethics, such urges were strangled in the cradle most of the time.
Of course, on the occasional instance when they let themselves run wild, they might occasionally obtain some unexpected results.
However...
The fellow cultivators in Heavenly Spirit Palace's empirical group were absolutely not among them.
It was as though they had no idea where to begin, so they simply tested the limits of the Yellow Crystal pathogen's survival.
From two hundred degrees below zero to temperatures above boiling point, from strong alkalis to strong acids, from low spiritual energy to high spiritual energy, from far infrared to far ultraviolet, and then nutrient-rich environments, oxygen-free environments, waterless environments, high-energy particles, powerful magnetic fields, and all manner of spell-based environments.
And then...
"No surprises at all." Xue Bufan did not look remotely surprised. "Other than strong acids and alkalis suppressing the Yellow Crystal pathogen's activity, the overwhelming majority of tests had no effect on it."
Feng Yecai nodded. "That was an immortal's body... and a