Torn Apart

It must be said that the Qin people had a high level of knowledge. If the Qin Shi Huang's Mount Li cold storage were placed in the Pan-Human History, it would be equivalent to preserving famous scientists such as Maxwell and Einstein.

At crucial moments, they are allowed to shine again. In the long course of history, the brilliant stars are gathered away, rather than disappearing into the river of time.

In a way, this can be considered a budget version of the Heroic Spirit Hall.

"Your Highness, the research has made considerable progress."

"I told you not to call me that kind of address." Bai Mo frowned slightly, looking at the researcher dressed in Qin robes beside him. The latter nodded as he spoke.

"I understand, Your Highness."

This was the third time Bai Mo had interacted with these researchers like this, and he was already somewhat numb to it. He could only wave his hand and take the report from their hands.

The good news is that not only has the situation in the Realm of Immortals been confirmed, but significant progress has also been made in the research on the Fusang Tree. In an unexpected turn of events that even the Qin Shi Huang might not have known, the Fantasy Tree of this Lostbelt was discovered inside the Fusang Tree.

The bad news is that, since the Realm of Immortals had already been opened by Qin Hong, it had an inseparable connection with this world, but the original immortals did not synchronize the Realm of Immortals's anchor point with this world.

"So, you mean if I were to relocate this Lostbelt now, then the Realm of Immortals would become a thorn in my side."

"Yes, Your Highness. According to calculations, if you were to transfer directly using the Fantasy Tree, this world would end up like a satellite caught between the force fields of two black holes, and would be torn to pieces."

Bai Mo looked at the map of the entire Great Qin, where villages were marked like scattered sparks. He tapped the table and asked, "Regarding the connection with the Realm of Immortals, do you have any solutions?"

The researcher nodded and took out a bud from a Fusang Tree. The branch part of this bud was bright silver, and the bottom part was like a spike, resembling an icicle.

"Currently, we can only attempt to create anchor points. This is the first version of anchor points using Fusang Tree as the material, but the actual effect may need to be confirmed through experiments."

Bai Mo took the twig from his hand. The timing was uncertain, which meant that he still had to deal with Qin Hong first. The moment he touched it, a mysterious feeling welled up in his heart.

The Fusang Tree branch emitted a faint glow, like a rope in a maze. The researcher beside him was completely taken aback by this, wearing an expression that said, "I've never seen anything like this before."

At the same time, words flowed through Bai Mo's mind, as if a person hidden in the clouds was sitting in front of him, talking eloquently.

But soon, it disappeared, and the twig in my hand was already emitting a faint glow.

Bai Mo turned to the researcher beside him and asked:

"Did this happen when the First Qin Shi Huang was alive?"

"At least in my experience, no, absolutely not. If it were, given His Majesty's personality, it would definitely have awakened me. Your Highness, although it's somewhat dangerous, to be honest, my curiosity is driving me crazy."

"Okay, let's go take a look."

Bai Mo arrived at the location of the Fusang Tree almost instantly. This thing was less like a tree and more like a product of some kind of science fiction movie, with its branches and leaves all round and smooth, like polished silver coins.

The tree trunk resembles a collection of countless data streams; its metallic interior contains veins pulsating with various strange energies, concealing incomprehensible information.

Rather than calling it a tree, it's more accurate to describe it as a tree-shaped supercomputer. It was through this that the Qin Shi Huang enabled rapid technological advancements during the Warring States period, ultimately leading to the overwhelming dominance of railguns and robots against medieval cavalry.

After Bai Mo arrived, the Fusang Tree emitted faint light, which shone on the "Guardian of Human Order" medal on his body, making it look somewhat like a facial scan.

After it was completed, a red leaf fell from inside the Fusang Tree, melted into liquid, and floated in front of Bai Mo.

This change attracted many people, and Xu Fu was the first to put aside his own affairs and come over.

"What is this..."

"At present, it seems that this can only be something left behind by those immortals that has been activated... Your Highness, who exactly are you...?"

Bai Mo gestured for him to stop talking, then examined the object carefully, still wary. Although it was likely related to Counter Force or Human Order, Bai Mo remained cautious about any gifts.

Just then, a somewhat flippant voice came from the tree.

"Oh, Mr. Bai Mo, we've finally waited for you. This is a message; we've never met, or perhaps we just missed each other due to bad luck. I am Lü Shang. Anyway, to make a long story short, we've left something for you here."

"Why did you leave me anything... Never mind, it's just a message."

Bai Mo, bewildered by the strange events unfolding before him, began to ask and answer his own questions. However, the recording in front of him seemed to answer his questions as if it were a phone call.

"After all, we don't want to perish like this, in every sense of the word, and you're worried about the affairs of the Realm of Immortals right now, aren't you? Don't worry, just take a branch from the Fusang Tree and accept this."

When the time comes, insert this into the soil of the Realm of Immortals, and twelve Tokiomi later, your problem will be solved. This is a backdoor left by my master, so don't lose it. When you get to the West, these will give you a great gift.

Alright, I can't leave too many comments, or I might get caught. That's all for now. Perhaps we'll meet again soon after the Realm of Immortals is relocated.

Taigong Wang's voice abruptly stopped. Bai Mo's lips twitched as he watched the red liquid slowly drift toward the bud in his hand. After a moment's thought, he did not stop it, letting it merge with the liquid.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone. Xu Fu, counting on his fingers, muttered in bewilderment:

"Taigong Wang's master... isn't that him? No... boss, so after all this time, you really are divinely appointed?"

"Go away, go play somewhere else. Who knows why he knew I was coming here... Tsk, it's because the Northern Europe side made too much of a fuss... No, thinking about it carefully, Odin's eyes were also quite subtle in the prophecy."

It's as if he knew I was coming, Taigong Wang... I think he participated in the battle against the Supreme Heavenly King back then..."

Bai Mo pondered this in his heart, then put away the Fusang Tree in his hand.

The next second, an alarm sounded, and the Great Wall in the sky projected its surveillance footage. Bai Mo saw it: on a plain, a faint light appeared.

"Your Highness, we have gained the upper hand and can now open the passage connecting to the Realm of Immortals."