Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 126 Virus Invasion
Harvey took off the protective mask on his face, took the towel handed to him by Reiner's mechanical tentacle, wiped his sweaty face and neck, took two steps back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Egno, how many transplant operations are you doing today?" There was no sunlight in the basement, and the only light source was the magic stone. He was so busy that he completely forgot about time.

Egno also put down the surgical instruments in his hand, looking so exhausted that he was about to faint. He was only able to prevent himself from slipping thanks to an extra mechanical tentacle that Reiner had taken out.

"My Lord, I can't remember clearly... maybe it was the tenth transplant operation?"

Reiner turned his head and said with concern, "Sir, Mr. Egno, please go sit down and rest for a while. Leave the rest of this operation to me."

Although he turned his head to talk to Harvey and the other man, his hands and the two mechanical tentacles behind him seemed to have eyes of their own, continuing to complete the transplant operation without stopping, and finally doing the finishing work of adjusting the prosthetic limbs.

Egno glanced at Reiner with envy and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "As long as alchemical life forms have sufficient magic energy, they are almost tireless and sleepless, terrifying existences. This ability is so enviable that it makes me want to stop being human..."

Harvey chuckled weakly and said jokingly, "That's fine. When you're seriously injured and dying someday, I'll immediately transform you into an alchemical being. But you can place an order in advance for the model of prosthetic you prefer."

"Whether it's inlaid with gold, carved with patterns, or inlaid with gemstones... I can satisfy you. How about it?"

Egno was used to Harvey's casual teasing without any airs of a lord. He curled his lips and didn't dare to respond. Although his salary was one of the highest in the territory, he probably couldn't afford an alchemical prosthesis inlaid with gold and gems.

Everyone knows that the alchemical creations of the Alchemical Exploration Society are very expensive, and ordinary spellcasters don’t have the means to get them easily.

However, Lord Harvey is an exception. Many of the alchemical instruments in his laboratory, even including Reiner and Asdalen's soul carriers, are the most advanced models manufactured by the Alchemy Exploration Society in recent years in terms of appearance.

Egno complained silently in his heart: "Hmph, my Lord is not like what he said. He is a powerless necromancer who is discriminated against everywhere..."

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Harvey shook his sore and trembling arms, took a crystal test tube filled with half a tube of golden liquid from Egno, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth.

This is an energy recovery potion that Egno prepared using Northern Frost Flowers and Soul-Condensing Grass. Although its quality is not high, it has no side effects and is suitable for long-term use by liver-straining people like Harvey who stay up late.

"In a few days, when the weather turns completely warm, we should consider setting up the potion plantation and potion workshop..." Harvey slumped in the soft recliner specially prepared for him in the laboratory, and weakly instructed Egno.

It has always been Egno's dream to personally preside over and build a potion plantation. In the past, in Alaye and other wizarding kingdoms, he was limited by his sensitive identity and had no one to support him, so he had never been able to realize this wish.

Seeing that Harvey finally agreed to include his ideal project in the territory development plan, he couldn't help but show an ecstatic look on his face.

A newly built potion plantation equipped with a complete set of alchemical equipment and magical devices such as constant temperature and moisturizing. Even in the "Golden Forest" Lorrien, only natural spellcasters at the level of archdruids have the opportunity to own it.

"My lord, then... the question of potion formula?" Egno asked tentatively. The potion formula has always been a strictly confidential matter kept by all spellcasting forces and never leaked. Even a spellcaster like him who has studied intensively for ten years only knows some low-level general potion formulas and has no access to mid- and high-level formulas.

The recipes for many of the magic potions he now mixes to boost energy and strengthen physical fitness were all obtained for free by Harvey from spellcaster forums by "spying" on the transactions of high-level spellcasters.

Harvey narrowed his eyes and said wearily, "Wait a little longer. Let's build the plantation first. I'll find a way to solve the formula issue..." It's no use. I have to go back to sleep, otherwise I'll really die of exhaustion...

Harvey felt his eyelids drooping. Even though he had just drunk a recovery potion, he still felt that he could not hold on. Suturing the soul seed would consume too much mental and magical power.

He struggled to sit up from the recliner with trembling body, ready to ask the soldiers to help him back to the bedroom upstairs.

Just as he was about to speak, Harvey suddenly felt a severe dizziness. A familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar feeling of dizziness surged from the sea of consciousness deep in his brain like a tide, quickly swallowing him whole.

He subconsciously tried to raise his hand to grab something to keep his balance, but failed.

The last scene before his vision went completely black was when Egno and Reiner rushed towards him at the same time...

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"What happened? Why did the master suddenly faint? This..." Reiner used the mechanical tentacles behind him to gently roll up Harvey's limp body, helped him back to the recliner, turned his head and asked Egno anxiously.

"It shouldn't be like this... My lord, you just took the potion I prepared. Even if your body can't hold on, at least your mind can remain clear... Could it be..." Egno was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. With a pale face, he stretched out his arms and quickly scanned Harvey's entire body with healing magic.

Reiner shouted angrily, "Is there something wrong with the potion you gave the Master? Is the dosage wrong? Or is the formula wrong?"

Egno shook his head like a rattle. "No, no, no, absolutely not. There is absolutely no problem with this batch of medicine. I will take a dose of all the medicines provided to adults in advance."

He put away his hands that were casting the healing spell and asked doubtfully, "There's no sign of complete depletion of mental strength, and all vital signs are stable... and... and the potion is slowly taking effect. What on earth is wrong with you, sir?"

After all, Reiner had experienced more emergencies than Egno. He quickly used his mechanical tentacles to drag Harvey along with the recliner to the energy gathering array, took the mask used for the soul transfer experiment and put it directly on Harvey, then immediately plugged in the power supply pipe.

Egno was shocked and said in a trembling voice, "You want to directly charge... the master...? Reiner, are you crazy? The master is just flesh and blood!"

Reiner continued to operate without looking up, quickly explaining, "The Master's magic pattern and the Spellcaster Forum connected to the Energy Gathering Array are originally one and the same. If this unexpected fainting situation wasn't caused by an attack or poisoning, I suspect something went wrong with the Spellcaster Forum, affecting the Master himself."

He quickly connected Harvey to the energy formation and immediately ordered Egno, "Go and call Mr. Asdalen. He has more experience in handling these unexpected situations than we do..."

When Asdalen quickly rushed to the laboratory, Harvey was still breathing steadily, with his eyes closed, lying quietly on the recliner.

He immediately turned around and came to the "Magic Brain" instrument, and input the "small account" that Harvey used to hide his administrator identity in the forum with ease. The "Magic Brain" instrument started up as usual, but the familiar spellcaster forum interface did not appear on the crystal panel.

Asdalen turned around and said to the other two in a serious tone, "The Spellcaster Forum is disconnected! I suspect someone has used the magic network link to cross the plane and attacked you, sir!"

(End of this chapter)