Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 6 A bold attempt to connect the magic network

Early morning, moonless night.

Harvey completed his daily meditation training, put the charged magic stone back into Reiner's small waist bag, and hung it on Reiner who was turning off his phone to rest.

Every moonless night is when the energy of death is most abundant in the magic network.

It is also the best time for the Necromancer to meditate and train.

When Harvey first came into contact with the basic theoretical knowledge of spellcasters, he realized that all the so-called magic in this world.

In fact, it is a way for the caster to use specific inscriptions or spells to draw power from the invisible and ubiquitous magic web and cast it out.

Harvey often imagined it as the Internet, and the spellcasters as the vast army of programmers working in the online world.

The difference is that creating a spell is much more difficult than writing a program.

However, the Internet only appeared in the past few decades, but the magic network has existed since the era of dragons.

The various spells created by ancient spellcasters have been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. Even today, no spellcaster dares to claim that he has learned them all.

And any spellcaster who creates a new spell will, without exception, be given the title of legend by the magic world.

Harvey flipped through his spell manual and found only a few first-level spells - corrosion, acid spray, and poison mist.

And the only second-level necromancy spell - elementary resurrection.

This is consistent with his title of junior wizard. Apart from resurrection, other spells are of no help to his current research and business projects.

It is not even as good as the zero-level spells called cantrips - Messenger Summoning and Mage's Hand.

Fortunately, Harvey still has the hidden halo of a time traveler, which is comparable to the protagonist's plug-in, giving him the opportunity to make up for his lack of achievements with ideas.

Finally, I persevered and graduated from the School of the Undead.

……

A fluttering sound at the window interrupted Harvey's thoughts.

The messenger Night Owl arrived, bringing with him a thick stack of letters from his colleague at the academy and Harvey's investment sponsor, Ash Lambert.

"Dear Harvey, how are you doing recently? It's been a month since I last received your reply. Is your soap workshop going well?
I heard that the war in the Evil Moon Mountains is getting more intense, and the Church has already sent a large number of Judgment Army to support them. Those corpses used for the Requiem Mass are such a waste.

This time I have enclosed a copy of the Federation Bulletin. Don't thank me, although it was issued last month, but it is better late than not knowing anything at all.

I am curious, besides focusing on soap production, whether you have any other interesting inventions recently that you can share and discuss with me.

Your everlasting friend and staunch supporter, Ash Lambert."

Harvey shook his head and shredded the letter with his fingers.

This guy, Ash, doesn't care about his investment worth 1000 gold pounds at all. He just spends all day asking about Harvey's weird inventions.

But he still had some conscience and knew to send him the Spellcaster's Bulletin published by the Federation.

Saint Valen is one of the few kingdoms on the continent that is not ruled by wizards and is a traditional duchy of a feudal lord.

Jackdaw Town is located in the mountainous area on the border of the Principality, and is five days' journey from the nearest wizard kingdom, Daes.

It takes nearly two months to reach Alayeh, the sky region where the Spellcaster Union is located.

Fortunately, the mages' letter-delivering night owls have the ability to travel through planes, so Alaye's letters will reach Harvey in about a week at most, but the prerequisite is that they will not encounter plane turbulence or lose their positioning in the middle of the journey.

Of course, when a spell courier is carrying overly heavy items, the speed of plane travel will be severely restricted. If the weight of the items being sent exceeds the limit, it may even directly cause the spell to fail.

Harvey flipped open the Federation Bulletin, which was already a month out of date, and sighed silently.

"It would be great if there were a technique or device that could instantly receive messages..."

Neither the expensive and difficult-to-maintain teleportation array nor the communication spell that required a high level of caster could meet Harvey's needs.

"Another pile of war reports with no commercial value. The Federation's focus has indeed shifted to the war."

Harvey complained to himself as he flipped through the bulletin.

"Research on elemental cluster spellcasting. Hmm, these idiots are upgrading the power of their spell bombardment again."

"The Alchemy Quest has protested the High Elves' raising of the price of natural alchemical materials. Haha, they're so arrogant when the raw materials are in someone else's hands."

"The Ministry of Magic has reviewed and decided on the punishment for some necromancers who stole corpses from cemeteries without permission..."

As expected, the lack of corpses forced their colleagues, already short of materials, to take desperate measures. Mages who studied necromancy were a tiny minority among the vast majority of spellcasters.

However, due to various unwelcome experiences, these necromancers are scattered in remote and barren areas, making it difficult for them to unite.

The clubs formed during the Undead Academy period are often the only magic exchange circles that the undead spellcaster can access in his life.

Harvey quickly flipped through the rest of the communiqué, most of which were research topics that had no interest in him at all.

"Hey, research on the enhanced plane-traveling ability of spell messengers." Harvey's eyes narrowed as his attention was drawn to it.

This research report is brief, occupying only a small corner of the last page of the communiqué, and only includes a magic matrix diagram.

This was obviously information that was not taken seriously. After all, zero-ring magic had been thoroughly researched, and no one paid attention to it except for apprentice spellcasters.

But what Harvey was interested in was the content in the report about connecting the spell courier's spell matrix with the magic network and using the magic network's energy to accelerate the courier's ability to travel through planes.

He pulled out a piece of white paper, summoned the wizard's hand, and used a quill pen to quickly simulate the spell matrix on the bulletin.

"So that's how it is. I've never thought about how the messenger can accurately locate the recipient."

Indeed, most spellcasters' understanding of zero-ring spells is limited to practicality. Some of them cannot even be called practical and are at most used for spellcasting practice during the apprenticeship stage.

Just like the Mage's Hand, it is the release of magical energy with a distance limit. Advanced spellcasters prefer to use the Hand of Manipulation for better effects.

But the Messenger Call is different.

The caster needs to clearly lock onto the recipient's positioning magic pattern in the magic network, so that the summoned spell messenger can accurately locate and deliver the letter.

The positioning magic patterns in the magic network often represent the real location of the recipient in the real world.

Harvey put down his pen and stared at the magic matrix drawn on the white paper, falling into deep thought.

"If I use an instrument that can automatically cast spells, combined with the positioning magic pattern engraved on the instrument and this accelerated spell matrix..."

"Can we create a magic messenger that can directly travel through the magic network and receive information instantly?"

Inspiration flashed through Harvey's mind like lightning. He stood up from his desk and ran downstairs to the laboratory.

……

"Master Harvey, what is this instrument used for? I don't know how to operate it!" Reiner was confused when he was urgently pulled to the laboratory in the middle of his happy work.

Harvey clapped his hands excitedly and motioned for Reiner to sit in front of this simple instrument that looked like a typewriter.

"When I return to the study, you will be responsible for observing this instrument. No matter what it receives, you will immediately press the button on it to respond to the message."

Reiner carefully squatted in front of the instrument in a horse stance, not daring to sit down at all. He had already broken several chairs with his butt.

"Sir, but, but I can't read!" This instrument looked very much like the metal typewriter he had seen in the town before. The densely packed character keys were twisted and unfamiliar like tadpoles.

Harvey held another identical machine and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. You just need to press the buttons randomly and reply randomly."

After saying that, he returned to the study without looking back.

Reiner nodded obediently and continued to squat in front of the instrument, the soul fire in his skull eye sockets solidified as he stared at the front.

I was afraid of missing any reaction and delaying the adults' experiment.

It wasn't long before Reiner noticed that the inscription engraved on the base of the instrument slowly lit up with a dim red light.

The closely arranged metal buttons on the instrument seemed to be struck by a pair of ghostly hands. They were quickly pressed and bounced back one after another, making pleasant popping sounds.

He immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He concentrated intently and raised his metal arm to hover above the instrument, with his bony fingers spread out, ready for battle.

From the roller at the top of the instrument, a phantom piece of paper slowly emerged, with a simple smiley face made up of characters drawn on it.

(＾＾)……

Considering that Reiner is illiterate, Harvey feels playful and sends him greetings using the old-fashioned emoticons that he often used on the Internet in his previous life.

The next step is to wait for Reiner's reply and observe the time it takes to send and receive information.

As soon as the second hand of the pocket watch completed a circle, Harvey immediately sensed the energy fluctuations on the instrument.

After a series of rapid tapping sounds, a row of garbled text symbols instantly appeared on the reels.

Ah oh, eh, uh, wuuu, ah, hello...

(End of this chapter)