Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

Viscount Pearl raised his hand to appease them, then looked at the peeping thieves, severely condemning the fact that they tried to steal technical secrets, and said that he would prosecute them for industrial espionage and put them in jail for several years.

His words were so stern that they frightened these idlers from commoner backgrounds so much that they turned pale and begged for mercy.

At this time, the old priest came forward to plead, saying that the operation was semi-public and these people just did not buy tickets. Moreover, the prosthesis was to benefit the public and would be known to the world sooner or later. There was no need to investigate the trouble caused by curiosity, so as not to let a crime tarnish the reputation of a good deed.

"Alright. Under the watchful eyes of the gods, on behalf of the Pearl family, Grace Pharmaceuticals, and Mystic Mechanical Workshop, I forgive your actions. But you must sign an agreement not to reveal anything you saw today. You don't want to break this agreement."

The crowd gave sporadic applause, which then grew into a roaring ovation.

The young noble couple stood in the excited and ignorant crowd, watching the confused peepers. They both knew what was truly protected in the church - the town's deepest secret, an existence beyond worldly knowledge.

They stared intently at the lighthouse keeper, who was surrounded by praises, until the night watchman in the crowd suddenly glanced sideways, looking back with eyes gleaming with strange light. Then, the young earl's son and the wealthy merchant's daughter lowered their heads in humility to show their obedience.

Lin Bo did not respond to the chattering crowd around him. The believers blocked the tourists for him. He was tightly surrounded and walked out of the church.

"Freeman." He called the only reporter in Stone Tower Town and asked him to publish the news that Stone Tower Town is popularizing prosthetic limbs in the newspaper. Lighthouse will provide free treatment for the disabled, but it needs to be divided into batches. The specific list of patients will be updated in the newspaper every day.

The reporter's face was flushed. He had just been recording the operation, tourists' reactions, etc., and tomorrow's front-page headlines were settled.

Lin Bo wrote down the names and addresses of several patients with hand disabilities and handed them to the mayor. This was today's list. "Notify them to come to the lighthouse."

The mayor hurried over with the slip of paper with the list on it.

Viren Pearl said goodbye to the night watchman in front of the church. In the next few days, he would be traveling to Hongdu with members of the order who had received prosthetic limbs. They would demonstrate the functional details of this epoch-making product to the world and promote the reputation of the pharmaceutical company and the mechanical workshop.

"Miracle, please bless your believers. I want your kindness to spread across the islands like a hurricane and rainstorm, shaking the entire civilized world." He whispered softly, and under the shelter of the human wall formed by believers, he knelt in front of Miracle, kissed the ground, and stood up again, his forehead and clothes covered with dust.

"Go, in my name, I wish you a safe journey and that this trip will be fruitful." Lin Bo gently stroked Viscount Pearl's forehead and chanted a spell. The wind of miracle blew away the dust and mud on his body, and infinitely inspiring courage and perseverance emerged in his heart.

The tourists only saw the townspeople's team pause for a while, and then the mayor and the viscount each took their people away. The team continued to move forward and only dispersed when they reached the entrance of the cape.

The armed militiamen were still guarding the night watchmen closely. Since the tourists were not driven away, they shamelessly followed them to the lighthouse.

Lin Bo had a lot of free time, so he transformed Iron One into a baboon and started ringing a bell. The Lighthouse Clinic opened today.

The tourists were all horrified when they saw the baboon, which provided the mage with a proficiency assessment of the mantra illusion.

Regardless of whether they are sick or not, as long as they feel unwell, these tourists will take the opportunity to chat with the mysterious doctor.

"Doctor, did you invent that prosthetic hand? I have a friend who also has a hand disability. How much would it cost to have one custom-made?"

"The price hasn't been finalized yet. But don't worry about your friend for now, you have health problems too." Lin Bo took his pulse and listed several physical ailments, which scared the originally carefree tourist so much that he broke out in cold sweat and quickly begged the doctor for help.

"With current medical technology, it's incurable. So, grab a few doses of medicine, cook it at home, and drink it. And get more exercise. Maybe that can help delay the onset of the disease."

Lin Bo tested his proficiency in endoscopic techniques on the tourists, walked to the medicine cabinet, prepared some mushroom herbs, and then signaled Iron Guard to ring the bell.

"Next person."

The lighthouse door opened, and militiamen came in to take away the lingering tourists. A young man and woman walked into the house, waited for the door to close, looked at each other, and carefully walked to the night watchman's table and sat down.

"Your Excellency, we sincerely apologize for our previous disrespectful behavior. Please forgive our mistakes."

"What did you seek when you left and returned?"

"You cured the Duke of Anche's illness. We would like to invite you to Jinbei City so that you don't have to deal with the poor in such a small place." The merchant's daughter mustered up the courage to propose. She promised an apartment, carriages and servants, fine clothes and delicious food, and painted a picture of the wealthy and luxurious life of the upper class.

"Wealth is to me like pebbles on the beach."

So the Earl's son promised to make the Night's Watch famous, so that they would become the object of everyone's flattery and the guests of honor of the aristocracy.

"Fame to me is like the leaves on a branch; it flourishes for a while and withers the next."

"But wealth and fame, that's power. Don't you need power?" they asked in unison.

"Power will pursue me like a fledgling seeking shelter."

The wizard gently told the two, "Kochen Ancher would only kiss the dirt in front of me. And you are so brave that you even thought of bribing me."

"We don't mean any disrespect! We just feel..."

"I think I need a partner. So you can use your family's resources as bargaining chips to purchase my services."

The room was brightly lit, the temperature was not low, and the administrator looked friendly, but these two people couldn't help but feel their backs tense and their fingers trembling slightly.

Lin Bo nodded at them reassuringly. "Yes, I need partners, but I don't need your wealth or status. If you want to help me, then go find the priest in the church and ask him for a job. With your higher education, what can you accomplish with your knowledge and vision?"

The two of them were breathing rapidly and sweating profusely, and they quickly nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you can leave. This shouldn't be the last time we meet."

Jingle Bell--

The iron bells rang.

The worker from Shita Town, covering his disabled hand, pushed the door open with a simple smile, brushed past the frightened young nobleman, apologized hurriedly, and then sat down opposite the night watchman and chatted happily.

Chapter 170: The remnant condenses and the relic is born

The lighthouse keeper installs prosthetic limbs not with magic but with a scalpel and needle and thread.

With several successful surgical experiences, Lin Bo has a basic understanding of the installation of prosthetic limbs, the suturing and connection of neurons, and the key points and difficulties in various details.

Using surface endoscopic techniques, they explored the anatomy surrounding the damaged area, dissected the skin and flesh, extracted the nerves, and then adhered the metal hyphae to them. These steps were not difficult. After all, they had a highly effective hemostatic gel that disinfected and sterilized the wound, preventing microorganisms from entering the wound, quickly stopping bleeding and creating a relatively good surgical field.

However, each patient has different body shapes and the shapes of wounds are also different. Therefore, the shape of the prosthesis needs to be modified on the spot. If it is too long, it needs to be cut, and if it is too short, it needs to be supplemented to ensure that it is as beautiful and practical as possible.

As a designer of human prosthetic limbs, Lin Bo takes a look at the patient's disabled part and then comes up with an improvement plan.

In fact, in order to ensure the maximum function of the prosthesis, it is best to modify the patient's wound and remove some crooked and damaged bones and flesh, but this will make the operation too painful.

The original intention of prosthetic limbs is to save the lives of these marginalized groups in society, and greater disabilities should not be created in order to compensate for them.

To promote this technology, surgeons and mechanics need to cooperate with each other, just like dentists find factories to customize porcelain teeth.

Lin Bo intended to disseminate prosthetic technology through channels such as pharmaceutical companies and mechanical workshops. He didn't plan to apply for a patent, but rather to publish his design drawings and exhibit the initial prototype of the mechanical prosthesis. This would be accessible not only to the Kening Empire but also to all nations on the Fertile Continent. Anyone willing to learn would be welcome to do so.

However, the most core metal bacteria species cannot be spread. Although it is already a second-generation species, it still has strong vitality and mutability. If it is not handled properly, the [Botanical Garden] copy will serve as a lesson.

The mycelium must first be differentiated into neurons before it can be marketed as a commodity. These metal neurons are one of the pharmaceutical company's main products. In the future, other mechanics who have learned prosthetic technology will also have to purchase from the company.

Lin Bo picked up the hand of the worker in front of him. His four fingers were cut off by the machine. The slanted blade caused the broken fingers to be of different lengths.

After determining the dimensions, Lin Bo asked the patient to wait while he went up to the third floor of the lighthouse and modified the prosthetic parameters on the spot using the Life Control Technique. After a short while, he returned downstairs to install the modified four-section metal finger.

"Night watchman, you are so awesome! How much does this cost?" The young worker pouts, his eyes wet. He cherishes this prosthetic hand very much and strokes it gently, but his tone is difficult, and it is obvious that he does not have much savings.

"Cifu Pharmaceutical Company has already paid for the residents of Shita Town." Lin Bo waved his hand, and Tiewei rang the bell.

The young worker was obviously stunned and hesitated for a long time until the next patient and his family came in. He stood up in a daze, unable to utter a word, and staggered away.

"Night watchman." The boy sitting at the table was about ten years old. He greeted him in a soft voice, with his right hand hidden in his coat pocket. He always hunched his back and shoulders, not daring to look at anyone, but just looking at the table and the floor.

His parents were beside him, taking the child's hand from his pocket and handing it to the doctor.

Lin Bo took out a herbal pill and gave it to the patient. The sweet taste made the child raise his mouth and head. He glanced at the doctor shyly, and then became dejected again.

"Night watchman, please take care of it. It's okay if it can't be cured." "How much is this artificial hand?"

Lin Bo answered briefly, then pinched the child's thin, calloused hand.

For patients who are still in the developmental stage, future changes in body shape need to be taken into consideration. After all, prosthetic limbs will not grow with the body, so replaceability is particularly important.

He took this problem into consideration at the beginning of the design, so the metal neurons and the mechanical structure of the prosthesis can be disassembled. When the patient replaces the prosthesis, the mechanical part can be removed, leaving only a string of neurons like tree roots, and then the new body and neurons can be assembled together.

When performing surgery on the child, Lin Bo first used acupuncture to seal several acupuncture points to create a slight paralyzing effect. He then gave him a bowl of weak anesthetic decoction to confirm that the patient would not feel too much pain and that the nerve cells were still active before starting the operation.

The child continued to cry out in pain, his muscles tensed, but he didn't pull his arm away.

Outside the operating room, his mother shouted to comfort him, but his father scolded him for being spineless and told him to grit his teeth. The two of them started arguing with each other again.

Lin Bo operated quickly, exposing the nerve bundle in the surgical field with a needle poke, then immediately spliced ​​the metal neurons together and applied a little gel to accelerate cell fusion.

The young patient stiffened his neck to suppress his crying, his cheeks flushed red and purple.

Lin Bo looked at him and whispered, "(Expletive) I command you to find peace."

The air twitched in the wizard's words, turning into a cool stream of air that blew past. The lights in the operating room flickered for a moment, and the pain disappeared from the patient's young face. He looked at the doctor with bright, tearful eyes.

Lin Bo used absorbable sutures to suture the wound, which has a high-performance hemostatic gel. The healing speed will be very fast, and simple movements will not cause the wound to burst.

"Night Watchman, you are the Miracle Worker, right?"

Lin Bo smiled and said, "Keep it a secret for me."

"Hmm!" The child put his hand to his mouth and made a zippering motion.

"Good boy, come and try out your new palms."

When the patient walked out of the operating room, the boy's father knelt down and picked up the metal prosthesis, carefully examining it, feeling the strength of his grip, and then hugged him tightly. His mother covered her mouth and nose, saying nothing.

Lin Bo informed the guest of the precautions to be taken after the operation and prescribed a set of nourishing herbal medicines. Then he waved goodbye to the guest.

When the boy went to school that afternoon, all the other children came to watch. The teachers just watched with smiles on their faces and did nothing to stop him. The entire town of Shita gathered around the first group of patients to receive prosthetic limbs, marveling and discussing the results.

noon.

A group of women carrying baskets walked through the courtyard to the lighthouse. When they lifted the cloth cover, a rich aroma of wheat, seafood, oil and caramel blew out.

"Night watchman, you certainly don't have time to cook for yourself. Come and try our cooking." The old woman Wei Li said, and they took out soft white bread, seafood chowder cream soup, clay pot whale meat, condensed milk coffee, white sauce mashed potato salad, thumb cranberry cookies... from the basket... The kitchen table was full of food.

Lin Bo had been treating tourists and disabled patients all morning, and Iron Guard was also busy. Now a good meal was delivered to his door.

"I can't finish all this by myself."

At his request, the women of Stone Tower Town shared the food with the visitors to the lighthouse, as if they were having a small banquet. Since there were not enough tableware, they served the food with their hands or wrapped it in cloth, and everyone got their own portion.

Lin Bo chewed bread and sipped soup behind the table, watching people thank the woman, all smiling while eating, and watching the women become shy and blush when these outsiders praised their cooking skills.

Today is the first day that the robotic prosthesis is available.

At night, the last disabled patient on the list got off work, covered in dirt and smelling of sweat and garbage. After returning to the town, he was hurriedly asked by his family to wash himself and rush to the cape with an oil lamp.

The lighthouse still welcomes visitors. Lin Bo drinks the fourth whale oil potion of the day and finishes modifying the prosthetic limb on hand.

[Skill judgment successful... [Mantra Bending - Raw] Proficiency +5.2]

Mantra Control - Life: Lv1 (1004.1/1000) Basic Mantra, reshapes the form of all things by speaking the mantra

A tree bends and straightens, and a gentleman is made of it. —Proverbs

【Upgrade requirements met】

He was not in a hurry and went downstairs to perform surgery on the patient first.

After sending off the last visitor of the day, the lighthouse became completely quiet.