Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

"(Mantra) Water."

The mage wore a mask, formed a sword seal with one hand, and whispered his true name. He felt the rain in the rain, and his heart fell into a calmness as calm as a mountain and a stone.

As far as the eye could see, from the sky above the cape to the sky above Shita Town, the tilted strings of rain clouds in the Milky Way were all within the resonance range of the Life Control Technique. Even though the rain continued to fall, new rain that entered Lin Bo's sensory range was instantly brought under the control of the Word Spirit.

He raised his hand and formed a palm seal. A cold, controlled faith flowed along the light veins, reaching every raindrop within range, suppressing their vibrations. The rain, deprived of its vitality, transformed, murmuring a cold and silent language.

The sound of raindrops in my ears began to be mixed with tinkling sounds, like thousands of pearls falling to the ground.

Transparent ice crystals fell from the sky and hit the skin of pedestrians, feeling like being pricked by small needles, making them scream in fear.

The white birds standing on the roof chirped in unison and flapped their wings to shake off the frost.

First came the rain, then the ice particles, and finally the white snowflakes, falling quietly and gently on the earth, covering the houses, streets and mortals.

The adults exclaimed in amazement like the children, the school erupted in children's screams of joy, and the elderly looked towards the headland and bowed their heads silently.

The wizard in the lighthouse courtyard stretched out his hand. Under the continuous control of the Solid Control Technique, the temperature of his palm did not melt the ice and snow, and it was like holding a bunch of catkins.

This is the first snow that Shita Town has seen in this century, and there are less than twenty days left before the cold wave moves south.

The people of Hongdu walked out of the church in twos and threes, feeling heavy-hearted and not in high spirits to talk. Although they had received the answer, the result did not make them feel relieved.

"Swindler. This trick only works in the countryside. In Hongdu, a swindler of this level can't even get a piece of bread." Someone muttered in a low voice.

"Look at this."

The small town before everyone's eyes was covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, as if winter had arrived in the north.

The people of Hongdu reached out and grabbed a handful of snowflakes. They were icy cold and took a long time to melt. This was definitely not normal snowfall in nature.

The old priest of the church gazed out the window toward the lighthouse, admiring the town covered in falling snow. At the gate, a group of panicked outsiders swarmed in, clutching the cold, unmelting snow and shouting, "Miracles are real! We believe it, we believe it!"

Chapter 174 Low-light Vision

Lin Bo released the empty palm seal and looked around. The coast was covered with white. In the nearby Shita Town, the houses were also covered with snow, shining brightly in the dim light that penetrated the clouds.

The Level 2 Life Control Technique itself is like a cornerstone, providing Lin Bo with a perspective that the energy of all things is connected. It needs to be combined with other control techniques to produce wonderful results.

He simply experimented, not letting the snow continue to fall. The rain from the sky no longer froze, quickly washing away the snow on the ground. Only the remnants of ice and frost in the ditches remained as a testament to the autumn wonders.

This was Lin Bo's first attempt to change the celestial phenomena, and it was easier than he had imagined. Although he had to control a huge amount of rain at the same time, the simultaneous use of the control technique and the second-level word spirit consumed a lot of mana.

The art of controlling life has become more proficient, and can quickly assimilate and resonate the rain that falls within the sensing range.

The area covered by Lin Bo's vision was actually not that vast. It was just a spherical space with a radius of several hundred meters. This was because the sky was bright. If it were in the dark, he would not be able to capture such a wide range of rain with his vision.

He took off his mask and dripped two drops of medicine into his eyes. The previous drug effect had almost been absorbed.

[Skill judgment successful, [Sky Toad Moon Gazing Technique] basic proficiency +1]

【Health Status Coefficient × 2 (Perfect)】

[Final calculation result: [Sky Toad Moon Gazing Technique] Proficiency +2]

Moon-gazing Technique: Lv1 (31.2/30) Significantly enhances dynamic vision

"upgrade."

A fierce cold current surged from his brain and into his eyes. Lin Bo lost his vision in an instant, and his eye nerves felt a burning, icy sensation. The aqueous humor in his eyeballs seemed to freeze into crystal clear crystals.

He closed his eyelids and turned his face upwards. In his vision, pitch black without a trace of hallucinatory glare, a bright white light slowly emerged, like the distant moon in the sky. As the white light continued to expand and swell, the discomfort in his eyes quickly subsided.

After a while, Lin Bo regained his vision. He could clearly see the blood vessels on his eyelids, even though the sunlight in the sky was blocked by dark clouds and only a small amount of light passed through his eyelids and reached his retina.

Moon-gazing Technique: Lv2 (1.2/90) grants low-light vision

Lin Bo summoned a clump of rainwater, condensing it into an icy mirror before him, observing the changes in his eyeballs. The originally jet-black pupils had turned a deep leaden gray, reflecting the sunlight and emitting a faint white glow, as if the moon was hidden within them.

As a member of the human race, he was not born with the ability to see in low light. The Sky Toad Moon-gazing Technique actually changed his biological structure, which can be regarded as an expression of a genetic mutation trait.

Now the gloomy sky and earth at dawn and dusk were not much different from noon to him.

Lin Bo looked around and found that in addition to low-light vision, his visual range was wider than before the upgrade. His dynamic vision was also enhanced. His eye movements were more flexible and sharper than before, and his gaze was always focused on unconsciously chasing moving objects.

Back at the lighthouse, Lin Bo removed the rain from his clothes and body and practiced the double-blade spinning dance on the third floor.

He still couldn't fully use the Mantra Control Technique to accurately control muscle contraction and relaxation. This was indeed an advanced skill that required a long time to hone, and it was currently only theoretical.

So Lin Bo still used his body muscles to promote this skill, sweating profusely and collapsing from exhaustion.

Practice twice a day. Since the body structure has been adjusted by the Life Control Technique and is extremely suitable for this skill, the proficiency gained each time is quite high. It is estimated that it will be possible to upgrade in four or five days.

Under high-intensity load, the muscles of the whole body become increasingly plump and powerful, just like a wooden barrel that is deepened to hold more water. The improvement of physical fitness also raises the lower limit of health status, making it less prone to disease and able to maintain perfect multiples for a longer time.

Because of the rain that morning, the lighthouse was temporarily deserted. Lin Bo continued to refine the mechanical structure of the prosthetic limb, repeatedly debugging and refining the details, perfecting the design of the prosthetic arms, feet, and calves.

As the rain slowed down, visitors on the list of patients appearing in today's newspaper began to arrive one after another.

The night watchman had set up a row of storage racks outside the lighthouse, perfect for hanging raincoats and umbrellas. Before entering, guests wiped the mud off their shoes on the stone tiles, shook off the cold, and pushed open the door. The warm air from the air conditioner washed over them, refreshing them. The crackling fire in the hearth gave off warm steam, bringing the room to a comfortable temperature.

"Sit down." Lin Bo greeted with a smile.

The disabled people in Shita Town are basically those who are missing limbs, but there are also a few who are blind, deaf, or disfigured.

It's difficult to restore sensory abilities using prosthetic limbs. Take vision, for example. The optical signals received by a camera need to be converted into digital signals and then modulated into neural signals before they can be received by the brain. Simply plugging neurons into a camera's wires isn't enough.

In the technical data of the crazy dwarf, the mechanical eyeballs, cochlear implants and other parts are all products of enchantment. The actual effects are actually very average. The visual range is limited and colors cannot be seen. The hearing is even worse. The receivable sound frequency range is very narrow.

Lin Bo had read in a book about a high-tech prosthetic module, a neural signal modem, that could perfectly solve this problem.

He understood the principle, but without the blueprints, he couldn't build it. Even with the blueprints, the manufacturing process was extremely difficult. The finished neuromodulators cost 20 disaster coins a dozen. After all, they were mass-produced industrial products, so they were sold cheaply, but still not cost-effective.

Lin Bo had a better solution at hand: the biotechnology from the [Botanical Garden] dungeon. Living plants could grow a large number of eyeballs, and the camouflage vine could simulate a living human from head to toe.

Whether it is eyeballs, cochlea or skin, they can all be made with camouflage vines.

He had long planned to use the all-purpose fungus to absorb the genes of the camouflage vine. To this end, he dug a small piece of mycelium soil from the mushroom garden in the cave, transplanted it into an incubator, and brought it to the alchemy workshop under the lighthouse.

While Lin Bo was implanting prosthetic limbs on disabled patients, the fungal mat was thriving in the underground workshop, absorbing the seeds of the original camouflage vine and being fed three pieces of purple equipment. The deeply mutated helmet, chest armor, and leg armor were all slowly being decomposed and absorbed by the mycelium.

The deep mutation suits are living things, and they will resist these ferocious mushrooms. In this process, the original strains will continue to evolve in order to gain the upper hand, and gradually form new secondary strains.

Once the bacterial strain is formed, it will be very convenient for Lin Bo to mass-produce human tissues. He can take some cells from the patient and put them into the camouflaged bacterial mat to cultivate biological organs with suitable genes.

However, although biotechnology is good, it cannot be popularized on a large scale.

Lin Bo used a small screwdriver to tighten the fixing ring, so that the metal forearm was firmly wrapped around the residual limb. He took out the needle from the patient on the bed. The young sailor, sweating from the pain, stood up and knelt in front of the night watchman.

"My Lord, the Miracle! I give you my life and my sword!" He said, then sobbed for a while. "Yesterday, I saw you putting prosthetic hands on those old church members, and I thought it would definitely be my turn. I thought about it all night, and this morning I saw my name in the newspaper. Oh, I know you haven't forgotten me."

This young and strong sailor lost an arm in a folk duel. He still believed in being a warrior, but he had been forced to become a marginalized person in society.

"Since you can already hold a sword, then practice your skills well to protect the town's security and the people here." Lin Bo whispered to comfort him.

"I will." The young man felt the power of the metal prosthesis, which was strong and hard, far superior to flesh and blood. "I will be more powerful than before I became disabled!"

At noon, the women of Stone Tower Town once again prepared a meal, which was delivered to the lighthouse by young and lively girls.

Lin Bo heard from them that many women with good skills had been recruited by food factories to use their family recipes in the production of canned food.

This was a decision made spontaneously by the members of the order. The food factory would focus on a variety of sauces and canned goods, with a rich and diverse product range. Each recipe would require the oversight of a team of experienced kitchen staff. The town lacked professional chefs, but it did have a group of simple women who could farm and weave webs, could work as laborers in the textile factory, and knew how to comfort their families with food.

As evening approached, Lin Bo went to the underground workshop to check the condition of the fungal carpet. The Deep Mutation Suit was completely engulfed in dense mycelium, only one step away from completely surrendering to the camouflage vines. The new fungus strain had also basically taken shape.

He added the blind to the list of patients and then asked Seagull to deliver the list to the newspaper.

The old priest visited the lighthouse.

"My Lord of Miracles, the people of Hondu who are visiting today have decided to follow your path."

Chapter 175 Magical Communication Methods, New Transformation Surgery

As early as the morning, the seagulls responsible for delivering goods to the MSG store reported to Lin Bo that a group of new faces had come to Shita Town. However, the arrival of tourists was a common occurrence, so he did not care.

The group went to the church to investigate the truth after seeing the seagulls, and finally believed in the miracle after seeing the snow falling in autumn. Lin Bo learned the whole story from the old priest and just smiled.

"It was an unintentional gain," he said briefly. Even if the practice of Mantra Control hadn't altered the celestial phenomena, these elderly followers of Hongdu would eventually gravitate towards the Tower Guardian Order. The old priest's words had already shaken their faith.

Out of prudence, the old priest did not allow these new members to come to the lighthouse for an audience, but only presented their statistical list to the night watchman for review.

After all, new members have their own jobs and will eventually have to return to their hometowns. Knowing too many secrets of the order will not be conducive to maintaining the secrecy of the sect.

These servants of the Hongdu nobles extended the sect's influence to the capital, serving as a bridge, allowing the order to gain a general understanding of the trends in Hongdu's upper circles. At the same time, they could secretly spread the faith among their vassal group.

The key lies in how to ensure communication between the two places.

If the Order wanted to intervene in Hongdu, it would have to provide financial support to its personnel in order to develop the organization and attract new members. It would also have to maintain frequent communications to ensure that orders were delivered.

Submarine cables are being laid between the Windward Islands. There is now a dedicated line from Jinbei City to Hongdu, which can send telegrams to each other. However, the communication price is quite high and is charged by word, so the messages sent are often very brief.

Today, the most common method of communication between islands is still shipping and mail. However, this method is slow and carries considerable risks, with cargo often being lost in storms.

The old priest respectfully asked the night watchman how to contact the branch of the order in Hongdu, but this brought a problem to Lin Bo.

It's not that he didn't have a solution. The simplest one was to dig out two shortwave radio stations from the scrap heap and set up one in Shita Town and one in Hongdu, so that the members of the order on both sides could communicate.

But if a radio station were to appear in a large city like Hongdu with many people and eyes, leaking of information would be inevitable.

The laser printer at the Shita Town Newspaper Office is guarded like a precious treasure, with patrol officers assigned by the town hall working around the clock to protect it from curious tourists. Even so, the high printing quality of the Shita Newspaper often amazes outsiders.

Lin Bo's plan is to let the Secret Mechanical Workshop spread radio technology bit by bit. In order to achieve the goal, a large number of young scholars with higher education need to join in, which is obviously not the case at present.

If technology doesn't work, then use magic.

The Magic Web's spellcasting system includes a third-level divination spell called "Short Message," which allows the caster to send a message of up to 25 words to a desired target, and the recipient can immediately reply with a silent message. This spell has an infinite transmission range, allowing messages to be received even in different planes of existence.

Lin Bo is not a magic network spellcaster. For a true name mage, if he can know the unique true name of a living individual, he can also achieve telepathy with it by calling this name and communicate with it through thoughts.

If the above methods are not feasible for him, he can also meet his needs through enchantment or alchemy techniques.

Lin Bo planned to try a special and difficult enchantment technique called "synchronous enchantment." This was the most difficult technique in all the books on advanced enchantment. It allowed two enchanted items to have the same spell effect and create an invisible connection between them.

The most intuitive example is the communication crystal ball, which is like a magical version of a mobile phone video call, except that the raw materials are crystals containing magical energy and power runes.

The more objects enchanted at the same frequency, the greater the difficulty and the higher the probability of failure.

What Lin Bo wants to make is not a video call crystal ball, but a special enchanted paper. When you write on one page, the same handwriting will automatically appear on another page.

At this time, there was only one visitor in the lighthouse, the old priest. Lin Bo took out the mage's face and put it on, then took out a piece of magic material from the player's backpack.

The "Inkstone Soft Copper" dropped from the Affix Treasure Chest is a very soft metal that can be clearly scratched by fingernails. However, it is very plastic and can be erased by ironing it or hitting it with a hammer.

The old priest saw the three-eyed skull raise his hand and press, and a piece of black metal half a person's height appeared on the open space, the surface reflecting a delicate silver luster.