Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

Then, the night watchman reached for the raw metal ore and pulled out a fist-sized ball of soft, jet-black copper. The metal ball hovered above his palm, expanding like flowing water to form a copper plate the size of an A4 sheet.

A soft noise floated out from under the skull mask, the lights curled up, the room became slightly dim, but the copper plate in his palm seemed to be shining, becoming eye-catching and bright in the old priest's vision.

The copper plate turned its pages silently like a book, unfolding into two thinner metal plates. At the same time, power runes were imprinted on the two thin plates.

The old priest stared at the broken strokes that looked like ghost toes stepping on the sand, but forgot them in the blink of an eye, and no impression remained in his mind.

"(Mantra) This thing and that thing are one and the same; if one changes, all change."

The two soft copper plates before Lin Bo's eyes appeared separated, yet they remained connected by an invisible thread. The Life Control technique simultaneously inscribed Gu'dorei runes, and guided by incantations, the power of the two metal plates flowed seamlessly, without the slightest fluctuation.

When the spell ends, the frequency enchantment is successful.

Lin Bo handed a piece of black copper paper to the old priest. When he took it respectfully, he took out a small carving knife and wrote on another piece of copper paper. The scratches appeared clear and bright silver.

The old priest looked at the copper paper in his hand. There was a line of strange characters on the header, and silver words appeared in the middle of the page, which read: Use this to communicate with Hongdu believers in the future.

Copper paper is soft and light, and can be easily bent without breaking or stretching.

Paper could be written on both sides, and compared to telegraphs that could only send a few words at a time, copper paper could convey a much wider range of messages.

Lin Bo briefly explained its usage and told people that if they wanted to destroy it, they could use a carving knife to scrape off the characters on the header. This was also a loss-prevention measure in an emergency.

"My Lord, I will send the holy paper over. The people from Hongdu are probably still staying in Jinbei City."

"Just keep your share. Let Kechen Anche deliver the other half." Lin Bo waved goodbye to the old priest.

He planned to have the seagulls deliver goods to Duke Ancher. Not only that, he also planned to dispatch some seagulls to accompany the new members of the order to Hongdu.

In order to facilitate communication with seagulls, they need to carry a pair of eyes that can see far away, and the communication crystal ball is used for this.

Lin Bo usually runs map affix copies, and the materials he gets from the treasure chests are all kinds of strange. Precious materials such as magic crystals and magic gems are also in stock, but these are not like magic metals, which can be produced in quantities of several tons at a time.

He took out a piece of "Deep Sea Amethyst" from his backpack. It was a pure crystal as big as a washbasin. Its blue color was enough to carry two Gudorei spells.

Lin Bo peeled off ten bean-sized crystal fragments and a fist-sized crystal ball from the crystal raw stone.

Then, he enchanted the eleven crystals with the same frequency, using the crystal ball as the mother body and the broken crystals as the daughter body, and engraved the same frequency spell and magic eye on them.

In this way, the crystal fragment can continuously receive visual information, and the scenes it observes can be displayed on the crystal ball.

Lin Bo summoned a Fungus-speaking Seagull, gestured at its body with the broken crystals, and finally settled on its forehead, ready to embed the crystals under the skin. However, it couldn't be so simple and crude. Mycelium was needed as a base so that the seagull could sense and control these magic eye crystals, truly becoming the third eye of the bird.

He pondered for a moment and went to the underground workshop again.

Now the camouflaged strain has been cultivated. It inherits the characteristics of the perfect mutant and has stronger symbiotic properties.

In contrast, the primary strain can only simulate the host's main cells, while the hyphae of the camouflage strain can express different genetic traits, allowing the host to acquire diverse mutation capabilities.

The camouflage fungus is suitable as the base of the magic eye crystal, receiving and processing the visual signals of the magic eye and then transmitting them to the seagull's brain.

It's time to give the Fungus-speaking Seagulls a new makeover.

Chapter 176 Skin Transformation, Three-Eyed Seagull

Lin Bo called the little king and decided that he would be the first to undergo the camouflage bacteria transplant surgery, so as to prevent the little guy from crying again.

The little seagull flapped its wings, jumped on the ground alternately with its left and right feet, swayed its body, and laughed wildly, "Seagull, be powerful!"

Lin Bo used a fine needle to scrape a little flesh from under its skin and dripped it into the incubator of the camouflaged bacteria. He whispered his request to the fungal blanket in Gudoré language. The emerald green mycelium surged and gathered, mimicking a lifelike little white bird.

"Huh?" The little king jumped onto the incubator and tilted his head to look at the camouflage body.

Lin Bo picked the camouflage body from the fungal carpet. It was a mass of mycelium that recorded the genetic information of the little king. The mimicked organs and tissues would never produce an immune response.

Next, he used a knife to gouge out the eyeball and then replaced the lens inside the eyeball with the magic eye crystal. In this way, the visual information observed by the magic eye crystal can be received by the retina, and then converted into nerve signals and transmitted to the brain.

Lin Bo slowly adjusted the size and structure of the eyeball.

Firstly, it allows the third eye to be embedded in the skull without squeezing the brain nerves.

Secondly, the crystal's projected image must be accurately focused on the retina to prevent myopia or presbyopia. In fact, it doesn't have to be too precise; after the transplant is successful, the eyeball will focus automatically after the nerve is connected.

At the same time, the little king stood on the camouflaged fungal carpet, and the emerald green mycelium had connected to the remaining mycelium clusters on his legs. The primary mycelium and metal mycelium in his body began to have a friendly material exchange with this new second-generation fungus species.

Lin Bo held the adjusted third eye in his palm and gently stroked the little king's forehead. He recited the true names of the skin, flesh, and bones respectively, allowing a hole to appear in the head that leads directly to the brain. He then recited the true names of the primary hyphae and neurons, allowing the hyphae neurons to extend from the holes like flower stamens.

He sent the magic eye to the neuron, and the hyphae spontaneously connected, then pulled the eyeball into the bone hole.

The little king shook his head, looking a little dizzy.

Lin Bo chanted the spell and shared its vision. The scenery he saw was double and blurry. After waiting for a while, the picture became clear as the third eye successfully focused.

The magic eye created by the spell was an invisible sphere floating above the seagull's head, capable of receiving full-view images, which was wider than the seagull's own field of vision. Therefore, it took its brain some time to adapt to the new visual signals, and the double image disappeared.

The mage canceled the vision sharing and took out the communication crystal ball.

The images received by the ten crystal fragments all overlapped with each other, and one of the images showed the scene of the underground workshop, proving that the crystal's communication was still normal.

Lin Bo looked at the blurry scenes stacked in the crystal ball. When he enchanted the crystal, the power runes engraved were unified, all of which were the same frequency spell and the magic eye spell. The same frequency of all the broken crystals pointed to the crystal ball, which also caused the received images to be squeezed together, making it difficult to distinguish specific things.

This problem is recorded in the books of enchantment. To solve it, you can make a suppression base to limit the crystal ball's frequency synchronization spell so that it can only receive one picture at a time.

There is no rush to make the crystal ball base for now, as the transplant surgery for the little seagull has not been completed yet.

Lin Bo picked up the camouflage body with one eyeball gouged out. This generation of bacteria inherited the dependence of the deep mutation suit, and the most suitable tissue site for transplantation was the skin.

The Night's Watchman looked at the three-eyed seagull, and the little King tilted his head and looked back at him.

"(Magic words) You need to bear with it, little one."

"No problem!" The little king puffed out his chest and spread his wings as if hugging someone. Lin Bo couldn't help but tickle his belly, and the little guy burst into laughter.

The wizard chanted the true name of the skin to the mycelium in his hand, and used illusions to guide them to cover the little king's body. The emerald green filaments drilled under the feathers, devouring and replacing the original skin.

As its feathers fell off piece by piece, the little guy endured severe discomfort and watched sadly as it became a bald chicken, grieving.

From the feet to the head, the body surface is tightly wrapped with a layer of emerald green silk threads. The skin has disappeared, and the camouflaged mycelium directly adheres to the muscle tissue and connects with the metal neurons.

The camouflaged mycelium simulates new skin. Compared with the original pale and transparent delicate epidermis, the new mycelium skin is white and thick, reflecting a lustrous and full luster like gold and stone, and feels tough and elastic to the touch.

"Not bad." Lin Bo admired in his heart.

New feathers emerged from the pores under the skin. They were also camouflaged by mycelium and soon grew strong and dense, covering the skin. Only the legs were still exposed, but they were no longer the original pink of the herring gull, but frosty white.

After being transformed by the third type of mycelium, the little king no longer has to molt. Once it becomes familiar with its new skin, it can freely change the color, structure, and even the material of its feathers. With enough metal, the little king can turn its feathers into steel.

The third eye on its forehead now has an extra layer of nictitating membrane and an eyelid that can be closed to form a vertical line and opened only when it needs to observe the target.

From the outside, the little king now looks like an exceptionally white seagull.

Lin Bo stroked the little guy's new feathers. It was immersed in admiring its own beautiful body, crying softly in ecstasy.

The night watchman called in more Fungus Whispering Seagulls. Over the next few days, he would complete the transformation surgery on the entire flock. Tonight, he would first transplant the Magic Eye Crystals into ten young and strong seagulls.

These ten Mystic Eye Seagulls are considered special units.

Lin Bo used a piece of magic cork to make the base of the communication crystal ball.

The base is shaped like a disc with a depression in the center that can accommodate a crystal ball, and a circle of sliding ring-shaped wooden blocks on the edge.

Lin Bo engraved the suppression spell on the ring-shaped wooden block, and then cut a small gap in the wooden ring, turning it into a ring shape. In this way, the suppression spell would no longer be intact, and the magic eye's synchronization spell could enter through the gap and reach the crystal ball.

Simply turn the wooden ring, and if there is an activated magic eye in the direction the notch is pointing, its image will be displayed on the crystal ball.

Lin Bo could see the connection between the crystal ball and the magic eye. Ten threads extended from the crystal ball to the seagull. He could accurately adjust the direction of the gap in the suppression ring.

Even if blocked by obstacles, he can still remotely activate the magic in the crystal fragments through the induction of the same frequency spell.

Lin Bo placed the message copper paper into an envelope, handed it to a magic-eyed seagull, and whispered, "(Magic words) Go, bird, I will show you the way."

The evil-eyed seagull held the envelope in its mouth, spread its wings and flew into the sky, passing through the underground workshop and into the night sky.

Lin Bo adjusted the base of the crystal ball, and the picture showed seagulls flying in the night. The inky black sea below was surging with fragmented moonlight, and the sparse clouds above leaked the silver light of the stars. Behind it was a lamp projecting a beam of light, and in front of the tower was a distant city with dim lights.

The mage gazed at the scene on the screen and whispered in the animist language: "(Mantra) Bird, I will use your eyes to see, your ears to hear, and your skin to feel."

The word spirit is activated.

The image in the crystal ball seemed to be rapidly enlarging, occupying Lin Bo's field of vision in an instant. He closed his eyes, feeling the sound of the wind in his ears and the trembling feathers.

He was like an invisible ghost, attached to the Magic Eye Seagull, extending his senses to a bird flying rapidly in the night sky, feeling the wind and everything in the night with it.

The wizard sitting cross-legged at the base of the lighthouse whispered the true name of the wind, manipulated the airflow to guide the seagulls' flight direction, and arrived at the Duke's Mansion in Jinbei City.

Kechen Ancher is hosting a private banquet. Since he recovered his health, he has frequently appeared in social occasions, made speeches in public, and continuously expanded his influence and voice, allowing the entire Jinbei City to feel the subtle changes in the situation.

Many people were uneasy about this, but his allies actively rallied around the Duke.

The guests chatted and laughed in low voices, exchanging cups.

An Che observed silently, thinking about which people he could win over to form a community of interests, and which people were political enemies who must be eliminated.

A gust of wind came in through the window and blew on the side of his face. Duke Ancher unconsciously turned his head and saw a sturdy seagull landed outside the window in the corner of the banquet hall, holding a letter in its beak and staring at him with three bright eyes.

The Duke's heart skipped a beat, he stroked his forehead and bowed his head in greeting.

Chapter 177 Miracles Attention, Arrival in Hongdu

The magic-eyed seagull flew up from the window and came to the study on the second floor. Lin Bo noticed that the furnishings here were more refreshing and simple. There was a comfortable armchair, and there were ink bottles and pens on the table.

Kechen Ancher walked in quickly, turned on the light, and saw the three-eyed seagull on the desk. He knelt down gently and asked in a low voice: "Merchant of the Lord of Miracles, what have you brought me?"

The envelope held in the seagull's mouth was blown off by the wind and floated in front of the Duke, who reached out to take it.

A ball of ink flew out of the ink bottle on the desk, smeared on the blank manuscript paper, and then was blown into the Duke's hands by a gust of wind. He read the contents of the letter and nodded in agreement.

"I'll do it right away."

The Hongdu residents who had come to Shita Town to pick up their goods gathered at the Wenshe Hotel on Tiaohai Street in Jinbei City. Their flight was scheduled for around 9 a.m. tomorrow, though the exact departure time would depend on the tides and weather. They could relax tonight, perhaps drinking mulled wine and chatting in the lobby, or even playing cards together, but most weren't in the mood.

They would rather drink alone in their rooms or visit familiar fellow believers to talk about their inner thoughts. Everyone has a lot to say about what they have seen and heard today, but apart from these fellow religious who have had the same experience, there is no one else they can open their hearts to.

That small town seemed to have some kind of magic. From the moment you entered it, you were affected by a strange atmosphere that made you irrational and impulsive enough to choose to change your beliefs in just one hour.

The middle-aged butler saw off his visiting companions and curled up on the sofa to drink. He recalled how he knelt in fear and trepidation under the painting of the Five Gods, gazing up at the portrait of the old man in the center. His gaze, through the smoke of incense and the flickering flame of candles, seemed to have substance, becoming heavy and burning.

As the old priest anointed his forehead, he felt genuinely reborn.

But now, after leaving Stone Tower Town, the urge to convert gradually cooled. What happened during the day seemed like a mistake that he couldn't bear to look back on. He really hoped that this absurd thing would stay there forever and not haunt him anymore.

After returning to Hongdu, he was still the assistant steward of the Duke of Cardi's family. His living conditions were not very good, but definitely not bad. He had worked his way up from the poorest male servant to where he is today. He would no longer suffer from hunger and might even inherit the position of chief steward in the future.

He was thinking about severing ties with the Tower Guard Order, but he unconsciously murmured, "But what's wrong with worshipping miracles?"