Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

When he said this, he was shocked, as if a part of him had broken free and was out of control, no longer tamed by the rules of the nobility and the church.

The middle-aged butler had been influenced by the Five Gods since childhood and never doubted the authenticity of the Five Gods. It was this part of himself that was extremely eager to pursue the path of miracles and fully agreed with the preaching of the priest of Stone Tower Town.

The old man stood above the Holy Father, and the mortals he protected were no less powerful than the nobles he protected. He didn't need to belittle himself, nor did he need to dream of joining the upper class. This shouldn't be his life's goal.

After realizing his true thoughts, he suddenly felt that he had lost the motivation to struggle, but he also felt relieved and regained his dignity. Then he was hurt by his humble status, and then fatigue and sadness, along with the intoxication of alcohol, flooded into his mind.

"Alas, Miracle Walker, you see us, a bunch of unknown people. But as great as you are, haven't you only spread miracles in that small town? How can you save us who are so far away in Hongdu?"

He fell into a deep sleep in drunkenness.

Until a knock on the door woke him up.

"Coming soon! Who is it?"

Outside the room, there was a continuous knock on the door. The corridor was filled with Jinbei's city guards, who asked the Hongdu people to come out one by one and gathered them in an empty room.

Such a scene shocked the people of Hongdu, but they were not nervous, after all, these patrolmen were quite polite.

"Good evening, officer, may I help you?"

"You are Mr. Shanti, the Duke of Hondocardi's steward, right?" The patrolman's fleshy face had a gentle expression. "Two guests would like to see you. Don't worry, just follow me."

"May I ask the distinguished guest's name?" The middle-aged butler stayed in the room vigilantly.

The patrolman raised his head and lowered his voice, "Duke Kochen Ancher, and... a seagull."

The people of Hongdu poured into the empty room. Several rows of chairs and benches were placed in the room. They were all moved in temporarily. There were two single-placed armchairs facing the audience.

The Duke of Ancher, dressed in light clothes, sat in the second seat, while the main chair had a cushion on it and a white three-eyed seagull sat on it.

"Fellow believers of Hongdu, welcome to White Rock Island." Duke Anche smiled. "Come and meet the Messenger, for the Miracle Worker is watching you and me."

The door of the room had been closed by the patrol police. The people of Hongdu looked at each other and finally knelt down one after another.

The wizard in the distant lighthouse chanted the mantra softly.

The people in the hotel room stood up involuntarily. This feeling of losing control of their bodies lasted only a few seconds, but it made them tremble in panic.

After everyone sat down anxiously, Duke Ancher took out the envelope from his arms, pulled out the black copper paper, and explained its function.

Then he asked these parishioners, “Who among you is willing to shoulder the burden, spread our ideas in Hongdu, unite our parishioners, work for the Order, and dedicate yourself to the path of miracles?”

Everyone looked at the middle-aged butler.

Even Duke Ancher smiled and said, "Duke Cardi and I have always exchanged letters. You would be a suitable candidate."

"I can hear my own heartbeat now, Your Excellency."

"Don't be nervous, Miracle won't abandon you. So what's your decision?"

"I..." The middle-aged butler looked around at his fellow travelers, hesitated for a moment, and waited for the heartbeat in his ears to calm down. "I am willing to give everything. May the glory of our Lord soon cover Hongdu."

Duke Ancher smiled and handed the copper paper to him personally, then took out another thick envelope from his bosom, which contained the activity funds for the branch of the order.

After completing his task, the Duke stood up and said goodbye to everyone. He had to go back to host the banquet.

Patrolmen escorted Governor Shiraishima's vehicle off the street.

The wizard of the lighthouse covered the communication crystal ball with a piece of cloth, and Lin Bo continued to do his own thing.

The Hongdu people in the room talked until late at night. They were already fellow believers, and now they felt even closer to each other than brothers.

Housekeeper Shanti carefully lifted Seagull's cushion and took the miracle messenger to her room, noticing that the third eye on Seagull's forehead had been closed at some point.

Miracle Walker seems to be not paying attention here?

He let out a sigh of relief, but immediately realized that the seagull was staring at him, which made his back tense.

Being so close to the messenger of God made his breathing become manual, and he always felt that everything he did was wrong.

Shanti, the housekeeper, slept restlessly that night. Every time he woke, he could see the seagull observing him from the bedside table. Later in the night, he even glimpsed a few wireworms that seemed to have grown from the seagull's chest and reached into the lampshade. Arcs of electricity crackled between its feathers, like lightning outside the window during a summer night rainstorm.

Early in the morning, feeling dispirited, he carved a few words onto copper paper for the first time, a short message explaining his impending departure by boat. A reply quickly appeared on the copper paper: "I understand. May miracles protect you and me. The journey will surely be smooth, my brother in the church."

Shanti looked at it and suddenly felt excited. She stroked her forehead and bowed her head to the seagull as a sign of respect.

At 9:15 in the morning, the ship set sail for Hongdu.

A seagull as white as a dove stood on the top of the mast, opened its amethyst-like magic eyes, and stared at the waves of the sea.

The ship sailed across the ocean and arrived in Hongdu that night.

The wizard of the lighthouse lifted the veil and observed the most prosperous political heart of the empire from the image displayed in the crystal ball.

The city, cut through by a network of rivers, was lit brighter than anywhere else in the archipelago, and the night stars faded above the heads of the people of Hongdu. Imperial palaces and noble residences clustered in garden-like urban areas, while the rivers of the slums were choked with garbage, and fat rats roamed the streets with impunity.

The lights of vehicles flow among the apartment buildings that are as silent as stone monuments. Colorful hand-painted billboards are erected on both sides of the main road, and the dim blue street lights illuminate the beauties in gorgeous paintings.

The seagull landed on an unfinished billboard, with only a line of cursive slogans on the screen: Cifu Pharmaceutical Company presents you with epoch-making metal limbs!

A few listless disabled homeless men stood in front of the billboard, holding bottles of wine, staring at the poster drunkenly, their mumblings indistinct.

A seagull looked down upon them, its feathers like high clouds in the daylight beneath the dreary streetlights.

Chapter 178 Hongdu Bird, Reverberation Advanced

Lin Bo let the Demon-Eye Seagull wander around Hongdu. He would take time every day to see what this bird flying across the ocean was doing, or use its senses to cast spells remotely and interfere with some things in Hongdu.

After a period of time, he needs to appoint a new Magic Eye Seagull to take over the shift, otherwise the brain nerves and body tissues differentiated from the primary mycelium in the body will collapse due to long-term separation from the fungal mat for replenishment.

Tonight, Lin Bo continued to work on the map, building the seawater filtration system for the underground workshop and the computer server array for the cave.

The evil-eyed seagull just wandered around, following the group of drunken homeless people to the extensive sewers of Hongdu. City patrols did not allow homeless people to spend the night on the streets, and there were never any empty houses in the slums, so the sewers were their final destination.

When someone is forced into the sewers, their life begins to count down. Germs and sewage harm their health, while insects, ants, snakes, rats, and other vagrants directly attack their bodies. A healthy person can often be tortured to death within a few weeks. Yet, some people manage to survive in such conditions, sometimes even for years.

The seagull continued its flight deeper into the sewers, entering abandoned pipes and underground caverns, where it discovered a large number of shacks clustered together. This was an underground city comprised of gangs, black marketeers, criminals, and homeless people. This area, beyond the reach of the law, was the greatest source of instability in the city's security.

The birds gazed at the cluster of huts stuck together, like a moldy old carpet. The flames of grease and candles were like golden threads on the carpet, representing the signs of life. There was even a whale oil generator here, shining with pure white light brought by electric lights.

Several homeless people tried to hunt seagulls. The stones shot from their slingshots were swatted away by a seagull's wings. It opened its eyes between its eyebrows and stared at everyone, scaring the homeless people so much that they screamed and ran away.

The bird spread its wings and left the sewer, arriving at the scenic upper city area.

A towering wall separates the two worlds.

The carriages of the nobles within the walls gathered at the banquet manor, and the hall was filled with charming sounds and scenes. The streets were jammed with freight wagons, and the towering cargo boxes that overturned on their sides smashed hundreds of wine bottles, gushing out bright red wine into the sewer.

Outside the wall, middle-class citizens from the emerging neighborhood gathered at the amusement park to attend a holiday party. The crowds gathered in the lighted area laughed like waves, respectable men and women walked arm in arm, and beautifully dressed children ran and chased each other.

In the dimly lit areas of the old city, there is only the noise of the night wind between the apartment buildings, and low coughs and snoring can be heard in the dark corridors.

The lights in the textile factory are on day and night. The factory buildings and dormitories are connected, and the beds are next to the humming machines. Hundreds of migrant workers change shifts and huddle among the piles of raw materials and finished products, sleeping in an area of ​​less than one square meter.

The six universities scattered across the city had all gone to sleep, though a few nightlights remained on in the libraries and dormitories, the shadows of young students lingering on the windows. Scholars in the laboratories stared at the writing on the blackboards, lost in thought.

In the heart of Upper Town, the Emperor's palace, Corwin Ewen, sat in his study, reviewing documents with a red-ink fountain pen, the tip of the pen dancing across the words with a rustling sound. A child, clutching a stuffed doll, knocked on the door and entered, begging to sit on his lap and work with him. The old emperor patted her back gently.

Guards armed with swords and guns patrolled between the walls and the palace. The sentry looked up at the night sky, which was as desolate as usual tonight, and saw a white bird flying across the sky.

It finally came to the pier, where there were flocks of city birds, common gulls of various species, and they all made sounds of surprise and fear at this pure white fellow who had come from afar.

After dawn, Lin Bo looked at the communication crystal again and found that the Magic Eye Seagull was accepting offerings from a group of flying birds. They brought city food, fruits found in the garbage dump, and bread and potato cakes stolen from the dock.

The Fungus-Talking Seagull looked down on all this, criticizing the city gulls for living in such comfortable conditions that they had lost their ability to conquer the ocean. Then, it went to the docks to catch fish, tearing off fresh meat and swallowing it, its bloody beak revealing the grace and demeanor of a predator. The gulls exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Bo used the spell of shared senses and heard the magic-eyed seagull shouting that the sky here belonged to the seagulls and all birds must obey. The gulls echoed excitedly.

The Lighthouse Wizard smiled and casually covered it with a cloth.

He was going to perform an eye transplant surgery today. Yesterday, he had invited three blind patients from Shita Town to come for a physical examination. There was an old woman, a middle-aged man, and a young girl. He took some cell tissues from each of them and used camouflaged fungal mats to cultivate mimic eyeballs.

Direct transplantation of these eyeballs is feasible, but to avoid appearing too skilled in medicine and making outsiders think he can regenerate flesh and blood, Lin Bo still carried out mechanical transformation.

The signal conversion structures such as the retina are retained, the lens is replaced by a camera, and the frame is made of human-friendly titanium alloy. The internal neural structure is replaced with neurons differentiated from metal hyphae.

The internal structure of the mechanical prosthetic eye he designed is very delicate. It is a nested structure with a metal shell wrapping the camera core. This core can rotate flexibly under the control of metal nerves, and will never have problems with myopia or hyperopia. The resolution is much higher than that of the human eye, and the image can be magnified.

The only drawback is that the pupil aperture adjusts slowly. Once stimulated by strong light or suddenly enters a dark environment, the pupil of the mechanical prosthetic eye needs several seconds to respond.

This defect requires subsequent improvement.

The young girl was brought here by her family early in the morning. She was born with impaired vision and her eyes can only sense light and dark, and she cannot see any color of the scenery.

Lin Bo greeted the patient's parents with a smile.

The little patient held her mother's hand and heard the adults talking about her eyes and the surgery that would allow her to see everything in the world. She thought about it all night, not knowing whether it was good or bad. The darkness that had accompanied her since birth was very warm. She didn't understand what color was. She only heard that color was a large group of things, more than her family.

Lin Bo looked at the little girl who was as quiet as a puppet and seemed to be obedient.

"Brave girl, you will soon be able to feel the world without using your hands. What is something you have always been curious about?"

"Needles," the patient whispered. "They always prick me when I'm sewing or stringing beads. And the flowers, they smell sweet, my sister says they're beautiful. And the miracle walker, it's scary. The night it rained heavily, Mom and Dad were both screaming about ghosts."

"Don't you want to look at yourself?" Lin Bo asked softly.

"Me?" the patient asked in surprise.

The night watchman and the family members all laughed.

The girl's mother held out her hand, and the patient could feel her mother's rough hand loosen, and then another broad, dry, and warm hand took hers.

"Follow me. There are no steps ahead, so feel free to walk boldly."

Lin Bo put on the wizard's face. The next operation required magic to calm his mind, otherwise the pain would be too much for the child.

"(Exclamation) I command you to find peace, and no pain shall come upon you. Sweet dreams, sleep, sleep."

After the patient relaxed, Lin Bo removed her eyeballs, connected metal neurons, and then inserted the prosthetic eye into the eye socket.

He acted quickly and woke the patient up in a moment.

The girl opened her eyelids. The bright light of the surgical lamp made her uncomfortable. The colors of the world rushed towards her. For the first time, her brain received such a huge amount of visual signals, causing severe discomfort. Her tear glands kept oozing out drops of water to moisten her dry and cold metal eyeballs.

"I saw a lot of things." The patient curled up on the bed.

"Alright, alright." Lin Bo patted her back and took out a mirror. "Here, take a look at yourself."

In the mirror was a crying girl with tears streaming down her face and a pair of silver-gray eyes.

The girl was taken away by her parents. She still cried uncontrollably along the way, but she had learned to smile.

The second patient who came was a middle-aged worker who had his eyeball burned in an accident and had it removed in the hospital. He was also disfigured, with some degree of damage to his facial skin, leaving unsightly scars.

He had a silly smile on his face. Although he was accompanied by his family, he had to do everything by himself and looked flustered. He used a crutch to knock around and had to light his own cigarette.