Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

At the moment of the collision, Tie Ren's words were interrupted by the complaining of the wood. In this split second, Lin Bo also caught a glimpse of Tie's real name rune.

But it was too short and too vague to be captured.

He knocked repeatedly, and the sound became continuous.

The shipbuilder standing by was terrified and wanted to remind him, but he found that every blow of the night watchman was just right and did not go beyond the range of the ink line. So the words of worry kept circling in his throat and he couldn't say them.

The oldest canoe-making technology in Shita Town is to hollow out logs into hulls. It is now relatively rare, and only fishermen in coastal villages and towns still use canoes to go out to sea.

Lin Bo chiseled a bit and confirmed that metal would be forced to remain silent when processing other things. However, he could not calm his mind in the midst of the intense labor, and there was no silence enough to accommodate the true name rune.

If the two conditions cannot be met at the same time, the true name detection will not be effective.

Lin Bo pondered how to find out Jin Tie's true name, then stopped and returned the tools to the shipbuilder. The shipbuilder tutted his tongue and praised the night watchman for his ability to become an excellent carpenter if he changed his profession.

After finishing the coffee in the cup, Lin Bo stood up and prepared to say goodbye. The shipbuilder hurried to get the medical fee, but was turned away. In the end, he stuffed the remaining delicious butter cookies to the night watchman.

Lin Bo really liked these cookies. They were made with solid ingredients, including refined flour, butter and plenty of sugar, and baked to just the right temperature. They were the result of wealth, patience and craftsmanship, and one could taste the housewife's preference for her family.

The shipbuilder smiled as he saw him out, and watched the dogs along the street jumping and circling around the night watchman. Only when the man walked away did the dogs reluctantly go home.

Autumn is harvest time, when bushes bear cranberries, sea buckthorn, gooseberries, and other small berries.

Lin Bo picked a cranberry and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully. This fruit, which looks like a blueberry, has a richer taste.

When I watched "Ratatouille" before, the rat could perceive the taste of the food in its mouth as flowing colors and music. This synesthesia experience was very wonderful.

Lin Bo's pharmacist tongue recognition ability couldn't produce synesthesia, but it was sharp enough to reflect the various medicinal properties of food through changes in the flow of qi in the meridians. This delicate sense allowed the ingredients and herbs to speak to the master.

He savored the faint sourness, sweetness and fruity aroma of the blueberries, and without waiting to swallow them, he picked a bunch of pyracantha berries and put them in his mouth to chew.

The bitter pyracantha juice spread, and its noisy and warm sound immediately drowned out the blueberry's confession.

In this passive silence, Limbaugh savored the true name of cranberry.

Relying on the conflict of food taste, the mage sat cross-legged in the woods and pretended to be dead, engraving the real names of many plants in his mind.

Not long after, he discovered a rather interesting phenomenon: the petals, calyx, fruit and roots of the same plant all had their own true names, and when the lines of these true names were pieced together, they were consistent with the true name runes of the complete plant.

"The true names of all things in the world are probably fragments of the original true name."

Lin Bo thought that the true name might also have the property of being infinitely divisible. If someone could know the true names of all things in the world, it might be possible to piece together the true name of the universe.

As the sun rose higher, the lighthouse keeper, who had been busy all morning, prepared to pack up and go to the East Cliff Grottoes to continue plastering.

However, he suddenly decided to go to the town to see if there were any iron wind chimes for sale. Lin Bo thought that perhaps the noise of the sea breeze could drown out the whistling of metal, allowing him to glimpse the true name from its silence.

Chapter 35 Fake Treasure, Touching Heart

Shita Town Old Street is the well-deserved CBD of the town, where most of the shops are gathered.

A fragrant bakery, a dirty hardware store, a smelly butcher shop, a dusty charcoal shop, and a grocery store so crowded that there is no place to step.

There is also the whale oil supply station that was once brightly decorated, but now, after decades, it is covered in the dust and laziness of the town, just like other buildings in the old street.

The employee guarding the Whale Oil Station lazily lies on the tattered sofa. When customers come, they exchange their cash for oil cards with fixed amounts, such as half a liter, one liter, five liters, etc., and then put them into the card reader of the gas pump to fill up the gas.

Whale oil is divided into many types according to the refining process. The crude one has a high impurity content and is the cheapest, while the refined one is the most expensive. There are also five-degree refinement, seven-degree refinement, etc., which are all mixed oils.

Residents of Shita Town generally only buy cheap crude whale oil for lighting, while city dwellers buy mixed whale oil for heating water, cooking, and driving cars. As for refined whale oil, it is mostly used for industrial power generation.

Lin Bo passed by the whale oil station. He was planning to develop psychiatric drugs in the future, and he would have to come here to purchase supplies.

Of course, as a lighthouse keeper, you have to refuel regularly, and the money is reimbursed by the town hall.

The lighthouse fuel fee is paid together with the salary every month. Depending on the fluctuation of oil prices, sometimes more is given and sometimes less is given.

According to Old Tim, it was very rare for the fuel fee to be overpaid. More often than not, it was underpaid, and the night watchman would need to take the whale oil station's invoice to the town hall to collect the difference.

"Good afternoon, night watchman." The fat employee of the whale oil station saw Lin Bo standing at the door. He struggled on the sofa for a few times but couldn't get up, so he raised his hand and greeted him with a very enthusiastic tone.

Lin Bo walked in and chatted with the employees. From this lazy fat man, he learned some common sense about the other party's industry, such as the investor of the whale oil station is the fuel company, and the direct cooperation unit is the whale oil refinery in the nearby Jinbei City.

The raw materials for the refinery come from whale slaughterhouses, as well as fish meat food factories, fish skin tanneries, fish bone processing factories, etc., all of which are gathered near the port. Whenever a whaling ship returns, it is a feast of roaring machines.

Many workers in Shita Town work in these factories.

Lin Bo still remembered his earlier plan, which was to use cheap materials such as whale viscera, bones, fins and tails to cultivate bacteria and extract magical energy from them for use.

The mushroom garden has just started. Once we cultivate bacteria that can decompose flesh and blood and absorb magical energy, it will not be too late to go to the factory to purchase the leftover materials from whale processing.

The fat employee told Lin Bo everything he knew.

Lin Bo initially thought he wanted his help with his physical ailments, but he didn't expect him to be just a talkative person. So he quickly said goodbye. The fat man lazily slumped on the sofa, struggling to get up, so he still raised his hand to say goodbye.

The mage went into the grocery store. The woman guarding the store was an acquaintance of his. She had treated her injuries the day before. When she learned the purpose of Lin Bo's visit, she looked embarrassed.

"Iron wind chimes? I'm afraid I don't have any. I have copper bells here, how about that? If you really need them, I'll bring them to you when I go to Jinbei to stock up next week."

"No need." Lin Bo shook his head. It was just a small gadget and could not be bought in the town at the moment. He could just spend some time to rub one by hand.

He said goodbye and went out. The shop owners along the street would greet the night watchman when they met him.

Old Street Pawnshop.

When Lin Bo passed by here again, he found that the shop door that had been closed and locked had reopened at some point.

The pawnshop owner went to Hongdu and came back as usual. When he saw Lin Bo coming in from behind the counter, his face, which was always gloomy, suddenly broke into a warm smile.

"Dear guest, you are here to patronize our business again? Welcome~"

Some people get rich but don't want to show off. At this time, they will show some signs to let others know that they are rich.

Just like the pawnshop owner, he was still dressed the same as before, but there was a bottle of fragrant wine on the small table beside him, and the rag he used to wipe the table was a white, soft, and fine silk handkerchief.

Lin Bo quipped, "It seems those gold coins were sold for a good price."

"It's just a small profit." The pawnshop owner couldn't suppress the smile.

Lin Bo was the only customer in the shop at the time, and the owner wanted to catch up with the night watchman, so he talked about his travels and experiences of the past week. Lin Bo also found it interesting, so he listened to his story.

After receiving the ancient shipwreck coins from the night watchman that day, the boss couldn't wait to go to Jinbei City to board a ship and cross the sea. After a day and a night, he arrived at the imperial capital.

He then immediately contacted local acquaintances and used his connections to take the shipwreck coins to a professor in the history department of the capital's university for appraisal.

After looking at the shape of the ancient coins and treasure box, the expert could not tell which ancient dynasty the relics came from, but he did not think they were fakes. He only admitted that he was short-sighted and hurriedly invited a professor from the archaeology department to come and discuss the matter together.

A box of ancient coins caused a huge stir in the university.

The boss then approached a newspaper to submit an article, attributing the origin of the coin to a lost ancient treasure. The publicity was extremely exaggerated, with a style of making up stories about unsolved mysteries of the world. Even the general public could not help but marvel at it, and many people believed it to be true.

At this point, the boss handed the Hongdu Daily to Lin Bo to read. Although the report on the shipwreck treasure was not the front-page headline, it occupied a considerable space on page three.

Lin Bo thought to himself that this guy really understood marketing, and seeing the reserved look on his boss's face, he praised him for his skillful tactics and coaxed this usually gloomy middle-aged bald man into looking rosy.

Finally, such a box of ancient coins has attracted the attention of many curious people, so the boss quickly sold it at the auction house while the popularity had not yet subsided.

Although the shipwreck coin was only a small item, everyone had heard about the lost treasure reported in the recent news, and the atmosphere at the scene was very heated, so the transaction price was much higher.

The mage could hear the pawnshop owner's exaggerated chatter and laughter, and the golden scene in the Hongdu Auction House appeared before his eyes.

The long pillars of the hall were gilded, and the hanging velvet was as soft and crimson as blood. On the smooth, shiny marble floor, the waiters and waitresses in black suits were tall and thin, their steps as nimble as swallows flying across the lake.

On the day of the auction, many nobles, wealthy businessmen and scholars came to bid for the shipwreck coins. The air was filled with the smell of perfume, splashing saliva, volatile alcohol and the hot smell of burning money.

Although the boss was the consignor, he was a bit out of place in terms of assets and status, so he couldn't enter the hall.

At that time, he stayed in a reception room of the auction house, chewing soft and sweet cakes, drinking fragrant wine, enjoying these free treats, and listening to the passionate shouts of the auctioneer in the auction room across the wall.

Every bid means an increase in wealth.

This great joy still lingers between my lips and teeth even now when I say it out loud.

Before leaving, the boss also stole a silk handkerchief from the auction house, like a thief who had entered a mountain of gold and silver and refused to return empty-handed.

Lin Bo smiled.

"Well, Night Watchman, I'm telling the truth. That box of gold coins can be sold in Hongdu for more than ten times the price of gold itself. If you still have some, we can continue our cooperation. You'll be responsible for the supply, and I'll be responsible for the sales. We can negotiate the commission."

The pawnshop owner went through so much trouble just to convince the lighthouse keeper whom he couldn't understand.

He wants to use the purest interest relationship in the world to impress the other party. There is nothing better than money. It is a panacea for treating hunger and depression. Adults, children and the elderly all like it.

"Thank you for your story, it's very interesting." The mage just smiled and shook his head. "By the way, I'm here to buy something. How much is this?"

The boss curled his lips and saw that what he was holding was a string of old iron wind chimes. He casually quoted sixty yuan for it, but Lin Bo bargained again and finally sold it for twenty-five copper yuan.

"Night Watchman, please reconsider this! Even many professors and nobles believed the story I made up about the ancient dynasty's treasure! What a huge market this is! We could become influential figures in Hongdu! Think about it carefully!"

The man did not stop, but just waved his hand. A string of iron wind chimes in his hand swayed gently, making a crisp sound, which gradually faded away.

Chapter 36 Mushrooms, Birds and Wind

East Cliff Grottoes.

Another day of running maps is over.

Lin Bo hung the wind chime on the horizontal bar of the training target, spread a tarpaulin on the ground, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The wind blew gently from the sea, and the seven hollow iron pipes of different lengths strung together swayed and knocked against each other, making a crisp sound.

The sea breeze was noisy, but when the wind chimes sang, the high, clear voices completely drowned out the muttering of the air currents.

It was the sea breeze that was forced to remain silent.

After a while, Lin Bo woke up from his suspended animation and captured Feng's true name rune.

This was certainly rewarding, but it went against his original goal.

The wizard sighed. The sea breeze was so fierce, and the wind chime was so small. The contrast between the two was so great, but in the end the winner was actually an inconspicuous iron pipe.

He wanted to say to Haifeng, "You useless thing!", but he thought it was impolite, so he gave up.

Lin Bo did not give up the idea. He just thought that the wind might not be strong enough to cover the crisp sound of the iron pipe. If it was in some terrain that could produce a narrow pipe effect, the howling wind might be able to suppress the buzzing of the metal.

This morning at the shipbuilder's place, Lin Bo also had an idea. Since he couldn't concentrate when he was using iron tools to chisel wood, he might as well let Tie Weiyi do this job. He could tie one end of a silk thread to the iron tool and hold the other end in his hand, and use the tactile endoscopy method to find out the real name.

No matter what, there is always a way.

The Night Watchman stood up and walked towards the courtyard.

Now electric wires have been installed in the cave, and energy-saving lamps have been placed every few meters along the way. The cave is finally no longer pitch black.

The basic framework of the mushroom greenhouse has been erected, and the finishing touches will be completed in a day or two. With about a week left before the hurricane hits, there's plenty of time.