Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

Pushing the door and entering the greenhouse, there are quite a few seagulls inside, walking around in a grand manner, eating fruit mushrooms produced from all-purpose strains, looking very familiar.

Lin Bo checked the electrical equipment and found that the batteries still had enough power for three or four days. He then took out the water and fertilizer he had prepared from the bucket in the corner and watered the fungus blanket.

After another week of growth, the fungal mat had already broken through the original culture medium. Lin Bo added a circle of eight wooden boxes around it so that the mycelium could stretch out.

Medicinal mushrooms grow in lush clusters, so even on hurricane days like this, there is no need to worry about a shortage of medicinal raw materials.

As my palms lightly touched the mycelium, their whispers echoed in my ears: "Feeder... I like it... I'm full... Please give some mushrooms to my new friend..."

Lin Bo wanted to praise them for their generosity, but he didn't know the magic word yet, so he said they were kind, and the soft mycelium swayed happily from side to side.

"Eat...mushrooms!"

The tentacles of the fungal blanket contracted slightly, as if gathering strength, and a cod-shaped mushroom slowly grew in the corner. The finished product was two fingers long, and its mimicry resembled a low-quality plastic toy, a bit abstract, with a pair of lifeless fish eyes emitting a strange light.

Lin Bo was silent for a moment. It seemed that the mushrooms' seagull friends had brought them gifts.

This is the first animal gene absorbed by the omnipotent bacteria, which means that the genetic information library has been expanded again.

Introducing new species hastily would greatly contaminate the gene pool, potentially leading to unstable traits in the finished mushrooms. However, he could use the intercommunication between all things to manipulate the mycelium into producing the medicinal mushrooms he needed, so this didn't matter to him.

He picked up the fish mushroom. Although it looked abstract, the imitation ability of the fungus was actually very detailed. The scales, skin, bones, flesh, and even blood vessels and nerves were almost the same as the real thing.

Because of nerve reflex, the cod mushroom will still struggle in the mage's hands.

The wizard hit the fish's head with a palm knife, giving the restless mushroom a baby-like sleep.

"(True Word) Steel."

Now, whenever he goes out, he carries some iron balls with him. They are put in a hunter's ammunition leather bag and usually placed in the pocket of his windbreaker. Each of these iron balls is the size of a grape and weighs more than one pound in total.

He sensed an iron ball with his sense of touch, then controlled it with his real name, sucking the iron ball up through his pocket and stretching it into a sharp knife in his hand.

He held the fish's tail with his other hand. A silver light flashed in the air, and the knife cut off the fish's head. Then he moved along the fish's skin, causing the scales to fall off. He cut open the fish's belly, inserted the knife into it, and scraped out the internal organs guided by touch.

These removed parts will be reabsorbed by the fungal mat, eliminating waste.

The iron knife came out from the fish's belly, with some mucus adhering to its surface. Then, under the control of the wizard, it was stretched into a thin plate, vibrating and humming in the air, and the mucus on the surface fell off, and the iron plate quickly became red hot.

Lin Bo put the spread-out fish meat on the grill, the fat inside melted and flowed, the protein denatured due to the heat, and a variety of flavor factors were released in the high temperature, and a faint smoke rose.

Due to the thickness of the material, the iron plate's heat storage capacity is insufficient, and the fish quickly cools down after being placed on it. Usually in this case, the fish skin cannot be charred to form a crispy shell under high temperature, and it is easy to stick to the pan.

Fortunately, the high-speed vibration of the iron plate resulted in frequent but brief contact with the food, creating a thin layer of air between the two. Therefore, even when the iron plate's temperature dropped rapidly, the fish skin didn't stick to the iron plate. The result was surprisingly good-looking.

This wasn't the first time Lin Bo had done this. He applied his imperial technique to every aspect of his life.

He tried to perform three different techniques simultaneously, but failed because he couldn't focus on all three. This problem was not easy to solve.

Humans have always been single-minded, unlike computer chips which can run on multiple cores in parallel. So if you want to multitask, you either need to practice repeatedly until you become proficient; or you need to be gifted and have great mental strength; or you need to use some special techniques.

On the Duolian Duoyi trading platform of Zongwang, there is training for multitasking skills, but they are basically not suitable for purebred original humans.

For skills like "Left and Right Fighting", multitasking is the threshold for learning it, not the effect it brings.

Although there is no suitable skill book, there is no shortage of relevant research materials. There are always players who will try various ways to gain the ability to multitask.

Lin Bo did not choose those brain modification technologies that looked weird, but bought some basic training materials to learn from them. He has not yet achieved any interim results.

He took another iron ball and pinched it into a plate, and then took another one and pinched it into a fork, and began to taste the dry-fried fish-shaped mushroom.

Chapter 44 The real name of flesh and blood

When the crispy fish skin and the white and hot fish meat enter your mouth, the juice full of flavor factors pours onto the tip of your tongue when your lips and teeth close, and the aroma fills your mouth and nasal cavity.

Although it was not salted, the meat itself was rich in flavor.

Lin Bo chewed carefully. Ever since he started practicing the Pharmacist Tongue Identification Technique, his eating speed has slowed down significantly. Sensing the medicinal properties has become a habit, and listening to the language of food is an excellent seasoning.

The moment the narration of fish skin and fish meat unfolds on the tip of the tongue, another strong mushroom flavor suddenly emerges, and the world of taste buds is enveloped by the overwhelming whispers of mushrooms.

When the two voices meet, the language of skin and flesh is suppressed and becomes intermittent.

Lin Bo had discovered earlier that true names are infinitely divisible. The scales, skin, flesh, and bones of a fish each have their own true names, and the organs and tissues in the human body also have their own names.

He thought that if he could understand the true names of the flesh, skin, and nerves of living things, it would be of great help in treating injuries.

Lin Bo once tasted his own blood, trying to find out its true name, but he failed to find another thing that could silence the blood.

When a liquid is diluted with another liquid, its sound becomes muffled and difficult to detect. Mixing with irritating liquids can also cause the liquid's properties and composition to change, losing its original flavor and making its true name impossible to detect.

Just like the skin and meat of fish after being roasted at high temperature, the true name will inevitably change slightly, which is different from the true name when it is fresh and cannot be generalized.

The words spoken by the two things are both in conflict and in symphony. If one completely crushes and destroys the other, causing its true name to change and disappear, there is no way to discover it.

Originally, Lin Bo thought that he would not be able to find a way to find out the true name of Flesh and Blood in a short period of time, but now the answer seems to jump before his eyes.

The mimic mushrooms made from the versatile strain have the same components as the original, but also have their own mushroom-like substances, providing an indescribable complex flavor.

The lively and enthusiastic words of the mushrooms successfully forced the flesh and blood into silence, and also gave Lin Bo hope of success.

He slowly finished the food on his plate and poured the cooled fish bones back into the fungal carpet. The mycelium was like a white swamp, swallowing up the shiny fish bones.

The mage touched the creep and praised: "(Magic Words) Delicious."

"Happy... happy..." The mushrooms' whispers were like bubbles rising from carbonated drinks.

"(Magic words) Request, another mushroom."

"Please eat... Please eat... I love those who feed me... I give unconditionally..."

Another cod mushroom with strange eyes emerged from the fungal blanket and grew.

This time, the silver knife flashed in the air, and the bloody fish on the chopping board was cut into thin slices and placed on the plate.

The wizard transformed an iron ball into two chopsticks, connected by a thin thread at the ends, just like the disposable chopsticks in a restaurant, which could be separated with a slight bend.

When you chew a piece of bloody fish sashimi with chopsticks, you will find that the sweet original flavor and the extremely fresh mushroom taste blend together. The former is overwhelmed, but it always lingers as the base flavor.

Lin Bo closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

After a moment he opened his eyes and whispered, "(Mantra) Flesh and Blood."

The fish slices on the plate flew into the air. First, a part of them shattered into mud in the high-frequency vibration and fell down. The remaining fish slices stretched into long and thin noodles, and then returned to their original shape and fell back into the plate.

The mage ate all the fish slices on the plate, then pressed his right forearm with his left palm to sense the subcutaneous muscles.

"(True Word) Flesh and Blood."

A bundle of muscles was driven by the words, twisting like a living snake, and intense nerve pain came like a burn. Lin Bo restored the deformed muscles to their original state, and the pain gradually subsided.

Whether it was fish flesh or human flesh, its true name was the same. However, having tasted whale meat several times and only felt silence, Lin Bo guessed that the true name of whale flesh might be different.

Now he has found the common true name of flesh and blood.

Lin Bo rolled up the fish skin and put it in his mouth to chew. After the same process as before, he got the real name of the skin.

"(Mantra) Skin."

Different objects have different degrees of compatibility with different control techniques, which depends on the characteristics of the objects themselves.

Just as rocks have a low receptivity to the art of life control and require a large amount of cursed energy to reshape, the skin's adaptability to the art of flow control is also average. Lin Bo had to work very hard to tear off a piece of shaky thin skin on the roof of his mouth.

However, the skin is relatively friendly to the Life Control Technique. It can shrink pores and fine-tune facial features. You only need to think about whether you want single eyelids or double eyelids.

Apart from the true names of the various infinitely subdivided organs and tissues such as fascia, hair, and nails, there are still two most important things that need to be explored: bones and nerves.

The bones are hard to eat, so the true name cannot be detected by taste, so another method is required.

The nerves are delicate, and only the brain and spinal cord can be tasted. Lin Bo planned to wait for the hurricane to pass and order a sheep's head from the butcher in town.

Of course, fish also have nerves in their bodies, and the omnipotent fungus must have recorded the genetic information. It’s just that Lin Bo does not know the corresponding real name, so he cannot make the mycelium produce neuromorphic mushrooms.

He stayed in the mushroom garden for a while and then started today's book-clearing mission.

The dungeon channel had already seen a complete rotation of players, and many familiar nicknames hadn't appeared in ages. [Agilent] and [Picking Up Trash Makes Me Happy] were still advertising in the channel. That paladin [Bulwark] still frequently led newcomers through the Purgatory map.

He watched everyone chatting, laughed for a while, and then opened the copy transmission channel.

Since mastering the true name of steel, the enemies in the mechanical factory have become no longer a threat.

Lin Bo once tried to recite his real name and directly control the robot's steel shell from a distance, but he failed because of the paint blocking it. The exposed cervical vertebrae of the low-level mechanical guards were also coated.

If you want to directly control these machines, you can only get close to them and use touch to sense the steel under the paint and plating.

But he had a much better solution.

The iron ball in his hand stretched into a willow-leaf spike, silently cutting through the air and drilling into the gap between the mechanical guard's cervical vertebrae, defeating the enemy with one blow.

Crossing the first and second floors was just a leisurely stroll, and on the third floor, facing the sword guards and shield soldiers was only slightly more troublesome.

The iron balls in the wizard's hand flew out in pairs, hitting the sword guard's ankles, stretching into two loops, and when they were buckled together, they tied his legs tightly.

With a hook of his finger, the iron ring flew up and pulled the sword guard over, hanging him upside down in the air and pulled him in front of the mage.

He raised his hand and pressed the sword guard's back. He knew the distribution of internal components very well. At the moment of contact, he twisted several steel structures through the maintenance cover, causing the machine to lose power and become paralyzed.

The shield soldier was heavy and difficult to drag. Seeing its defense was impenetrable, Lin Bo tried a few new moves, but found that the old tactics were the most time-saving and labor-saving. He jumped close to the enemy and stuffed the explosive shell into the barrel, which worked every time.

It’s just a pity that I still need to pronounce two real names, and I can’t have one trick to conquer everyone.

After finishing the map run, Lin Bo handed the collected mechanical wreckage to netizens as usual.

Their tacit understanding is fully reflected in the chat records.

[Lighthouse Operator]: Hmm?

[Picking up trash makes me happy]: Yeah!

[Network Tip: The friend trading channel is opening, and the portal opening countdown is in progress...]

He did not stay in the East Cliff Grotto for long. The roaring sound of the waves warned the mage that the torrential rain and gale under the hurricane were about to hit again.

This time he did not plan to return to the lighthouse to hide, but to take the opportunity to find out the true names of more natural things.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be moving slowly, but in fact the heavy cumulonimbus clouds were being blown at an extremely fast speed by the colorless strong wind.

Lin Bo looked at the seagulls circling low over the offshore reef area to fish. The lower the air pressure, the closer the fish would come to the water surface.

He wanted to tell the seagulls to be careful and return to the cave to avoid the rain, but he could not speak bird language, and the seagulls had enough survival wisdom, so he gave up the idea.

The mage put on a mask and chanted his real name, then flew into the air. A flock of birds circled under his feet, chirping.

"Goodbye, humans," they said.