Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

All the transformed birds can hear the murmur of mycelium in their bodies when Lin Bo touches them. They are fungus speakers and can understand the magic language spoken by the wizard. Therefore, when they receive combat pet training arranged by Lin Bo, they behave smart and docile.

"(Magic words) Go, survey the surrounding skies and become my eyes."

The Fungus-Talking Seagull spread its wings and flew towards the blue sky, rushed to the top of the cliff, and continued to climb.

In the distant Shita Town Primary School, young children looked out the window and witnessed a flock of birds rising towards the seaside, like a waterfall of frost and snow flowing against the current. They scattered evenly in the air, like a group of pure white clouds melting into the horizon.

The old teacher on the podium had gone to the window to observe the sky at some point, which scared the distracted child so much that he quickly lowered his head and pretended nothing had happened.

Qiao Lun patted the child's head and said, "Pay attention to the lesson."

The old teacher returned to the podium, scanned the classroom, and said loudly: "Young gentlemen and ladies, please remember this: don't hurt the seagulls."

The students in the class answered in unison: "I know—"

Chapter 54: The Eye of the Bird

The little king stayed beside Linbo and ran to his shoulder. The night watchman smiled and caught it in his palm, whispering a command: "(Expletive) Bird, I will borrow your eyes to observe everything in the world."

It was a simple spell, aimed at the little king, but he only used the magic word "bird." Lin Bo knew that if he knew the seagull's real name and added it to the spell, the effect would be much better.

Until now, Lin Bo has not found a good way to find out the real name of the animal.

He once stopped to stroll in the woods when a hurricane was coming. The towering trees could only stand still in the face of the hurricane and complained miserably to the wizard, but the insects, birds and beasts knew how to avoid danger and seek good fortune.

The insects and birds that couldn't withstand the disaster died immediately, and their real names changed accordingly. Those that survived hid safely in their nests, rarely speaking, and Lin Bo couldn't hear their language.

If you want to find out the true names of animals, you need to let them fight back unyieldingly when they are suppressed by another voice, and insist on expressing their own souls in distress and despair.

But this situation is too rare, so he has never found a suitable opportunity and probably has to find another way.

Lin Bo chanted the spell, and when the magic took effect, the little seagull's vision was immediately shared with his eyes.

Now he could see the little king in his hand and himself in the little king's eyes at the same time.

This double vision overlapped and made him feel very uncomfortable. He quickly closed his eyes and observed the world only through the eyes of the little seagull.

Birds can see richer colors than humans, and their eyes can detect ultraviolet light, so it took Limbaugh a little time to readjust.

Then, through the little king's eyes, he saw the huge human wizard open his lips and utter the words: "(magic words) Go, fly around and come back."

"Let's go!" The little seagull immediately ran out.

It's like wearing holographic glasses to control a drone and watching the rapidly moving scenery in the camera. The difference is that Lin Bo cannot control the movement trajectory of the little king and can only passively receive everything it sees.

The ground of Dongya Grottoes flashed by, the offshore reefs disappeared in an instant, and endless waves came towards us. Between the vast sky and sea, there was a paradise for wind and flying birds.

This perspective is not uncommon for Lin Bo, as he himself has the ability to fly.

But the sensory experience when flying by yourself is more complex, with the coolness and resistance of the wind blowing in your face, the ocean scent in your breath, etc. Now it is just sharing the vision, and your attention can be more focused on observing the scenery.

Following the little seagull's eyes around the sky, Lin Bo took the initiative to disconnect the spell power, and the shared vision disappeared.

This spell is quite useful, not only for vision, but also for other senses.

The distance between the mage and the recipient does not affect the speed of mana consumption. He roughly estimated that without replenishing mental strength, the visual link can be maintained for about half an hour.

If the spell is cast using the true name, the duration of this spell will be greatly extended. If the spell is designed to be more complex and sophisticated, it can share all senses at once.

This required him to continue pondering and researching. For the time being, being able to use his flying pet as his eyes and ears, achieving a similar effect to a drone, was already satisfying to him.

Next, there will be a practical exercise, and Lin Bo plans to make a special attempt.

Open the dungeon transmission channel and enter the ancient machinery factory.

First, he cleared the guards outside. Lin Bo stood at the entrance of the first floor of the factory and cast a spell on the little seagull again, sharing the vision with it.

Then, Lin Bo took out an iron ball from his ammunition bag, stared at the iron ball with the help of his pet's eyes, and recited the real name of steel with his lips.

"(True Word) Steel."

The iron ball was as gentle and docile as usual, flying into the air and hovering in front of the little king.

Even if the wizard indirectly explores the world through the senses of other creatures, the things he senses cannot escape the power of his words.

This also means that his casting space has been greatly expanded.

Limbaugh commanded the seagulls, "(magic language) Little guy, find all the tin men here, get close to them, and stare at them."

"quack."

The seagull flew into the factory, and the iron ball followed closely, never leaving its field of vision. The little king was able to identify each of the mechanical guards hidden in the complex terrain of the first floor.

The white bird landed on the shelf and stared sideways at the mechanical guard hiding in the corner. It looked harmless, and even the guard's attack program was not activated.

However, when the seagull stopped, in the place covered by its quiet gaze, a suspended iron ball extended into a thin willow-leaf-shaped spike, silently tearing through the air, turning into a silver stream of light and drilling into the gap between the guard's cervical vertebrae, completing a clean and neat strangulation.

The little king flew and stopped, and the deadly iron balls followed him like a shadow. In a short while, he cleared out all the guards on the first floor with extremely high efficiency.

"(Magic words) Bird, come back."

Maintaining visual sharing and mantra control at the same time was quite difficult. Since he had already tried it out and was satisfied with the result, Lin Bo cleaned up the remaining second and third floors by himself.

End the daily brushing activity.

He returned to the cave and continued to implement the construction plan. Now the scale of the mushroom garden needed to be further expanded. The greenhouse could no longer accommodate the growing fungal mat, so he demolished it entirely.

The fungal mat developed by the all-round bacteria can spread endlessly if there are sufficient nutrients. If it is not controlled, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not evolve into a disaster that destroys the planet's ecosystem.

Lin Bo was wary of this and would not rush the mycelium growth just to increase yields. For now, he'd confined the mushrooms to the central courtyard, hoping to expand the fungal blanket later, once more safeguards were in place.

From dusk until late at night, the seagulls he had sent out as spies returned one after another.

The late-returning Fungus-talking Seagull didn't find any good humans in the East Cliff Grottoes, so it flew directly to the lighthouse.

They reported to the wizard what they saw along the way. Through their poor language, Lin Bo roughly understood how many ships were traveling on the sea that day.

Many of the expedition ships from the pre-hurricane treasure-hunting frenzy were returning to the nearby port of Kimbe.

This large-scale collective expedition was undoubtedly a tragedy. The names of those who were missing or killed were already being published in the newspapers brought back to Jinbei City by the workers from Shita Town.

As for whether there will be explorers who will continue to go out to sea despite not giving up, probably there will be.

Unless one day the treasure is proven to be non-existent, there will always be desperate people who want to get rich overnight and embark on the journey.

The farthest distance the Fungus-Speaking Seagulls explored was three hundred miles away, arriving at a deserted island far away from shipping routes and civilized society, and even discovered human figures.

The seagulls cried and said that there was only one person living on the entire island, and the human village on the island seemed deserted.

In addition, there are also populations of seagulls on the island, and it plans to recruit those of its kind to the East Cliff Grotto tomorrow to join the majestic and sublime White Swamp.

When Lin Bo heard about the so-called deserted island inhabited by one person, his first thought was Robinson Crusoe. Then he considered that there was a human village on the island, perhaps a dying natural village, which was the last remaining residents on the island.

At night, Lin Bo arranged for Junyu Seagull to patrol Shita Town and return to inform people if he found whale oil lamps hanging in the houses.

While they lack the night vision of an owl, they have no problem detecting obvious light sources.

Seagulls don't sleep much, often waking up after a few minutes of nap. They take many naps a day. The fragmented sleep greatly extends their activity time, so it is no problem for them to help Lin Bo keep watch at night.

The seagulls sounded the alarm several times that night, but they were all false alarms, either because of the night watchman with a lantern or the lights of the early morning fish market at the pier.

Lin Bo continued to train them according to the Beastmaster Ranger Manual, constantly correcting their mistakes, and the Fungus Whispering Seagull's misjudgment rate dropped significantly. After all, this was only the first day of taming, and as the pets' training progressed, they would become more and more humane.

The members of the Tower Guard Order all prepared a lamp at home, polished and cleaned it carefully, and did not allow others to touch it. They even hid it secretly to prevent their descendants from touching the lamp when they were old and their influence was unknown.

The mayor's wife saw the black circle on his forehead, so she went home and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets, and even carefully polished the glass cover of the whale oil lamp with a rag, suspecting that he had gone to church and was mentally ill.

"Lorcan, dear, what's the matter with you?"

The mayor held the whale oil lamp in his arms like a treasure. "Listen, if something happens to your family someday, a very, very serious accident, even if all your property is gone. It wouldn't count unless someone is dying. In that case, you hang this lamp under the eaves."

"Okay, so why did you take my jewelry box? It's a family heirloom from my grandmother."

"Not just your jewelry box, I'm going to take away anything vintage in the house. Just hope these old items are valuable. After all, they are... well."

That is the agreement between mortals and saints.

The mayor pursed his lips and swallowed the words, but it was like eating a mouthful of sweet frosting, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

Seeing him smiling so foolishly, his wife couldn't help but sigh: "He must be mentally ill."

"Hmph, sooner or later you'll become as stupid as me. Just wait and see, dear." The mayor muttered, packed up all the old things in the house, put them in a box, and went out to the church.

Chapter 55 Three Relics, Sea God Faith

Friday.

After completing the morning's medicine identification work, Lin Bo went to the church. The believers of the Tower Guardian Order had already offered the first batch of relics.

The old priest placed all the things in a single storage room and even prepared a display table to arrange the things neatly.

The church in Shita Town had never been wealthy. The exhibition table was just two flimsy old wooden pieces put together, covered with the best cotton cloth to hide the holes caused by insects.

Lin Bo knew the condition of the two pine tables just by touching them. He whispered his real name. Under the linen, the wormholes in the table tops were healed and the legs were firmly embedded in the table tops.

The two exhibition tables that used to creak when touched now stand firmly.

The old priest held a whale oil lantern behind him. Lin Bo used the light to examine the old items sent by the believers one by one, and then picked out three items, namely a jewelry box, a gold ring, and a cloth doll.

According to [Star Eyes], higher-level remnant relics will cause various strange phenomena to appear around them, such as nearby creatures experiencing auditory and visual hallucinations, frequent dreams at night, or the relics changing their positions on their own when no one is watching.

Lin Bo wasn't surprised that these three items were most likely weak reverberation relics. Weak reverberations were the easiest to obtain, and were not uncommon even in a world without magic.

Reverberations of a higher level than this have some kind of mysterious nature and require the intervention of miraculous powers.

The older and more noble the relic, the higher the quality of its reverberation.

Although the birth of reverberation is inseparable from strong emotions and historical turmoil, the continuation of reverberation is inseparable from mysterious factors.

Items such as the imperial seal and battle-hardened military flags are qualified to produce high-level reverberations, but without the nourishment of miracles, even the most advanced reverberations will gradually become blurred and may only be at a weak level in the end.

This is also the main reason why it is difficult to collect reverberations in the magic-free world. It’s not that there are no good things, but that the good things have all expired.

The barbarian [Feitian Dacao], who had teamed up with Lin Bo, still complained daily in the chat room. He'd searched every museum and antique market in his country, only to find fakes or find items he'd paid a fortune for only to find faint, useless echoes.

Stone Tower Town was a small place, with the Bakery and the Lighthouse as its two major intelligence centers, allowing for a rapid flow of information. If someone in a household had a high-level Reverberation Relic and heard about it, it would be difficult to hide it from their neighbors. Once their neighbors knew about it, it was like the whole world knew about it.

So Lin Bo hoped to collect more faint remnants in Shita Town. If he was lucky enough to draw a magic copy, he might be able to establish a relationship with the mage group.

If you can't find the advanced reverberation in a small place, go to a big city. If you can't find it in a big city, go to the imperial capital. If you can't find it in Hongdu, go out of the Sail Islands, go to the Fertile Continent, and go to every corner of the planet.

Even if this process yields no results, with the expansion of the Tower Guard Order and the growth of his personal abilities, he can personally take part in promoting the development of history and artificially create high-level reverberation relics.

Not discouraged by temporary difficulties, he continued to study the path of his true name step by step, and the further he went, the greater his joy.