Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

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Chapter 75: Audience with the Viscount

Lin Bo has always wanted to solve the disability problem among the working class. Mechanical prosthetic modification is a good solution for large-scale disability treatment. It is replicable, can be mastered by ordinary people, and is easy to promote.

But the mad dwarf's technology is too cruel and should not be applied to living organisms before it is improved.

The health conditions of these alchemical beasts are extremely serious. Not only are they tortured by prosthetic limbs, but their bodies have also become highly diseased due to years of drug abuse, and they are already in a state of dying.

To treat it, you must first repair the organ function and then solve the rejection reaction of the prosthesis.

If these two difficulties are overcome, the treatment of disabled people will no longer be a problem.

With his current knowledge and spellcasting skills, it is very challenging to find a proper solution.

Lin Bo took a notebook and wrote down his inspirations and ideas, and all the thoughts were written into the scribbled words.

In order to repair the organ function and bring the rotten flesh back to life, his only way is to use the art of life to remove the lesion and then fill the defect with mycelium. Although this process is tedious, it is still traceable.

As long as you get a few more alchemical beast corpses to practice, the success rate will increase significantly.

However, improving prosthetic technology is quite difficult.

Activated wire, an experimental product that causes intense pain, must be banned, but it is difficult to find a replacement.

The biological nerve bundles differentiated from the mycelium are too fragile to drive metal prosthetic limbs, and they need to return to the fungal mat regularly to replenish nutrients, otherwise they will wither and have a very short lifespan.

In addition, the plasma enchantment engine is the main reason for the heat generated by the metal wire. If this technology is applied to the human body, such a high-power weapon-grade engine is unnecessary. It is better to use batteries instead, or directly use bioenergy to drive it.

Once you actually try anything, you'll find that problems will arise one after another.

"Let's take it one step at a time." He put away his notes.

These obstacles could not be overcome in a day, but they gave him a clear direction to work towards when learning new knowledge such as alchemy and enchantment.

The night watchman took off his iron armor and incense burner and put all these heavy equipment into the player's backpack. He looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late. In two hours, he would have to go back to the lighthouse to see patients. The afternoon construction plan had not yet been completed.

He lost no time in completing his work.

Lin Bo plans to build the Dongya Grottoes into a three-section sunken area space.

The rock slopes in the front section, atrium and deep part are transformed into horizontal planes, with a vertical drop of about 1.3 meters on each plane.

Rocks are not well adapted to the art of life control, and a large amount of mana is required to even slightly reshape them. Building the small reservoir deep inside had already made Lin Bo feel very tired.

So he changed the building materials, pouring cement in the front section, laying steel plates, and paving the atrium with soil. The deep reservoir was deepened and widened.

As for the dome of the cave, he will temporarily build a few supporting pillars to strengthen the structure. Later he will also excavate the dome, increase the floor height, and widen the activity space as much as possible.

Today's job was to lay cement in the front section. He used steel plates to erect a dam at the dividing line of the atrium to prevent cement from pouring into the mushroom garden.

The alchemy beast's corpse was hindering construction, so it was moved to the atrium first. Mycelium eagerly coiled around it, burrowing into the corpse and beginning to digest the flesh.

Lin Bo did not stop it. This step was necessary. The bacteria needed to store the genetic information of these animals in order to differentiate into biological tissues of the corresponding species.

In order to develop a treatment plan, a large number of alchemical beast corpses are needed as experimental subjects.

He planned to regularly purchase items from other players in the channel, just like [Garbage Pickup] collects scrap year-round in another channel. It wouldn't cost much, and he could make some new friends.

Lin Bo had already purchased sufficient amounts of cement, fine sand and gravel from the Duolian Duoyi platform and stockpiled them in preparation for starting construction.

He ejected two iron balls, which transformed into grappling hooks, lifted the cement bag, and then ejected an iron blade to cut open the bag, letting the mud and mortar fall down.

Bags of mud were dumped into piles, and then fine sand was scooped up with a shovel, mixed into the mud and stirred evenly.

After everything was ready, Lin Bo went to the deep reservoir, chanted the true name of water, and drew a long waterfall in the air, which flew across the courtyard and merged into the cement in front.

Stir it carefully, mix in gravel, and then spread it in front of the fence that separates the front section from the courtyard.

In order to ensure that the mud has no pores, Lin Bo manipulated the iron rod to penetrate the mud and shook it repeatedly to help expel the bubbles.

Finally, use a long piece of iron to scrape the cement surface back and forth repeatedly to make it smooth and flat.

[Skill judgment successful, [Mantra Control - Flow] basic proficiency +1]

[Exquisiteness coefficient × 1.5 (slightly ingenious)]

【Health status coefficient × 1.6 (excellent)】

[Inspiration proficiency +1 (controlling objects like my own hands and feet)]

Final calculation result: [Mantra Control - Style] proficiency +3.4

[…[Mantra Bending - Fresh] Proficiency +3.4] […[Mantra Bending - Fierce] Proficiency +3.4]

Labor is his daily skill training. Lin Bo is an amateur construction worker, and this level of work can fully meet his needs.

The large area from the entrance of the cave to the atrium cannot be completed in one go. Cement will have to be poured continuously in the next few days, from the inside to the outside, layer by layer, and piece by piece, until the cement table is level with the cave entrance.

By the time we finished our work, the sun had already set above the entrance to the cave, and it was really late.

Lin Bo told the seagulls in the mushroom garden to return to their habitats and not to go back to the caves unless necessary, so as to avoid staining the concrete floor.

As for when he can come back, he will send the little king to inform him.

The white birds obeyed the command, flapped their wings and flew away, leaving behind a series of chirping sounds and a few falling feathers.

The wizard listened to their arrogant and passionate words. These super seagulls were ready to take revenge on the sea eagles and peregrine falcons that bullied them before the arrival of winter and dominate their habitat.

It's time for the Warring States Period of birds to end.

He shook his head, calling for a gust of wind that blew away the bird feathers that had fallen on the cement.

The cave was completely quiet. The little king dozed off on the night watchman's shoulder. This afternoon was quite exciting for him.

Lin Bo squatted down and stroked the fungal blanket, said goodbye to the mushrooms, and stared at the corpses wrapped in mycelium, which looked like white tombs.

Given the digestion efficiency of mycelium, when I come back tomorrow, only the mechanical prosthesis will be left.

After packing up his belongings and picking up the box sent by netizens, he raised his hand and formed a sword seal, and the power of the spell flowed through his whole body, silently uttering his own words.

It immediately soared into the air, passed through the cave, and climbed up along the sea cliff.

evening.

The carriage stopped at the entrance to the cape, and Viscount Pearl sat in the carriage, constantly asking the butler to make sure that his attire was appropriate. He also asked the mayor what behaviors the night watchmen were afraid of when they saw visitors.

"The Night Watchman advised his patients not to consume alcohol or tobacco," the mayor recalled carefully. "As for anything else, I can't think of anything else. You've met him, too; he's truly a very tolerant and kind person."

Willen Pearl murmured "That's right, that's right", he tightened the collar of his windbreaker, lowered the brim of his hat, got off the carriage with his walking stick, and walked to the lighthouse.

He arrived very early, but there were already townspeople with small stools chatting and laughing outside the yard fence.

The people of Shita Town are accustomed to sitting at the lighthouse. Even if they don’t see a doctor, it’s fun to chat.

Seeing the lord accompanied by the mayor, everyone stood up and greeted them. Willen Pearl was quite willing to communicate with them; he needed to talk to someone right now.

A couple donated their child's bench for the lord's use, and Velen unknowingly sat with this group of smelly and dirty laborers. He tried to slow down his breathing so that the pungent smell could be covered by his perfume.

The lighthouse keeper had not yet returned, and Velen saw two seagulls standing on the top of the lighthouse, overlooking the people in the yard. He suddenly smiled knowingly, knowing who those spies were.

"Ga!" The seagulls flew up, and Velen followed their shadows and looked back. At the entrance of the cape, the night watchman was strolling towards them.

The crowd stood up in unison, carrying stools and mats. Lin Bo made his way through the crowd, smiling and greeting everyone.

He opened the low gate of the courtyard, crossed the front yard, and opened the lighthouse door.

The crowd seeking medical treatment poured into the courtyard and lined up to sit down again.

The waitress from the tavern and several other girls of the same age from Stone Tower Town came to watch the fun. They pretended to maintain order in the team, and even the sailors with the worst tempers obeyed them silently.

Viren Pearl walked slower and fell in the middle of the group.

"Hey, lord, do you want to cut in line?" the girl asked.

"No, no. Let's leave it like this, it's fine." Weiren was still nervous.

"We dare not make you wait in line." The townspeople in the front of the line quickly showed goodwill.

Jingle Bell--

The sound of an iron bell drifted out from behind the lighthouse door, followed by a slurred, crisp "Come in!"

"Who's talking?" the townspeople whispered curiously. "It sounds like a child."

"No, it's a bird. A bird that can learn human language." The knowledgeable lord explained, but no one seemed to believe it.

Viscount Pearl was the first to walk towards the lighthouse after all.

He looked back at the door. The warm evening sunlight was orange-red, and the waves outside the cape were silver and scale-like. Most of the townspeople in the courtyard were still talking about what the talking bird looked like, but many old people were staring at him intently, with no smiles on their faces, like a group of silent night owls.

The Viscount pushed the door open and walked in alone, with no one following him.

The light from the incandescent lamps in the room mixed with the twilight glow, and the air was bright and soft.

The night watchman sat behind the table, a green parrot perched on it, a small seagull perched on a wooden shelf against the wall, and three large seagulls stood on the window sills on either side. The aroma of wheat and frying sausages wafted from the kitchen, surrounded by the noise of waves, wind, and engines. A few bouquets of long-withered dried flowers were placed in glass bottles on the wall.

"Welcome. Please take a seat." The Viscount heard the man say.

The lighthouse keeper had a peaceful expression on his face, not at all surprised by his visit. It was just like the first time he met the night watchman. Although only a few days had passed, it felt like a long-awaited reunion.

Viren Pearl walked to the table and sat down, his eyes falling on the other person's palm. He immediately raised his hand to take off his round hat, revealing the holy mark on his forehead smeared with black ointment.

He spoke in a voice as gentle as a breeze, "I follow the priest's instructions and come to the lighthouse to meet my god."

Chapter 76 Professional Skill Upgrade

Willen Pearl joined the Tower Guard Order. This was his personal wish. As the current head of the Pearl family, no relatives or friends could dissuade him from this decision.

The news of his survival had been sent back to Hongdu by telegram to inform his family. He also wrote letters to his relatives and friends, detailing what had happened in the past few days, but omitted the incident of witnessing the miracle worker. He said that he was able to return because of the blessing of the gods.

In this way, the issue of territory inheritance will not cause any trouble.

Lin Bo chatted with him for a few words. Viscount Pearl was still very excited and could not calm down for a long time. He cried to him about his miserable past of drifting and wandering in the hurricane, and told him about the bitter and cold sea water, the pain of hunger, and the soreness and torture of injuries.

For a normal person, the shadow cast by such an experience would linger throughout their life. However, Wei Lun saw the pain as a test before witnessing a miracle. In the process of subjective retrospection, he unconsciously beautified the memory in order to offset the trauma.

Now when he talks about these things, in addition to complaining, he is also expressing his strength.

Lin Bo nodded, followed the topic, and praised him. Upon hearing this, Viscount Pearl's face suddenly showed an expression of infinite happiness.

"You should go now." The night watchman smiled. "If you don't leave, stay and see the doctor. How is your recovery?"

"How fortunate I am to be..." Viscount Pearl closed his eyes, "to be treated with such courtesy. My Lord God, will you condescend to treat me?"