Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

Lin Bo expressed his understanding of his flattered mentality.

After a while.

The green parrot yelled, "Next!"

Doors opened and closed, visitors came and went.

The lighthouse became lively. A circle of wooden benches were formed against the wall, where some burly men with needles stuck in their bodies sat. They surrounded the Viscount. Velen was at a loss as to what to do, but he didn't dare to move, fearing that the needles would prick him deeper. At this moment, everyone was like a hedgehog.

Every time a patient who needs surgery comes in, there will be a burst of screams that make people's faces turn pale.

But it was not the surgeon who was shouting, as they had drunk medicine to numb the nerves and did not feel much pain. Instead, it was the bystanders by the wall who were frightened and screaming. The Viscount also couldn't help but shout several times.

There was pus and blood in the bucket, gout stones in the plates, the air was noisy and uneasy, filled with the stench of medicine, blood and sweat, and the scene before me was a scene of chaos and disorder, which did not look like a holy place where miracles could be manifested.

Velen had a strange expression on his face, his gaze lingering on the night watchman for a long time. He breathed in the chaotic and bustling atmosphere of the place, and his tense back relaxed unconsciously.

The older the townspeople are, the more serious their illnesses tend to be, because they have no money and can endure until they can no longer endure, which is when they die. Such illnesses cannot be solved by a minor surgery at the table.

An old fisherman who came to see the doctor this time was a member of the Tower Guard Order. Lin Bo remembered him and donated a relic of the resonant to the church. The old fisherman whispered to the night watchman, "Miracle, please take away my pain."

Lin Bo felt the patient's pulse and sensed the internal and external structures of his body. He found stones, polyps, blood clots, deformed bones, tophi, and many other lesions of varying sizes. It could be said that the patient had a wide variety of diseases.

"Come with me." He stood up. This illness required the use of magical power.

The green parrot on the table suddenly shouted: "Outside, go home, go home."

It was not long before sunset, and the townspeople who had not waited in line were mentally prepared. However, they still felt curious when they heard the cry of the strange bird, and they all rushed to the door to look.

Viren Pearl was shirtless and had needles stuck in his body, and was seen by the women after the door was opened.

The night watchman removed the injections from the patients near the wall and informed them that they could leave on their own.

Lin Bo asked the family of the sick old man to wait in the yard for a while, and then took the patient to a small compartment on the first floor.

The green parrot on the table shouted "Go home" several times, and then began to sing to see the guests off.

The resounding voice of the female elf surged out from her tiny body, making even commoners who had never heard music in their lives have their hair stand on end.

The fading light of dusk stained the autumn sea red. The waves murmured in the wind, and the lighthouse was dyed like an orange-yellow copper pillar. A song from another time and space led a group of townspeople home, and everyone stood still.

Even if someone couldn't help talking, they would only whisper to their companions, and every word was full of exclamation.

Before seeing the green parrot with their own eyes and hearing its voice with their own ears, the townspeople waiting in the yard actually did not believe the Viscount's statement.

How could there be a bird that could speak human language? Everyone would rather believe that the calls of "Next" and "Come in" were shouted by the lighthouse keeper at the top of his lungs.

Now that they saw it, they immediately looked at the Viscount with admiration. The master from Hongdu was a real master, and his knowledge was indeed extraordinary.

But the confused expression on Viren's face was even more confused than that of the townspeople. He had seen parrots before, but he had never seen such a powerful parrot.

[Skill judgment successful, [True Word Illusion] basic proficiency +1]

[Exquisiteness coefficient × 1.0 (no work, no mistakes)]

【Health status coefficient × 1.6 (excellent)】

[Inspiration proficiency +1.2 (illusion of broadening horizons)]

Final calculation result: [Mantra Illusion] proficiency +2.8

Compared to an iron bell, a singing parrot can obviously arouse more interest among the masses.

Skill judgments take effect one after another, proficiency increases rapidly, and the barrier is about to be crossed.

There is a small compartment on the first floor that is specially arranged for surgery. The layout is very simple. Apart from an operating table, there is a wall cabinet for storing equipment. Most of the medical supplies were looted from the [Circus] copy and are now put to use.

After entering the compartment, the old fisherman knelt on the ground and chanted the name of the miracle.

Lin Bo patted his shoulder gently and motioned the patient to lie down on the bed. The next operation would be performed using the Mantra Control Technique.

He took out the Mage's Face and put it on, and prepared the necessary instruments and sutures. Suddenly, he paused and focused his attention on the player information panel.

True Word Illusion: Lv1 (1005.6/1000) Basic True Word, chant your true name and create an illusion out of thin air

The world is fleeting, seemingly unreal. —Proverbs

【Upgrade requirements met】

This was the first professional skill that met the upgrade conditions, like a mouthful of tempting honey, making him want to taste it immediately.

The old fisherman lying on the hospital bed didn't dare to move, just wondering why the miracle walker was in a trance.

Lin Bo withdrew his thoughts and focused on the operation at hand.

He drank a lot of whale oil potion today, and the cumulative side effects caused him to fall into a state of confusion, so on the way back to the lighthouse, he took the Ocean Blessing potion.

After all, we have to go to the [Sea Spirit Altar] every day, so this kind of potion is definitely indispensable, so don’t be stingy in using it.

The Ocean Blessing Potion cleansed his body and mind, leaving a long and refreshing aftertaste. He was now in great shape.

The three-eyed skull gently touched the old fisherman's forehead, and a hoarse noise floated out from under the mask, "(Expletive) Sleep, sleep, have sweet dreams."

The spell had the effect of a sleep spell, rendering the victim incapacitated and comatose. The old fisherman felt himself enveloped by the warm seawater, his eyes closing as he drifted off.

"(Mantra) I command that pain not befall you. Let your body be clean, and let the air of this place be clean."

Simple spells do not require complex and difficult grammar. Even if Lin Bo casually spits out a few words, the True Name Mage's spiritual power can still be activated, combined with his will to guide the spell power, and the spell will be naturally formed.

The old fisherman fell into a state of paralysis while sleeping, and the microorganisms on his body and in the air in the compartment were eliminated without a trace.

Now, he was about to begin the operation. He took an iron pill, sterilized it, and rolled it into a fine needle. He then inserted it into the patient's body, directly reaching the lesion.

The end of the fine needle is transformed into a small knife or claw, which can cut and grab with great flexibility, or vibrate at high frequency to break up stubborn stones.

Remove unnecessary pathological substances and reshape deformed organs, blood vessels and bones.

For lesions that cannot be naturally discharged from the body, a tiny incision is made on the body surface, and the lesions are quickly removed. The flesh and blood tissues on both sides of the incision are then contracted and meshed with each other, like tiny mortise and tenon structures.

He avoids using sutures as much as possible, allowing blood vessels to connect to blood vessels and nerves to connect to nerves, which ensures faster recovery and less chance of scarring after surgery.

The process of reshaping flesh, blood and bones strongly stimulates the nerves. If the old fisherman was awake, even a tough guy would scream loudly.

Fortunately, he fell asleep, but his sleep was not very peaceful. His paralyzed face was still twitching slightly.

The sun sets below sea level.

With the night watchman away, Iron One, hiding on the third floor, implemented the emergency plan and flipped the switch. The Fresnel lens illuminated, and the rotating mechanism automatically wound itself. The lighthouse was still working on time today.

Lin Bo walked out of the operating room carrying a bucket of dirty blood, prepared several sets of mushroom and herbal medicine, packed them up and handed them to the patient's family, and reminded them of the dietary taboos after the operation.

"Thank you for your hard work, night watchman." The old fisherman's daughter and her husband thanked him repeatedly and helped the patient, who had just woken up and had a confused expression, to his feet.

The woman asked, "Dad, how are you feeling?"

"It feels like a nightmare, but now, I feel comfortable. I just don't have the strength."

Lin Bo looked around the lighthouse and saw that Viscount Pearl had not left yet, so he asked with a smile if he could borrow his carriage to take the patient.

"Of course!" Weiren agreed readily.

The family was hesitant and excited, and the daughter and son-in-law were still hesitant to agree. The old fisherman looked at the stigmata on the viscount's forehead, pressed his own forehead in greeting, and said to the younger generation, "Let's go, we'll take a car."

The Viscount's steward and servant drove the carriage into the lighthouse yard. He did not come empty-handed, as the carriage contained food, wine, and old items found in the manor, ready to be presented to the night watchman.

Lin Bo picked out the items presented by the Viscount and did not find any remnant relics, so he asked him to take them back.

Viren Pearl was reluctant to leave.

"You are very different from what I imagined."

"Disappointed?" Lin Bo stood under the lighthouse. The warm light in the room covered his outline, and his face was hidden in the gentle shadows of the night, like an old friend seeing someone off at the door.

"No, not at all. I was just surprised, and a hundred times happier than before."

"You get along well with everyone in town." The Night's Watch praised the lord's approachability, which was extremely rare for a noble.

"They live a different kind of life that I couldn't see before, but now I have converted to the old man. They and I are brothers in the faith. I hope to do whatever I can to make the order more prosperous, no matter what I have."

"You can come to the lighthouse often." Lin Bo raised his hand and waved goodbye. "Well, goodbye, Pearl."

Viren Pearl pursed his lips and said softly, "Praise the miracle, my Lord God. May your grace spread across every inch of the archipelago."

He turned and stepped into the carriage. The butler and the coachman both took off their hats and bowed their heads in salute to the night watchman.

The two draft horses grumbled in a low voice: "We are hungry. Oh, the whip is terrible." Then they turned the carriage around quickly and rushed towards the night beyond the cape, carrying the viscount and the old fisherman's family.

Chapter 77: Level Illusion, New Professional Skills

The nights are long, and this is the lighthouse keeper's study time.

Lin Bo picked some perishable fruits and vegetables from the food sent by the townspeople as his first midnight snack.

After the hurricane, most of the crops grown by farmers themselves were not spared. These were basically harvested urgently before the hurricane. At this time when logistics in the archipelago have not yet fully recovered, they are gifts worth cherishing.

He brought the wooden bowl of fruits and vegetables to the desk on the second floor.

Then open the player information panel of the comprehensive network.

True Word Illusion: Lv1 (1005.6/1000) Basic True Word, chant your true name and create an illusion out of thin air

The world is fleeting, seemingly unreal. —Proverbs

"upgrade."

Lin Bo was worried that the skill upgrade would affect the surgical state, so he delayed it until now. Now he is completely calm.

Ding--

True Word Illusion: Lv2 (5.6/3000) Basic True Word, conceals the true name of an object and changes its appearance

The appearance is the same, but the heart is different; the name is not the same. - Proverbs

The light emitted by the real name rune in my mind suddenly became brighter.

Lin Bo felt a light coming on under his skull. The light was neither hot nor cold. It was like a thin veil that penetrated the gaps between the meninges and bones, running in every direction, filling the rooms on the second floor, passing through the walls of the lighthouse, spreading over the cape, covering the ocean, and spreading to the infinite distance.

In his purely subjective experience, everything in the universe is covered with an invisible and colorless veil, and its shapes and outlines are dissolved in the veil. It seems that the appearance of things can be changed by simply fiddling with the veil.

Lin Bo knew clearly that what had really changed was not the world, but his perspective on the universe.

The True Name Mage sees the physical form of things as the skin of their names. When the True Name is masked by the False Name, the skin changes accordingly. Now, he can call a horse a zebra.

The night watchman picked up his midnight snack, a small apple, and whispered his real name.

"(True Word) White Wolf."