Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

After a moment, he came out of his meditative state, whispered the true name of the Shen Shui Mu, and reshaped its form.

Make a piece of hollow wood, like a square box, add a few short pillars at both ends, tie the algae silk thread to the short pillars, and tighten it to make a simple guitar string.

This is not a musical instrument, but a testing tool.

Gently plucking the strings, the sunken wood emits a heavy humming sound, which indeed suppresses the confession of the algae silk thread.

Lin Bo doesn't know how to play the piano. He just needs to listen to the whispering of the piano body and strings. No matter whether it is the sunken wood or the algae silk thread, they don't understand music. They all tell stories about the depths of the ocean.

Handing the box guitar to Iron Guard, Lin Bo gestured for it to pluck.

The robot took the test tool, placed the box horizontally on the ground, bent its legs and squatted, plucking the algae silk thread with its fingers, making a monotonous sound.

Lin Bo began to meditate, listening to the suppressed sound of the algae thread and feeling its true name about to come out.

Titan's plucking was very mechanical. After a minute, its deep learning program began to take effect. It broke through the fixed syllables and began to pluck more strings, trying to press the strings and adjust the wavelength of the strings' oscillation.

The monotonous sound began to change, some rhythms appeared vaguely, and then became clearer and clearer, approaching a specific tune. This was the only song that had ever been heard in the lighthouse.

After a moment, Lin Bo opened his eyes and silently watched Iron Guard's steel fingers deftly flexing and stretching on the strings.

It doesn't play well because it's not a proper instrument.

After finishing a song, Tieweiyi stopped and turned the camera towards Lin Bo, waiting for his instructions.

Lin Bo shook his head and said nothing, and the robot got up and left.

He reached out and tapped the guitar lightly with his fingertips, listening to the wood whispering a story, not about how it had been soaked in the sea, but about how a pair of cold fingers had just touched it, bringing an elegant and orderly vibration.

Neither Algae Thread nor Sinking Wood understands music, but the performance of Iron Guard remains in their long narratives as a form of historical memory.

A moment ago, they were just a combination of silk and wood, but now, they have become real musical instruments.

He plucked the strings again, and there were three sounds in his ears at the same time: the sound of the piano, the murmur of the instrument in Gudorei, and the murmur of the Animist language of the algae silk cloth and the sunken wood.

An instrument is only an instrument when it is played. Its name appears only when the music flows. Music is the life of the instrument.

Lin Bo nodded in understanding and then put down the testing tool.

He still can't play the piano.

After going around in circles, I finally know the name of the algae silk.

He touched a piece of algae silk cloth and chanted his true name. The algae silk fibers woven into the cloth were pulled away like ice melting into water, and soon scattered into silk threads on the ground.

Then, she threaded the needle and embroidered the enchanted runes onto the intact fabric. Finally, she used ordinary bright yellow silk thread to embroider the bold slogan: Safety First.

The runes embroidered on seaweed silk are perfectly integrated into the base color of the fabric. If you don't observe and touch it carefully, you can hardly see the line of spells.

A pop-up prompt appears on the ZJNet website.

[The craftsmanship passed, and the props were successfully produced]

[Please name the item and choose whether to leave a message]

Encouragement Banner (Blue)

Type: Handicraft product/Enchantment product

Weight: 0.1 kg

Item Effect: Six times a day, releases [Xuanhe Aura] upon touch

Description: A player-made buff item with the slogan "Safety First."

Lin Bo carefully collected the fruits of his labor.

The night passed.

Early in the morning, at daybreak, a crowd of people gathered at the dock of Shita Town to attend the groundbreaking ceremony.

The night watchman, wearing a white sweater, also joined the crowd.

A group of young and strong men from the construction team stood in front of everyone to be inspected, with expressions of genuine joy on their faces.

The old priest recited the scriptures of the five gods, the craftsmen, and prayed for the protection of miracles.

The sun jumps on the horizon.

A flock of seagulls flew over from the coastal lighthouse, clutching a water-blue flag, flew over the sea and the crowd, and landed on the ceremony table.

"Miracle favors us!" the old priest shouted.

Chapter 120: Holy Relic, Upgrade

The groundbreaking ceremony for the Weixiangmei Food Factory in Shita Town was held very early.

This is to avoid delaying work time. The commuting distance from Shita Town to Jinbei City is not short, and people who fisher at night also return to the port around this time.

Most of the adults and teenagers in the town had come, and some children who loved to join in the fun had begged their parents and siblings to give them a ride, and were now jumping around excitedly in the crowd.

The gifts prepared by each household are mostly cooked food, which are placed on the long table at the celebration site. After the ceremony, people will share it and enjoy it as breakfast.

As sunrise approaches, to the east, a white wave flows out from the horizon, washing away the deep purple night sky. To the west, the sky at the sea level is still immersed in the darkness of twinkling stars.

The people participating in the celebration held oil lamps, and they looked like clusters of fireflies on the gradually brightening earth.

The boys, feeling free, weaved through the crowd, playing and chasing each other. The adults were like silent dark clouds, their lanterns like resting stars, providing them with both hiding and illumination.

The old priest stood on the wasteland, holding the scripture and facing the crowd. The servants behind him followed in the chanting, while they glanced up at the children of their own age playing in the crowd.

Lin Bo arrived a little later, carrying a basket in his hand. He took out the breakfast made by Iron One and placed it on the long table. Then he stood at the edge of the crowd and watched the celebration quietly.

"Night watchman, you come so early, who is keeping the light for you?" The young girl came over and asked curiously.

"Baboon." Lin Bo replied.

"Oh, yes, the big animal."

The women who were watching admired Limbaugh's new sweater, and occasionally changed his look to attract more and more attention. He finally stopped wearing the same windbreaker all day, as if it were welded to his body.

When the shadows of dawn and dusk cover the sky and the world becomes dim, it is exactly the moment when the lighthouse goes out.

The lighthouse went out, and a flock of birds took flight, flapping their wings and rushing towards us.

The old priest called out to the miracle worker to bless the project in Stone Tower Town. People followed his lead, bowed their heads and murmured prayers. The children who were running around were stopped and lowered their heads to join in the prayer.

Lin Bo looked up at the sky alone. He heard the people around him whispering expectantly, wondering if the miracle walker would show up.

At this time, there was silence all around, the wind was calm, the waves were gentle, and the only sound in the atmosphere was the priest's old cry.

A flock of seagulls flew over the crowd, and the sound of falling white feathers and flapping wings startled the praying team.

So they looked up and saw two seagulls holding a water-blue flag. The fluttering cloth was like a piece of sky at noon. Dozens of seagulls followed and escorted them, like a piece of bright white cloud.

The old priest raised his arms high, extending his hands to greet them. A seagull flew over his head, and the aquamarine flag fell into his hands.

Lin Bo stood in the noisy crowd, feeling their passionate restlessness and tense silence.

"A miracle has been bestowed upon me!" The old priest's face glowed with satisfaction and the bright morning light, his eyes sparkling. "The Saint who protects us has given us instructions."

There was a small cheer from the crowd.

The old priest unfolded the cloth and chanted loudly: "Safety first!"

An invisible breeze blew out from the banner, transforming into an aura that enveloped the old priest and several servants. They all felt strength surging in their limbs, a surge of excitement in their heads, and their high spirits made them unconsciously straighten their chests.

Members of the Tower Guard Order walked through the crowd, kneeling and praying before the banner, and more townspeople were inspired to kneel down and pray, or bow their heads. Young people intertwined their fingers and placed them under their chins in prayer.

The eyes of the people of Shita Town were all focused on this aqua-blue cloth. On this morning, they witnessed a vision and had no doubt that it was a miracle.

After the prayer ceremony, the aqua blue banner was hung on two wooden poles, erected in the wilderness of dense dead grass, fluttering in the wind.

The crowd moved to the long table and began to share the food.

Lin Bo brought a porcelain plate, took out bread, roasted vegetables and a small bowl of meat sauce, and like everyone else, found an open space, shook off the dew on the dry grass, and sat down cross-legged to eat.

Around him, many townspeople gathered unnoticed: the mayor, officials, old sailors and fishermen, night watchmen, teachers, reporters. They spread out cautiously in a circle, sidling toward the lighthouse keeper, and ate in silence.

The sky grew brighter, and the whale oil lamps went out. The wind blew away the stench of burning smoke, and the aroma of food rose. The children began to play again. The young and middle-aged men of the construction team gathered under the banner, their faces full of energy, and they were eating with great enthusiasm.

Soon, the laborers gathered their utensils, said their goodbyes, and set off on the dirt road to Kimbe. The night fishermen yawned and shuffled home. The children, so energetic just a moment ago, were now too sleepy to open their eyes. The crowd gradually thinned.

The construction team picked up their shovels and began digging. Someone started singing a boat song as a chant.

The reporter recorded the scene before him, preparing to use it as the front-page headline of the first issue of the local newspaper in Shita Town.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the warmth is getting stronger and stronger.

The women cleared away the leftovers, put the cups and plates in order, and carried the long table back to the church.

Before leaving, everyone couldn't help but walk under the banner and look up to see what this divine gift looked like. The aquamarine algae silk cloth was so bright and gorgeous, and the needlework slogan was simple and neat. Women who are proficient in embroidery commented that the stitches were so fine that they seemed to have been made with thousands of stitches.

Lin Bo had already returned to the lighthouse. Red rusty loam was being calcined in the furnace in the alchemy room. He continued construction and arranged ventilation systems and water purification facilities.

From then on, every morning, the old priest would leave the church, holding an encouraging banner, and go to the construction site at the dock. He would hang the banner and let the workers bask in the majestic aura. In the evening, he would fold the banner and take it back to the church for safekeeping.

Stone Tower Town was a constant stream of outsiders, who had heard from the drunkards in the tavern that there was a God-given cloth in the town, so they went to the food factory to take a look, marveling at the gorgeous aqua-blue fabric.

From morning till night, there were young and strong members of the order guarding the banners and not allowing outsiders to touch the wooden pole on which the flags were hung.

They were even more wary of outsiders. When they saw them coming from afar, they would hold down the swords at their waists and be on high alert. No matter what excuse they used, as long as they got close, they would immediately draw their swords and point them at them, scaring them away cursing.

The people of Stone Tower would come to view the banner whenever they had time, praying to the holy gift and proudly declaring it to be the most precious treasure of their hometown and proof that they were blessed by a miracle.

Wednesday.

[The conditions for clearing the instance have been met, and rewards are being calculated.]

[Rewards for this dungeon: 450 Disaster Coins, 4200 General Experience, 30 Purified Flesh (Gray), 5 Ocean Healing Bandages (White), Blue Detoxification Incense Burner, Purple Tide Guardian Horn]

[The time and space changes in the copy have been eliminated]

[You get a special reward: Affix Treasure Chest - [Bloody] Ocean Gift]

The teammates sat down on the beach to relax. Lin Bo landed on the ground and put away the whale breath lantern.

He took a look at the player panel on the Zongwang.

Occupation: True Name Mage Lv5 (65205/61500)

I finally accumulated enough experience points. It was slower than expected, because most of the affixes I got were not very difficult, and the reward multipliers were only 2 or 3. This is a good thing, at least I can clear the level safely.

In the team chat, the cat priest said goodbye, saying she had found a higher-level reverberation relic. Even though they were reluctant, they had to move on.

What surprised Lin Bo the most was the Paladin, who also said he didn't have the energy to run maps anymore. He had some wars to deal with in the real world. The overthrown food company had returned with a group of colonial invaders, and the White Knight would lead his army to meet them.