Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 133 Plasma Engine Implantation Surgery
Today, the number of visitors to the lighthouse is showing signs of recovery.

After all, a prominent figure had arrived in town, and the people desperately needed a hub for exchanging news and information. As the local hospital for Stone Pagoda Town, the Lighthouse had unwittingly assumed the role of a community communication center.

The gathering crowd provided Lin Bo with an opportunity to improve his Mantra Illusion proficiency. If nothing unexpected happened, his Illusion level would rise again before the cold wave moved south.

In addition to the luxury cars visiting the town that have caused heated discussion among the public, today is also the day when the inaugural issue of Stone Tower News is released.

Freeman, a professional journalist from Jinbei, founded the newspaper, which currently consists of only him and his wife.

They worked overtime for this new job, interviewing, writing, typesetting, and printing, putting in a lot of hard work. Even so, the first issue of the newspaper was only circulated in ten copies.

Lin Bo took the newspaper handed to him by the townspeople.

The front-page headline was an exclusive interview with the local lord, Viscount Willen Pearl, telling the story of his meeting with the emperor and the spread of delicious secret ingredients in Hongdu. The second-page headline was the strange story of birds sending messages at the construction ceremony of the first factory in Shita Town.

The remaining pages contain official news from the town hall and advertisements from shops in the old street.

At the end of the newspaper, the editor-in-chief wrote a paragraph about the publication, explaining that the newspaper's purpose is to provide the public with fresh, true, real-time and interesting local news, and to serve as a bridge of communication between the town hall and the public.

Shita Town was small and poor, and the local newspaper was a fledgling operation. The inaugural issue had issues like poor quality paper, inconsistent printing, and no photos. However, as this was the first public media outlet in a small town, it was a monumental event, so everyone was understanding and forgiving.

Most importantly, the newspapers were distributed free of charge, and several newspaper boy jobs were provided. The people of Shita Town naturally welcomed it warmly.

People have changed their views on Furman, the reporter who sneaked into the church in the middle of the night. Now when they meet him, they no longer call him "thief" but "big reporter" instead.

Lin Bo glanced at the contents of the newspaper briefly and then put it aside. His fingers were stained with ink and he chanted a spell softly. The breeze lingered around his fingertips, and the ink stains fell off and turned into dust.

Visitors discussed the issue, with some worrying that the newspaper wouldn't make any money and would go bankrupt within a few days. However, the reality was that the Stone Pagoda Town Newspaper was a non-profit project, funded by the Tower Guardian Order, and was purely a public institution.

"Night watchman, I heard that a rich man from the city wants to see you today?" The tavern waitress Ji Ling asked curiously.

"Correct."

"Is your medical skill so famous? Those people who went to the city to work must have spread the word. In the future, maybe there will be noble people coming to you for treatment every day." Ji Ling frowned, then smiled again.

"Are you worried that I will ignore you because I treat rich people?" Lin Bo looked around. Some people lowered their heads to show respect, while others just looked at him eagerly, like cats and dogs who knew they were about to be abandoned.

The night watchman smiled. "That sounds possible. If nobles like today's keep coming, the people in this town won't have many opportunities to see a doctor. They might even pay a huge price to buy the lighthouse, driving me out of town and forcing me to live as a doctor in Jinbei City."

He said it so lightly, but the visitors became more and more panicked as they listened, and even the members of the order could not help but look shocked.

"Alas, even if I don't want to, I will have to say goodbye to everyone. I may be sent to Hongdu in the future, and I don't know when I will meet you again." The night watchman continued to sigh in a tone that seemed both sad and happy.

The men grimaced, their teeth clenched, as if ashamed of their own incompetence, unable to offer money to keep the doctor. The women's eyes welled up, reluctant but at a loss. The children had vacant expressions and sobbed softly. The elderly simply stared at the lighthouse keeper in silence, like crows lingering over a withered tree.

The silence in the lighthouse spread to the yard, and none of the guests who visited today spoke.

Everyone gathered in front of the door, peering in. If gazes had substance, warmth, they would be like hundreds of cool chains wrapped around the night watchman's shoulders.

Lin Bo just laughed and said, "Why don't I make a deal with everyone."

Everyone perked up and nodded quickly.

"From now on, I'll publish some questions in the Stone Tower News every day. As long as someone can answer them correctly, I'll stay in Stone Tower. How's that?"

Everyone agreed, very straightforwardly, fearing the night watchman would change his mind.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the visitors left the headland with apprehension.

Many people can't sleep tonight. The elderly in the family frown and entrust their children with instructions. The lofty mission of keeping the night watchmen rests on their shoulders.

The young adults felt their parents simply obeyed the night watchman's orders. They scratched their heads, looked at their children who were still in school, and solemnly handed over the task of answering the questions to the new generation.

"We still have homework to do."

"Don't worry about the homework, answering the questions is the most important thing."

"We still have to wash dishes, cook, feed the chickens, and do odd jobs..."

"Don't worry about that for now, answering the questions is the most important thing!"

Some people didn't care after hearing it, saying, "Someone will definitely answer it anyway, so don't worry about it."

“What if the questions are difficult and no one can answer them?”

"This...I'm stupid anyway, how would I know?"

After sunset, Lin Bo began preparing the headlines for tomorrow's newspaper. They were just basic hygiene tips, but in this day and age, hygiene knowledge was still lacking.

According to visitors, doctors in Kimbe City would perform open surgeries on patients in public theaters, indicating that the medical community had not yet recognized the existence of microorganisms.

The lack of medical resources is a difficult problem to solve, so spreading some medical knowledge and enabling people to have the awareness and ability to heal themselves is a very affordable solution.

In addition to writing headlines, Lin Bo also plans to donate a laser printer to the newspaper. He has read today's newspaper, and the uneven printing depth makes for a poor reading experience. Furthermore, the low printing efficiency has led to a very low circulation.

To make it easier for a novice user to get started with electronic devices, the functions must be simple and easy to understand. No touch screen is needed, just three simple colored buttons labeled "Scan," "Print," and "Cancel."

Lin Bo couldn't make some complex components by hand, so he still found ready-made ones from scrap metal and modified them. Since he got into mechanical design, he also liked the scrap recycling business. Even seemingly damaged machines can actually be disassembled to produce many healthy parts.

It takes one hour and twenty minutes to manually rub a laser printer.

Next, he planned to slightly modify the enchanting engine designed by the Mad Dwarf to make it a power source for the printer. Coincidentally, Lin Bo had already planned to use the plasma engine for the Seagull's upgrade surgery.

[Garbage Picking Makes Me Happy] had already cracked the relevant technical documentation. Lin Bo had completely deciphered the power runes used in enchantments. Replicating the product was no problem at all.

The improvements he needs to make are to stabilize the input and output voltage and current, prevent short-circuit problems, and take insulation measures to improve safety.

The principle of the engine is to convert the absorbed electrical energy into liquid plasma through the power of runes, so as to achieve extremely high energy storage and release efficiency.

Lin Bo first made a copycat, discarding the original design and reducing it to a pure battery.

Gray steel is used to carry the power rune, and chips are used to control the input and output of energy. The outer shell is brushed with a thin layer of foam gel and then wrapped with rubber, providing double protection and full insulation.

This enchanted battery, which looks square in appearance and looks like a mobile phone battery, is fully capable of meeting the needs of printers.

Lin Bo chanted the spell softly and used the art of controlling life to carve runes on the gray steel electrical plate.

"(Mantra) The raging thunder and lightning are restrained here, transforming into flowing water."

This spell includes a binding spell and a transformation spell. The binding spell is an important part of many mantra spells, which can make the awakened power of all things stay for a long time and not easily disperse.

The lights on the second floor of the lighthouse flickered slightly until the wizard finished reciting the spell word by word, and then the lights returned to normal.

The peregrine falcon chick was quiet for a while, then began to chirp and beg for food again.

Lin Bo put the battery aside to charge.

The little king ignored the chicks and stared intently at the night watchman, quacking softly, "Good human, what are you doing?"

"(Magic words) Something that can make you more powerful." Lin Bo rubbed the gray steel in his palm.

The hard metal was like sticky rice in his hands, slowly kneading it into marble-sized iron balls. Although the internal cavity was small, the structure was clear.

He chanted the spell again, and runes of power appeared on the surface of the iron bead.

This is the original plasma engine designed by the crazy dwarf. Lin Bo modified some of the structures to ensure that it remains strong and reliable after being miniaturized, and also limited the engine's output power.

The little king came over excitedly, put his wings around the night watchman's arm, and rubbed his sleeve with his beak. "I want this!"

"(Magic words) Then you go first."

Lin Bo held down the little seagull, sensed the mycelium structure in its body, whispered the real name of the neuron, guided the illusion, and allowed the metal neurons to form a hollow cavity in the seagull's chest.

He then cut open the little king's abdomen and implanted the engine into the cavity.

The wound healed under the control of the wizard's words, and the mycelium in the little seagull's body squirmed, healing the minor scars.

A moment later, the little king stood on the socket, with the mycelium clusters of his legs connected to the wires.

"Energy, so much energy." The metal neurons channeled the current into the engine and stored it with extremely high efficiency.

The feathers on his body flickered with static electricity, crackling. The neurons beneath his skin activated electricity, emitting a faint white light that permeated his body like a running, fine river.

Although metal mycelium can also store electrical energy, it is not as efficient as an engine, and once overloaded, it will discharge excess energy through tip discharge.

With the enchanted engine as his second heart, the little king can keep his metal neurons in an excited state for a long time, and his reaction speed and strength are improved to a higher level.

Lin Bo also implanted engines into several modified seagulls guarding the top of the lighthouse.

"(Magic words) Do me a favor, Bird." The night watchman put the sorted questions, printer, and a page of instruction manual into the box, and then gently cast a spell on the box, making it weightless and float.

It's approaching midnight.

At the Stone Tower Town Newspaper Office, Forman and his wife had not yet rested.

"Honey, leave the typesetting to me. Go get some sleep, even just for two hours." The wife whispered.

"Wait a little longer." The reporter rubbed his forehead and walked to the window. "I'm waiting for news."

"who?"

"My God, my Lord, the miracle of Stone Tower."

"Do you still believe this legend?" the wife sighed sadly. "You are simply obsessed."

Freeman suddenly opened the window, letting the night wind rush into the room, making the manuscript paper rustle.

The wife held the paper in panic.

A group of white birds flew into the room carrying an iron box. Their bodies were extremely thin compared to the iron box, and it was hard to imagine how they could move it with their wings.

The flock of birds placed the iron box on the ground. The leading little seagull nodded to the reporter, as if saying hello, and then led the team through the window and disappeared among the stars in the night sky.

Freeman nodded his forehead, closed the window and opened the box.

"What is this?" The wife came closer in surprise and fear, looking at the laser printer in the box.

"It's not too late, dear, to believe in miracles now."

(End of this chapter)