Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 169: Fame, Wealth, and Power, What Use Should They Have to Me?
Before the church doors opened, several captured peepers were restrained by their arms. A crowd of onlookers gathered nearby, noisily discussing and questioning them. The captured peepers took the opportunity to struggle and curse, but were then pinned to the ground.

The crowd became even more agitated when they saw such violent acts.

The seagulls on the roofs of Stone Tower Town looked indifferently at the noisy humans at the church door, flapping their wings, preening their feathers, and basking in the bright sunlight.

squeak-

The door opens.

The crowd fell silent for a moment and looked inside.

The elderly believers in the gathering were sitting upright on the benches, and the doctor from Stone Tower Town was checking the prosthetic function of the last patient with a disabled hand.

"Everyone, why are you making so much noise here?" The mayor walked to the front of the crowd and asked in a friendly manner.

"What are you doing in here? Why don't you let people watch and even arrest people?!" the peeper who was pinned to the ground shouted.

The mayor frowned. "Hmph! You thieves are deliberately trying to steal the cutting-edge technology of Enci Medical. Not only do we have the right to arrest you, we also have the right to bring you to court!"

He said loudly, "Everyone! Please listen carefully. The church is closed to the public because an operation is taking place here today. The world's first transplant of a prosthetic metal hand, developed by Mystic Mechanical Workshop and Blessing Pharmaceuticals, will be performed here!"

In this era, surgeries were not performed in special sterile rooms, but in public places such as theaters. They were performances in nature, so this reason was completely acceptable to everyone.

None of the tourists had heard of the two companies mentioned by the mayor, and the metal prosthetic hands reminded them of pirates' hook hands and wooden legs.

After hearing the explanation, the crowd looked quite confused and everyone was whispering.

Viren Pearl also walked outside to show his support. He claimed that as a local lord, he was invited to observe the operation. The result was amazing. He witnessed a groundbreaking medical operation that was enough to shock the entire empire and even the world.

"You are Viscount Pearl! The one who survived, Willen Pearl!" Someone recognized him.

"Yes, it's me. I'm honored to be remembered by you all. I once met His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire. Currently, Blessing Pharmaceutical Company and Mystical Mechanical Workshop are both new companies under my command. Everyone, have you ever seen disabled people, deeply troubled, deprived of dignity and decency? Now, this will no longer be a problem that troubles mankind!"

Viscount Pearl invited the crowd into the church and introduced the surgeon in charge, the lighthouse's night keeper.

Lin Bo, who had long since shed his wizard's image, smiled at the tourists. The crowd, who had been talking noisily, suddenly fell silent and stopped whispering, like long grass blown by the wind, becoming neat and tidy.

In silence, Lin Bo continued to test the performance of the prosthesis.

He held a piece of paper in his hand and asked the old worker sitting opposite him to hold the paper.

The brass-shelled index finger and thumb close together to hold the thin paper firmly. The prosthetic limb specially engraved with fingerprints can provide enough friction, so even such a thin object will not slip out of the hand easily.

Next, several patients with prosthetic limbs were asked to try throwing and catching iron balls, and the prosthetic hands responded nimbly and quickly.

The tourists exclaimed in amazement, and even the restrained peepers could not help but stare intently.

Viscount Pearl observed the reactions of others with satisfaction. Such skills were the secret of the saint's gift.

He already knew that the original purpose of establishing the pharmaceutical company and the mechanical workshop was to promote the popularization of prosthetic limbs, so that people with disabilities could regain their dignity and ability to work. This was a clear proof of the miracle's benevolence to the world.

"Everyone, you have all seen it." Viscount Pearl puffed out his chest and held his head high. "I will soon depart for Hongdu to present this invention, which will change global history, to the nobles of the empire, especially our Emperor."

"That's amazing." "Your Excellency, how much does it cost to install a prosthetic hand like this?" "Yes, in addition to the palm and fingers, do you also have a prosthetic leg?"

Viscount Pearl raised his hand to appease them, then looked at the peeping thieves, severely condemning the fact that they tried to steal technical secrets, and said that he would prosecute them for industrial espionage and put them in jail for several years.

His words were so stern that they frightened these idlers from commoner backgrounds so much that they turned pale and begged for mercy.

At this time, the old priest came forward to plead, saying that the operation was semi-public and these people just did not buy tickets. Moreover, the prosthesis was to benefit the public and would be known to the world sooner or later. There was no need to investigate the trouble caused by curiosity, so as not to let a crime tarnish the reputation of a good deed.

"Alright. Under the watchful eyes of the gods, on behalf of the Pearl family, Grace Pharmaceuticals, and Mystic Mechanical Workshop, I forgive your actions. But you must sign an agreement not to reveal anything you saw today. You don't want to break this agreement."

The crowd gave sporadic applause, which then grew into a roaring ovation.

The young noble couple stood in the excited and ignorant crowd, watching the confused peepers. They both knew what was truly protected in the church - the town's deepest secret, an existence beyond worldly knowledge.

They stared intently at the lighthouse keeper, who was surrounded by praises, until the night watchman in the crowd suddenly glanced sideways, looking back with eyes gleaming with strange light. Then, the young earl's son and the wealthy merchant's daughter lowered their heads in humility to show their obedience.

Lin Bo did not respond to the chattering crowd around him. The believers blocked the tourists for him. He was tightly surrounded and walked out of the church.
"Freeman." He called the only reporter in Stone Tower Town and asked him to publish the news that Stone Tower Town is popularizing prosthetic limbs in the newspaper. Lighthouse will provide free treatment for the disabled, but it needs to be divided into batches. The specific list of patients will be updated in the newspaper every day.

The reporter, beaming, had been tirelessly recording his observations of the surgery, the tourists' reactions, and so on; tomorrow's front-page headline was secured. Lin Bo wrote down the names and addresses of several patients with hand disabilities and handed them to the town mayor. This was today's list. "Tell them to come to the lighthouse."

The mayor hurried over with the slip of paper with the list on it.

Viren Pearl said goodbye to the night watchman in front of the church. In the next few days, he would be traveling to Hongdu with members of the order who had received prosthetic limbs. They would demonstrate the functional details of this epoch-making product to the world and promote the reputation of the pharmaceutical company and the mechanical workshop.

"Miracle, please bless your believers. I want your kindness to spread across the islands like a hurricane and rainstorm, shaking the entire civilized world." He whispered softly, and under the shelter of the human wall formed by believers, he knelt in front of Miracle, kissed the ground, and stood up again, his forehead and clothes covered with dust.

"Go, in my name, I wish you a safe journey and that this trip will be fruitful." Lin Bo gently stroked Viscount Pearl's forehead and chanted a spell. The wind of miracle blew away the dust and mud on his body, and infinitely inspiring courage and perseverance emerged in his heart.

The tourists only saw the townspeople's team pause for a while, and then the mayor and the viscount each took their people away. The team continued to move forward and only dispersed when they reached the entrance of the cape.

The armed militiamen were still guarding the night watchmen closely. Since the tourists were not driven away, they shamelessly followed them to the lighthouse.

Lin Bo had a lot of free time, so he transformed Iron One into a baboon and started ringing a bell. The Lighthouse Clinic opened today.

The tourists were all horrified when they saw the baboon, which provided the mage with a proficiency assessment of the mantra illusion.

Regardless of whether they are sick or not, as long as they feel unwell, these tourists will take the opportunity to chat with the mysterious doctor.

"Doctor, did you invent that prosthetic hand? I have a friend who also has a hand disability. How much would it cost to have one custom-made?"

"The price hasn't been finalized yet. But don't worry about your friend for now, you have health problems too." Lin Bo took his pulse and listed several physical ailments, which scared the originally carefree tourist so much that he broke out in cold sweat and quickly begged the doctor for help.

"With current medical technology, it's incurable. So, grab a few doses of medicine, cook it at home, and drink it. And get more exercise. Maybe that can help delay the onset of the disease."

Lin Bo tested his proficiency in endoscopic techniques on the tourists, walked to the medicine cabinet, prepared some mushroom herbs, and then signaled Iron Guard to ring the bell.

"Next person."

The lighthouse door opened, and militiamen came in to take away the lingering tourists. A young man and woman walked into the house, waited for the door to close, looked at each other, and carefully walked to the night watchman's table and sat down.

"Your Excellency, we sincerely apologize for our previous disrespectful behavior. Please forgive our mistakes."

"What did you seek when you left and returned?"

"You cured the Duke of Anche's illness. We would like to invite you to Jinbei City so that you don't have to deal with the poor in such a small place." The merchant's daughter mustered up the courage to propose. She promised an apartment, carriages and servants, fine clothes and delicious food, and painted a picture of the wealthy and luxurious life of the upper class.

"Wealth is to me like pebbles on the beach."

So the Earl's son promised to make the Night's Watch famous, so that they would become the object of everyone's flattery and the guests of honor of the aristocracy.

"Fame to me is like the leaves on a branch; it flourishes for a while and withers the next."

"But wealth and fame, that's power. Don't you need power?" they asked in unison.

"Power will pursue me like a fledgling seeking shelter."

The wizard gently told the two, "Kochen Ancher would only kiss the dirt in front of me. And you are so brave that you even thought of bribing me."

"We don't mean any disrespect! We just feel..."

"I think I need a partner. So you can use your family's resources as bargaining chips to purchase my services."

The room was brightly lit, the temperature was not low, and the administrator looked friendly, but these two people couldn't help but feel their backs tense and their fingers trembling slightly.

Lin Bo nodded at them reassuringly. "Yes, I need partners, but I don't need your wealth or status. If you want to help me, then go find the priest in the church and ask him for a job. With your higher education, what can you accomplish with your knowledge and vision?"

The two of them were breathing rapidly and sweating profusely, and they quickly nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you can leave. This shouldn't be the last time we meet."

Jingle Bell--

The iron bells rang.

The worker from Shita Town, covering his disabled hand, pushed the door open with a simple smile, brushed past the frightened young nobleman, apologized hurriedly, and then sat down opposite the night watchman and chatted happily.

(End of this chapter)