Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 172 The Beginning of Cultivation

After becoming basically familiar with the effectiveness of the Level 2 Student Control Technique, Lin Bo took out the invitation letter from his backpack and started today's map-running work.

The environment of [Sea Spirit Altar] is rather bloody and dirty, and there are not many places where one can read peacefully. After defeating the leader monster, it stopped raining. Lin Bo found an open space on the coast, spread out the time and space paper box, took out the tables, chairs, and book boxes, and lit the desk lamp.

The reason why I didn't go to the village temple was because there were too many corpses there. Every stone brick was soaked in blood. Even if I lit the incense burner, it still smelled bad, which really affected my thinking.

The teammates who were still celebrating their victory found that the mage was studying late into the night. They were immediately confused and sent a series of question marks in the channel.

Lin Bo didn't read the chat message, so he didn't reply. He stayed in the dungeon, and his teammates also froze in place, staring at each other in bewilderment.

[Sacred Blade]: No, no, I feel like if I leave like this, I will definitely regret it and feel anxious.
[I am weak]: I want to go home, but there is a voice inside saying, "What right do you have to be lazy and rest?"

After finishing the map, the players who haven't rested yet are all exhausted. They watch the teleportation vortex emit an enchanting glow, like a warm quilt in winter, and then look at the mage who is reading a book under the lonely lamp on the coast.

Some of them gritted their teeth and found a corner to practice their skills. The rest sighed, resisting the temptation to teleport home, and either began meditating to recover their energy or practicing combat skills with their teammates.

They waited until the dungeon time was almost over and the mage had packed up the tables and chairs before they entered the teleportation tunnel. Then, they did it again, using up their two challenge opportunities.

After their intense run, the teammates had to stay in the dungeon to study, train, and continue to strain their energy. Even with potions and meditation to restore their stamina, they were still dizzy and exhausted. Though their expressions were a little resentful, their spirits were high.

[Healing of the Heart]: I am usually alone at home and I can’t help but be lazy. I feel that training is more efficient when I am with others.
[Backstabbed]: Really, as soon as I get back home I just want to lie down and play games. It's too comfortable.
[Fist Bone Iron]: No wonder veteran players like to gather in those permanent dungeons, where they can motivate each other and keep improving.
Many teammates felt the same way. Some already diligent players quickly became addicted to the heavier training tasks.

Lin Bo continued to run the [Distant Star Botanical Garden] copy.

I was unlucky today, the affix I got only gave me 3 times the benefit, and the difficulty didn't increase much.

Advance steadily all the way to the central control tower.

Facing the menacing final boss monster, the Lost Treekeeper, Lin Bo whispered the Gu'dorei language and spoke its true name.

"(Mantra) Camouflage Vines."

The cursed power was projected, and the running Lost Tree Dweller suddenly froze in place, then his feet left the ground and flew into the air.

It can still think, because this true name is the name of a species, not the true name of the lost tree as an individual, so the cursed power encompasses the body and vitality, but does not interfere with its thinking and will.

The vast majority of creatures do not have their own true names in magical language, only common names in mortal language.

For a True Name Mage, simply mastering the true name of a species allows him to control that type of creature, whether it is a plant, an animal, or of course, all humanoid races.

If a living being has its own unique True Name, then calling it by the species name will be ineffective. This individual True Name encompasses everything about its body and mind.

Once a True Name Mage knows an individual's True Name, then the body, soul, thoughts, and memories will all be subject to the mage's words.

The Lost Treebeast has no true name; its common name is "Yami." Mortal names don't hold power, so Lin Bo can only call it by its species' true name.

Even so, facing the mage's words, the Lost Tree was powerless to resist. It tried to struggle, but even with the rage burning in its chest, it couldn't move a finger, and the emerald vines in its body were out of control.

[Comprehensive Network Tip: The enemy (the final experimental subject - the perfect lost tree - Xinya) conducted a perception check and failed! The enemy is in a controlled state.]

Compared to the last time they witnessed the boss monster being tied up into a silkworm cocoon, this time they saw the mage forcibly controlling it out of thin air, and the teammates' expressions became even more confused.

[Astrology Fan]: Is this "monster immobilization" or "human-like immobilization"?
[Knowing Clock]: Humanoid immobilization is ineffective against the Lost Tree, as it has completely transformed from a human into a plant. As for monster immobilization, that is a fifth-ring magic web spell. Our Master, probably isn't a magic web caster.

[Gun Bullet]: I don’t understand, but as long as we can win, that’s fine, right?

Lin Bo came to the leader monster, turned off the voiceprint eraser on the mask, and whispered: "Yami, I'm here to see you off."

The flickering eyes behind the Lost Tree Man's eyes dimmed and became calm.

Afterwards, it burned in the flames, its eyes ferocious because of the pain, but it finally returned to peace. The flames rose from the soles of its feet, engulfing its head bit by bit. The burnt charcoal ashes fell down, and the remains of its body remained suspended until it was completely reduced to ashes.

The most difficult boss battle in this dungeon was now a piece of cake for Lin Bo. Just like the elite monsters in the [Machinery Factory], they were no longer a threat at all.

Unless they get some high-risk affixes that cause the leader's life form to undergo a drastic change and no longer be the original species.

[Rewards for this instance: 600 Disaster Coins, 8100 General Experience, Sepak Takraw Ammunition Magazine (Gray), 7 High-Function Hemostatic Gel (White), "Injustice" Grenade Launcher (Blue), Deep Mutation Breastplate (Purple)]

[The temporal anomaly in the instance has been resolved.] [You have received a special reward: Affix Chest - [Rampaging] Company Year-End Bonus]

Lin Bo took a look at the rewards he had received. The level penalty was still so severe. If he maintained this experience gaining speed, it would take at least two months to level up. If he was lucky and frequently got high-multiplier affixes, it would still take about twenty days.

He is ready to practice patiently and step by step.

After staying in the copy for a certain time, Lin Bo returned to the lighthouse.

At night, while working in the underground workshop and the East Cliff Grottoes, he transformed into a peregrine falcon and flew back and forth between the lighthouse and the grottoes, a very fast speed that allowed him to brush up on his proficiency in this occupational skill.

With more free time to build the MSG production workshop, the progress was extremely fast. We were busy from midnight to dawn. All the equipment was arranged and the trial operation could begin.

Lin Bo turned on the power switch, and the equipment emitted a bright prompt sound after it was powered on, and the conveyor belt began to idle at low speed.

To achieve full automation, modified mechanical guards are needed. Even though these robots have artificial intelligence deep learning capabilities, they are still relatively clumsy.

Lin Bo asked the seagulls to pick mushrooms and put them into the baskets, and asked the robots to move the baskets to the assembly line. The production equipment would then carry out cleaning, transportation, extraction, drying and filling.

Some robotic guards monitor the equipment's health and halt the production line if an error occurs. Another group refills the filling machines with glass containers. Finally, a few robots transport the products to the warehouse.

After debugging, the workshop officially started operation. Lin Bo re-debugged the faulty links until the robot, seagull and equipment were perfectly coordinated.

As long as the mushroom garden is supplemented with enough whale raw materials, it can continuously produce mushroom MSG that is more valuable than gold. The whole process is precise and accurate, and the only problem is that seagulls will steal the mushrooms.

Lin Bo smiled and nodded the heads of these greedy birds.

Letting seagulls pick mushrooms is just a temporary solution. These birds don't understand humans' calculations about gains and losses. They like these mushrooms full of magical substances, so they will eat two and stop when they are full.

The mechanical guards cannot accurately distinguish between magic mushrooms and ordinary mushrooms, so when it comes to picking them, we still have to rely on these agile seagulls.

The mushroom MSG produced must also be classified and sent to Shita Town by Haiou.

The food factory has not been built yet, but a MSG distribution point has opened in the old street. It was converted from a shop of a monastic merchant and specializes in selling expensive extra MSG and umami sauce.

As for the ordinary MSG that has been purified for the second time, it will first be processed into cans in the food factory and then put on the market.

That morning, Hongdu's financial backers sent their men to Shita Town to inquire about the production of the delicious powder. They at least wanted to see the finished product. If Viren Pearl was a shameless liar, he would be met with the wrath of the empire's upper echelons.

When these employees shouldering important responsibilities showed up in Shita Town, dressed in Hongdu fashion that didn't fit in with the local scene, the townspeople knew they were another group of troublemakers.

"Are you looking for the Lord? He's not here." The stopped passerby grinned, "He went to Hongdu. Oh, you are from Hongdu."

The people of Hongdu found out about the MSG store in the old street and rushed over in a rage, but they saw that the sign at the door was brand new, but the shelves in the store were completely empty.

The sound of banging on the table and sharp shouting and cursing rang out one after another.

The merchants from the monastery had not expected that the people from Hongdu would come so early, and they hurried to appease them.

"Don't worry, the delivery date hasn't arrived yet. Please wait for two more days."

"Great! With so many orders, where is your warehouse? Where are the goods? You have to let us see them with our own eyes, right?"

Dozens of angry Hongdu people surrounded the counter, circling and shouting in the open space like chickens and ducks. The poor shop owner smiled apologetically, sweating profusely, his face pale, and muttered in a low voice, praying for a miracle.

At this moment, a group of seagulls flew in from the sky outside the house, dropped an iron box on the counter, and then turned and flew away.

With a bang, the store fell silent.

The crowd was a little confused.

The shop owner's face flushed red. He opened the lid of the box, revealing a row of small glass jars. The pure MSG, as crystal clear as gem powder, shone in the jars. The wisps of aroma that emanated from it had already hooked the mouths of people inside and outside the store, leaving them speechless and staring at the iron box.

"Hey, customers, the goods are here. Do you want to check them?"

(End of this chapter)