Chapter 180 World Expo

Lin Bo was relatively idle throughout the day today, with few visitors and no disabled patients scheduled.

After finishing the early morning exercise, I walked out of the lighthouse to breathe the fresh air. On the steps in front of the door was a large bouquet of wild flowers of various colors, a bucket of freshly caught sea fish, and a bag of sweet coffee butter biscuits.

He used these wildflowers to replace the dried flowers that had long since withered on the first-floor ledge. He brought the fresh fish into the kitchen, cleaned it, and hung it out to dry in the courtyard. In the mornings, he retreated to the third floor of the lighthouse to refine the design of his cochlear implant, occasionally enjoying a couple of sweet and bitter coffee cookies.

Around noon, the women from Stone Tower Town brought food on time again. They prepared different dishes every day, using the excuse that they were preparing recipes for the food factory and wanted him, the night watchman, to try something new.

Lin Bo repeatedly thanked them for their work, and while enjoying the carefully prepared meals, he listened to them talk about how they tended the stove, carefully selected flour, ground icing sugar, and whipped butter with simple tools.

After lunch, they cleaned up all the cups and plates and took them away, saving him the trouble of washing them.

Back on the third floor, the communication crystal ball on the work desk had lit up with a faint light at some point, which was a sign that the magic eye was activated. Lin Bo lifted the cloth cover and happened to see a group of familiar faces.

Lin Bo was also quite surprised that Fungus Language Seagull was able to accurately find Willen Pearl and his group in such a big city.

From early morning, the magic-eyed seagulls soaring in the sky of Hongdu chased the crows to the north, defeated the army of crows in the upper city, and accepted their surrender.

By gathering various indigenous bird groups, the Magic Eye Seagull now has many eyes and ears.

It asked the flock of birds to search for humans with shiny bodies, and then find the prosthetic limb transplant recipients, and then discover the trace of Viren Pearl. The white birds still remembered this human they picked up at sea.

The Lighthouse Wizard thought that the meeting between the Mystic Eye Seagull and Viren Pearl was a coincidence.

He secretly praised the wonderful fate, chanted a spell, and shared the seagull's senses.

The carriage was moving, and there was silence in the carriage. Ever since Bai Niao boarded the carriage, the believers had been waiting for the miracle worker to give orders.

Viscount Pearl took out a pen and a notebook from his pocket and placed them respectfully in front of the seagull.

Lin Bo smiled. He could actually use a spell to create a magic mouth that could transmit sound, but he was more accustomed to using the Mantra to communicate by writing.

The pen flew up and wrote on the paper, "Where are you going?"

After reading it, Viscount Pearl whispered to the person he was visiting, the most important figure in the Royal Academy of Sciences, Hossob Benthoff, arguably the Windward Islands' best inventor, scientist, and naturalist. The whale oil generator was his creation many years ago.

"Interesting character. Trying to win over. Bringing seagulls into the restaurant."

"I'm afraid the Golden Oak Tavern doesn't allow animals in." Viscount Pearl explained the difficulty. "I'll find a way."

Lin Bo whispered the true name of the cloth and transformed the Magic Eye Seagull into a black tall hat.

Viscount Pearl watched the white bird's body shape change. He carefully picked up the hat that felt cold to the touch. Every detail was so realistic, except for the heavy weight that didn't look like a hat.

He put the magic hat on his head and felt his head feel heavy.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the tavern.

Bensoff walked into the hall promptly and chose a seat by the window. Seeing him, the waiter said directly to the kitchen: "Here comes the scientist. It's the same old thing."

This middle-aged scientist stared at the crowds on the street, his mind still immersed in his work.

The assistant beside him reminded him, "You have a meeting today."

"Push it away."

"It's right here. It's Viscount Willen Pearl."

Bensoff hesitated.

The assistant was a little nervous.

After a while, I heard him say, "Should I order one more dish?"

The bell hanging behind the tavern door rang, and a young nobleman in a tall hat walked into the hall with a group of simple country people with modified bodies. The guests dining there secretly observed this group. Many people recognized their identities and kept looking at the shining mechanical prosthetic hands.

The elderly man from Shita Town was not intimidated. He walked through the hall with his back straight, and the customers on both sides could hear the rustling sound of the mechanical transmission mechanism of his hands rubbing together, like a lively wild beast. "Mr. Bensov, it is an honor to meet you."

The two shook hands, and Viren lifted the tall hat with both hands and placed it carefully on the table. Bensoff suddenly said, "The hat is very heavy."

"What?" Viscount Pearl's train of thought was interrupted.

"Your neck was a little stiff, but it's much more flexible now. The hat creates obvious wrinkles on the tablecloth, which shows it's quite heavy." Bensov spoke quickly and straightforwardly.

"You are very perceptive. Perhaps that is the mark of a good scholar?"

Bensov remained silent, but looked towards the kitchen. He lowered his head to check his watch. "The food is a little slow today. What would you like to eat? The portion I ordered is only enough for me to eat."

"The rumors are true. You're a straightforward person. So, I won't say any more nonsense. Here are the cutting-edge medical products from the Arcane Mechanical Workshop."

Bensov's eyes lit up as he watched the residents of Stone Tower demonstrate the functions of their prosthetic hands. After getting permission, he held the prosthetic limb in his hands and carefully observed every joint and gap with a magnifying glass.

"The workmanship is exquisite. Extremely, extremely exquisite. Was it manually polished by a watchmaker? Hmm, where does the driving force come from? Why is it so delicate? These technologies... I've never seen them before. Why? Which country is it from?"

"Rather than asking which country it comes from, it's better to say that this is a craft given by God." The Viscount smiled subtly and reservedly.

"Nonsense. God is fake. Uh... I don't mean to hurt your religious feelings, but when it comes to practical matters, it's best not to say such stupid things. If you had done the experiment, you would understand me."

Bensov noticed that the faces of the people opposite him had darkened, and he unconsciously moved twice, pointing his toes outward.

"Don't worry. I respect ignorance. It won't stop us from working together."

Viren's words made Bensov frown, but then his brows relaxed.

"Mr. Bensoff, if I give you the complete design drawings for this prosthetic limb—not just the hand, but also the eyes and limbs—could you please attend the World Expo in two days to serve as the spokesperson for our Mysterious Mechanical Workshop and introduce this product?"

"I'm not good at public speaking. But, I'll try. When can I see the drawings?"

"On the day of the Expo," Viren Pearl and Bensov discussed the details of the transaction and then stood up to say goodbye. Just then, the meal was served from the kitchen. "Enjoy your meal, then."

Bensov reluctantly watched the people of Stone Tower leave. He lowered his head and absentmindedly took a sip of soup. Suddenly he complained, "It's cold. Why didn't you serve the food earlier?"

Two days later, at Hongdu Bell Square, the second Grand Expo held by the Kening Empire held its opening ceremony in the Steel Hall, showcasing the industrial achievements and local culture of various countries.

This expo invited 26 countries from around the world to participate, so the media early on dubbed it the "World Expo," which was actually just a gimmick. However, the attendees included many foreign tourists from far and wide, making it a truly international event.

Viren Pearl ran around and secured a small booth for the little-known Arcane Mechanical Workshop.

The night before, a group of seagulls flew over the sea from Shita Town to Hongdu, bringing Viscount Pearl a set of brand new mechanical prosthetic limbs and a stack of heavy design drawings.

Among the over 100,000 exhibits at the expo, the joint booth of Mystic Robotics and Blessing Pharmaceuticals featured only seven items: an artificial mechanical eyeball, a cochlear implant, mechanical limbs, metal neurons, a small battery, hemostatic gel, and mechanical design drawings.

Other items in the exhibition hall are new whale oil generators, coal-fired generators from the fertile continent, high-speed roller printing presses, huge harvesters and exquisitely designed cars, gorgeous luxury clothing, dazzling gems and silks, and a large number of novel daily necessities such as electric ovens, flush toilets, etc.

Despite facing so many potential competitors, the booths of Arcanum and Blessing still sparked discussion on the first day of the expo.

Bensoff's fame brought great popularity to the small booth, and the visitors attracted by the president of the Royal Academy of Sciences soon shifted their attention to the exhibits themselves.

The tens of thousands of parts of a mechanical prosthesis, arranged in a single piece, are enough to leave anyone speechless with the beauty of the craftsmanship. The groundbreaking energy storage device is enough to leave inventors scratching their heads. Doctors in Hongdu are so amazed by the miraculous effects of metal neurons and hemostatic gel that they're willing to cut themselves with scalpels to test the gel's effects.

Viscount Pearl, wearing a tall hat, stood in the center of the booth, bathed in the glare of the flashbulbs. Bensoff, standing nearby, seemed unhappy, muttering, "You were planning to release the drawings from the beginning. That's deceptive."

"Don't worry, Mr. Bensoff. If you crave more knowledge, we can satisfy you. We can make you the best inventor of this era."

"I already am."

"But you can go one step further and become even more talented than a genius." Viscount Pearl gently took off his tall hat and handed it to Bensoff. "Do you want to know the secret of these prosthetic limbs? Then please wear them. Miracles will be watching you."

(End of this chapter)

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