Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 251: Instance Harvest
The wax figure, lying on the ground, struggled violently. The tightly bound mercury began to cut into its skin and muscles, while its body became completely waxy, without a single drop of blood flowing out.

The halfling stared at the man's stiff, wooden smile and felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly glanced at the mage and noticed that Lin Bo was standing silently, one hand on his mechanical construct, seemingly lost in thought. So she didn't dare to disturb him and silently took out a piece of rope from her backpack and tied the wax figure up tightly.

She noticed the wax figure was about to roar, and fearing it might disturb the mage, she quickly shoved her fist into the wax figure's mouth and jabbed her fingers into its throat, effectively silencing the impending battle cry.

[Frost Soup Stew Pot] whispered, "[Tree Eagle] Don't worry, a super powerful player has come to the dungeon channel. He will definitely have a way to rescue you."

Even though the human ranger nicknamed [Tree Eagle] had been corrupted by the dungeon and turned into a wax figure, when she violently ripped out his throat, his eyes still rolled back and his soul seemed to leave his body.

"Don't scream, I'll let go right now. Ah, let go!" The halfling suddenly covered his mouth to stifle his scream, his eyes brimming with tears of pain.

The wax figure, as if possessed by a hyena, grabbed her fist and tore at it from side to side. [Frosty Soup Stew Pot] was so anxious that she forcefully ripped his throat, grabbed the huge iron book that had fallen to the side, and smashed it down on the wax figure's jaw.

With a loud bang, the wax figure was struck, its mouth and eyes were crooked, and its upper and lower teeth were misaligned and unable to bite.

The half-human was hissing in pain, her wrists were being gnawed raw. She frantically tried to get medicine to treat herself, but couldn't pull out the plug with one hand. She tried to bite it open with her teeth, but she used too much force and fell backward onto her butt.

Although Lin Bo had his back to the [Frost Soup Stew Pot], he could still see the surrounding scenery clearly. On the screen of the Mage's Appearance, the intelligent life form "Crown of the Stars" highlighted the outline of the halfling's body and marked it with a string of (laughing) emoticons.

"Let me do it." The mage turned and stepped forward, pressing on his teammate's wrist wound. He softly recited the true names of flesh and skin, and in no time he carefully closed the wound, applied some ointment, and it immediately healed.

"Thank you!" The halfling bowed his head and hunched his shoulders.

Lin Bo was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked [Frost Stew Pot]: "How did you get trapped in the dungeon back then?"

"Uh, when I was fighting the lion at the entrance of the library, I accidentally triggered a surge of wild magic, which suddenly transformed me into a lamb, and then I was killed." The halfling's voice grew softer and softer, not daring to look up at his incomparably powerful teammate.

She stared at her toes, which were grinding against the ground, while her ten fingers twisted together in a fighting motion.

“Wild warlocks must contend with the chaotic and disordered magical forces of their entire lives,” Lin Bo said. “The ultimate goal of this path is to govern chaos with reason, which requires complete self-confidence.”

"..." The halfling remained silent.

“Confidence is charm, and it is also the source of willpower.” He changed the subject, his tone comforting, “I am very grateful for your respect, but please don’t be timid because of it. If I feel disturbed, I will walk away on my own.”

"Yes, yes! I understand!" The halfling straightened his chest like a rice stalk that had drunk its fill of water, his eyes sparkling.

Then she went all out and quickly wrapped the wax figure into a mummy, leaving only its nostrils exposed.

“Now Mr. [Tree Eagle] won’t bother you while you’re doing your business.”

"Thank you."

While expressing his gratitude, Lin Bo removed two components from the construct. One was a battery in the chest cavity, like a heart, responsible for powering the entire mechanical structure; the other was a coffin in the skull, like a brain, serving as the magical energy hub that houses the living spirit.

Constructs are products of magical engineering. Their structure is even simpler than the prosthetic limbs of alchemical beasts. They consist of only bones and flesh without neurons. Normally, they should be a lump of dead flesh that cannot move at all.

But what truly controls the operation of the mechanism are the living creatures, which are like a nervous system parasitizing the metal, capable of precisely manipulating tiny gears, transmission rods, and hinges.

In fact, the power of the living beings themselves can drive the machinery, so even if the battery is broken, they can still move for a period of time, although doing so consumes a lot of magic. Dumb creatures like the animated armor can only hibernate and play dead normally. The living beings residing within constructs, however, can be active for extended periods.

Lin Bo was quite envious of the living spirit's meticulous control over its body.

He has been trying to directly control the muscle relaxation and contraction through mantra manipulation.

However, the human body has a complex muscle structure, and even seemingly simple movements require the coordination of many muscles. Even now, having mastered the Cobra technique and being able to multitask, one still cannot achieve perfect control.

The benefits of using manipulation techniques to control muscles are obvious: not only can one unleash maximum power, but one is also unaffected by the speed of nerve conduction, making movements as swift as lightning. He secretly thought that he would probably need to forge his spirit god before he could achieve a more refined level of control over his body.

Lin Bo held the disassembled coffin in his hands and carefully caressed it.

This fist-sized metal sphere contains many intricate diode structures. Magic energy is stored in the core alchemical crystal. By stimulating a light source, the diodes are lit, and like nerve signals being transmitted segment by segment, simple logical operations can be performed.

It's basically a computer.

Lin Bo once comprehended a fragment of a scroll, experiencing the characteristics of "mechanical intelligence" in advance, and transformed a part of his mental structure into an intelligent life form, thereby gaining groundbreaking computing power.

Such powerful computing power must rely on high-performance hardware. In the future, while forging spirits, it will also be necessary to build corresponding carrier shrines in order to unleash their full potential.

After understanding the principles of the construct through basic research, the sorcerer chanted incantations and commanded the living spirit to reveal its true name.

The roar of the dragon's voice was like thunder, echoing in the dull and old air of the Great Library.

The halfling warlock was terrified, like a dumb goose.

A moment later, Lin Bo detected a rune. Although the living beings inside the construct were magical life forms, they were not dragons. Their true name was Animistic Star Language Rune, which was once a human race but had now transformed into magical entities.

He was preparing to use the power of resonance to communicate with the living spirit, but the loud incantation just now summoned the elite monster wandering deep in the first floor.

"Great stacks, silence! No noise!" The four-meter-tall librarian strode forward, his voice booming as he used a pair of enormous megaphones on his chest to issue a deafening warning.

This was also a construct, wielding a huge ceiling candlestick in its hand, like a cast iron lotus flower, raising a sharp whistling wind that swept across the towering bookshelf as easily as crushing a cardboard box.

Lin Bo shook his head slightly and chanted softly, "(True Word) Human Puppet Spirit."

The elite monster's aggressive steps faltered in mid-air.

The mage clicked his tongue, swallowed a mouthful of mushroom oil potion, and then pointed at the huge construct. Its body suddenly began to split to the left and right, gradually becoming two identical humanoid spirits, each a bit shorter. Then the two constructs split into four more, their size continuing to collapse.

Four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen.

Lv2 Life Control Technique can manipulate the splitting of all things. Lin Bo once split a plantain into two parts. After they took root in the earth, they slowly recovered their vitality, but withered early.

This kind of division can cause fundamental damage to living organisms.

The enormous construct shrank into a bunch of tiny creatures a dozen centimeters tall, and the living beings residing within it were also split apart and became extremely weak.

Lin Bo formed a flame-shaped seal, and the tiny structures exploded one after another, scattering into parts all over the ground with crackling sounds.

[Network notification: [Lighthouse Guest] has launched a fatal attack, detection passed! Enemy (Silence Administrator) has fallen]

On Normal difficulty, this is the last enemy unit that needs to be dealt with in the Grand Archives.

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

The rewards you receive from this dungeon run are: 6000 Disaster Coins, 100,000 Universal Experience, Sky Island Guardian Shield (White), and Haste Scroll (Blue)

Lin Bo wasn't interested in low-level drops, but he smiled genuinely when he saw the increase in general experience.

(End of this chapter)