Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 304 (Chapter 303): Return, Brain-Computer Interface Solution

After the dust-removing incantation written by the monk in the void dissipated, the dust in the cabin unknowingly returned.

Debris fell from the surfaces of walls, floors, tables, chairs, and beds, and airflow entered portholes, doors, and vents, carrying dirt and pollen.

The dust buried the monk who had been sitting at the table in deep thought for a long time, like a layer of dust accumulated over time on the surface of a stone statue.

Dust entered Limbo's nostrils, speaking in Gudorei language, telling its origin with a dull smell.

Sometimes these dust particles would suddenly change their tone, becoming the mouthpiece of the vengeful daughter Greta, gently greeting the mage.

His condition improved more and more, his strength and memory increased day by day, and he continuously bestowed blessings upon the fighting mech soldiers and online players.

Adventurers in the Holy War faction now enjoy a collective blessing effect, with higher reputations resulting in stronger bonuses. As the purification zone expands, even more blessing types will be unlocked.

Lin Bo remained indoors for a long time, still enjoying the maximum buffs from his faction, such as accelerated injury recovery within the Earth Sanctuary and temporary health points gained from killing bastards.

Greta always sent her blessings immediately, and with each increase in her power, she provided more help to Limbo.

For the mage, these buffs are barely noticeable, since he doesn't venture out. Many players mentioning the White Dragon's Calamity in the chat suspect he's left the instance and embarked on a higher-level adventure.

Those familiar with the mage's personality know that he won't leave until the dungeon duration ends.

In recent days, a large number of players from the Abomination faction have switched to the Holy War Army and the Divine Punishment Army factions.

They had to complete a difficult process of betrayal, proving their renunciation of the divine abominations by strangling the tentacles of Kunkath. The price they paid for this was not small, and they were generally not well-regarded by the locals.

The crimes of attack committed by players in the wicked offspring faction will not be easily forgiven. Only by constantly carrying the Earthly Abode Totem and gradually atoning for their mistakes can they earn a little respect, albeit with a hint of skepticism.

This situation was truly unpleasant for them, yet they were helpless. Those players who had experienced the White Dragon Calamity had lost the will and courage to continue fighting against that person.

The remaining players in that faction, numbering only about thirty or forty, planned to stick to one path to the end.

The god-demon Kunkas now feels a great threat. In the past, it could sleep peacefully in its seal, silently digesting the planet's feast, and victory was only a matter of time.

But the appearance of the vengeful daughter completely changed the future situation. If they continued to remain indifferent, with the reclaiming of the land and the power of abundance, decline awaited Quincas.

Even if His divine spark wouldn't be easily extinguished, his fate would be no different from death.

Kunkas began actively seeking to break the seal, his first priority being to kill the nine anchor points left on earth by the extraterrestrial gods, namely the Nine Descendants of the Gods. However, the Descendants of the Gods also possessed the blessing of immortality, making it no easy task to kill them.

Shortly after the wicked offspring faction issued the mission to assassinate the divine offspring, all the players on the cross-network channel knew about it.

Quincus's bounty targets include not only the Nine Towns' descendants, but also the embodiment of the vengeful woman and the Lighthouse Keeper.

The assassination attempt against the Protoss was quickly carried out, and indeed, players wielding specially made weapons inflicted serious injuries on two Protoss. A sense of unease gripped the players; those in Nine Towns wished they could stuff the Protoss into a vault and then create a "Duncan's Private Chamber."

The floating fortress was relatively peaceful. Gloria never left the temple, and a mage lived on the airship. No assassin dared to try to infiltrate it to carry out assassinations.

The global conflict has intensified and will continue for a considerable period of time.

On his last day in this plane, Lin Bo spent his days drawing power runes in his cabin from dawn onwards. Magic words floated in the air, and the void became his demonstration board.

They continued writing until evening, when the countdown to the dungeon began. The little king was also complaining that he was very hungry and needed to return to the embrace of the White Swamp to replenish the nutrients in his mycelium.

Lin Bo absorbed the floating magical energy, as if wiping a blackboard clean. He looked around and saw that although he had lived in this dormitory for nine days and nine nights, he hadn't left many traces of habitation, nor did he have any luggage to pack. He put away the Life-Devouring Staff and opened a teleportation portal.

The dust seemed to whisper a plea for you to stay: "Are you leaving? Will you come back?"

“(In magical language) Yes.” The mage left a reply, his figure already crossing the spacetime vortex and disappearing without a trace.

The scenery before Lin Bo changed, and behind him, the swirling deep purple vortex suddenly closed, emitting a loud hissing sound.

He looked back at the teleportation channel, thinking that once he condensed the Heavenly Distance and the Holy Embryo of Time, he might be able to hear the sound of the spacetime vortex. The process of dimensional teleportation would probably be a good opportunity to sense the power of the origin.

Ten days apart is but a moment to the lighthouse. The night remains quiet, and the beams of light emitted from the Fresnel lens sweep across the land and the ocean.

The little seagull flapped its wings and flew through the window, heading straight for the East Cliff Grottoes.

After completing all his map-running work for the day, Lin Bo also arrived at the mushroom garden in the grotto.

He hasn't forgotten his idea of ​​creating a biocomputer from mycelium, a necessary prerequisite for the widespread adoption of brain-computer interfaces. While the Magic Computer has achieved some initial success, the biocomputer remains at the level of simply creating new folders.

The monk sat cross-legged on the thick, white fungal carpet in the mushroom garden, as if sitting on the back of a giant furry animal. He stroked the mycelium, chatted with the mushrooms, and silently pondered how to improve the strain.

The mind works, rapidly deducing and designing solutions.

Starting from a single initial inspiration, hundreds of ideas were branched out, each one extended, compared, rejected, and improved. Just like a river flowing in all directions from its source, it was blocked when it encountered a dead end, bypassed when it encountered a pass, and its tributaries converged and grew stronger, eventually leading to several highly feasible plans.

Of the three main components for creating a brain-computer interface, the electrode array has now been successfully developed. The remaining components, the computing chip and the wireless transmitter, are the toughest challenges to overcome.

Mimicry bacteria can mimic the brain, but the size of the neural components is too large. If a forced transplant were to be performed, the experimenter's head would definitely have a large bulge after the surgery, making them look shockingly ugly with a pointed head.

Lin Bo also envisioned using fungal mats to manufacture silicon chips like mushrooms, but due to the size of biological cells, the chip manufacturing process could only reach a maximum of tens of nanometers, providing very limited computing power.

If the brain were modified into a computer through intrusive modification using mycelium, it could provide sufficient computing power and prevent tumors from growing on the head. However, the risks of surgery would increase dramatically, potentially leading to problems such as personality changes and memory loss.

The safest approach is to teach the omnipotent bacteria how to create magical computers.

However, this is precisely the least likely solution.

Mushrooms are completely unable to comprehend the meaning of magical words, let alone learn how to channel power runes.

Rune enchanting is not simply about printing characters. The most crucial step is to resolve conflicts between words to ensure semantic coherence and the flow of power. This step must be performed by a highly intelligent spellcaster.

Aside from True Name Mages who can channel the power of runes through Word of Power, other enchanters rely heavily on ritual assistance.

The spell of the magic computer is tens of thousands of words long. Not to mention a bunch of mushrooms, even a master enchanter would look pale and shake his head repeatedly.

Lin Bo knew it was impossible, but he still managed to find a rugged path.

He doesn't need to turn mushrooms into enchanted gods; he only needs to turn mushroom mycelium into magical ganglia. By layering a large number of mycelium and iterating the connection scheme, he can eventually obtain a usable magical neural computer.

Magic energy is tangible but intangible, capable of compressing the size of a computer to its limit, making it easy to fit into a brain-computer interface.

As for the wireless transmitter, all that's needed is for the mushrooms to learn communication magic. Lin Bo hasn't forgotten that the omnipotent fungus can cultivate magical creatures like mushroom people, who inherently possess the potential to learn miracle powers.

(End of this chapter)