Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 306, Part 305: A Prodigy, the Brain-Computer Prototype

The Lighthouse Mage's slow learner, also known as the Fungus Master, memorized the first Ancient Dorrean character that Linbo taught them in just three hours.

In comparison, those apprentices who received the gift learned their first magic word in half a day to two or three days, but none of them were as clever as the Master.

Therefore, the mushrooms are not actually clumsy; on the contrary, as magical creatures, they have a great advantage in learning Gudorei.

Ordinary people cannot memorize magical words because the corrosive power of the Word of Power erases memories, while this corrosive power is much weaker for magical creatures.

The recipient is ultimately just a flawed, born spellcaster, while the omnipotent strain is already a complete miracle.

Furthermore, the mushroom host has not yet developed language abilities. The intelligence of this group of mushrooms remains at the level of plants. Although they are intelligent, they do not know how to express their thoughts using language.

These innocent beings, untouched by the "contamination" of ordinary language, can directly understand magical language.

They do not use thought to understand semantics, but rather use form to feel, allowing the rich information contained in the syllables of the magical language to unfold like a scroll.

Magical language conveys "power," not merely "information." It exerts influence on all things, creating interaction. Just as raindrops striking a mimosa cause its leaves to curl and close, the language of power directly stimulates things, prompting various instinctive reactions. True Name Mages use the characteristics of magical language to transmit incantations and cast spells to control all things.

Among birds and beasts, the more intelligent species, possessing the ability to communicate, tend to think in mortal language, thus losing their innocent state. Conversely, fish, insects, plants, and trees, being less intelligent, retain the ability to hear the language of power.

Lin Bo can communicate with newborns not because he can speak "baby language," but because the infants, who have not learned language and writing, can sense the meaning of magical language.

The Bacteria Lords are like a group of innocent infants. They can understand the language of the Gudorei and their memories will not be corrupted by the power of the runes. They have uniquely favorable learning conditions, so it is normal for them to progress faster.

When the monk imparted his knowledge, the seagulls and mechanical guards would peek out and listen, but they basically gained nothing. The knowledge went in one ear and out the other, and their minds remained empty afterward.

However, listening to the magic language is a very strange experience. Not only will your mind be shaken, but your internal organs, fingertips and hair will also be stimulated, and your senses will be confused, with many reactions such as cold, heat, soreness, numbness, comfort and pain.

If an ordinary person, upon hearing the language of magic, could abandon intellectual understanding and revert to the innocent ignorance of infancy, then they too could comprehend its meaning. With years of exposure, allowing the meaning to become ingrained, they would never forget the pronunciation or the written form. This is a rigorous path of learning the language of power.

Some seagulls are simply enjoying the illusory experience of listening to the magic words, like getting a full-body massage. They don't think about the meaning, but they gain something from it nonetheless.

The mechanical guard controlled by Iron Guardian kept trying to analyze the voice, the disordered data stream, the abrupt noise on the screen, and the fluctuations in the circuit resistance with logic, but to no avail. The recorded audio was automatically deleted from the storage disk or the content was corrupted and could not be read.

Lin Bo also noticed the reactions of these auditors.

The Fungus-Walking Seagulls have a better chance of becoming magical creatures. After the fungi in their bodies are replaced, their physique and mind will be continuously enhanced.

Ironclad needs some twists and turns. Staying in the world of electronic computers will not do it any good. It must be uploaded to a higher-level data universe so that it can grow.

That day is probably not too far away.

Lin Bo remained unhurried, continuing to trace runes on the fungal carpet with his fingers while reciting their meaning.

From the first half of the night to the second half, the fungus master learned a total of six Ancient Dorrey words, but by the early morning, it had only learned four.

The learning progress is slowing down because the mushroom masters are a group of ignorant country mushrooms, huddled in the cave set up by their feeder. There are no sun, moon, or stars here, only robots and the sea breeze. They are also very young and have not experienced the vicissitudes of time.

Many of the scenes conveyed by the Word of Power were completely unfamiliar to the Fungus Master, and it had great difficulty remembering them.

So, before the sun rose, the monk pondered for a moment and asked the mushroom master if he wanted to see the sunrise.

In magical vocabulary, "sunrise" is a bright and magnificent image, its meaning full of vibrant and radiant ascending spirit, which greatly fascinates the mushrooms.

"I want to see...the feeders together..."

Before Lin Bo could even ask, a mushroom sprouted from the fungal carpet. It had a blue cap, a plump stem that looked like a piece of rice cake with two small eyes that looked like black beans poked out of it, thin, short arms on both sides, and two short legs at the end of the stem. Its hands and feet were all fleshy clusters of mycelium.

The first magical offspring of the omnipotent fungus, a kind of moving mushroom, was only the size of a child's palm. It walked unsteadily, stretching out its arms to try to maintain its balance, but it quickly became familiar with moving.

It came to the cross-legged monk, just like an ordinary person looking up at a huge statue on a mountain wall, trying hard to look up, but accidentally falling down on the fungal carpet.

Lin Bo chuckled, picked up the little creature, held it in his palm, and rose to head towards the cave entrance, soaring to the cliff top. The mechanical guards and flocks of birds scattered, and the little king perched on the mage's shoulder, following along. The sun rose from behind the southeastern mountains, illuminating the mushroom's dark, bean-like eyes. It sighed silently, waving its limbs as if playing in the water.

Linbo cast a spell on it, turning the mushroom into a small white wolf that followed the Night Watchman. From that day on, when the Lighthouse Mage and his disciples strolled along the cape and taught their lessons, the little wolf followed closely behind, tilting its head to listen.

Every night, the little wolf's illusion dissipates, and the mushroom returns to the fungal carpet, integrating all its recorded observations and knowledge into the mycelium.

The disciples cared a lot about the little wolf that followed the Grand Master and often fed it, but the little wolf never ate or spoke.

Sick visitors come to the lighthouse with young family members or young female companions. They also like to lie down next to the lighthouse keeper and wag the tail of the white wolf, pick it up and pet it incessantly, and scratch its chin.

People deceived by its appearance continuously provide Linbo with more proficiency in illusion magic.

This little wolf never howls; it just stares at people with its wet, dark eyes, looking rather silly. Yet, it is the great mage's prized student.

The fungal masters quickly learned to channel the magical energy flowing within them by drawing rune shapes, thereby casting spells. They were now not only magical creatures, but also spellcasters.

Lin Bo taught the Bacteria Master the fourth spell, which was the spell of communication, capable of transmitting information and replacing the function of a radio transceiver.

Meanwhile, during this time, the fungal carpet continuously wove together magical neurons, constructing a shimmering sphere. Inside, an intricately woven neural network flowed with electrons, capable of performing complex calculations. Although still rudimentary, it was already a competent computer.

Lin Bo wrote an operating system into the computer and discovered that the original name of this data universe was a panspecies language.

Due to the instability of magical energy, to prevent its dissipation, it is necessary to introduce subjective consciousness or use incantations to restrain it.

Lin Bo's approach was to upload the intelligent life form "white silkworm" from the electronic universe to the mycelium universe.

An intelligent life form can be housed inside a magical mycelium computer, allowing it to exist stably detached from the mycelium carpet.

With this, all three major challenges in brain-computer interfaces have been overcome.

The brain is surrounded by an electrode array of metallic hyphae, with a magical computer serving as the intelligent chip, and the original fungal strains sending data via communication spells.

Lin Bo used the Solidification Technique to compress the volume of the magic computer, condensing it into a ball of light. The outer shell was covered with a dark blue primitive mycelium, and then wrapped with a layer of metallic mycelium, finally resulting in a prototype brain-computer interface that looked like a silver-red bean.

This is a very mature product design. It can be implanted into the cranial cavity through the eye opening or the foramen magnum. The outer layer of metal hyphae will spontaneously cover the brain, the computing chip will compile neural code, and the primary hyphae will be responsible for transmitting data and connecting to the network.

Even after detaching from the fungal carpet, the advanced primary mycelium can survive for a long time simply by replenishing magical energy, without needing to replenish other nutrients, which makes the widespread adoption of brain-computer interfaces much easier.

Lin Bo's first experimental subject was still the seagull, with the little king always volunteering. He cut open the seagull's skull, removed the implanted silicon chip and wireless transceiver, replaced them with a magic-powered computer, and finally repaired the wound with the Solidification Technique, allowing it to heal completely without leaving a trace.

The little king awoke after surgery, squawking loudly. He saw a white silkworm in his field of vision. This was the data sprite built into the Magic Power Computer, an intelligent life form that accompanies the user and can continuously grow and evolve through learning behavior, giving it unlimited development possibilities.

The seagull showed no interest in the white silkworm, nor could it understand the human text and voice messages it sent. It flapped its wings, ignoring the data sprite. It stared at the mage, a virtual connection appearing in its field of vision, indicating that it could establish contact with the mage through a teleportation spell.

Lin Bo also saw the threads extending from the little king's brain, their target being the initial web within his own spirit.

He agreed to the visit.

The little king was slightly dazed. He saw a tall data entity appear beside the Night Watchman, its head resembling the sun during a total solar eclipse. This was the ultimate intelligent life form.

"Caw! It's so high!" the seagull cried.

The Crown of Stars laughed and tapped its hand. A piece of data flowed into the Little King's prosthetic chip. This was a translation module that converted bird language into Kening language. In this way, the Little King's exclusive white silkworm could emit a clear chirp and communicate effectively with the seagulls.

Lin Bo continues to perform prosthetic body replacement surgeries on more seagulls.

Flocks of birds are connected in an unprecedented way, forming a localized internet where they share, sing in unison, and take flight toward the world to come.

(End of this chapter)