Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 40: Night Visit to the Lighthouse, Hurricane Approaching

Before the sun sets, all the townspeople who came to see the doctor dispersed. Even if they were unlucky and didn't get a chance, there was nothing they could do.

After all, fishermen have to go out to sea at night, workers should rest their tired bodies, and night watchmen should guard the lighthouse.

Lin Bo once again refused the townspeople's medical fees and gifts, but they still left the things in the yard.

The total amount of this consultation fee was 932 yuan. It was sorted and kept separately from the last consultation fee.

He planned to use the money to purchase some medicines and chemicals in the city to prepare more medicines. Since the townspeople were paying him, he might as well spend the money on them.

The sun set below the sea level, and the night watchman opened the Fresnel lens on time. Winding up the rotating device was much simpler than before.

"(True Word) Steel."

The Mantra Control Technique - Flow, drives the crank to rotate, winding up the spring neither hurriedly nor slowly.

When controlling different things, the mage can feel the differences in their nature.

The power of the waves is heavy and powerful, while the wind is light and swift. Steel is slightly less powerful than the waves and not as fast as the wind, but vice versa, the wind is light and the waves are slow, and both are difficult to shape. Steel is the magical medium that combines these three advantages.

Until he masters the true name of a more powerful substance, steel is the only choice.

With the Life Control Technique, Lin Bo has powerful and precise metal processing capabilities, which is of great significance to mechanical manufacturing. Of course, it is also of great help to his construction and decoration.

If I had mastered the true meaning of steel earlier, I wouldn’t have to buy any metal frames to build a mushroom greenhouse.

If he could master a few more real names and take wood, stone, bricks, tiles, rubber, copper, glass, etc. into his control, Lin Bo would be able to quickly build a comfortable little house.

With the extremely exquisite touch of the tactile endoscopy method, he can ensure that the wooden floor shaped by the art of life control must be shiny and it will feel like walking on delicate silk when walking barefoot.

The improvement in productivity has an immediate impact on the quality of life. The results of studying magic do not necessarily have to be used to destroy opponents.

After the crowd dispersed, the lights on the first floor were still on.

Lin Bo is preparing to trial-make a psychiatric potion tonight.

He planned to use alcohol as a base to prepare a tincture of refined whale oil, and then mix it with a herbal soup to stimulate the medicinal properties of replenishing the spirit and replenishing the qi and blood.

All magical substances possess a miraculous characteristic that is almost "omnipotent".

In the hands of a spellcaster, magical energy can be transformed into the power of elements such as earth, water, fire, and wind, and can be used to create arcane constructs such as the wizard's hand and invisible servants, and can even be transformed into food such as bread and wine.

The whale oil in this world can be efficiently converted into electricity because it contains magical power.

When Lin Bo ingested the biological components of the whale, the magic energy was released, which could replenish his lost spiritual power.

If he didn't care, he could just drink whale oil to restore his energy.

However, this approach carries a great risk. Whale oil is flammable, and whale oil extract is even more explosive. Drinking it might explode in your stomach. Secondly, it is a huge waste of magical energy.

The nature of original magic energy is chaotic and changeable. Only after being catalyzed by certain conditions can it express its miraculous power to the greatest extent.

Compared with drinking whale oil directly, the amount of mental recovery after it is made into a medicine can be increased by several times or even dozens of times.

Before officially starting to produce medicine, Lin Bo decided to finish the circuit decoration work first.

Once the electrical wiring is laid, you can add electrical appliances to the kitchen.

He had already prepared an induction cooker and several pots and pans, all of which were picked out for Lin Bo by [Trash Picker].

These new kitchen utensils made it much easier to prepare herbal soups. There was also a set of glassware for preparing chemical reagents in the laboratory, which was used to make whale oil tincture.

The theoretical system of the medical book given to him by the witch was relatively primitive and had a strong mystical color. About 50% of the content could be applied by him, and the rest was for reference.

Therefore, Lin Bo also purchased some chemical knowledge materials to study. After all, the laboratory-processed pharmaceutical production methods can produce more stable finished products, which is a useful supplement to the ancient medical system and the magical medical system.

He had read and memorized all the books he had previously stockpiled, but when it came to the actual practice process, Lin Bo found that the knowledge he needed increased rather than decreased.

This is also a terrible trap in learning. Sometimes you think you've come a long way, but when you look at the knowledge system as a whole, you find yourself still wandering at the foot of the mountain. The monk has already fallen into the pit and has no intention of turning back.

Boom boom boom!
There was a quick knock on the door and Lin Bo stopped what he was doing.

Outside the door was the owner of the pawnshop on the old street. He climbed over the low wall of the lighthouse courtyard and came quietly under the cover of night.

"Night Watchman, have you seen the visitor from Hongdu? And you have also seen the Viscount, right? Have you revealed any information about that thing?"

The boss squeezed into the room, hurriedly closed the door, and asked a series of questions breathlessly, his tone low and somewhat guilty.

"They came here in the evening. Probably to watch the fun." Lin Bo asked the guests to sit down and poured them a glass of boiled water.

"Why do you think these rich and powerful people came? They must be after the gold coins! News must have leaked out, and someone knows I'm from Stone Tower. But they haven't come knocking on my door yet."

Lin Bo nodded. "Your confidentiality is average. You shouldn't be bragging about shipwreck treasure in the newspaper."

The owner grumbled, complaining about his acquaintances in Hongdu, who were all involved in the black market and had unreliable mouths. After learning of the arrival of someone from Hongdu, the pawnshop owner closed the shop for the day and came to Lin Bo at night to discuss countermeasures.

He still hadn't given up on his plan to win over the Night Watchman. He immediately pulled out a thick wad of banknotes from his satchel and said, "This is the money I made at the auction house. Let's split it fifty-fifty."

"That's not necessary," Lin Bo joked. "Besides, most of this money is your payment for submitting fake news to the newspaper."

"Oh, don't mention it." The pawnshop owner looked at both laughing and crying, and then seriously inquired about the origins of the ancient coins from the shipwreck.

"He washed up on the beach with me during the shipwreck." The night watchman said casually.

"Ah, so there really is a treasure!"

"No. If anyone believes this lie, I will laugh at him for the rest of his life."

"Old man, please show me the way. Night Watchman, if the Viscount comes looking for me, what should I say?"

Lin Bo looked at the other person's flickering eyes and said lightly, "You can just tell them the truth and let them come to me."

"Wouldn't that get you in trouble?" the pawnshop owner chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not like those unscrupulous colleagues. Since you've sold the items to me, I won't implicate you again."

"Your next word is 'but'."

"But, uh, but, I need a small favor from you." The pawnshop owner chuckled. "Just pretend you've never seen that box of ancient shipwreck coins. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Lin Bo was thoughtful. As long as he, the insider, kept his mouth shut, the pawnshop owner could make up stories about the origin of the gold coins.

The night watchman whispered, "You intend to lie to the Viscount and the people of Hongdu so as to confirm the treasure of the shipwreck and then sell the false news to those rich people."

“…Uh.” The boss was speechless.

"I hope you understand the consequences of doing this."

"Night Watchman, the world is big. With money, you can settle down anywhere. How about you take half of this money? That will be your consent."

A thick stack of banknotes slid from one end of the table to Lin Bo's front, and was then casually pushed back.

"Take it. Do what you please. But if you want to escape with your family, either do it as soon as possible or wait another two weeks."

The pawnshop owner was worried the night watchman might go back on his word, but he had no choice but to trust his character. He nervously put the money away, his heart pounding. He asked hoarsely, "Why do we have to leave so quickly?"

He also wanted to sell more copies of his fake news to make a fortune and accumulate enough wealth to escape.

"Because a hurricane is coming." The night watchman took out an iron bell from somewhere and shook it.

The crisp sound of jingling bells echoed in the night sky. The pawnshop owner was frightened by his guilty conscience and quickly said goodbye and fled from the lighthouse.

Behind me, the tinkling sound faded away, disappearing into the purple-black waves like the stars reflected on the sea.

The bald man who was running wildly in the wilderness towards Stone Tower Town was panting, his brain was blank due to lack of blood supply, and he even forgot his original intention of going to the lighthouse for a moment. He only remembered the shaking iron bell and the night watchman's words, "A hurricane is coming."

(End of this chapter)