Mage? Spell Engineer!

The basement of the mage tower was turned upside down, and the magic disk below was reprogrammed and a metal ball serving as a passenger plane was embedded.

Just like Cobb can remotely host the clone, Rorschach can carry the host back to Lanster, and the two cores are linked by spells.

"Hmm." Bart coughed after watching Rorschach and Andre busy at work, and finally finished tinkering.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable in your throat?" Rorschach was very concerned about his client and friend.

Bart pointed to his tower spirit: "No, I want to try how to wake up the tower spirit. What should I call it? Is it the soul that separated from your body, called Rorschach No. 2?"

"Stop it, you can name it, but don't call it this! But now I'm afraid you can't communicate with it directly through language. I've told you this before. Andre, please explain."

"Currently it can only input and output signals that the machine can understand. The spherical shell designed by Mr. Rorschach can only translate magic pulses. After just debugging, the entire tower's defense spell system can operate autonomously. But you want it to understand you To be able to speak by yourself, you need more computing power to analyze sound waves and connect to the magic circle of [Communication Technique] and [Phantom Sound Technique]."

At first, Bart thought that the "basic magic circle" in the spherical shell should include [Communication Technique], but he did not expect that hardware support would be required: "Can I understand that now this mute Talling just took over all of Mr. Andre's work? Already?"

Bart was shocked to realize that he had paid dozens of times more than the apprentice's allowance to replace an apprentice's job, and he was really annoyed.

Two lifetimes of experience have proven to Rorschach that the biggest obstacle to automation is low labor costs and the value of human life.

"Don't worry, the Tower of Stars has purchased two computing machines that specialize in analyzing waves. If we can purchase and slightly modify them, we can give the tower spirit the ability to receive and emit sounds. By the way, it can also be used to control some energy-shaping spells. ." Rorschach is trying to make Bart add money again:

Sir, what you purchased is the youth version of Talling. The voice assistant requires an additional fee! Don’t worry about other companies’ standard configuration. Our voice interaction module is optional. Just ask if you want to pay for it!

There was no other place to sell it, so of course Bart had to pay for it. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Tell me what the damn machine is called, and let the Chamber of Commerce purchase it now."

Rorschach patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Buy one for me, and I will pay after it arrives."

"." Bart wanted to throw the profiteer out of the tower.

Boom!

A huge demon directly knocked down the giant tree that had been standing for decades, and then uprooted all the roots remaining in the soil.

Its eyes glowed red, and it was obviously made of stone and soil, but it was extremely powerful. Such terrifying demons still appear in groups, with each individual ranging from six to ten meters in height.

These monsters appeared in the outer suburbs of Lanster overnight. The residential areas were fine, but the noise they made could be felt at the "Fonda" beverage factory on the riverside in the suburbs, which was like shaking the earth.

At first people were very alarmed, and then they were informed that these earthen golems were just construction workers, so please be patient.

That's okay. The employees here and everyone in the city know that the boss behind "Fangda" is a mage and has a close relationship with the Prince Consort.

The golems were not only very noisy, but also very efficient. One day and one night, there was an open space on the outskirts of Lanster, and a very smooth and spacious road. Food factory workers and Landsted residents who quickly embraced the oversized "builders" had an extra recreational activity - watching the giants go about their work.

Carrying a food basket and a tablecloth, we walked from the newly opened road to the construction site, and then climbed up a nearby hill where the trees had been cleared, so that we could watch the earthen golems at work. The rich drank drinks and ate white bread with sausages, while the poor could just sip on a glass of light beer.

Just like Rorschach's "boy speed bump" in his previous life, watching excavators and cranes, residents of small towns lacking entertainment activities feel that these big guys are exciting to work, and they are also excited to watch.

When they got to the hill and looked down from a high position, they noticed that all the demon dolls had a metal rod buried in their heads. It was the "antenna" set up by Rorschach, and it was naturally connected to the core of wisdom.

"Hey, it's so easy to move wood." "Wow, such a big piece of iron! It was lifted up in one go!"

Then everyone began to think: "What if the big guy built a house for my family." "What if it could come to cultivate land for my family."

Unlike what the public likes to see, the engineering team of the other extreme body type in the construction team - the leather-clad dwarf Jason is now very depressed.

Originally, they were happy when they came because they had a great time working together to build the mage tower for Bart last time, and both mages were willing to give money. But now they find that they seem to be unable to play a big role.

For example, right now, the two dwarves are staring at Rorschach's fresh drawings:

"Do you understand this drawing?"

"If you don't understand, ask the boss?"

"He definitely doesn't understand it either. You have to ask Uncle Luo Xia."

"I asked you yesterday. I'm sorry. You go and ask me."

Then they suddenly felt that the sky was getting dark. It turned out that a demon was bent down and looking at the drawings in their hands. Its two eyes made of burned glass flashed red a few times.

"Do you understand?" A dwarf felt that the devil was blocking the light and shouted loudly.

But the golem has no ears or mouth. It just stays for a while and then works according to the drawing.

"It's over, it seems to really understand. Are we not as good as these stupid guys?" The dwarf began to doubt life.

So the dwarves could only take on the small work of mixing materials, tightening screws and dusting.

In the temporary project department, which is the top floor of the R\u0026D building of the food factory not far away, Rorschach is monitoring the entire construction site with multiple crystal balls. All the eyes of the golem can be seen here.

"Is it farm break now? There are more and more residents watching, making them look like property owners. Do you want to give them white hats?" The color can be ignored, but Rorschach really plans to prepare more rattan helmets. , otherwise who is responsible for hitting someone in an accident?

"Don't look at it anymore. Continue to draw pictures." He threw himself into the boring work again. Because of the tight time, he could only reverse the engineering rules and design and construct at the same time. Anyway, the cost of trial and error was acceptable.

With the blessing of the big metal ball around it, the host machine with Rorschach's memory can naturally complete some material balance and energy balance. As for the calculations that cannot be done, it must rely on magic to cover it. For example, for pipes carrying concentrated sulfuric acid, Rorschach thought about using a magic circle to hit them first.

In the previous life, design could not rely on materials, but now materials cannot rely on magic.

Alas. He grabbed a handful of hair and started drawing again. This drawing table has been modified. The pen pulls two connecting rods, so that the intelligent core can mechanically obtain the coordinates of the pen tip relative to the paper. Therefore, the core of the visual system can read the information of the Rorschach drawing.

Therefore, the dwarves are wrong to doubt life. It is not that the golems are smarter, but that the hosts that control them have recorded the drawings, and the souls inside can fully understand them.

Rorschach drank the concentrated energy potion in one gulp and pumped some more magic power into his body. The soaring adrenaline swept away his fatigue. He couldn't help shouting in the well-soundproof office: "It's normal to dry in light rain, but it's dry in heavy rain! Work hard on sunny days, and work with lights on at night! Do it! Do it! Do it!"

At this moment, he was not struggling alone in another world. What was soaring was not the adrenaline, but the blood and tears of the "infrastructure maniacs" in his previous life!

As night fell, the onlookers at the construction site had already gone back to their homes and were almost dispersed. But the demon has no intention of stopping, and the construction site is still a bustling scene.

"Boss, if these big guys don't stop, do we have to continue working? Let's light a lamp first?" the dwarf asked the contractor, pointing at the earthen golem.

"Idiot, I'm not a human being, I'll never die from exhaustion!" Jason hit the worker's helmet angrily: "You still want to do it, are you stupid?!"