A Hospital in Another World?

Chapter 906: Legendary Double Kill, House Takes All

Garrett patiently guided the power.

Drop by drop, thread by thread, like spring rain, like mist, it permeated into the world of meditation—

He first ruled out most of the spells. So far, the magic he had mastered, whether in power or control, was sufficient to meet his needs, without needing additional enhancement.

Then, divine arts. Ha, this thought only flashed through Garrett's mind. Why would he need divine arts?

Moreover, divine arts had no structure that he could inscribe in the world of meditation!

Excluding spells and divine arts, he had to find another way. Garrett thought nervously; what he needed most to strengthen was—

Obviously, it was his thinking and memory. When he was doing CT scans and spell measurements involving potassium and sodium ions, his memory and thinking couldn't keep up with his needs, and he had to rely on the core of the Mage Tower.

Even with two Mage Towers, there were always times when he had to go out for travels, tasks, or simply relaxation. Spending a fortune on another Mage Tower core?

Carrying it everywhere he went?

This idea, aside from being too wasteful, made Garrett feel like a snail carrying its house around...Maybe I should build a calculator. Garrett thought silently. A supercomputer, using part of his meditation core to construct one directly.

But what was the structure of a supercomputer? Garrett vaguely remembered its foundation was silicon chips—endless diodes—up to this part he could barely manage, but beyond that?

Etching circuits on the chip? Even without fiddling with photolithography machines, UV light sources, photoresists, and all sorts of things, just setting up the chip's circuits was a closely guarded secret of various families.

And even after etching, he would have to write programs. Machine language, assembly language, C++, Java, Python...

Sorry, Garrett didn't understand any of them in his previous or current life.

Another technical route was designing golems/Tower Spirits, giving them intelligence, letting them grow on their own. Garrett still didn’t understand a bit...

So what other method...what form of computing system could he use...wait!

There was another way!

There was the biological computer simulating brain neurons! And he was good at this; the light people he constructed with spiritual power were modeled after humans!

Garrett sorted his thoughts and quietly began to guide the transformation and growth of his spiritual core. Bit by bit, he infused energy into the light person's brain: left and right hemispheres, gray matter, white matter, basal nuclei...

The macroscopic anatomy of the brain had been completed during his last construction, and this time, he needed to guide more detailed structures.

A thickness of two to three millimeters, an area of 2200 square centimeters, distributing 14 billion cells. These cells generated endless synapses, connecting and circling each other, forming the centers of thought and sensation...

Such a large workload couldn’t be done manually. Garrett could only outline patterns in meditation, conveying their rough structure:

The six-layer differentiation of the brain’s outer cortex, the types of neural synapses, and how they connected...

Then, he tried hard to infuse all his sensations, knowledge, and memories, one by one.

Please accept these—

And grow.

According to theories from his previous life, when humans perceived, learned, thought, and acted, certain neurons would grow correspondingly. He couldn’t give the meditation core twenty years, so he had to replace it with these things.

This work was particularly complex and required extreme caution. The world’s will provided ample energy, but it wouldn’t do the rest of the work for him...

Garrett sank into the quiet ocean of meditation. From the outside, he was wrapped in dense flowing light, forming a colorful cocoon, motionless for a long time.

"He’s been quiet for a long time again."

"Wonder what spell it is this time."

"Maybe it’s divine arts? Communicating with nature, promoting the growth of all things, such divine arts need a lot of power to match..."

The two legends exchanged glances, each turning away and entering their tent or cabin. Two great mages immediately followed, while only Cirilla lingered at the table, reaching out a finger to touch the silver-white kitten:

"You're so cute..."

"Is your fur made of lightning? Why is it so soft?"

"Can you shake hands? Roll over? Let me scratch your chin, hmm, good, now behind your ears..."

They waited another day and night, then another. Finally, the light around Garrett began to fade and disappear, and Garrett jumped up from the stone. The first thing he did was throw out a dark gold skeleton:

"Oknjinn!" he shouted, "Spin!"

"So, the spell he strengthened this time is necromancy?"

Elder Tapros asked in disbelief.

The Lord of Thunder turned his face away again. Halfway through, he quickly turned back, looking at the distance with some surprise:

Is it Detection Spell?

This kid, throwing out a skeleton just to test Detection Spell? This 0-level cantrip for beginner mages...

Surprised, Oknjinn spun around once, then again. The first time, it stood straight on the floating disc, spinning a full circle driven by the disc;

The second time, it pointed one arm to the sky, the other sideways, right leg stretched back, forming a right angle with the left leg, spinning gracefully on its toe;

The third time, both arms extended outward, left toe touching the ground, right leg whipping like a lash in the air, driving the whole body to spin...

"So it really is necromancy?"

Elder Tapros muttered. The Lord of Thunder impatiently retorted:

"Didn't you see Detection Spell? This kid is messing with his...CT...looks like it worked, he succeeded."

Indeed, it succeeded. Garrett put away the dark gold skeleton, activated flight, and flew over with a grin. As soon as he landed and greeted the two legends, the Lord of Thunder asked indifferently:

"Advanced successfully?"

"Yes."

"Cleric?"

"Cleric...and mage." Garrett answered honestly. Huh, the teacher seemed to glance at Elder Tapros, with a hint of triumph in his eyes?

"What spell did you strengthen this time?"

"Uh..."

"What?"

"No spell..."

Garrett honestly reported his thoughts, methods, and results. The results seemed excellent; the super biological computer constructed with light people could directly record CT images, output results, and reverse construct three-dimensional models...

But no matter what, it couldn't be considered inscribing a spell.

"I guess I lost the bet." Elder Tapros laughed heartily, casually grabbing the Ancient Vine Bird and handing it to Garrett:

"This is the wager. It's yours."

The Lord of Thunder said nothing. But the silver-white kitten jumped onto Garrett's shoulder, then curled up on his head, only to be snatched by Cirilla, who hugged and rubbed it vigorously.

No one won the bet.

The house took all, collecting the stakes...

Table of content