Chapter 111, Mage Network! (For the leader~Wenhe,Ranwu~
Lovett has imagined more than once that if he were reborn in the mage world tens of thousands of years ago, what would he do best?
It is definitely not to accompany the first-generation Saint Ten to participate in the battle of killing gods. It would be too dangerous, and the power of the talisman is not controllable by humans.
But there is something that was created by humans at the same time and brought huge changes to later generations.
That is
Soul Net!
Mortals call it the Mage's Network or the Magic Network.
On the surface, it is a network system similar to the earth's information age. By connecting part of the soul energy provided by all the mages who voluntarily join the soul network, a large and complex information exchange platform is formed, which also acts as a supercomputer.
Mages provide additional computing power when needed.
But this is not the case.
Soul energy is the foundation of life, representing "life" and "death". Gathering such a huge amount of soul energy, in fantasy terms, and gathering the will of all living beings for tens of thousands of years, the soul network has changed from the original computing tool to a butcher.
The only "human god" who can exist in the world after the War of Gods, his strength is unfathomable!
It is a pity that its creator did not expect that the computing tool built by his own people in the power would evolve to an astonishing level, leaving no backdoor for control. Otherwise, with this human god alone, his school could unify the entire mage world.
However, it is precisely because no one can control it, and it cannot even give birth to its own consciousness, that mages can safely and boldly use it, thereby developing a brilliant and powerful magical civilization.
If magic is regarded as the "root", then the soul web is the "leaf". The two complement each other and jointly support a civilization.
In addition to the weird function of "network" and the price of "paying the electricity bill" for soul energy, the soul network actually has a special effect.
Since it is a bridge built by soul energy, it can transmit soul energy across the air, and the essence of the spell is also obtained by the spiritual force, the soul energy, doing work according to rules, so
It can transmit spells through the air!
"I'll beat you to death along the network cable" is definitely not a joke in the mage world.
Of course, there are not so many mages in the One Piece world to provide energy for the soul network.
Fortunately, Lovett doesn't expect to replicate the miracle of the Soul Network. He only needs to achieve two goals.
1. Information exchange 2. Transmission of souls!
Questra, the underground black market.
The bustling black market has become a thing of the past, and now there is only dead silence. The gaps between the stone slabs are crowded with moist red soil, and the air is filled with the smell of blood.
When Lovett walked into the hall, dozens of gray-faced guys had already gathered inside.
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The bodyguard stood up, his tall and burly body knocked aside the wooden boxes stacked beside him, and came to Lovett.
"Are they all here?"
He nodded.
"That's good."
Putting away his cane, Lovett sat on the chair brought by the bodyguard, folding his hands.
"This is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself first. I am the Black Earl, an insignificant newcomer to the pirates."
Gulu!
The crowd swallowed their saliva uniformly, this joke is not funny!
The newcomer is indeed a newcomer, but the Black Earl is now one of the Seven Warlords under the King, and a big shot in the world!
Seeing that they were silent, Lovett didn't care either.
No one who has been detained by bodyguards for so long would not dare to speak easily. The way this guy looks when he kills people is much more visually impactful than the butler.
So Lovett continued.
"To be honest, you are all garbage and scum on the sea."
"Especially you, the trash of the Baroque Working Group, were defeated by me. The entire cadre group was wiped out. There is no place for you in this sea."
Since you have chosen to betray, of course you must follow through.
So Nico Robin decisively handed over all the hidden bases of the Baroque Works that she knew about, and Questela was one of them.
Lovett's defeat of Crocodile and becoming the Shichibukai was not a big deal to these low-level workers. They did not know that the boss of Baroque Works was Sand Crocodile, and they were still operating secretly according to orders.
But now I know it, but it's too late to regret it.
"But I am willing to give you a chance, because in my eyes, you still have value."
As soon as the topic changed, the crowd became restless, and their desperate eyes gradually brightened.
Boom!
The housekeeper who arrived here at some unknown time brought a large pot and opened the lid. It was densely packed with red hemosarcoma balls the size of a baby's fist. The surface of the balls was covered with short and thick tentacles, wriggling like living creatures.
The horrifying scene suddenly shocked them, and they all looked at Lovett with uncontrollable fear.
"This is a double insurance. Eat it and use it for me, or die now and become one of them."
Lovett didn't talk nonsense and made his purpose clear: "You choose for yourself."
Do we have any choice?
Three days were enough for them to understand the difference in strength, and Crocodile's defeat made the Baroque Working Group even worse. If you don't surrender, you will die, if you surrender, you may live.
"I am willing to surrender."
A junior member stood up tremblingly and walked out of the queue.
He came to Lovett and looked at the big pot: "Is it enough to just eat it, Lord Black Earl?"
The hemosarcoma balls looked disgusting, but when he got closer, he realized that the smell was not unpleasant at all. On the contrary, it was similar to the octopus sashimi they often eat, with a faint smell of seawater.
In response, Lovett smiled and said: "Yes, eat it and let me control your life and death. At the same time, you will also gain powerful strength and become a strong man!"
Trading one's life for strength is not a bad deal at all, not to mention that the Black Earl can defeat the Sand Crocodile, so following him will actually have a better future.
"Fight!"
The man gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and grabbed a hemosarcoma ball, then closed his eyes, opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Uhhh!!!"
The next moment, he suddenly fell to his knees, his body curled up in pain.
The hemosarcoma balls did not enter the stomach pouch along the esophagus, but broke through the flesh and blood and rushed into his body, swimming among the blood, water and internal organs, and reached his heart.
subsequently
Tentacles stretched out, grabbing his heart and squeezing it hard!
Click!
Amidst the shattering sound that was clearly audible to outsiders, his pupils dilated and he fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Dead?"
The others watched this scene in horror, thinking that Lovett was playing tricks on them, and suddenly felt desperate.
But the next second
"Hoo!!"
The "corpse" lying on the ground suddenly took in a breath of cold air and straightened up. He stood up unsteadily and touched his heart with a look of horror on his face.
"I"
Plop, plop!
My heart was still beating vigorously, as if it was all an illusion.
but
Click!
He clenched his fists hard and felt the powerful power gushing out of his body. He knew that it was not an illusion. Something had replaced his heart, making him full of energy and strength at the moment.
Looking at Lovett, an indescribable connection suddenly appeared in his mind. Without opening his mouth, a voice that only the two of them could hear appeared in his mind.
"grown ups?"
"It looks like you succeeded."
Seeing this, Lovett smiled with satisfaction and waved for him to step back. He nodded silently, with fanaticism in his eyes, and followed the Black Knight.
Immediately, Lovett looked at the others and tilted his head: "What are you waiting for?"
One stone stirs up thousands of waves!
The crowd reacted immediately and rushed forward like crazy.
"Don't grab it, it's mine!"
"Asshole! Do you want to die? Release your hands!"
"Sir, I ate, I ate!"
In response, Lovett took half a step back to make room.
The scene in front of him was like a swarm of huskies at dinner time. He had a wicked smile on his face: "Don't grab it. After everyone has a share, you will leave with them and bring in other members of the Baroque Working Group."
"
Hearing this sentence, everyone suddenly woke up.
yes!
Not only myself, but also the other members of Baroque Work Club no longer have a boss, and there will be many opportunities to express themselves in the future.
As a result, the chaotic queue became orderly, and everyone lined up in order to receive their own share.
"Uh-huh!!"
"It hurts!"
Soon, hemosarcoma balls continued to parasitize in their bodies, causing him to "live and die". However, after everyone woke up, their fear of Lovett turned into a fanatical admiration.
At the same time, they also felt that they seemed to be able to talk to other people without opening their mouths.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
"Stop making noise, why are you shouting so loudly?!"
"Is this what adults are capable of? Are we now phone bugs?!"
"Hey, why can't I connect to him?"
"I don't know. It seems that you need to know the frequency of the other party before you can talk."
"Isn't that just a phone bug?"
The atmosphere suddenly became a bit strange. A large group of low-level outcasts from the Baroque Works blinked at each other, not saying a word, but from time to time they made expressions of realization.
In a position that they couldn't see, strips of scarlet light extended from the heart, constantly building on the red lines drawn from other people's chests, forming a complex spider web.
However, the farther the distance is, and there are no other red lines bridging the area, the dimmer the light of the scarlet light band becomes and the weaker the signal becomes.
"Sure enough, quantity is still needed. The more base stations there are, the farther the transmission distance will be."
Lovett nodded silently. He was surprised that such a simple soul network could still operate normally.
The current soul network can only be regarded as a prototype at best, covering an area as large as an island, but he believes that this big network will one day cover the entire ocean.
Until then
There are so many things he can do.
Snap!
Clapping his hands to attract everyone's attention, Lovett said with a serious face: "From today on, Baroque Works will officially change its name to Baroque News. It will turn from darkness to light and start a new life. Your first task is to recruit other members of the organization."
