World Occult User Guide

After the conversation, Lin An gestured to Zai.

The python spit out the core, and the surrounding scenery was like a tape of the past, spiraling back with the center as the origin, replaced by the reality outside the false time fragment.

Lin An stood in front of the gate of the Presidential Palace in Kinshasa again.

He glanced at Stingle, who was calm beside him, and said tentatively: "As a materialist, what do you think of this time travel?"

"Mr. Kobayashi, all mysticism can be explained by physical phenomena and chemical reactions. If human knowledge and understanding are deep enough one day, even God is just a string of artificial intelligence code." Stingle said with a smile.

As expected, this guy is a source level.

Otherwise, Brother Lezi would not have the memory of what happened in the time fragment.

Lin An led the two mysterious people into the empty presidential palace and casually entered the spacious reception room.

He asked Zai to watch Stingle for the time being, and sent a message to Mayer through the system to explain Brother Lezi's situation.

"He is not an enemy, but he needs a certain amount of monitoring and management. Let him accept the [World Tree] system first so that I can continue to track his movements."

"Master Zuling, I understand... Are we going there now?" Meyer replied quickly.

"As soon as possible. Are you busy?"

"I am arranging a large number of immigrants on the ship one by one."

Lin An shook his head. Sometimes he really wanted to tear Meyer, who was too busy to do anything, into pieces.

Feeling her embarrassment, he thought for a moment. The dock could not lack "Civil Minister" Meyer, but the work of introducing and promoting the system to Brother Lezi was not difficult, and it could be done by Mezo.

The twin sister's reply was very slow. When Lin An thought she had fallen asleep again, Mezo said briefly.

"Okay."

"Lezi - Comrade Xiaole, please wait here for a moment. A member of [World Tree] will introduce you to this mysterious organization in detail and answer your questions." Lin An turned to Stingle and said.

"Mr. Xiaolin, your achievements are amazing."

Stingle was walking by the window, the scorching sun shining on a lush palm tree, its shade covering the sky, that is the "remains" left by Tshisekedi after his death.

"To plant one of the [Four Living Gods], the [Seven Sins Lord] of [Black City], and President Bantu in the ground, it is really the most prestigious house-guarding tree in history, but it still lacks a little... red envelopes and kumquats, and a song of "Congratulations on your prosperity."

Lin An's mouth twitched.

The image of the envoy of the conservative family is sliding towards the bottom of the valley of the Lezi people little by little.

After leaving the presidential palace, Lin An returned to the streets of Kinshasa.

Although the things that happened in the time fragments were like swallows passing over the water, and could not leave traces on the real timeline, the time spent in them was synchronized with reality.

The negotiation with Brother Lezi lasted for more than an hour, and the news that Lin An's ship returned triumphantly at the port spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Walking on the street, almost all the words that came into my ears were about [World Tree] and [Forest Ranger]. People were discussing Lin An's feat passionately, as if it was their victory.

After all, for the Bantu people who have lived in hardship for nearly a century, the most lacking thing is a piece of real good news.

"Have you heard? The legendary forest ranger did a great thing in Lakongo..."

"I know! He won - he finally drove away the ghost of King Leopold!"

"Ghost, ghost? What are you talking about?" A man who looked like a recent immigrant from another place asked in confusion, "I heard that the developer of the World Tree prevented the internal strife in Lakongo from almost turning into a full-scale war, and also exposed the shady dealings of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce...

"No, no, no, this is more than that."

The person who spoke was an old man with white powder on his face, looking mysterious.

"There is a legend in Kinshasa that the King of Flanders did not die at all, but came to his previous colony. At every critical moment, he stood behind the scenes, instructing the police to shoot at striking miners and asking judges to sentence innocent people to heavy sentences..."

"Is this true? The king's reincarnation is entrenched in the sky above Kinshasa? !"

"Hahaha, that's right! But now he's dead! We know that even his reincarnation was completely killed by the forest rangers! We also know that the World Tree will now come up with a plan that will reassure us!"

As Lin An listened, the system's prompt sound suddenly sounded, and a smile could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

It's finally here.

Due to the increase in the degree of integration, he comprehended the new "Lantern Goddess" vocabulary.

"Your responsible management replaced irresponsible despotism. People think that your arrival means that they have made a clean break with past failures. As long as they are under your leadership, they have the courage and love to protect their homes; never surrender, never despair. "

"You got a "Lantern Goddess" vocabulary belonging to [Godhead: Guardian], "Under the Flag". ”

This word is quite simple and straightforward, which means to inspire believers, boost their morale and make them more eager to fight.

Opening his own panel, Lin An noticed some changes.

[Letter Name]: Forest Ranger, Developer of the World Tree, Bantu Tyrant, Protector of Kinshasa, Pan-Southernist, Ghost of Dietrich

[Position]: Guardian

[Fusion Process]: 7.2%

[Measurement Value]: 612.5

[Deviation Value]: 59.2%

The deviation value has officially dropped to the beginning of five characters, and the measurement value is more than a hundred more than the last time it was checked.

There is an additional letter name of Pan-Southernist... It is likely to be from the people of Ivory Coast.

It means that Lin An will not only protect Bantu, but also deal with the war that occurred in Lakongo, whether it is an external enemy or a civil war.

Has my "territory" expanded again?

Lin An tutted his lips. It's not easy to be a god.

If it weren't for the medium of integrating the "Lantern Goddess", he probably wouldn't be a "leader" in his life.

At this point, Lin An has basically mastered the rules of vocabulary acquisition.

When the fusion process increases by about 2.5%, the pure energy of "Comos" will resonate with consciousness, and he will automatically comprehend a word.

In addition, you can also learn words of different positions from other gods, but there seem to be very few gods willing to teach words to others.

Lin An guessed that when a god teaches a word to others, he can no longer use it.

It would be great if I could learn a melee word recently. Although "under the flag" is very useful in the upcoming war, Lin An also wants new frontal combat capabilities.

More "Lantern Goddess" words mean flexibility in combat, especially in the future against the legendary South Continent [Tyrant] who makes [San Shen] tremble with fear.

Don't be too greedy.

This trip to Ivory Coast has been successful enough.

Lin An not only resolved the dispute with the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce once and for all, quelled the civil strife in Lacono, and expanded the popularity of the World Tree and the [Forester] alphabetical name, he also got five blank pages of "Picatrix".

Feeling the intoxicating, yearning, and elusive breath of the "prophet" medium in the [Philosopher's Stone] like a star, Lin An took a deep breath.

It's time to use "Picatrix" to calculate the whereabouts of the third finger of the [God of Creation]. He now has the "clearness" of touch and hearing, but is still easily confused and misled by the other three senses.

No matter what the mystery of the [Tyrant] is, more power means more protection.

Thinking about future plans, Lin An activated the air flow technique, like a meteor passing through the sky above the Bantu capital.

After two months of governance and reconstruction by the World Tree, the residents of Kinshasa have long been accustomed to the powerful mysterious people.

Even according to statistics from the civil service department, due to the excessive number of mysterious people gathered, more than three digits of residents in Kinshasa City became a mysterious person soon after witnessing the energy of "Comos".

As the two star tracks get closer and closer, the "mysterious ones" at this time are no longer mysterious, rare, and have special personalities and thoughts. Perhaps it is more appropriate to use the name that the Eagle Cabinet used to call them - superpowers.

Speaking of which, there is only about a year and a half left before all the people on the planet awaken...

In the areas around Kinshasa and Bantu, there are education, popular science and management by the World Tree Consultants and Instructors Department. Most people become mysterious people in a stable process without losing control.

What is the situation around the world?

This is the consequence of no one suppressing the spread of mysterious phenomena, allowing chakras to expand, and not isolating ordinary human information. I really don’t know what Joshua, the head of the inspection team, would think when he saw the chaos on Titan at this moment.

Lin An suppressed his thoughts and continued to fly.

According to the positioning of the World Tree system, Misulu and others are now in the Capitol, and the alchemical life Lin Xile is with them.

Sinking consciousness into the alchemical life, Lin An opened her eyes and she was sitting on a wooden bench in the corridor.

"Lin, you're back." Feeling the different light flashing in Lin Xile's pupils, Misulu, who was chatting with Fu Bin, brightened his eyes.

As he spoke, everyone turned their heads.

Looking around, Lin An found that not only Misulu and Fu Bin, but also the great elder Fulami, the temporary war minister and general Black Cat, and even the finance minister of the presidential palace, Batisa Fouquet, were here.

"Everyone is here in good order."

"Alas, we often get together here to discuss recently, uh." Fu Bin rolled his eyes, "This place."

"What place?"

"The spotted lion tribe has a chief's tent, but the world tree does not have your royal court." Misulu said seriously.

"I have an office on the top floor." Lin An pointed upwards, "Coffee machine, super fast internet, air conditioning, computer chair, I'm satisfied."

"Office..." Misulu scratched his head, "This is different!"

"Oh, to translate it into human language, this kid wants a bigger meeting place. The small room before is too crowded. If there are more than three digits of participants, they can only make video calls." The elder Fulami said, "Electronic equipment drives him crazy."

Lin An thought for a moment and it was true.

The World Tree needed an open space similar to the lobby of the Foundation headquarters.

"This place has taken shape." Fu Bin pointed to a gray curtain that was swaying in the wind, "Give me a few more skilled bricklayers, and it will be ready in five days - no, three days!"

"Open it!" Misulu ordered.

The black cat Okonkwo grabbed the drooping curtain, and with a "swish", a circular space with a very high arch and the size of two football fields appeared in front of Lin An. (End of this chapter)