World Occult User Guide

"Midgard, strange name."

In the office on the top floor of the Capitol Building, the air conditioner was humming loudly. Lin An picked up the mug at hand and took a sip. The aroma of buffalo milk and coffee filled the air.

If he ignores the uninvited Lezi brother in front of him, he can give full marks to his office conditions.

After introducing the World Tree system to Stingler Nach, he wisely chose the codename "Sprouter" and became a non-staff "Sprouter" like David and the Gielgud family.

However, the Gielgud family is rooted in the Ivory Coast of Lakoon, and its intersection with the Bantu World Tree is limited to business, technology and political exchanges.

David was also one of the Pentecostal pastors. After taking back the ship, he quickly set out on his way back to Kigani.

After this Lakoon'o incident, David became more and more convinced that Lin An would bring unity and peace to Southland. With the Maori people touting him, he decided to contact the O'Connor Group in the Kiwi Country and let his family remotely sponsor the world. Tree some foreign exchange.

Only Stingle Nach usually has nothing to do and wanders around. If he had multiple bird cages in his hands, he would look like an old man on the streets of the capital.

"Comrade Xiaole, what do you think?" Lin An operated the keyboard with one hand and pointed at the code with the other. He couldn't help but frown when he saw the content inside.

"Then the mythical name of cold is not suitable for use near the equator, what do you think, Mr. Kobayashi?"

“The atrium will be air-conditioned.”

"The air conditioner can't compete with the ice of the Yotun people." Stingle said, "Why not call it [siheyuan]? This term evokes many beautiful childhood memories for me."

Lin An glanced at him: "Didn't you realize that I don't want people to guess the specific identity of the developer of World Tree? Rather, I hope someone misunderstands that I am from the North West State, and maybe I can blame humans. Head of the Heritage Foundation.”

"That group of people have been busy traveling among various organizations recently. They wish everyone could get on the Skid Platney, which sails on land and sponges, and travel non-stop back and forth between the seven seas."

After a few days of observation, Lin An discovered that Brother Lezi seemed to do whatever he wanted, but would only reveal some insignificant information about the family. As for the real secrets, he remained tight-lipped.

In this case, there is no need to let this guy stay.

"Comrade Xiao Le, let the distant Odin die in Fenrir's belly. [The Tyrant] has begun to take action." Lin An turned to the computer screen, "Look at the Loisi Province on the northern border of Bantu Message sent to me by senior officials.”

Stinger rubbed his chin while reading the grammatically incorrect email.

To all of you,

I was on a truck full of soldiers fleeing the department of Loissy where I had served for 20 years. In that abandoned city, rumors spread throughout the streets that the Ubangui were about to destroy the Bantu.

Loisy is a border city, separated only by a narrow river from neighboring Ba Jinchou.

A few hours ago, Ubangi's army had just exchanged artillery fire with Ba Jinqiu's anti-government armed forces, and mortar shells and machine gun bullets hit the residential area of ​​Louisi.

The outcome of this battle is self-evident. When I stood on the main street a few minutes ago, I could already hear the sounds of Ubangi troops deployed on the hills to the east, and the soldiers walking back and forth in low and hidden camps.

Behind me, Ba Jinqiu's deserters secretly crossed the Rujiji River at night and went to Loisi to burn, kill and loot.

"We will crush the Bantu in a month - no, twenty days."

Some deserters secretly told me the heroic words of Ubangi's army.

This may not necessarily be true, but I saw with my own eyes that the Ubanji army slaughtered the Bajinqiu civilians on the other side. The people resisted with fists, steel knives, and occasionally arms seized from the other side.

I didn't dare to fight against them, so I joined the deserters as deserters.

Nzembi Mpungu will forgive my cowardice,

Senior official of the Loissy department.

After reading it, Stingle was silent for a moment and said: "In this way, Loissy Province has basically been declared occupied. Fortunately, the northern border is still some distance from Kinshasa."

"As expected of Comrade Xiao Le, you are so optimistic." Lin An turned back to the computer, "According to Nanzhou Continent's excellent matching mechanism, the grass-roots team in the north that I didn't have time to replace will not be able to last for a week."

"No way." Sting Le measured the distance on the map with his fingers. "At least it is equivalent to the distance from Youzhou to Jiaozhou - there is a whole country of Wei and Wu separated. I can't play Dynasty Warriors that fast. customs clearance record.”

"Reality is much more magical than games." Lin An was a little surprised by Brother Lezi's otaku attributes. He didn't expect that this guy actually had the time to play games. "How fast the Ubanji tanks drove, how fast did the Bantu army surrender and escape?" That’s how fast it is.”

Stingle walked left and right, picked up a cookie from the long table and stuffed it into his mouth. After a long while, he said: "Kinshasa just experienced a war a month ago."

"Neither the army nor the various reserves have been restored, we have to delay the Ubangui army's attack. Comrade Xiaole, although you are the envoy of Lin Hainan and the conservatives, can I ask you a favor?"

"Want to help you defend the city?" Sting Le picked up another biscuit.

"Since Lin Hainan originally asked you to assist me in 'capturing' Kinshasha, it means that your mysterious figure should have the ability in this area."

"Actually, my prototype is related to angels, so they asked me to be the messenger." Sting Le licked his fingers and smiled slightly, "However, most of the mysteries of angels are fully functional, aren't they?"

Memories of the past came flooding back, and Lin An continued: "Please, Comrade Xiao Le."

"Helping you protect the 'believers' is also one of the responsibilities that Mr. Lin has given me." Sting Le patted his chest, "If you dare to attack, you will be defeated - I will take this box of biscuits with me."

After turning [God's One Eye] and watching Stinger leave the Capitol, Lin An sent a message to Mezzo.

"[Andromeda], try if you can track Brother Lezi according to these moving coordinates."

Although Lin An still doesn't know the mysterious prototype of Mezzo, her mask can block the breath, and sometimes Lin An can even be misled, indicating that she is above the legendary level.

About half an hour later, Mezzo sent an affirmative message.

"He doesn't notice me."

"Very good, can you keep tracking him?" Lin An asked tentatively. This task was obviously too onerous and dangerous for the lazy Mezzo.

Unexpectedly, Mezuo agreed immediately.

"no problem."

At this moment, Lin An realized that Mezzo had become taciturn since he came back.

She no longer shared those dreamy nonsense, and no longer shouted that she wanted to go to bed. Especially when entertaining Stingler Nach, she seemed particularly reliable.

Is this considered... growth?

After repeatedly confirming Mezuo's wishes, Lin An asked her to follow Sting Le.

"Dong dong, dong dong dong——"

The sound of war drums came from downstairs of the Capitol. It was the "performance" of World Tree's civilian department that was rehearsing recruitment.

According to the construction period given by Fu Bin, when the job fair starts on February 15th, it will also be the time when the [Atrium] is completed.

I really can’t wait to create my own avatar.

Lin An exited the World Tree system and continued to use the keyboard and computer with one hand and placed the other hand on top of an ancient book with a complicated and simple cover and thick pages.

Although Stingler Nach returned the 12 volumes of "Encyclopedia of Magic" to Lin An, the translation comparison sent to him by Adelia and the documents he had already translated were still lost, and he had to reconstruct it based on his memory. Interpret the contents of Book Six.

"Encyclopedia of Magic VI: Cooperation with the Devil - Contracts, Symbols and Taboos of the Princes and Nobles of Hell".

…………

A teenager was running around in the crowd, holding a leather women's wallet in his hand.

"Boom!"

A heavy blow fell from the sky and hit the boy's head.

He immediately fell to the ground, scratched his head, and looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a pink suit, a corsage on his chest, and a flannel hat on his head. He was holding a cigar in his left hand and a retro cane in his right hand. A pair of light red leather shoes almost blinded the young man's eyes.

This kind of exquisite and conspicuous dress should not appear on the streets of Kinshasa - at least not in the poor areas!

"You should return the stolen things to the owner." The man had a low-class accent similar to that of a teenager, but his words were very elegant. "You know that stealing is wrong - forget it, where are you from? Come?"

"I followed the army until our camp was disbanded, or so I heard. In fact, I guess they were eaten by an eight-eyed tiger, and not even the bones were left."

"So you are not from Kinshasa?" the man asked.

"Is this Kinshasa?" The boy scratched his head, "Then I have to find a place to play football."

"You can go play football again tomorrow. You might as well try your luck at the Capitol Building in the center of the city today - World Tree's job fair is about to start."

"A job fair, is it similar to a military recruitment?" The young man's eyes lit up, "Okay, it seems that the next meal has been secured again."

"Yeah, I think so too. I hope World Tree can provide some food right away. I've been hungry for three days and three nights." The man raised his hat and thanked the upper class, "But first we That wallet must be returned to its owner."

"Otherwise, are you going to hit me with your cane again?" The young man took a step back, "I have a knife."

"I don't need to tell you the location of the Capitol Building." The man grinned, showing his white teeth. "You don't know the way to Kinshasa. Let me tell you, many people want to work in World Tree, but they won't be able to do it if it's too late. The place stood.”

The young man frowned and clicked his tongue.

"Just pay it back! There seems to be no money in it."

He mouthed behind the man, and a girl in tattered clothes, short hair, and a face covered in mud stumbled over, stepping on the mud, shouting in English.

"Stop! Give me the stuff back!"

The boy threw the wallet casually, and the girl hurriedly caught it, took out the family photos on the mezzanine, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I still have this photo." She put her wallet in her arms, "Wow, it's hard to imagine that I was an intern at a listed media company last year, and now I'm reduced to this..."

"Are you going to the World Tree job fair?" the man asked in French with a thick accent.

"Yes." The girl said while gesturing, "Thank you for stopping the thief..."

"Would you like to go together?" The man extended his elbows in a gentlemanly manner, like inviting a dancing lady to a ball, humming a song, "He has a knife, I have hands and feet, and you have a brain. We are better than our former classmates." Prime Minister Tu is stronger." (End of chapter)