World Occult User Guide

One week after officially arriving in the Bantu rainforest, Lin An renovated the residence of the spotted lion tribe.

The floor was replaced with dry straw mats, and the hammock was raised off the ground, covered with several soft animal skins, okapi furs offered by other tribes, a strange creature that is half zebra and half wild horse.

Lin An drank warm water and took care of his panel.

He had tried the magical cocoa nut before, which tasted bitter in his mouth. He was also acclimated to the barbecued cocoa nut.

The three meals a day in the rain forest are still difficult to swallow, so Lin An relies on the beef jerky, chocolate and other snacks provided by the tiger fish tribe last time.

Speaking of delicious food, he couldn't help but think of his senior sister and Ruan Ruyun who were far away in the Dragon Kingdom. He didn't know what the situation was like in the outside world and how they were doing.

Shaking his head, he turned back to his own panel and checked the progress.

[Letter Name]: Ghost of Ditri City, Forester, Spotted Lion Ancestral Spirit, Kalunga Mpungu

[Personality]: Meme

[Fusion Process]: 0.4%

[Measurement value]: 34.4

[Deviation value]: 77.1%

Recently, Lin An selected seven more spotted lion tribesmen to become mystics. After experiments, he found that putting disaster-level entries into [edit] may not necessarily get disaster-level feedback, and there are still many weird stories.

Moreover, the time required from the time [Edit] is turned on until the person awakens varies from one day to several weeks. During this period, Lin An cannot use the entries placed in the tree diagram and cannot actively withdraw them.

So he only selected the items he didn't need and put them into [Edit] to prevent useful items from being disabled.

In addition to the spotted lion tribe, there were a total of five surrounding tribes who decided to develop friendly cooperative relations with Lin An after being attacked by the hyenas.

They provided the spotted lion tribe with many supplies, as well as some practical survival skills, such as animal language, methods of picking certain fruits, and experience in raising insects or birds, in exchange for help from Lin An.

The drink Lin An has on hand comes from the honey-producing ants of the chimpanzee tribe. They secrete sweet dew with a slight plant aroma. When added with warm water, it will be refreshing and refreshing.

"Gululu..."

Bubbles and white smoke came out of the cooking pot and slowly rose from the roof. Lin An picked up a horn cup, scooped out the boiling water and let it cool.

The Spotted Lion Tribe has a senior elder who usually drinks boiled water. After Lin An popularized it, nearby tribes also started to boil water, eliminating the risk of parasites.

However, even if he is unfortunately infected, Lin An has a "God of Farming" medium mystic who can melt the eggs in his body. The other tribes only need to hand over the supplies to get help.

In addition to a steady stream of materials, Lin An also exchanged some "people" with various tribes.

Surrounding tribes can send young men and women to the Spotted Lion to live with the Spotted Lion tribe. Based on their performance, they can receive Lin An's blessing and master a magical big tile.

The temptation of magical power is fatal. In just one week, the population of the Spotted Lion Tribe has expanded from more than one hundred to five hundred people, including not only young talents from various tribes, but also captives from the Tiger Fish Tribe.

Since the last negotiation failed, the Tiger Fish Tribe has fallen silent and has not come to cause trouble anymore. It has even stopped appearing in various hunting areas.

All in all, the total number of people in Yulin who know Lin An's alphabetical name should reach about 2,000. Including hyenas and Karu mermaids, there are about 11 mysterious people, basically at the level of ghost stories.

Although the measurements were greatly improved, the integration process between him and the "Lady with the Lamp" was slow due to the high deviation value.

Not only that, Lin An always felt that he couldn't rely solely on the system's data.

The essence of the "Lamp Goddess" is the purest concept of the planet "Comes". If he wants to maintain his own personality and control it at the same time, Lin An needs to deeply understand the beliefs of various civilizations on Titan.

He stayed in the Bantu Rainforest for more than a week, but he didn't have much personal experience with the local customs and habits. The tribesmen were also cautious in speaking and acting in front of Lin An out of awe and admiration, like a group of primary school students waiting to be scolded.

The mystery of Nanzhou is full of magnificent weirdness, which is completely different from the spiritualism Lin An is accustomed to, so it is somewhat difficult and daunting for him to enter.

I must integrate into this primitive land and cannot shrink into my comfort zone. Lin An thought, whether it is to integrate the "Lamp Goddess" or to have a deeper understanding of the mystical principles of Nanzhou.

While drinking the ant honey water, Lin An took out the stones that the ancestors invited him to come and looked thoughtful.

Suddenly, a yellow-spotted butterfly flew in through a small hole in the roof and landed on the back of his hand, its colorful wings fluttering, beautiful and gorgeous.

A few seconds later, a distorted vision suddenly appeared!

Lin's pupils shrank, as if his father's reminder was still in his ears - in the rain forest, any animal may be a mysterious messenger.

The butterfly rotted rapidly, its stomach burst into dense maggots, and an unspeakable stench filled the entire house.

A feeling of déjà vu enveloped Lin An. He recognized that this ability belonged to the "Dreamer" and was exactly the same as when he first saw the Witch on the International Bridge.

The strange space that is different from reality continues to expand from the dead body of the butterfly, and the illusion spreads out like a scroll.

"System, search for a way to 'break away from the illusion'."

"Unfortunately, no corresponding entry was found." System Broadcaster reported, "You are in the illusory space created by the 'Dreamer', which will last until his energy is exhausted."

Lin An does not have a "Dreamer" entry, so it is difficult to directly counterattack.

However, after some attempts, he realized that he could not touch the colors brought by the butterflies, and they could not substantially harm him.

Most of the dreamers are not lethal. Their advantage is that the casting distance is extremely long. If you want to completely escape from the illusion, you can only lock on the "visionary" himself and kill him to end everything.

At this moment, Lin An had no choice but to stand still, and bizarre images were forced into his mind.

Along with the boundless darkness, a group of arrogant ancient ghosts appeared in the illusory space. They owned chariots, had black beards on their mouths, and traveled around on the backs of blue elephants.

They walked through Lin An's body and traveled a long distance. The surrounding scene gradually changed from darkness to grassland and wilderness. He followed them to the original gathering place.

The bonfire soars high and burns endlessly.

The ghosts gallop across the ancient and magical plains carrying the heavy burdens of centuries. Those unrecorded burdens come from the accumulation of historical suffering and the firepower passed down from generation to generation, hidden in the dark sky.

Another group of people walked out of the bonfire, including forgotten gods and two vague giants.

The obscure songs sang melodiously, and vaguely, Lin An heard the gods calling the giants the ancestors who "created the world".

The giant flew into the sky, and the gods continued to dance.

They were dressed in dazzling gold and silver, with jewelry and shells on their bodies, golden crowns on their heads, and bracelets that jingled as if they were playing long-lost music.

Lin An watched them holding silver scepters, trekking through mountains and rivers through the devastated rubble.

Everyone moved in a hurry, like saints shouldering a lofty mission, disappearing into the horizon.

Following the gods were figures wearing modern clothes. From the hazy songs, Lin An learned that they were the ancestors of the Bantu nation. They were rich in knowledge and knowledgeable about the past and present. They had been reborn many times and protected their descendants from generation to generation. .

"This is a land of compassion, war, and tranquility; this is a land of freedom, power, and imagination; this is an open-minded, transcendent place where all primary consciousnesses can take root. ,Bloom and bear fruit."

The singing was slow and clear, and hoarse voices poured into Lin An's ears from all directions.

"Its spirituality allows us to understand the language of gods, birds, beasts and trees. The real world is mysterious and unpredictable, and people are treated as brothers and sisters. The secret of evolution and transformation always exists, hatred becomes love, wild animals become humans, People become ancestors, and ancestors become gods of heaven and earth."

"All kinds of information come and go freely here, and people are full of interest in various omens. They are like snails crawling along the restricted area. They contain amazing power, like an endless river, flowing out from the source of the world, and finally coming back again. Into the source of the world.”

"However, this land has been trampled on by future generations. Greed and corruption are rampant. Blindness and stupidity coexist. It is full of vulgar kings and incompetent and stupid leaders. This has become a degenerate place full of evil and a battle for hegemony. Never ending.”

The ghosts passed over the bodies of Lin An and the singer, and the latter's appearance gradually took shape.

The huge caterpillar blinked its glass-like blind eyes and looked down at Lin An condescendingly.

"The lost heritage of our ancestors contains truth, art, science and mysticism, and the endless mysteries of the universe. Until our achievements were denied by short-sighted conquerors, our history became the history of the conquerors."

The mighty army of souls passed by Lin An's eyes, and he seemed to be reading a thick history book.

"Do you have the determination to touch it? Do you have the talent to understand it? Can you keep your eyes open and get the wisdom of outstanding ghosts? No! Young, ambitious, pretentious outsiders, you have not yet responded awareness."

Ups and downs of thoughts flooded into Lin An's mind like waves.

A strong sense of crisis followed, goosebumps crawled up his back, and the malice of the "visionary" suddenly broke out.

The crisscrossing and airtight spider webs covered Lin An's head.

Although he didn't know the consequences of getting entangled in these spider threads, Lin An didn't want to risk his life.

"System, use "Mishnah: Tohoyot" - [ship unaffected by impurities]!"

The golden Hebrew text suddenly appeared, turning into a large cocoon, blocking the penetration of spider silk. The five-pointed star shone like the sun, and the helpless blind caterpillar faded unwillingly.

As it disappeared, cracks appeared in the illusion, and Lin An saw a corner of reality. He manipulated the Philosopher's Stone without stopping, and the air flow flew out in a compressed state, crushing the butterfly parked on the back of his hand into pieces.

The shadow of the ghost completely disappeared.

The brief confrontation came to an end. Feeling the warmth coming from the ants' honey water, Lin An narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was the first time he encountered a high-rated "Dreamer" enemy.

It sounds like this visionary is very dissatisfied with Lin An's self-proclaimed [Forest Ranger] and the incarnation of the Kalunga Line, and believes that he is not qualified to be one of the guardians of the rainforest.

Recalling the words of the great elder, Lin An felt that the dreamer was most likely the founder of [Totem], the "general, hawker or businessman" who was suspected to have come to the rainforest from Kinshasa.

After standing there for a long time, Lin An calmed down and pushed the door open.

I saw butterfly corpses like fish scales piled up into mountains, forming an undulating pile of corpses. Most of the butterflies were yellow, with clear stripes like batik. They fell on the surface of every visible object, as if they formed part of the weather conditions.

The horrifying scene made Lin An's scalp numb and he quickly activated the [Philosopher's Stone].

When the air currents blow up the dead butterflies, they melt back into the air.

The people covered by them appeared, and Lin An saw Misulu sitting against a big tree, with a haggard face and a dazed look on his face, staring straight at the sky, as if he could see things in outer space.

As soon as Lin An touched him, Misulu yelled, and then he looked around in confusion, as if he suddenly woke up from a rare dream.

"Misuru, how are you?"

"It's not good..." Misulu wiped his eyes with his arm, and Lin An realized that he was crying, "I had a sweet dream until you woke me up. As soon as I woke up, I just I have completely forgotten all the dreams I had.”

He looked sad. Lin An didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only tell the story of his encounter with the "Dreamer".

Misuru wiped away his tears silently and regained his composure.

"Let's go find the others."

The butterflies dispersed, and the spotted lion tribesmen were everywhere. Misulu touched their shoulders. Everyone he touched suddenly opened their eyes wide, filled with confusion and shock.

The people who had woken up gathered together and talked a lot, talking endlessly about the strange things they had just had a collective dream.

While waking up others along the way, Lin An discovered a hyena man in the stream of the Spotted Lion Tribe. Due to the low terrain, the air current did not blow away the butterfly corpses scattered on him.

The butterflies are like blankets, and the hyena man is still dreaming, with a strange and happy smile on his face.

After thinking for a moment, Lin An slid down the slope and used the [Philosopher's Stone] to blow away the yellow butterflies covering him.

The hyena man woke up quickly, but did not open his eyes. Something made a blinking sound. It turned out that it was him who raised his hands, and the two eyes embedded in his palms were pointed at Lin An.

"After waking up from the dream, all kinds of miracles no longer exist. Don't let me see the ruins, don't let the light illuminate me through the gaps, and don't let me see the warm sun. I have reunited with my tribe, no matter they are good or bad. bad."

His pollution level reached 95%, he was on the verge of death, and there was basically no way he could be saved.

Considering that the hyena man's time rating was C, Lin An decided to kill him simply to prevent him from running out of control and causing harm to the spotted lion tribe.

Therefore, the moment he blew away the butterflies, Lin An used the "presiding judge" item "Er shall be punished", which in Hebrew means a strong rope, wrapped it around the hyena man's neck, and tightened it suddenly.

Under the close contact, Lin An felt his muscles stiffen.

Evil eye...

“When wisdom comes, folly must die.”

Fortunately, the [Mishnah] had already taken away his life before he launched the attack.

The hyena man closed his two evil eyes, and Lin An felt relieved and relaxed his sore neck. When he raised his eyes, he saw a snow-white unicorn that had appeared out of nowhere.

It stood on the opposite bank, its head like an antelope lowered, and drank the blood-streaked water in the river in small sips.

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