World Occult User Guide

"Mr. President, I have come to seek an explanation for the death of an employee of the Kinshasa office."

Tshisekedi thought he had heard this sentence somewhere, and after a moment of pondering, he understood the strangeness of the matter.

"Alfonso III, don't worry, this happened in the past of the 'God of Truth'."

"How are you sure we're in the past?"

"That's it, [Four Living Gods]..."

The president introduced the mystical skills of the prophet, and the people there also came to the conclusion in his own way.

"The 'Prophet' created a time shard and killed my employees in it? The time shard is obviously just a movie, is it just to vent his anger?"

"As far as I know, when he wants to increase his pollution value, he will take the initiative to take action in the time fragments. Perhaps he has encountered setbacks in the real timeline."

The corners of Tshisekedi's mouth curved perfectly.

"What's more likely is that he imprisoned a person in a time shard. The poor guy couldn't bear the loneliness and attacked your chamber of commerce."

"That's it." The person on the screen nodded, "Fortunately, I solved the misunderstanding in time, otherwise according to the internal rules of [New Seven Sins Demon Lord], I have the right to initiate an expulsion vote against you."

"I'm sorry to hear that your employees died on my territory." The president shook his head regretfully, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's so boring." A fleshy face turned around, "I thought I could watch a hearty debate! Fortunately, I sent a message to my brothers and sisters and asked them to be the jury."

"I disappoint you, Mr. Metalonte." The president's smile was still bright. "I have always been wholeheartedly devoted to [Black City]. I believe everyone is very satisfied."

"As long as there is a chance, no one in the world is unwilling to be loyal to Her Majesty the Uncrowned Queen. It's just that the review threshold of [Abyss Hall] is very high, and I still miss my old relationship."

The young man in the center picked up a handful of Cheetos and put it in his mouth, chewing it while talking, until the crumbs fell out.

"Anyway, it's Yan Guo Wuhen's time fragment. Do you want to play with it?"

"I……"

"Just take it as your promise!"

The young man clapped his hands, and the originally folded cube stretched. Five screens plus his face were lined up, like the layout of a control room. The flashing snowflake screens illuminated Tshisekedi’s fake smile from six directions.

Behind him, the equatorial light sank into the horizon.

There were no lights on in the office, and the bust became increasingly clear in the darkness.

"Dang Dang Dang, the trial is about to begin." The young man spread his hands in a serious manner, "You can go to the toilet and buy some popcorn before everyone arrives. There will be no intermission in this meeting."

Even though he was being watched like a circus, the president always maintained a smile that did not seem to be fake and allowed the young people to do whatever they wanted.

However, the next moment, his eyes suddenly changed.

The pupils that were originally as dark as ink shrank and took on the color of emotion.

"Oh, dear 'Mophead' is late again. Sure enough, you are more punctual, 'Pirate Mercenary'."

The chubby young man was still chattering, showing his superiority in a naughty and arrogant way. Tshisekedi, who was smiling at him, couldn't bear the twitching of his face and stood up suddenly.

"Wow!"

The chairs and the floor made a harsh sound, which attracted the young man's side glances.

"What's wrong?"

"It's a bit urgent, let's go out for a while."

The president used half a hand to cover the drooping corners of his mouth, and walked out of the office without revealing his impatience.

The 3D projected bust of the young man deliberately made a circle in mid-air, turned towards Tshisekedi's fleeing back, and said "goodbye" in MyTube's popular sign language.

"I wish you smooth bowel movements! Brothers and sisters, President Leopard AFK."

Tshisekedi almost stumbled and closed the door loudly.

Not only was he afraid of showing his disgust and being humiliated by young people, but the main reason for Tshisekedi's departure was that he discovered that a mysterious person had infiltrated the presidential palace.

This person has a high rating and bad intentions.

The most important thing is that he rushed straight to that room...

Tshisekedi's eyes darkened and he quickened his pace.

When he focused on the intruder, Lin An, he didn't notice a miniature man leaping up from the window sill and nimbly rolling into the empty office.

The alchemy creature has a delicate face, surrounded by a twisted and illusory atmosphere, as if it is walking in a different dimension space separated from reality, which is difficult to capture with the naked eye.

It is Lin An's [little man in the bottle].

About half an hour ago, when he raised the tablet to the demon, the latter stretched out a finger with sharp nails and clicked on the screen.

"The 'treasures' you mentioned are in three places, here, here and here."

His shadow directly penetrated the plate without leaving any trace. Lin An drew the red dot on behalf of Lucifer.

Just as the prophet said, the chief took away the fingers of the God of Creation inherited from the witches and wizards, plus his own, making a total of three.

Tshisekedi placed them in different locations, and Lin An estimated that he also used different methods to hide them.

After thinking for a moment, Lin An decided to go to the red dot near the women's room and let the devil and the [Little Man in the Bottle] search for the finger in the President's Office.

Experience told him that the strange energy in the house might find the mysterious person himself, but it was not very sensitive to mysterious objects.

Sure enough, when Lin An approached the women's room, he immediately felt the aura of "Comes" spreading out.

Tshisekedi noticed him.

But it didn't matter. Lin An sank his consciousness into the little man in the bottle. The decoration of the President's Office, which he had visited once, came into view, but what surprised him was that there were six flickering screens floating in the air.

The display screen is about the same size as a 70-inch TV. Busts with different expressions flash together with fine colored luminous particles, giving it a sense of déjà vu that is both eerie and unpredictable.

It seems that according to the development of human society, it will become a reality one day.

"Don't forget your promise!"

The demon Lucifer Rofkar rushed to a certain place, and the six display screens immediately trembled violently. Unlike ordinary surveillance probes, it could capture the energy changes of "Comoth".

"Oh, are you back so soon?"

The joking voice sounded, and Lin An licked his lips. The person who appeared in the President's Office was definitely not a good person.

Fortunately, he mistook the demon's fluctuations for Tshisekedi.

It seems that the "monitoring probe" is not very accurate.

Without clearing the Dreamer space, Lin An controlled the little man in the bottle to walk into the office. The six floating screens turned a blind eye and chatted on their own.

"The leopard-print president didn't come back, maybe you saw it wrong." Another neutral voice said, "Compared to him, I'm more curious about what you just mentioned. Anyway, it's a fragment of time. Why don't you talk about it?"

"Okay." The original voice continued, "My reasons for joining the Black City are different from yours."

Lin An had just sat down at his desk when he heard these words coming from the screen.

The speaker was a young man with a hump, a garlic nose, and dark brown curly hair. He looked less than thirty years old and was wearing a greasy plaid shirt.

He was holding a Coke in one hand and supporting his chin with the other hand while talking on a gaming chair.

"Pirate mercenary, you are right. I was a core member of [Yisi Leye] before, and even the next, uh, heir to the dynasty? There are no other brothers and sisters competing with me, Dear San Anillo I am the only surviving child of my husband."

Joining the [Black City]...could this group of people be members of the [New Seven Sins Demon Lord]?

Lin An counted and found that including Tshisekedi, there were indeed seven people, which perfectly matched the number of people in the mail. He couldn't help but prick up his ears.

The speaker comes from Yishi Leye...

It is the ancestral home of Jericho, the president of the foundation, and it is also the Enoch sect, the dependents of God after the division of the Hebrews.

It turns out that the name of the St. Anilov Foundation is because the core of Yishi Leye is the family of "St. Anilov".

Whenever anyone utters the name of the Foundation, the measure of the Lord of Bliss is increased by one.

I am afraid this is also the reason why the Enochians allowed the ancestors of Jericho to go to the sea and spread their branches.

When Jericho made a deal with [Xion] and [Dawn Association] and sold out the foundation, there must have been considerations for letter names, measurements, and the spread of the "Goddess with the Lamp".

It turns out that the authoritative official guardian organization in the eyes of ordinary people may just be a way for a high-ranking mysterious person to lay a trap and collect energy.

The principles followed by those people, the firm beliefs they held, and the life goals they achieved were nothing more than tools for the aristocratic families to play chess.

Fortunately, I jumped out of their "chessboard".

Some puzzling questions suddenly became clear, and Lin An continued to listen.

The fat young man seemed to be a fool, but he didn't actually reveal much useful information. He was talking about why he gave up the inheritance rights of Yizhi Leye and turned to Adelia.

"Resentment towards tradition and desire for food." The young man took a sip of the fat house happy water, "Before I was 18 years old, I only had rabbis and Mosaic commandments in my life, and later I was admitted to the Barcelona Theological Seminary. "

"It wasn't until I went to the University of Texas as an exchange student that I realized how miserable my life was! When I got off the plane, the sweet air hit my face. My classmates were so enthusiastic that they became brothers with me in a few days and even treated me to the first meal of my life. A Burger King meal.”

“I only ate kosher food and had never tasted pork, so I had vomiting and diarrhea after eating the burger, but at that moment I finally understood what I wanted to do – break tradition and long live freedom!”

The young man raised his Coke and made a toast gesture.

"Does the local Sanhedrin care?" The neutral voice knew something about the living customs of the Hebrews.

"Haha, there is no guild in Texas!"

At this time, Lin An was rummaging through his desk and unexpectedly found that the safe under the desk was unlocked. It was probably because Tshisekedi left in a hurry and forgot to close it again due to the time fragmentation.

In addition to the dazzling and amazing gold bars, Lin An took out a bronze notebook and scanned the contents at a glance.

Unsurprisingly, this is the "pamphlet" that David refers to.

Most of the book is written in elegant French, recording the president's bribes to his cronies, except for the last page, which contains a confusing and unfamiliar text, like a secret language.

Lin An used [21 words] without hesitation, and brand-new information came into view.

Relying on the extraterrestrial reading speed, he quickly saw the most critical part, and immediately raised his head and looked at the screen.

The young man is the "fat boy" mentioned in the email, the [Prime Minister] of the [Abyss Hall], the chief of the [New Seven Sins Demon Lord], and the demon lord in charge of "genetic modification" - "Metalonte".

Lin An guessed that this was the same as Jericho, just a pseudonym for walking in the world, or an alphabetical name.

"One year later, I no longer wanted to return to the depressing atmosphere, so I agreed to two invitations from Her Majesty the Uncrowned Queen. One was a postgraduate offer from the University of Edinburgh, and the other was to become one of the backbones of the Black Capital." Mehta Lonte was still talking.

"It's really whatever you want."

The person chatting with him wore a huge wide-brimmed hat, and the shadow covered most of his face, revealing only thin lips with old scars and a short, curly and thick beard.

"Human Experiment" Demon Lord, pirate mercenary.

The nicknames recorded in the presidential pamphlet were very consistent with the characteristics of each demon lord. Lin An and the figures on the screen picked up the nicknames one by one.

The "Environmental Pollution" Demon Lord, Alfonso III, can be guessed from his background that this person is the leader of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce, Jacob van Hoofwegen.

The demon lord of "social injustice" has a mop head. He covers his entire face with messy hair. His appearance is similar to Sadako from horror movies. He is surrounded by flying flies, hunched over and silent.

The "poverty-making" demon Lord, Snake-waisted, is a sexy woman lying on the bed, with only a gauze covering her whole body. All the female organs are clearly exposed, but none of the demon Lords cast coveted glances. Instead, they try their best to Avoid eye contact with her.

The "money-grubbing" devil, the leopard-print president, and Tshisekedi.

Lin An used the elimination method to deduce the last demon lord who "willedly fall", a bounty hunter.

He didn't hide anything, and his bust was exposed generously. He looked like an ordinary, thin man, so ordinary that if he were thrown into the crowd, he would be reduced to a background in a few seconds.

These are the elites of [Black City]... Lin An closed the booklet.

You don’t need to guess to know that they have the same strength as Tshisekedi, or even exceed it.

"I've found it, I've found it!" Lucifer's huge body fell on a blooming canna, and the delicate flowers lowered his head like a red-crowned crane with lowered eyebrows and eyes. "The treasure is hidden in the crown." under!"

After hearing this, the little man in the bottle picked up the canna and the flower pot, hid it in the space of the "Dreamer", and embarked on the road to merge with the real body without any delay.

The six screens were flickering, and only the "bounty hunter" seemed to be aware of it, showing an incomprehensible smile.

"Is it you who killed the Chamber of Commerce employee so that I had to accept that guy's bad taste?"

At the same time, [God's One Eye] raised his middle finger, and the sound of footsteps sounded in Lin An's ears.

I saw Tshisekedi changing his usual optimist attitude. His unparalleled anger was like a burning flame, rising into the sky and lighting up almost half of the night sky. (End of chapter)