World Occult User Guide

Lin An glanced at the old-fashioned calendar on the wall. It was already December 18, 2038. He had been delayed by the time fragment for nearly a month and a half.

Feeling the warmth on his back, he patted the back of Mezzo's hand.

"I kept my promise and came back before the New Year."

"It's better to meet a real person. I don't like cold messages."

Her smiling voice was interrupted, and a mysterious person pointed at the two of them and shouted.

"You, you are-!?"

His face is wearing a mask made by the sacred blacksmith commissioned by Misulu, and his identity is self-evident. He is a member of the [Four Living Gods] in Mbambuka and the new "listener" of the prophet.

"Zai, where are you?" Lin An ignored him and called another name.

"This way."

The sound came from above. A thick python was coiled on the ceiling. Its body was covered with colorful spiral patterns, just like a colorful giant caterpillar.

Having lost its memory, it didn't know the so-called "in the air" state. It just felt that it couldn't keep up with Lin An's return to the earthly world, so it left the underworld indifferently.

I saw a living prophet for the first time. Lin An thought to himself.

The mysterious man was stunned for a long time, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"Master Prophet?"

Although Zai would not recall memories because of the title, Lin An had just finished the battle and was too lazy to explain too much. The [Philosopher's Stone] blew the air current and blew the mysterious man out of the window, and used metal conversion to weld the doors and windows shut.

As a mysterious person, it doesn't matter that he was mortally injured after falling from the fifth floor.

"Why did that man call me 'Prophet'?" Zai meandered to the ground, his three-meter-long body coiled in a circle, with dazzling patterns that made people dizzy.

"This is your [Code Name] in [World Tree]." Lin An said seriously, "In our system, everyone never shows others by their real names."

He raised his hand slightly, and green data surrounded Zai, who was immediately dazzled and dumbfounded as he looked at these familiar and unfamiliar words.

Not long ago, Lin An created his ID card with lightning speed.

【Name】: Zai

[Mysterious Prototype]: Mmumma Mbatilanda

[Department]: Face to face

[No.]: Scout_001

[Authority Level]: Green

【Number of ash leaves】: 0

[Codename]: Prophet

Scout is another number under Ranger, which refers to the core members of the World Tree. The threshold is the awakened mystic, and the authority is generally between green or cypress green.

Zai is the first official member to join this system. The tribesmen invited by Lin An have not passed the newcomer test and have not received numbers or employee ID cards.

It currently has almost no common sense, but its mysterious skills are hard to guard against. Lin An was assigned to the direct-facing department, which was in urgent need of manpower, as the first captain of the punishment team.

"ID card..."

Zai muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

He is no longer a threat. If he becomes "crooked" in the future, Lin An would not mind including his entry again to "initialize" him.

"The Spirit Living Beyond the Rainbow I: M'Mumma Mbatilanda" provides a total of two source-level entries. It is the first time that Lin An has included other source-level entries besides the first volume of the Encyclopedia of Magic.

The first item is called [Nirvana of the River], which consumes "God of Truth" x4, "God of Farming" x2 and "Presiding Judge" x1 to summon a bow made of two snakes, which looks like a bow to the naked eye. rainbow.

When he shoots it at an individual, the things he has recently experienced will turn into disordered fragments. Lin An uses this as a guide to create an endless reincarnation of time, and then puts the individual inside.

The biggest flaw with this entry is the extremely long preparation time.

After shooting the bow and arrow, Lin An needs to sort out the fragments of his individual experience and put them together into a complete timeline, a process that takes at least 12 hours.

If used properly, this is a good portable "prison", specially used to imprison those who are somewhat useful but cannot be killed.

The second item made Lin An overjoyed, and it was called [Imprints of Thoughts on the Road to Taichu].

Consume "God of Truth" x3, "Prophet" x2, "Lord of the Earth" x1 and "God of Farming" x1 to copy the soul of the body once, fill it into a container for storage, and if you die in the future, you will ascend to the " in the air” awaiting resurrection.

This entry made up for the "resurrection" type of mystery that Lin An had never been able to obtain, giving him the confidence to die.

Unfortunately, by observing Zai's condition, Lin An discovered that the "Imprint of Thoughts on Taichu Road" has a shortcoming. It will reduce the radiation value of the "God of Truth" by about 2%.

Kind of like a save point.

I don't know if this entry will have any additional impact on "knowledge seekers", such as losing media or entries, which would be more of a loss than a gain.

Moreover, this entry will make people enter the meditation of "in the air". Although the prophet with a complete prototype can recover at any time, Lin An still doesn't know how to return to the earthly world.

Try not to die if you can, but if unfortunately you die, you don't have to be afraid of "just die".

There are no useless entries at the source level, but it would cost too much money and energy to kill such a mysterious person.

It took Lin An a full five months to deal with Doris, and now it also took him a month and a half to kill the prophet.

Thinking of this, Lin An couldn't help but look at Zai who was curled up in a ball.

If I can explode gold coins every time I kill him, and he can be resurrected infinitely, wouldn't I be able to get inexhaustible "God of Truth" media and countless entries?

Sensing Lin An's murderous intent, Zai immediately came back to his senses and glanced at him with a slight doubt, as if he was re-examining Lin An's previous friendly attitude.

Even if he loses his memory, the Source Level is still the Source Level and is quite sharp.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lin An decided not to take action for the time being. Firstly, he had more important things to deal with first, and secondly, he was afraid that if he killed Zai again, his pollution level would exceed the threshold and he would turn into a murderous lunatic.

He didn't have time to deal with an out-of-control Source Level.

In the future, when Zai's numerical value stabilizes, I will encounter a bottleneck again, maybe...

No, no, I have decided to be a human being!

Source-level entries are available...

"Lin, is it really the 'prophet'?"

Mezuo interrupted Lin An's entanglement. She poked her head around, curious and afraid of this colorful python.

"As you can see, it is one of the new members of our [World Tree] system, Scout_001 [Prophet]." Lin An turned to her, "How is your situation?"

"I don't know either." Mezzo blinked his big eyes.

Making concealed masks, crossing the Karenga line between life and death, and "opening doors"...

Many mysterious prototypes obtained from the fingers of the God of Creation flashed through Lin An's mind, but they were all rejected by the system and did not pop up the corresponding panel.

Got too few clues?

Impossible. The two fingers of the Bantu Creation God cover all the prototypes of the entire Bantu Kingdom, from the source level [Four Living Gods] to the ubiquitous weird talk level, there is no omission.

Unless, what Mezo awakened was not the prototype of Bantu...

Lin An recalled that when he first met Misulu, he felt that the appearance of the spotted lion tribe was completely different from that of the rainforest people, and they were more like the people near the Mediterranean, especially the Kingdom of Abyssinia.

Could it be that the prototype of Mezo comes from there?

Entering the venting mode, Lin An found that her light spot took on the shape of a soft and elegant full moon, releasing intoxicating rays.

Special light spots indicate higher ratings. Lin An thought for a moment and asked: "Mezzo, can you let me take a look at the 'mask'?"

"Um."

Mezzo picked up the mask and covered his face.

In an instant, Lin An lost his "perception". Although Meizuo was standing in the same place as usual, he somehow unconsciously ignored her and couldn't even see her specific appearance clearly.

It was as if she merged with the background and no longer existed.

Taking a deep breath, Lin An sank his consciousness into the "One Eye of God" and his vision became clear.

She wears a beautiful mask, dotted with purple, blue, yellow and cyan stars, which move along their respective orbits vibrantly, forming the face of an ever-changing human girl.

At the same time, Lin An noticed the chains connected to the edges of the mask, and they wrapped around Mezo's wrists, body, and ankles.

Compared with the fascinating and colorful masks, the energy of these chains is more like the key to "concealment".

They are like pure fairy flowers in a disorderly, chaotic and sensual world. Even if they are witnessed, people can't help but hurt them, or subconsciously think that she is not a real human being, but a wax figure, an oil painting, or a sculpture.

After all, things that are too beautiful are always illusory.

"System, can this individual be selected as a target?"

"yes."

Lin An felt a little relieved after receiving a positive answer.

Mezzo meant no harm, but he maintained the vigilance necessary to deal with the "prophet."

"Da da da."

The sound of excited footsteps came, and Misulu pushed the door in pantingly. He was startled by the huge and colorful python. He immediately saw Lin An and Mezo standing side by side, hesitation flashing across their faces.

"Lin...is that you?"

"Misulu, you have worked hard during this time." Lin An nodded to him.

"Hard?"

"It must be really hard on your eyes to keep identifying other people as me."

You mean I'm blind... Misulu's eyelids twitched. Thinking of his previous behavior, he was unable to refute Lin An's words and touched his nose awkwardly.

"Tsk, take me hunting with you next time."

In just one month, he has become a different person.

Without anyone's guidance, Misulu's radiation level reached 5%. The key is that the pollution level is only about 10%, which still shows that he is very good at controlling his prototype.

"Okay, let's go on a mission together right away." Lin An smiled and patted him on the shoulder. The latter smiled back, canceling the misunderstanding and complaint, "Where are the others?"

"I'll call them."

Misulu's work efficiency was extremely fast. Not long after, the five Ranger members of the World Tree system and the great elder Fulami gathered together. At the same time, the remnants of the [Four Living Gods] arrived.

Lin An counted and found that there were 4 legendaries and 9 catastrophes in total. Including the dead shape-shifting wizards, their combat effectiveness and personnel composition were comparable to that of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce's office in Kinshasa.

After Tshisekedi's betrayal, the Bantu family's vitality was severely damaged and its decline was serious.

This group of people saw Lin An sitting behind the desk, while the great prophet was sitting quietly. They suddenly understood the change in the situation, and their faces turned pale, and they did not dare to say anything.

The mysterious man who fell from the fifth floor was sweating in pain and silently endured the pain of broken bones.

Facing the disgusted gazes of the Spotted Lion Clan, the remnants of the [Four Living Gods] were sweating profusely and shaking like chaff.

"I can kill you." Lin An said.

"You don't need to come, ranger, I'm happy to do it." Misuru smiled cruelly, "Do you want to be torn into pieces by ghosts?"

Everyone trembled in fear and shook their heads subconsciously.

"Then tear it into pieces."

The remnants of the [Four Living Gods] felt as if they were struck by lightning, and their vision went dark. Some of them folded their hands and recited a prayer to say goodbye to their families.

"Any last words?" Lin An continued.

In order to survive, everyone looked at each other and spoke tentatively.

"Dear ranger, if you let us go, we can make meritorious deeds and work with you to defeat Tshisekedi's army and protect the safety of Mbambuka. Rather, this is our goal."

"Your Spotted Lion Tribe has enmity with the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce, and they are allies with the 'Chief', so in fact we have a common enemy. We should not fight among ourselves. Instead, we have taken advantage of that group of people."

"Yes, we have no conflict of interest, just because-"

The words stopped abruptly.

Guqing is because the prophet imprisoned the opponent without saying a word and took away the opponent's organization. That's why the Forest Ranger became the enemy of the [Four Living Gods]!

They are not unreasonable or careless people. Their heads are lowered and their faces are flushed with guilt and regret.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and besides, you are the one who initiated the war." Lin An waited for them to finish reflecting, then the green data appeared, and an ID card appeared in front of the python, clearly listing personal information.

Scout_001, [Prophet].

This is undoubtedly an intuitive letter of surrender.

"But I am willing to give you a chance to change your ways."

"Really, ranger?" Everyone suddenly became hopeful and asked eagerly, "What are the conditions?"

No matter what, it's better than being torn to pieces by ghosts!

"Scout_001 wanted me to join the [Four Living Gods], but now he has failed. The table is turned over, and I let you join my organization. How about it?"

"Okay!" Everyone nodded like garlic.

"Then what else is there to say? World Tree, activate." (End of Chapter)