World Occult User Guide

[Four Living Gods] The number of the remnants of the party starts with Firewatch, which means "firefighter". This number needs to meet two conditions: non-core employees of Yggdrasil and mystics.

The other four living god remnant parties were all recruited by Lin An, and their numbers started with Silviculturists, which means "foresters". They were non-core members of World Tree, but they were not peripheral employees of the Mystics.

They were all assigned to six major departments with scarce manpower, and were educated and transformed by various ministers.

Lin An counted the increasing numbers and thought to himself: World Tree's official employees have exceeded the 50th mark.

At that time, the Ditry branch of the St. Annilov Foundation had only three to four hundred people, and Lin An's staff recruitment speed was extremely fast.

Moreover, this number will at least triple after the tribesmen who accept "direct employment from the boss" pass the training and review of newcomers and put into work.

In addition to regular employees, World Tree also has a numbered category called Wanderer, which is a resident who relies on the World Tree virtual community system.

Lin An glanced at the tail number of the rover. The last number was 11450, indicating that more than 10,000 people were willing to accept the World Tree system.

The tribesmen who immigrated from the rainforest all have this number. Some people in Mbambuka who are closer to the hotel also accepted the arrangements of the World Tree. However, due to Tsisediq's brainwashing, they refused to cooperate with the actions of the World Tree.

An urgent matter must be resolved.

Lin An frowned after receiving the war report. He couldn't understand it, let alone how to deal with the menacing army.

In December a year ago, he was still a work-study college student in liberal arts and social sciences.

Lin An had only played several stand-alone Clash of Kings-like games with Mi Xi when he was transporting Thunderbirds. Judging from his limited experience, his own army was absolutely inferior to the orthodox army, and even the number of mystics was Also at a disadvantage.

On the opposite side, Misulu alone detected more than three figures of mystics, either from the city of Kinshasa or members of the [Four Living Gods] who had surrendered.

Lin An is only slightly better in "quality".

However……

"Are you good at fighting?" Lin An turned to Zai, who was looking into the distance.

"There's always a better way than killing someone."

The God of truth and the seeker of knowledge are not meant to fight.

The only good thing is that the journey from Kinshasa to Mbambuka is more than a few hundred kilometers. Unlike the flat roads in developed countries, the army has to pass through a large area of ​​unknown landforms, swamps, rainforests and more than a dozen large rivers. Arrive at the battlefield.

The vanguard army set up camp, but the logistics such as grain and grass trucks were still behind. Therefore, the army did not launch a general offensive. Instead, it began to occupy the small villages around Mbambuka, demanded supplies, and even arrested people and sent them into the army.

Several officers have led the most well-trained troops to attack their camp.

As for the tribesmen from the rainforest, under the guidance of the "veterans" of the Spotted Lion tribe, they stumbled into a guerrilla war with the president's vanguard troops.

But the local people supported Tshisedic like a maniac, and Yggdrasil's counterattack was not smooth.

Lin An wanted to ask, "Can we win?", but after glancing at everyone's faces, he asked, "How long will it take for the Lambridge Hotel to fall?"

"I can responsibly tell you that it will be less than 15 days at most."

Okonkwo, the mercenary black cat general of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce cleared his throat. He had fought in the South Continent for twenty years and was the best war consultant at the moment.

"Unless this Lord Python possesses a big tile that can destroy the world."

"Get some big tiles." Lin An snapped his fingers.

"good."

Zai is worthy of being a member of the aristocratic family. Even in the state of amnesia, he quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

Under Lin An's guidance, it recovered the most harmless mysterious technique.

In an instant, the entire Lambridge Hotel, as well as the employees inside and everyone talking, were drawn into the spiral pattern, collapsing inward and blending into the snake's skin, becoming imprints on the colorful lines.

Zai told Lin An as he twisted his unpredictable and dizzying body.

"I'm marking a time."

"oh?"

"After I finish preparing, everyone who is currently staying in this hotel will be traced back to this day as long as they enter the hotel again."

Lin An explained to everyone: "If you are seriously injured in the subsequent war, or are hunted down, you only need to hide in the Lambridge Hotel. Wait until the danger outside disappears, and then notify the [Prophet] Let you out."

The "God of Truth" is not good at fighting, but its auxiliary and defensive functions are excellent. Even Lin An and the president himself have difficulty entering and exiting Zai's circle intersection, let alone the attacking Kinshasa army.

From this day forward, the Lambridge Hotel became a permanent neutral shelter, a safe house in the war.

But as Zysedik said, blindly escaping and hiding will not solve the problem.

"Besides relying on the mysterious person, do you have any other suggestions?" Lin An asked Black Cat.

"If you want to win - no, survive the war, you must first find a way to stabilize the people of Mbambuka or surrounding villages."

"End that mysterious technique?"

"What mysterious technique?" Black Cat was stunned.

"Convincing people to support you." Lin An waved his hand, "Please continue."

"I'm only telling what I know." Black Cat straightened his back, "In the preparation stage for the 2034 election, the government sold off 5.8 billion U.S. dollars of mining company shares, and the buyer only paid one-tenth of the total contract value. , the shares were resold at full price on the international market.”

"The beneficiaries of this transaction are several unknown companies on the colonial island, basically all of which were established just a few months before the transaction. Most of these companies are related to the owner of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce, Jacob van Hoofwegen. , who is a close associate of the president."

"Although it is impossible to confirm that the profits from the transaction were ultimately invested in the campaign, as the former secretary of war in the presidential administration, I also have some inside knowledge. Whenever the quadrennial election begins, it is the peak of the president's ability to reach out to the people. occasion."

"This time he doesn't need money. He can achieve the effect of hundreds of millions of swords just by relying on 'mysterious skills'." Lin An compiled the green data slowly, "No wonder Kinshasa is so lively. It turns out that the election is coming soon..."

"I don't know the rules of Commerce, but what I do know is that unless you are elected as the next Bantu president, change the laws, and lift the declaration of war, we have no chance of winning."

"Haha, let me be the Bantu president. This suggestion alone is very——"

"Worth a try."

Before Lin An could laugh at himself, Black Cat continued.

"Today, the government is severely corrupt, various departments operate independently, taxation is in chaos, and towns and countries are declining day by day. Even if we repulse this attack, there will be another time, and the next time, so why not simply support you to become president."

"Are you serious?"

"There is no one in Bantu who is more suitable to be a candidate than you." Edward was the first to stand up, "You are so powerful, you can turn your hands into clouds and rain, but you also have compassion for the weakest ordinary people. "

That's because I don't like and don't think it's necessary to deal with the seeds of "Comes".

"Master Zuling is clearly knowledgeable and has everything under control, but he is still willing to listen to our immature suggestions and respect each of our ideas." Meyer interjected, "This is a good quality as a leader. "

That's because I don't understand some worldly disputes and I'm too lazy to delve into them!

"In my opinion, there are only two people who can sit on the Bantu Presidential Chair, one is you and the other is me." Misulu clenched his hands into fists, "If you don't go, I will kill the person on it and replace him , because they don’t deserve it.”

"I vote! I vote! I vote unanimously!" Mezzo booed for no apparent reason.

Fu Bin, who was silent, tore off the yellow gift ribbon of champagne on the bar and put it on Lin An's shoulders. The latter's eyes twitched and he glared at him fiercely, regardless of revealing his identity.

Grandma, why are you wearing a yellow robe?

World Tree is the six departments, not the six ministers!

Taking a deep breath, Lin An said: "You only said these words out of your own position. Most Bantu people don't think so. So my plan is..."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, something hit the office window, making a violent muffled sound, the glass shattered, and a chaotic sound came. There were men and women, old and young, and there were many people.

"Another blind guy came here to make trouble and protest. There is really no end to this group of guys."

Misulu looked stern and was about to take action, but was stopped by Lin An.

He looked down and saw a group of ragged Mbambuka residents standing in front of the hotel, holding high a billboard with large, crooked French letters.

"Support the forest rangers! Support the World Tree! Support the only hope for Bantu's future!"

“We need ash, not khat!”

“Tshisekedi = big trouble, ranger = the answer to the problem!”

When everyone saw the situation clearly, everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning and were almost petrified on the spot.

Is this still the group of "mobs" that are madly opposed to World Tree and difficult to communicate with in their impression?

The favorability is almost overflowing from the straightforward slogan!

All it took was to say "Forest ranger, I love you!"

Almost like a fanatic.

The residents waved flags and expressed their expectations for the victory of the rangers in broken French, as well as their unconditional support for any soldier who belonged to the World Tree, until they were forcibly driven away by the security personnel of the grand hotel.

The office fell into silence. Lin An cleared his throat and looked at the dumbfounded black cat.

“Mbambuka’s public sentiment needs to be stabilized?”

"This, this..." Black Cat was speechless, "Yesterday they were still a group of troublesome protesters, why have they changed their temper today?"

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, how can it be compared to the genuine Lord Ancestral Spirit?" Meizuo said kindly, "Even the Bantu people can feel the difference in aura between the two!"

"Is the aura of overlord real?" Fu Bin used playful words to cover up his uncontrollable doubts.

Your size is king.

Lin An grinded his teeth. How could the people of Mbambuka tell the difference between him and the shape-shifting wizard? There was only one reasonable explanation for the abnormality just now.

Tshisekedi’s “brainwashing” has failed.

It is possible that he paid a heavy price for his use of that gender-splitting mystery.

Then why did he use this technique on the prophet without any scruples?

Lin An glanced at the prophet who was staring at the people. He understood that the object of these people's respect was not him, but the prophet who had worked hard during this period. Unfortunately, they did not start to love it until it lost its memory.

But Lin An will not sympathize with it, nor will he stop to appease it. He has goals that he needs to accomplish.

"In any case, the weakening of the president's power is a good opportunity for us to counterattack."