World Occult User Guide

On January 25, a press conference was held on the top floor of the Abishan City Center Building in Lacon O.

Rows of seats in the conference hall spiral outward from the center of the red carpet. Journalists from all over the world sat down one after another, holding voice recorders and cameras, while writing and drawing on notebooks, computers and other equipment, while sorting out what they were about to do. proposed question.

The big screen at the front scrolls to play the main points of the press conference, which can be roughly divided into three categories.

1. Speeches from the sponsors of this conference.

2. Karpender Tshisekedi, the president of neighboring Bantu, is about to give a speech on elections, civil war and next steps. Reporters have 20 minutes for questions.

3. The successors of the four separate factions of Lacon O will soon gather together in person or via cloud connection to discuss the possibility of peacefully resolving the issue.

Apart from the sound of flipping paper, there were only muffled coughs in the conference hall, as well as the noise of several technicians adjusting various equipment, and several video and radio equipment aimed at the speaker's seat.

Although the press conference discussed Bantu and Lakong'o issues, the live broadcast here was limited to the Xizhou region.

"Test, test."

A host walked onto the podium and adjusted the microphone placed in the center. At the same time, some people filed out from behind him. The reporters immediately stared at them intently.

After the host introduced the arrangements for the press conference, he picked up the remote control.

"Here are some ads from sponsors."

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"Zizzi..."

The big screen suddenly flashed with snowflakes and burst into noise. The reporters looked at each other for a moment, and then it returned to normal audio.

A face with regular features appeared. The man was wearing a custom-made black and white suit, with a lifelike red poppy medal pinned to his chest.

“Folks, we must be a voice for the voiceless.”

The beautiful French attracted the attention of reporters and also made the audience whisper before the live broadcast.

"This is a celebrity! Jacob van Hoofwegen, the president of the Flanders Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce. It turns out that he also sponsored the press conference."

"Who doesn't know the bad things the Flemish people did in Bantu back then? "King Leopold's Ghost" is no longer a secret. I guess the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce also wants to treat Nanzhou as a private garden."

"The Van Hoofwegen family is different. They are committed to animal and environmental protection. For example, during the Lakonou civil war, in order to protect the sea turtles in Ivory Coast, they did not hesitate to send peacekeeping troops to negotiate with the military leaders there."

Jacob paused for a few seconds and then continued.

“Whether we’re talking about gender inequality, racism, queer rights, indigenous rights or animal rights, we are all fighting against injustice in the world and against the idea that one side dominates, controls, uses and exploits another with impunity.”

"We face the sixth mass extinction in cosmological history, with forests disappearing and oceans dying. The evidence shows the planet produces enough to satisfy all of humanity's needs, but never enough to satisfy its greed."

“The Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce aspires to promote healthy, planet-friendly lifestyles such as vegetarianism – addressing environmental, water and health issues and ending the cruelty of slaughter. Meat causes many types of cancer and heart disease. But Can you name a disease caused by a vegetarian diet?”

Jacob waved, and the bust on the screen switched to several real-life pictures of the Bantu rainforest, including chimpanzees, forest elephants, long-tailed monkeys, civets, pangolins, antelopes, and the naive okapi, which made people smile.

Immediately afterwards, the PPT turned to a picture of a group of people cutting up a sheep with knives. The black-haired figure stood on one side, seeming to be admiring and commanding.

Several other photos show the same people hanging cut up prey on trees to dry. Due to the mosaic and specially processed filters, these pictures look quite scary, giving people a chilling sense of strangeness.

"These are photos taken by the Chamber of Commerce when they went deep into the rainforest. This is also the first time we saw the [Forest Ranger]. We only know one thing. His origins are closely related to the recent fall of Eagle Country and the ships on the high seas."

"Is he a terrorist who escaped from the Gulf of Cuba?" The audience was stunned and their scalps were numb.

Jacob brushed off the topic in one stroke, leaving room for endless reverie.

"What can be disclosed is that the [Forest Ranger] bribed a group of savage and carnivorous tribes and overturned the original peaceful order. When we tried to solve the problem and sent envoys to negotiate with him, he brutally killed our people .”

“The most terrifying thing is that less than five months passed between the time he came to Bantu and the time he took control of Kinshasa—poor President Tshisekedi Kumasi unfortunately became the first victim! "

"Do you dare to imagine what he will do when he becomes Bantu President? The answer is obvious. He will export these animals to Western tables and let the children of Southern Asia starve in their mothers' arms, just like he did to this poor The little lamb is made the same."

Jacob stopped talking and motioned for reporters to ask questions.

Surprisingly, they were usually sharp-tongued and silent.

"He is working hard in a good direction." The audience before the live broadcast talked a lot, without professional guidance, and their opinions were mixed. "A great environmentalist - although the conclusion is a bit extreme, does he have more evidence?"

What the audience couldn't see was that the reporters, who had their backs to the live camera, were sitting stiffly, their pupils were dilated, their lips were moving up and down, and they were humming unintelligible lyrics.

Jacob continued blindly.

"With such a pursuit of justice, I ask you to remember at all times in your thinking that you are voting for those vulnerable groups who have no voice. Your decision will affect whether a poor Nanzhou child can eat tonight."

"Recently I saw some remarks about Kapender Tshisekedi on the Internet, believing that he has colluded with local cult groups. First of all, I want to clarify that the picture was post-processed and was a rumor with ulterior motives. .”

"After several days of investigation, we found that the rumor maker came from [World Tree], or some cyber hackers colluded with [Forest Ranger] - so why did they want to divert the public's attention? What are they hiding?"

"Snapped!"

Jacob once again put a bunch of pictures on the screen, and the audience couldn't help but gasp.

With the same back profile, the same shooting technique, and the same filter processing, they easily recognized that the two series of pictures captured the same person.

However, the other corner of the photo this time is not a mutilated lamb, but a living person imprisoned in a cage!

Jacob cleared his throat and spoke correctly.

"Please remember that the terrible Guantanamo prison is full of unimaginable horrors. Because a person who has no mercy for animals will one day cut the neck of a human being with a butcher knife."

…………

"Crack, snap, snap."

The sound of drums and footsteps sounded, and Lin An opened his eyes.

He was in a very dark space, surrounded by purple and green candles dotted with strange lights. The aroma of mint and cinnamon filled the air, vaguely mixed with the strange smell of burning grease and chili pepper.

Moving his wrist, Lin An realized that someone had laid him on the floor, using silver coins, a knotted green rope and the blood of some kind of creature to draw three layers of outlines along his body, each layer more dense than the other. Width.

A voice sounded from the front. Lin An wanted to prop up his body, but felt that his limbs were heavy and difficult to control.

He sat up with difficulty.

Not far away, a bare tree rose from the ground, its leaves had been chopped off, and it was hung with rattling colored paper, torn wood chips and printed photos.

Alexander Adamek, the doctor who tragically died in a murder.

His wife was tied to the tree trunk with three ropes, also in three layers of colors, silver, green and red, corresponding to the three materials surrounding Lin An.

That's probably why I can't move. Lin An thought.

Previously, Mrs. Adamek completed the soul-binding ritual through the exchange of blood. Now she has become a large "Voodoo Doll" representing Lin An, and any abnormality in her will be transferred to him.

Between the two, someone is dancing.

He wore a colorful haystack-like costume and five or six loose strings of colorful beads, and the stones clattered as he danced.

The shadow of a triangular top hat covered the man's face, and his facial features could not be seen clearly. It was only known that he was wearing a bone-white, hornless sheep head mask.

"Dad, Dad Samedi, open the forbidden door for me! Oh, Dad, I am waiting for your response. On my way back, I will give you a suitable reward."

He sang in the language of the neighboring country of Benin, with a melody that was both fatal and moving.

This person is probably the voodoo priest who supports the Kumasi family.

There are almost countless "Loas" in Voodoo. Lin An's mind flashed through all the known mysterious prototypes, but the system did not respond.

However, you can guess a little bit through the shorting mode and spell content.

Papa Samedi, one of the important Loa of Voodoo.

He was the husband of Mama Loabrigite, the voodoo of family life and hearth fires, the bringer of death and resurrection, the guardian of cemeteries, and he was known for his crude, lewd behavior, swearing, and liaisons with women other than his wife.

If this priest still needs to pray to the gods in exchange for results, his rating will not be too high.

"Bang bang, bang bang... dadudu, dadudu..."

Faced with Lin An's cold gaze, the priest seemed aware of it and stopped his inarticulate singing, and calmly picked up the hourglass at his feet.

"At 8:21, it's exactly as planned." (End of chapter)