World Occult User Guide

"woo woo woo woo……"

The sultry and humid wind blew through the meager clothes, and the unstoppable heat made people sweat profusely and make them dizzy.

In an air duct that had not been cleaned for a long time, Edward bent his limbs and struggled to crawl forward using his hands and feet. There was another person in front of him, who was agile and agile, walking like a spider in the narrow space.

She stopped from time to time, looking at Edward who was lagging behind with her dark eyes.

"Mr. Roberts, crawl faster."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Forester, I thought the world had become a huge "Harry Potter". You and your 'Philosopher's Stone' could easily avoid Muggle surveillance and sneak into a conference hall. I didn't expect that you would need to Creeping like a watchdog.”

At 6 o'clock in the morning, Lin Xile met Edward, who was also in the hotel. The two got into a kitchen ventilation duct and climbed to the conference hall along the route they had surveyed a few days ago.

"As a gentleman, I must carefully lower my head. From this angle, I can see the bottom of your skirt, Miss Emera." Edward continued.

"Climb quickly, or I'll knock you out with a hardcover version of Harry Potter and drag you over."

The reporter closed his mouth, but his movements were still slow. Lin An, who controlled Lin Xile with his consciousness, narrowed his eyes.

"You don't seem very active."

"Ah..." Edward said gloomily, "I don't know why, but I have an ominous premonition."

"If you're scared, you can hand over your speech and information at any time, so I don't have to wait for you every step of the way." Lin An's tone was calm, "Edward, if you can't climb a water pipe, I'm afraid you're not suitable for walking on it either. Mysterious world.”

Edward squirmed a few steps dejectedly, and a ray of early morning light shone in from the equatorial horizon. Dust was flying, and small flying insects were buzzing around. The place looked like a mass grave from hundreds of years ago.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just..."

He paused and answered in a pious and slightly childish tone.

"Forester, I feel that social progress creates a straight road, and mutual fear brings peace, so that egoists increase and weave a trap, attracting a group of believers. The devil does not want people to know that there is no bend in progress That’s the path of humanity.”

"All kinds of unbelievable, strange, and unexpected news happen every day. Sometimes it makes people smile, and sometimes it reflects all kinds of misfortunes. Regardless of good or bad, people have the right to know these things instead of indulging in them. Made-up utopia.”

"This was my meditation when I was young. I saw that the world itself was filled with the greatness of God, so I wanted to be a person who reported it. Maybe that was part of the creation."

Edward raised his gray face and showed a shy smile to Lin An.

"No matter what is waiting on the road ahead, Mr. Forester, I want to tell you that I am very happy now. You are like an angel who guides the way, making my soul more complete."

The air rippled and shimmered, and time was reduced to a point. He closed his hands, as if feeling the compassion and mercy nurtured by the Holy Spirit in his warm chest.

Lin An stared at Edward's sincere and weathered eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Then climb faster, before the angel kicks you out of the team."

"okay."

After clearing his thoughts, Edward's lingering confusion and haze were swept away, and he quickly arrived at his destination.

"Ahead is the press conference room." Lin An said, "Are you ready, Edward?"

"Um."

The reporter swallowed nervously and jumped from the exit.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Sorry to interrupt you in the middle, I have a very important report——"

Before his feet even touched the ground, Edward took out his international press card and spoke out his request in an orderly manner. However, darkness came in and his words came to an abrupt end like flowers suddenly cut off by a gardener.

"thump."

Edward's legs weakened and he fell to the ground because he found that the auditorium was filled with faceless people without facial features. He wanted to look up, but found that the pipe Lin An had opened was missing.

It was as if he was standing on an empty podium, and he was the only one left alone and helpless in the world.

Fear suddenly climbed up Edward's body. His breathing was rapid, his whole body was shaking, and he looked left and right, just wanting to find a place to escape.

"Is there anything you want to tell us?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from among the faceless men, and Edward's eyes widened suddenly. He knew that someone had just asked him a question.

By the way, the Mystic...

All this I saw was caused by the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce!

Someone wants to close my eyes and tell me not to see, not to listen, not to speak.

But what he didn't know was that no matter how tightly he covered his hands, his eyes would still be frantically searching for traces of light.

Faith overcame fear, and Edward had the strength to stand up. He strode to the microphone.

No matter what happens ahead, he must abide by the reporter's duties, because it is related to integrity, thinking, and truth.

Overcoming his dizziness, Edward cleared his throat and read aloud.

"There are three million liters of contaminated water here—"

After speaking the first paragraph of the speech, a strange, warm and fiery feeling spread to his limbs and bones, as if his soul had been cleansed and sublimated in some way.

Although his lips were still moving up and down in a coherent manner, Edward was already in a trance and his eyes were blurry. The image of these faceless people became increasingly blurred. They kept flowing like a river, gathering towards the center, and finally turned into a Human appearance.

"Pah, pah, pah."

The crisp clapping sound restored some clarity to Edward, and he looked at the approaching person in confusion.

"Forester?"

"it's me."

"Ugh..." Edward groaned, "My head hurts so much, and I have so many doubts. What is going on?"

“We are in a fragment of time that keeps reincarnating.”

After some explanations, Edward roughly understood the effect of [River Nirvana].

"The prison of the cycle... Okay, but why did you do that, ranger? If I angered you in some way, I can correct it - am I climbing the pipe too slowly?"

"No, it's because you're dead." Lin An said, "And you've been dead for a while."

Edward was struck by lightning and turned to stone on the spot.

Even for colleagues who have been in contact with mystics for several months, "death" is always a profound and complicated word.

"It started a few months ago. When we arrived in Mbambuka, I was trapped in a time fragment by the prophet [Four Living Gods] for two months. After returning to reality, I checked everyone. I only found that your light spot has undergone unknown changes."

Lin An continued talking to himself, and Edward could only listen silently.

"After careful investigation, I found that a 'seed' is parasitic on your body. It is in the incubation period, but has been integrated with the soul. At first, I didn't know what it was until the voodoo priest killed a person. .”

"Misuru inquired about the ghost and learned that ten days before his death, he went to the border of Bantu and Lakoon to sell arms. It was reasonable for the warlord, but the civil war was already intensifying at that time, but he did not take the opportunity to fly away. On the contrary, Back to Kinshasa.”

"Since that time, he often experienced symptoms of daze, babble, and trance. Eventually, he foamed at the mouth and his eyes burst out and died." Lin An smiled faintly, "By the way, you died in the same way."

"Well, I don't need to know my autopsy report, thank you." Edward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"His death reminds me of another person who behaved in a logical and slightly bizarre way - you."

"What did I do?"

"As an international journalist who graduated from a prestigious school, you know very well how to publish reports. Ordinarily, you cannot just get a computer and publish everything on the public media without investigating public opinions and situations, or choosing a publishing channel. "

Edward's pupils shrank, which was indeed strange.

As soon as he entered Mbambuka's office, he couldn't wait to publish the news without even thinking of contacting any publishers.

"Oh, sir, what have I done!"

"It's nothing, it's just that I was 'artificially reduced' - after all, after figuring out the whole story, I roughly guessed the plot of the man who secretly controlled it."

"What?!" Edward's eyes widened.

"First of all, the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce really wants to kill you and let the scandal be buried by the wet Kuba River. However, after losing a direct member of the family, the chamber president became cautious, cautious, and increasingly greedy."

"greedy?"

"By providing you with asylum, I 'possess' you and the evidence in your hands in disguise. Over time, I will definitely want to use this bargaining chip, either in exchange for benefits, or to damage the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce. Edward, please recall why you want to be a reporter meeting?"

"It is my job to report the truth to the public."

"No, normally you would stay away from the idea of ​​being an undercover Voodoo sect and connect with me remotely. An ordinary person would not be so hot-headed as to participate in a battle between two Source-level people, and one of them would not climb up with this. A tow bottle for a 3-hour pipeline.”

"How about you knock me out with Harry Potter?" Edward said with a wry smile.

"After the countess died, the president of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce decided to use you as the 'anchor', similar to the protagonist of the story, to slowly mislead me. He made you think 'I can't publish news on the Internet', 'I have to go somewhere Only when it is disseminated locally can it be effective."

"So when the press conference was held, you thought 'this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity' and couldn't wait to apply to me for a place to participate. Even though you know in your heart that ordinary people are more useless than ants in the battle of the mystics."

"Bump!" Edward pretended to hit his head with the book.

"Don't be dizzy, I haven't finished speaking yet." Lin An patted him on the shoulder, "That voodoo priest came to Mbambuka in troubled waters and poisoned you with voodoo - you were kidnapped by me. Definitely a 'witch doll'."

Edward pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me? Witch Gu Doll? And you?"

"What happened to you that day that you wanted to eat half of my breakfast? As a 'Lion Country Gentleman', you never share food with anyone, even a cup of coffee."

"What happens if breakfast is exchanged?" Edward asked.

"I suspect that the binding of the witch doll requires two people to exchange...body fluids." Seeing Edward's pure and serious look, Lin An's mouth twitched, "You are too close. In short, the priest chose Mrs. Adamek. .”

"I see……"

"After the Chamber of Commerce President changed the 'narrative protagonist' to Mrs. Adamek, you were abandoned. On the night we joined the company, the voodoo priest cursed you to death, but before your vital signs disappeared, I activated [River's Nirvana].”

"Uh." Edward scratched his head, "You mean, in reality, I only have one breath left, and here I am, alive and kicking, just repeating the virtual time and scene?"

"Why else could you easily get clues about Mrs. Adamek?" Lin An shrugged, "Oh, you probably don't remember."

All the mysteries were revealed, and Edward suddenly understood. After a long silence, he struggled to speak out.

"The world of mystics is so complicated and... so cruel. You have deprived me of my ability to think during this period!"

Lin An glanced at him indifferently, and Edward trembled and quickly added.

"I'm sorry, ranger, I didn't mean what I said. I know you are protecting the weak me, but I just hope that I can do what I can for you while retaining my personal will in the future. After all, I like you very much, and the whole 【world Tree】."

"You have a lot of opportunities going forward."

What Lin An didn't tell the other party was that the moment he discovered that Edward might be a threat to him, he wanted to kill him to avoid future troubles.

Anyway, this guy is deeply corrupted by voodoo, and his life is not long, so it is better to die early and be reborn early.

...However, they had already drank coffee, and Edward chose double espresso.

When targeting reporters with Hittite rituals, Lin An suddenly remembered another person who liked to drink bitter coffee. They also had a pious, righteous, and incredibly stubborn heart, and he also had murderous intentions towards them.

The reasons are exactly the same: they stand on Lin An's path of exploring "Comes".

After watching Edward working at his desk for a while, Lin An threw the [Devil's Dice].

"Is there anything I can do to save him from certain demise?"

The dice rolled and finally stopped at "yes".

"Very good, it's settled." Lin An took back the entry, "God will not call you to another world; you still have a mission here."

Memories passed through his mind, and he spread his hands with a smile, and the whole world turned into flying fragments.

"The voodoo priest is dead, and his mystery will no longer corrode your soul; through the stimulation just now, you have also attracted the 'Judge' medium, and will officially become a mystic. The awakened basic radiation value will make your tree of life Evergreen.”

"Mr. Forester, you protected me, and I will repay you - I will not let you down." Edward crossed himself on his chest, "I hope I have the honor of always being by your side."

"Ranger-07, it's time."

The broken figure was replaced by green data, and the code stream appeared in front of the reporter, issuing the final order.

"Let those people hear all the truth." (End of Chapter)