World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 318 Two Words
"The virtual community of World Tree can effectively solve various historical problems of Bantu."

While organizing the financial statements, Fu Kai reported the situation to Lin An. Seeing that the latter was lost in thought, he turned his attention to the woman beside him.

“But we can’t force other countries to join. So even though we often default on our debts to those First World countries, especially the United States, we still need money to trade with the countries around us.”

Maye Leo, the World Tree codename "Leo," is also the new female prime minister of Bantu.

This tribal girl, who came from the rainforest, seems to have adapted to modern life.

She wore a high ponytail, an oversized women's blazer, and black-rimmed glasses, the clear lenses concealing the occasional flashes of naivety and nervousness in her eyes.

Fouquet had seen so many unreliable officials that he was used to nepotism and didn’t care that Maye was old enough to be his daughter and report to her.

"During wartime, governments often use mineral resources to pay off debts, which makes some international mining companies very rich. The president previously sold a mine for $200,000, and the finished product sold for $30 million."

“We must not do that; we must develop our own resources,” Mayer said instinctively.

"Who would they sell to? The Bantu people lack transportation tools, processing technology, and trading channels."

Mayer looked to Lin An for help, but he was clearly not interested in their conversation and was focused on organizing the data floating in the air.

As expected, the Ancestral Spirit did not want to get involved in these mundane matters.

After all, he could solve all the boring and low-level problems with just a little effort, just as he ended this war.

Perhaps he was testing my abilities.

The Ancestral Spirit appointed me as the Minister of Civil Service of the World Tree, one of the Forest Rangers, and the newly appointed Bantu Prime Minister. This must be because the Ancestral Spirit has high hopes for me and wants me to become an indispensable assistant.

The Ancestral Spirit's judgment has never been wrong. Since he trusts me so much, it means I am capable of solving this problem.

As she thought about it, Maye's nervousness, anxiety, and inferiority complex were gradually replaced by a sense of responsibility. She straightened her chest and mustered up the courage to discuss the issue of cash flow with Fookie.

Lin Quan followed her entire journey and couldn't help but admire her greatly. He originally wanted Mayer to be the nominal prime minister and then replace her when a people's leader was elected.

Looking at it now, with Mayer's self-manipulation skills, she might actually become the next "Iron Lady."

As for why Lin An didn't interrupt, firstly, he didn't understand and wasn't interested, and secondly, he was organizing the panel and entries.

A full week has passed since Tshisekedi's death, and the date is January 1, 2039.

The name of the World Tree and its rangers is known in Kinsasha and Mbanbuka, as well as in Kiwait, Malundi, and Ibolai, which are closer to the capital. However, the Bantu region is vast, and people in Bukavu, Goma, and the Great Rift Valley know nothing about it.

Nevertheless, Lin An's stats changed every day, with all the values ​​increasing rapidly.

[Letter Name]: Forest Ranger, Developer of the World Tree, Governor of Kinsasha, Ghost of Dietrich
[Rank]: Guardian Deity

[Integration Progress]: 4.8%
[Measured value]: 296.5
[Deviation value]: 86.2%
The measured value nearly tripled; if the deviation value had not been so low, Lin An's integration process would have broken through the 5% mark.

The next step is simply to maintain stable development and reduce the deviation value slightly.

At the same time, Lin An received two notifications from the system.

"Like an incurable virus, your initials appear like a ghost in discussions across various online communities. Some people scoff at you, while others have unwavering faith in you. They elevate you to a pedestal, constantly talking about you, and cannot tolerate anyone saying a bad word about you."

"You have obtained a term belonging to [Godhood: Meme], 'Lady with the Lamp,' 'Emotional Waves.'"

"People believe that your initials can be used as a talisman to protect the home, ensure safe travels, and ward off common evil concepts in life. They firmly believe that you have protective power, and they hope that you will come to their rescue whenever they encounter danger."

"You have obtained a term belonging to the [Divinity: Guardian Goddess], 'Lady with the Lamp,' which is 'Centricity.'"

After the level of integration increased, Lin An could hear the language from "Comers" without the need for others to teach him. However, the characteristics and abilities of these languages ​​were closely related to the divine status, unlike when he was taught, he could obtain the vocabulary of any type of divine status.

Using each word requires consuming one "Lady with the Lamp" medium, which Lin An dared not test.

However, perhaps due to his natural talent, after some exploration, he came to a basic conclusion about the function of the two words.

"Emotional Radio Waves" are messages that release a set of "values" that can only be disseminated through media such as videos, articles, audio recordings, and social media posts. These messages influence everyone who sees the message, making them temporarily believe that the values ​​are true, and the message is valid for three days.

Lin An's lips twitched; the meme was indeed extremely abstract.

Are you trying to force me to write long essays and become a marketing account?
As for the three-day validity period, that's a classic example that the internet has no memory of.

"Centricity" is a defensive term. When spoken, it forms a spiral shield. If the number of people spreading the opponent's initials is less than Lin An's, then all of the individual's attack terms will be ineffective against him.

If the number of people is half that of the opponent, the protective effect is halved, and so on.

Lin An did not use "Lady with the Lamp" when dealing with the two Origin-level mystics. The prophet voluntarily sought death, while the chief was ambushed by "Mother of Desire" and was barely clinging to life when they met again.

But he was certain that the term "Lady with the Lamp" was crucial.

At this moment, Lin An heard that Fouché and Mayer had reached a less than satisfactory conclusion regarding the funding issue and had begun discussing the election. He waved his hand to stop them from continuing.

"You all prepare your speeches tonight, and we'll continue the discussions at the first high-level meeting of the World Tree tomorrow."

After seeing the two off, Lin An rubbed his hands together and brought up the main event.

The Spirits Dwelling Beyond the Rainbow, Part 1: Makanja Mahonggu.

Qisekedi possesses a mysterious spell that separates men and women. Lin An was unfortunately struck by it and conceived a girl on his shoulder. Now, he has just happened to obtain the entry. Life is created from nothing and united through death.

This inevitably reminded Lin An of one of the oldest records of alchemy—the Emerald Tablet.

What is above is just like what is below, and vice versa.

Furthermore, since all things originate from one thing, the thought of one thing can evolve into all things.

The second volume of the Complete Book of Magic is not a complete version; perhaps it is missing the very source of alchemy, the ultimate mystery of Hermeticism.

However, using himself as a test subject to implement this entry was too risky, so Lin An's gaze fell on the Philosopher's Stone.

The white-haired alchemical creation huddled quietly on the blue-red planet, waiting for its creator to give it true life.

…………

The sun is about to rise, oh soldiers!

Go, run!

A soldier's job is to fight.
Promoted from corporal to sergeant
Then comes the commander.

Misuru hummed a song that combined folk and modern rhythms, called "Chaba Chaba Tsaba-tsaba," a style of singing that the young people in Mubanbuka had taught him.

Singing songs of the new era doesn't mean he accepts modernization. Even though he's been living in the city for almost two months, Misuru still never sleeps in his own room.

Not only is he not used to sofas, beds, refrigerators, and air conditioners, but he also believes that this kind of life of being waited on hand and foot can easily erode one's instincts.

The ability to live comfortably without hunting leads to a decline in laziness and a decline in productivity.

He preferred the smell of gunpowder to a clean hotel. Lying in a drafty jeep, listening to the distant calls of wild cats in heat, he found joy in living amidst blood and fire. This young and impetuous life never compromised.

Mayer always said he was a savage gorilla who couldn't understand the importance of responsibility, and sometimes even mocked him for never being able to settle down.

"If Meyer weren't a woman, I'd hang her up and give her a good beating." Thinking this, Misuru gritted his teeth. "Luckily, Lin, being a fellow man, understands me. Fighting is awesome!"

"Is it that enjoyable?"

A cool and elegant voice came from the corner of the stairs. Misuru was stunned and saw a fair-skinned girl leaning against the corner of the wall.

Her black hair reached her waist, thick and smooth like a waterfall. She pursed her thin lips and gave him a serene smile.

The girl's features were exquisite and beautiful, and her eyes were like dark, black jade, which made Misuru's scalp tingle and he was speechless for a moment.

"Hello, hello."

Misuru suddenly started stuttering, his usually fluent French riddled with flaws. He walked toward the girl involuntarily, his steps unsteady, each step feeling like he was walking on clouds.

“My name is Misuru Kuku Sechi Kasese Kihani Fum Spotted Lion.”

"I know, although I've never remembered your full name."

The girl nodded slightly, and for some reason, her nonchalant demeanor aroused Misuru's desire to conquer her. He suddenly took a step forward and grabbed the girl's arm.

"You're so beautiful, will you be my first wife?"

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, the girl slapped Misuru on the forehead. The burning pain was so intense that Misuru, who was always vengeful, was surprised to find that instead of being angry, his desire to conquer was burning like wildfire.

His smile grew increasingly excited, and he spread his arms wide, pouncing towards the girl like a roc spreading its wings.

"That's wild enough! Girl, I like it!"

“You must be really hungry, Misuru, you can eat anything.”

Lin An promptly walked down the stairs and pushed aside the girl whose default setting was a smile.

Misuru, who was only a step away from him, froze instantly.

"What are you doing here? Wait, who is she? Could she be—your wife?"

“Misuru, open your bull eyes and take a good look. Don’t you think we look remarkably alike?” Lin An grabbed the girl and brought his face close to hers. “She is an alchemical life form created based on me.”

When compared, the two are 90% similar.

Misuru's brain went blank on the spot, and he stammered, "You mean, you two are the same person?"

“Not entirely, but pretty much the same.” Lin An used an ostrich feather duster to brush the dust off the girl’s body; the Philosopher’s Stone had healed the bruise on her wrist. “I was so excited to show you my research results. Damn it, you almost scared the hell out of me.”

In an instant, something shattered in her mind. Misuru's gaze shifted back and forth between the girl and Lin An, her pupils becoming increasingly unfocused, and her face growing greener.

He couldn't help but rush to the window and vomit loudly.

(End of this chapter)