World Occult Usage Guide

After ending the conversation, Lin An gestured to Zai.

The python flicked its tongue, and the surrounding scenery, like an old cassette tape, spiraled back from the center, replacing the false fragments of time with reality.

Lin An stood once again in front of the gates of Presidential Palace in Kinsasha.

He glanced at Stinger beside him, whose expression remained unchanged, and tentatively asked, "As a materialist, what is your opinion on this time travel?"

“Mr. Kobayashi, all mysticism can be explained by physical phenomena and chemical reactions. If one day human knowledge and understanding become profound enough, even gods will just be a string of artificial intelligence code,” Sting said with a smile.

As expected, this guy is a source-level expert.

Otherwise, Brother Lezi wouldn't have the memories of what happened in the time fragments.

Lin An led the two mysterious figures into the deserted presidential palace and casually entered a spacious reception room.

He asked Zai to keep an eye on Stingle for the time being, and sent a message to Maye through the system, explaining Stingle's situation.

“He is not an enemy, but he needs to be monitored and managed. Let him accept the World Tree system first so that I can continue to track his movements.”

“Lord Ancestral Spirit, I understand... Shall we go now?” Maye replied quickly.

"As soon as possible. Are you busy?"

“I am settling the large number of migrants on the ship one by one.”

Lin An shook his head. Sometimes he really wished he could break the overwhelmed Maye into pieces.

Sensing her predicament, he thought for a moment. The docks couldn't do without "Civilian Minister" Meyer, but introducing and promoting the system to Brother Lezi wasn't difficult, and Mezo could handle it.

The twin sister's reply was very slow, so long that Lin An thought she had fallen asleep again, when Mezo said briefly.

"Ok."

“Lezi—Comrade Xiao Le, please wait here for a moment. A member of the World Tree will give you a detailed introduction to this mysterious organization and answer your questions in a short while,” Lin An said, turning to Sting Le.

"Mr. Kobayashi, your achievements are truly remarkable."

Sting was pacing by the window, the blazing sun shining on a lush palm tree whose shade blocked out the sky—the "remains" left behind by Tshisekedi after his death.

"To actually plant one of the Four Living Gods, the Seven Deadly Sins Demon Lord of the Black Capital, and President Bantu in the ground, it is truly the most prestigious house-guarding tree in history. It's just that it's missing a bit... red envelopes and kumquats, and a song 'Wishing you prosperity'."

Lin An's lips twitched.

The image of the conservative aristocratic envoy is gradually sliding into the abyss of frivolity.

After leaving the Presidential Palace, Lin An returned to Kinsasa Street.

Although the events that occur within the time fragments are like swallows skimming the water's surface, leaving no trace on the real timeline, the time spent within them is synchronized with reality.

The negotiation with Brother Lezi lasted for more than an hour, and the news of Lin An's ship returning triumphantly from the port spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Walking down the street, almost all the words that reached my ears were about the "World Tree" and the "Forest Rangers." People were discussing Lin An's feat with great enthusiasm, as if it were their own victory.

After all, for the Bantu people who have lived in hardship for nearly a century, what they need most is a truly good news.

"Have you heard? The legendary forester of Lacono did something big..."

“I know! He won—he finally drove away the lingering ghost of King Leopold!”

"Ghosts? What are you talking about?" a person who looked like a recent immigrant asked in confusion. "I heard that the developers of the World Tree prevented the internal strife in Lacono from escalating into a full-blown war, and also exposed the shady dealings of the Red Poppy Merchant Guild..."

"No, no, no, that's not all."

The speaker was an old man with white powder on his face, who looked eccentric.

"There's a legend in Kinsasha that the King of Flemish never died; instead, he came to this former colony. At crucial moments, he operates from behind the scenes, directing the police to shoot striking miners and demanding that judges severely punish innocent people..."

"Is this...is this real? The reincarnation of the king is hovering above Kinsasha?!"

"Hahaha, that's right! But now he's dead! We know that even his reincarnation was completely killed by the Ranger! We also know that the World Tree will now come up with a solution that puts our minds at ease!"

As Lin An listened, the system notification suddenly sounded, and he couldn't help but smile.

finally come.

As the level of integration increased, he came to understand the new term "Lady with the Lamp".

“Your responsible management has replaced irresponsible tyranny. People believe that your arrival means they are breaking with their past failures. Under your leadership, they have the courage and love to protect their homeland; never surrender, never despair.”

"You have obtained the term 'Lady with the Lamp' belonging to [Divinity: Guardian], 'Under the Banner'."

The term is quite simple and straightforward: it means to inspire believers, boost their morale, and ignite their fighting spirit.

Upon opening his own panel, Lin An noticed some changes.

[Letter Names]: Forest Ranger, Developer of the World Tree, Bantu Tyrant, Guardian of Kinsasha, Pan-Southernist, Ghost of Dietrich
[Rank]: Guardian Deity

[Integration Progress]: 7.2%
[Measured value]: 612.5
[Deviation value]: 59.2%
The deviation value has officially dropped to the digits of 5, and the measured value is more than a hundred higher than the last check. There's an extra initials for a Pan-Southernist… most likely from Ivory Coast.

It means that Lin'an will not only protect the Bantu, but also deal with wars that occur in Lacono, whether they are caused by external enemies or internal strife.

Has my "territory" expanded again?

Lin An clicked his tongue; becoming a god wasn't easy.

If it weren't for the medium of merging with "Lady with the Lamp," he probably would never have become a "leader" in his life.

By now, Lin An had basically grasped the patterns of vocabulary acquisition.

When the fusion process increases by about 2.5%, "Comer's" pure energy will resonate with consciousness, and he will automatically comprehend a word.

In addition, one can learn vocabulary of different ranks from other deities, but there seem to be very few deities willing to teach vocabulary to others.

Lin An guessed that when a deity teaches a word to someone else, the person themselves can no longer use it.

It would be great if I could learn a melee term soon. Although "under the flag" would be useful in the upcoming war, Lin An also wanted new frontal combat skills.

More "Lady with the Lamp" vocabulary means more flexibility in combat, especially when facing the legendary Southern Continent Tyrant who strikes fear into the hearts of the [Scattered Gods].

Don't be too greedy.

This trip to Ivory Coast was a success enough.

Lin An not only resolved the dispute with the Red Poppy Merchant Guild once and for all, quelled the internal strife in Lacono, and increased the fame of the World Tree and the initials of the "Forest Ranger," but he also obtained five blank pages of "Picardix."

Feeling the enchanting, alluring, yet elusive aura of the "prophet" medium within the Philosopher's Stone, which resembled a celestial phenomenon, Lin An took a deep breath.

It's time to use the Piccardix to deduce the location of the Creator God's third finger. He now has "clear" senses of touch and hearing, but is still easily misled and confused by his other three senses.

Whatever the mystery surrounding the "tyrant," more power means more security.

Thinking about his future plans, Lin An activated his airflow technique and streaked across the sky above the capital of Bantu like a shooting star.

After two months of restoration and reconstruction of the World Tree, the residents of Kinsasha were no longer surprised by the powerful and mysterious figures.

According to statistics from the civilian sector, due to the large number of Mystics gathered, more than 100 residents of Kinsasha City also became Mystics shortly after witnessing the "Comers" energy.

As the two star orbits drew closer, the "mysterious ones" were no longer mysterious, rare, or possessed unique personalities and thoughts. Perhaps the term "superpowered ones," coined by the former UK cabinet, would be more fitting.

In fact, there's only about a year and a half left before everyone on the planet fully awakens...

The areas surrounding Kinsasha and Bantu have World Tree advisors and instructors who provide education, popular science, and management. Most people become Mystics in a stable process without any loss of control.

What is the situation like around the world?
This is the consequence of no one stopping the spread of mysterious phenomena, allowing the chakras to expand unchecked, and failing to implement information isolation measures common in the human world. I wonder what Joshua, the head of the inspection team, would think if he saw the chaos on Titan at this moment.

Lin An suppressed his thoughts and continued flying.

According to the World Tree system's location, Misuru and the others are currently at the Capitol Building, and the alchemical life form Lin Xile is also with them.

Submerging her consciousness into the alchemical life form, Lin An opened her eyes. She was sitting on a wooden bench in the corridor.

"Lin, you're back." Misuru, who was chatting with Fu Bin, brightened up when she sensed a different glint in Lin Xile's eyes.

As soon as he spoke, everyone turned their heads.

Looking around, Lin An discovered that not only Misuru and Fu Bin, but also the Grand Elder Furami, the Black Cat who was the interim Minister of War and also a general, and even the Finance Minister of the Presidential Palace, Batissa Fukai, had come.

"Everyone arrived in such an orderly fashion."

“Sigh, we’ve been gathering here a lot lately to discuss, uh,” Fu Bin rolled his eyes, “this place.”

"Where?"

“The Lion Tribe has a chief’s tent, but the World Tree has no royal court that belongs to you,” Misuru said solemnly.

“I have a rooftop office,” Lin An pointed upwards. “Coffee machine, super-fast internet, air conditioning, computer chair—I’m already satisfied.”

“The office…” Misuru scratched his head, “This is different!”

“Oh dear, to put it simply, this kid wants a bigger meeting space. The old little room was just too cramped; with more than a dozen participants, we had to use video calls,” Elder Frumy said. “Electronic devices are driving him crazy.”

After a moment's thought, Lin An realized that was indeed the case.

The World Tree needs an open space similar to the lobby of the Foundation headquarters.

“This place is already taking shape.” Fu Bin pointed to a gray-white curtain swaying in the wind. “Give me a few more skilled bricklayers, and it’ll be finished in five days—no, three days!”

“Open it!” Misuru commanded.

The black cat, Ogunkavo, grabbed the drooping curtains, and with a "whoosh," a circular space with an extremely high vaulted ceiling, as large as two football fields, appeared before Lin An's eyes. (End of Chapter)