World Occult Usage Guide

Lin Xile's words caused the three to exchange bewildered glances, before the composed Kofi spoke up.

"Excuse me... what are the details of the 'early bird benefits'?"

"Have you all read the 'Newcomer Guide' in the World Tree system database?"

The three shook their heads in unison, and Lin Xile pulled up several pages of green data.

"Based on the test results this morning, I have highlighted the key points for each of you. Please read them and then give me your feedback."

Without further ado, the three of them quickly read the key points highlighted by Lin Xile in the "big data" report. It included information about the radiation and pollution levels of "Comer's," the awakening principle of the mysterious prototype, and an overview of their corresponding divine mediums.

Mel was the first to finish reading. She secretly observed Lin Xile's unchanged expression as she sorted out the known information.

I belong to the high-probability "God of Agriculture" medium tendency. Considering my bloodline and cultural background, I am very likely to awaken some prototypes of fairies, goddesses, or even dragons.

Based on the database's recommendations, my medium is not highly dangerous, has relatively weak combat capabilities, and relies on teamwork.

As for the World Tree's early benefits, to put it nicely, it allows ordinary people to undergo an awakening ceremony with the help of the Mysterious Ones and quickly become Mysterious Ones; to put it bluntly, it allows them to be "spectators" next to the Mysterious Ones.

However, would an ordinary person die from watching the battle of the mystics up close?
The system did not provide a clear answer.

Clearly, the so-called "welfare" comes with deadly dangers.

A year ago, if someone had presented this agreement to Mel, she would have said, "Are you crazy?" and taken him to court, accusing him of "disregarding human rights."

But where in the world are human rights and laws left?

It's good enough that I'm alive.

In an increasingly dangerous future, it is imperative to master the mysterious power as soon as possible. This is especially true for the ordinary "God of Agriculture," as the faster the radiation level is increased, the more different methods and abilities can be unlocked.

Moreover, awakening earlier means gaining an advantage in choosing teammates in the future.

Mel gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Lady Emera, I'm willing to enjoy the benefits!"

"The list has been recorded." Lin Xile turned to the other two newcomers who were scratching their heads, "What's your answer?"

"Uh, whatever! I don't really understand it either, how bad can it get?" Kantubi slapped the armrest of his chair. "Count me in! And, does the benefit include lunch?"

"The list has been recorded; temporary employee Kantubi Nehru has been added to the dining list. The staff meal is in the lobby on the 3rd floor of the Parliament Building, and the next opening time is from 17 pm to 19 pm. Do the other two need it?"

"Thinking time? No need. I can't finish reading in such a short time anyway. As for dinner, please count me in—can I have two?" Coffey winked, his playful expression tinged with helplessness.

"The list has been recorded; temporary employee Kofi Serge has been added to the meal list. As for the portion sizes, World Tree staff meals are self-service, please take as needed."

The two, who had lived through years of famine, were overjoyed, while Mel was slightly uneasy.

"What should we do? When will we fight alongside the mysterious beings?"

"Please wait 5 seconds."

"what?"

The next moment, the three people, each with a different expression, froze.

Bizarre and colorful memories and images rampage through their minds, while ancient stories based on ancient poems and myths come flooding in, making them dizzy and wishing they could just faint.

Everyone was clutching their throbbing temples, emitting strange groans and muffled screams.

In less than a minute, the three of them seemed to have entered a sweltering sauna, each drenched in sweat, their faces flushed, their eyes glazed over, and it took them a long time to focus.

In their blank minds, magical memories that did not belong to them surfaced, like a chariot passing through the cold night called reason, bringing them to another world covered in mist yet faintly lit.

Just now, Lin An used the [Edit] function to select each person's media preference.

Next, all we need to do is wait for the right opportunity to obtain their newly awakened entries and corresponding mediums.

Everyone seemed to be adapting well, even Kantubi Nehru, whom Lin An had risked putting into the [Misina] series, did not fall into a coma due to a mental breakdown and have his entry removed.

The only regret is that none of them have come into contact with ancient artifacts, and their potential is capped at the disaster level.

Even if an individual possesses the cognitive and personality traits of a mythological entity, does the absence of relics and special rituals preclude them from reaching a higher archetype...?

No wonder that no matter what changes the families experienced when the "Comers" orbit left, as long as they preserved the relics, ritual methods, and the uncertain source-level awakening factor—"genes," they could always stir up trouble again when "Comers" arrived.

Organizations without legacies and accumulated knowledge will never be their match.

The "King's Golden Stool" given to Lin An by the "Scattered God" from a noble family is a relic, and it is also the only relic he currently possesses. However, as a special relic containing the medium of the "Lady with the Lamp," it cannot increase the potential limit of ordinary people.

It seems that to further solidify his position among the various aristocratic families, in addition to improving his own integration, recruiting employees, and consolidating his secular status, he also needs to collect "relics" in different forms; otherwise, the members under Lin An's command will at most reach the level of disaster.

Becoming a behemoth comparable to Adria Hughes is a long and arduous journey. After a moment's thought, Lin An suddenly remembered a way to directly obtain the relics—by trading with an "old friend."

[Asker and Embra Heritage Foundation]

Coincidentally, he had learned the contact information of this group of "neutral" black market merchants from the sponsors of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce's press conference last time.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Anmo wrote down the email address of the Aske and Embra Heritage Foundation, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and began writing to the group of organizations he had just passed by in Dietrich.

Dear Human Heritage Foundation,

The World Tree Yggdrasil is sprouting, but it lacks the spring water flowing through Jotunheim and Mimir, the land of giants. I long to drink a mouthful of water bubbling from the ground, with the horn called Galar.

Forest rangers pay tribute from the sweltering heat to the frigid cold.

I had the privilege of attending the press conference held by the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce and learned about your contact information during the sponsor advertising segment.

I am very interested in what you are acquiring and selling, so the goal of this email is to establish a mutually beneficial business partnership that allows both of us to benefit from the collaboration.

Looking forward to your reply.

Before it all began, and after it,

Forest ranger.

…………

"In response to the recent mutated fly crisis in Kinsasha, World Tree employees have taken action. The Direct Action Department has dispatched five teams to clear out these annoying insects from the Capitol Building, and has achieved remarkable results."

"The pollution sources in the Engaliema and Gombe districts have been dealt with. The team is now intervening in the Sigia and Gigube districts. If you see them on the streets, please give way and cooperate with World Tree's work. Do not interfere with the operations of any of the teams."

"Until the crisis is over, please stay in well-ventilated, dry, and spacious places as much as possible, and bathe in the Kuba River as often as possible; the Akha and Jerri people, who have a tradition of not bathing, please use palm wine and palm oil to cleanse your bodies regularly. Thank you for your cooperation."

The broadcast, in French, echoed through the top-floor offices of the Parliament building.

The tyrant's unexpected attack plunged Kinsasha into chaos, but the people, accustomed to disaster, calmed down with astonishing speed.

Furthermore, it is unclear whether the tyrant was bluffing or whether he was adhering to the "way of the gentleman." Apart from the flies that attacked Lin An, the other insects did not cause widespread infectious diseases; they could only infect ordinary people one-on-one upon contact.

Overall, the number of casualties is currently kept below four figures.

The only downside is that World Tree's recruitment event was forced to scale back, changing from an open recruitment to a "recommendation-based" system.

That's good, it prevents those with ulterior motives from taking advantage of the situation.

Lin An glanced at the screen, and news of defeats from the front lines kept pouring in.

According to Mezzo's observation, this alarming speed of collapse was achieved even under the "serious command" of Stinle Nach, who was temporarily sent to the front lines.

Despite giving orders, Stingler never used many mystical techniques throughout the entire process.

Mezzo mentioned that he was "skilled in using, operating, and even repairing any modern weaponry and machinery."

"Is this an exaggeration?" Lin An asked doubtfully.

"No, he really knows how to use everything."

Mezo rattled off a long list of things, like reciting a menu, covering a wide range of topics, including mortars that were no longer available on the market, rifles from the last century, and tanks of unknown models.

Goodness, what a high school student with extraordinary skills in a light novel!

Lin An couldn't believe that someone so young possessed so much knowledge about operating machinery—even graduates from Lanxiang Technical School take at least two years to complete!
"Skilled in mechanics" is probably what makes Brother Lezi mysterious.

Although it's not spiritual at all, this is the only logical explanation.

Regardless of the battle situation on the front lines, Lin An moved the mouse, his brows slightly furrowed.

The foundation has not replied.

Lezi said they've been incredibly busy lately and haven't had time to deal with a newly formed organization of unknown origin that has just gained a foothold in Nanzhou.

Forget it, we can't count on those neutral merchants who are just trying to profit from the chaos.

The most urgent task is to deal with the tyrant who is advancing step by step from the southern grasslands towards the Bantu Kingdom.

Although the so-called "Masina Agreement" was undoubtedly a trap, Lin An did not want to simply run away and let the other party take the initiative and advance step by step.

As I closed the book on the desktop, which was covered in Carolingian calligraphy, a system notification sounded simultaneously.

"The entry 'The Encyclopedia of Magic VI: Cooperating with the Devil - Contracts, Symbols, and Taboos of the Kings and Nobles of Hell' has been added. You have obtained the media 'Seeker' x5, 'Emperor of War' x5, 'Dreamer' x4, 'Prophet' x3, and 'Lord of the Earth' x2." (End of Chapter)