World Occult User Guide

News of the emergency reached the Capitol in an instant and spread throughout Kinshasa amid the bustling crowds of applicants.

For a time, panic, absurd and illogical speculations emerged one after another.

World Tree had to suspend the job fair and send employees to the streets of the capital to appease the people, telling them that it was just an incident of the mysterious person getting out of control and that it was now under the control of the direct-facing department.

But they couldn't explain why, within a few hours, Kinshasha's already foul air was filled with an increasingly disgusting swamp smell.

This smell was centered on the man who was a fly, and its concentration continued to spread outwards.

There is no doubt that this was a malicious attack.

In the office on the top floor of the Capitol, Lin An contacted the black raptor Mvias through the World Tree system and learned the ins and outs from his mouth.

"I only know this much, ranger." Mvias confessed honestly, "When I rushed over, there was no one there, not even a corpse was left. Tens of thousands of flies flew into the sky, Missing."

"This guy deliberately chose the first day of the job fair to start his attack. He knew that Kinshasa was a mixed bag of people, and the lights of mystics and ordinary people were like moving ants, which could confuse my hearing..."

Lin An frowned slightly. Judging from the methods used this time, this person was quite cautious, cunning and patient.

It is completely different from the imagined [tyrant] of Nanzhou.

If it's not a tyrant, does it mean that there are other high-rated mystics in South China, or that the ancient family chose to provoke me at this moment?

Could it be that they wanted to take advantage of the tyrant's army and the World Tree to take advantage of the troubled waters to get a share of the pie?

Despite the urgency of the situation, Lin An remained calm on the surface and continued to listen to Mvias' report.

From the narrative, he noted that Mweas mentioned that there were several close witnesses present.

"Can you still find those three people?"

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't dare to guarantee it, but I happen to know these three people! I even drove them to the job fair in the morning!" Mwias replied, "I guarantee it, ranger! "

As the former hunting team leader of the Spotted Lion Tribe, Mvias has the ability to do things very quickly.

In less than half an hour, he sent a message to Lin An, saying that everyone had been arrested and should he take them to the [Atrium] to start interrogation.

Since the job fair had to be terminated, Lin An asked Fu Bin to turn off the power in the [Atrium] early. It was obviously not cost-effective to turn on the big screen for three people, so he asked Mvias to take them to the living room on the top floor.

From the surveillance camera, Lin An saw the faces of the three people clearly.

All of them were candidates he had paid attention to before, and it must be said that they were quite predestined.

After controlling Lin Xile to push open the door of the living room, the three people who were restless stood up subconsciously. The moment they saw the young and beautiful alchemical life, they all showed dumbfounded expressions.

"H-Lord ranger?!"

Needless to say, I can guess what they are thinking, Le, I like my alchemical life so much. While Lin An was thinking, he asked Lin Xile to speak in a clear and cold tone.

"Ranger-02, codename [Emela]. Temporary personnel Kofi Serge, Kantubi Nehru, Mel Ashley, please take a seat."

After being stunned for a few seconds, the three of them sat back on the sofa with stern expressions.

Lin Xile sat across from them, his indifferent eyes passing over everyone's faces.

"Please describe how you met that special mysterious person."

The three of them were very nervous at first, hesitating and no one dared to speak, but under Lin Xile's impersonal guidance, they gradually relaxed a little. With one look and one word, they explained the whole story. .

"Flies and maggots that feed on the flora, absorb energy and then spread..."

Lin An narrowed his eyes. Although he could not confirm the prototype of the attacker, from the descriptions of the three people, he understood that this person was not one of those agents who attacked frontally and had a mysterious short range of effect.

However, the more roundabout the medium, the more unknowns it brings.

Fortunately, this time, Lin An's doubts did not last long.

Feeling a strong sense of crisis, he immediately drew his attention away from Lin Xile and turned back sharply.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

A red fly flew in through the glass window. Its wings flapped, bringing distorted heat, causing the tables, chairs, walls and ceilings to twist. The room was occupied by dark green swamp gas, and everything that hit the face was corruption.

"Bang!"

Lin An's body went limp, and the computer chair turned into a swollen corpse. The weight of his body made the corpse overflow with bile, pus and blood, and the stench rose to the sky and was nauseating.

Dirty rotten flesh and purple mucus covered his body, and the smell of virus and death surrounded him tightly.

Lin An's expression remained unchanged, and the [Philosopher's Stone] turned. The healing bright green was like a mottled spiritual light, filling all the disgusting and terrifying places, purifying the swamp gas.

"I'm capable of more than that."

A voice sounded, coming from the fly's sharp mouthparts.

"Ah ah ah, thousands of sacred letters, show the glory of the grassland!"

In an inimitable tone, it began to pronounce the names of all things that grew in the vast savanna.

As it chanted, these nouns Lin An had found on the Internet sounded like trembling incantations.

The fly listed different tree species such as plane trees, iroko trees, and baobab trees, awakening the solemn and peaceful divinity of the "sacred tree".

It discusses plants, herbs, and poisonous plants—wild roses in the woods, peaceful agapanthus, fiery lilies, and hidden honeysuckle, which emit a refreshing fragrance only when they praise the new moon.

The leaves of the yam are like drum skins, and the sound of raindrops falling on them is like the violent heartbeat of the earth; the rhizome of the tung tree and coconut is an unused remedy for malaria.

The wild grasses are endless, sweeping across the restless grassland like thousands of troops.

As the flies sing, the healing power surges, trying to spread throughout the Capitol.

Lin Anke will not stand idly by. With a thought, the inner wall of the office turns into gold, forming a sharp contrast with the endless grassland, like a contest between man and nature.

"Disease or cure, both are in my control." The fly replied buzzingly, "and this city is full of me, blue flies, green flies, big flies, small flies... I can infect everyone with malaria in one second, and I can also cure the whole city in an instant."

"Are you threatening me."

"No, I'm announcing." The fly stood by the window, rubbing his bent hands together, "If this is a war with letters as chips, you have already lost, forest ranger."

Lin An was silent. For the newly born World Tree with an unstable reputation, an infectious disease sweeping the country is obviously a fatal blow to shake the people's hearts.

He can defeat each fly one by one, but how long will it take?

Dense swarms of flies are everywhere in Kinshasa, conservatively estimated to be tens of thousands, and the reproduction rate is unknown.

What's more, flies can also cure diseases.

It turns out that when the "Trojan Horse" entered the city, the initiative of public opinion was in the hands of the newcomers.

"But I don't want to do this. It's not fair to win. The key is - there will be endless troubles." The fly's blood-red compound eyes stared at Lin An on its green reflective head, "I will not only destroy your name as a god, but also make a new blanket with your skin."

Lin An breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this threat from the cannibal.

The fly should be the legendary tyrant of Nanzhou.

It is as cruel, fierce, and resolute as described by the scattered gods, but Lin An can finally arrange to eliminate the possibility of other families taking the opportunity to get a share of the pie.

"Come to Masina and die!"

Without waiting for Lin An to answer, the fly said this and hit the golden wall head-on.

Its body exploded, a faint green light like mist filled the air, a group of butterflies fluttered inside, a breeze blew, and a lingering fragrance penetrated Lin An's nostrils, as if it was the dying breath of some natural plant.

[Tyrant] Is this inviting him to "fight to the death"?

After a long silence, he opened the window to let the strange smell dissipate. The tiny vibrations of insect wings came from all directions, just as the fly warned, everywhere.

Should I keep the appointment...

This letter of challenge sounds like an outright conspiracy, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

Lin An is not afraid of direct battles, which can also minimize the damage of the war to the Bantu Kingdom, but the tyrant never said that this is a "one-on-one" fair duel.

Once he arrives at the destination, being surrounded and suppressed is almost a foregone conclusion.

And, he said he was in the Masina area?

Lin An looked up, from the Bantu Basin all the way north, through the Azanla Plateau and the Niger River Delta, to the west of the endless Nanzhou grassland.

Colorful species are born and reproduced there, and life continues to cycle.

Could it be that the prototype of the tyrant was born from the myth of this prairie?

With a few guesses in mind, Lin An's mind moved slightly, and the green data of the World Tree System emerged, receiving and issuing the developer's instructions.

The most urgent task is to deal with these insects that spread diseases.

After the confrontation, Lin An found that the flies were not strong. As long as he overcame the dizziness and nausea of ​​the disease, locked and approached them, the ability of the ghost story level was enough to kill them.

Moreover, the "disease reaction" of flies to the mysterious person is not as deadly as that of ordinary people, and it will not cause death in a short time.

A team of mature mysterious people with healing ability should be able to kill a fly in about three minutes.

This is an opportunity to train newcomers.

In this case, it is better to treat killing flies as a topic for the entry test.

After sorting out his thoughts, Lin An's consciousness returned to Lin Xile.

Her sudden silence confused the three people on the opposite side, and they were restless and sweating at the moment.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

In the tense eyes of the three people, the beautiful girl spoke again.

"As a reward for providing clues to the incident, you have been given a chance to enjoy the World Tree's 'employee benefits' in advance. Do you accept it?" (End of this chapter)