Chapter 295 [Four Living Gods] (Part 2)
It was already three o'clock in the morning when I left the pharmacy. Lin An's watch showed that from meeting the herbalist to the completion of the ceremony, it only lasted about thirty minutes.
What a quick connection.
On the way back to the hotel, Lin An checked the "Communication with Developers" message board. No one noticed that he had gone to Mbambuka town this morning.
The first report came from the dedicated Meyer, who said the plan to relocate the rainforest tribes was well underway.
Under the leadership of Apu, the first batch of 500 tribesmen successfully crossed the Kuba River and came to Mbambuka, where they were placed on the third to fifth floors of the hotel.
The second report came from Misulu. He recruited the black cat who performed well in the raid and made him one of the team captains in the army. He had just set out to find trouble with the black boss Mbambuka.
Lin An asked him to proceed with caution. There are 800,000 people in Mbambuka city and 300,000 in the suburbs. According to the current awakening ratio of "Comes", it is estimated that there are about 100 mysterious people hidden here.
Regardless of the radiation value and rating, the mysterious person's methods are unpredictable due to different spiritual media. Misulu has just come into contact with the world of "Comoth", so he should be careful in everything.
When I was young, I was very cautious. Whenever I encountered a conflict, I would hide and hide whenever I could. Only when I was sure that everything was safe would I tentatively contact other mystics, let alone you who have no foundation at all. Lin An warned.
Misuru replied: Really? I don't believe it...
Lin An was sweating all of a sudden when he saw another message from him.
"As a qualified hunter, I understand that only by knowing your prey well enough can you ensure a safe return after every hunt. Although I have a certain death intention every time I hunt, what I really want is to take my prey with me afterwards. Come back and be reunited with my family.
He actually said the same thing as his father.
Lin An wanted to make a joke, but for some reason he couldn't think of a word.
Just like every time I face Lin Hainan, I have a thousand words in my heart, but in the end I always respond with silence.
Misulu has its own sense of proportion.
Lin An moved the data aside. The slope of the low mountain at his feet gradually stabilized, and the outline of the Lambridge Hotel appeared.
After choosing an inconspicuous road back to the office, Lin An did not rush into the daily routine of deciphering documents. He fell down on the sofa and examined the "prophet inheritance" he had received not long ago.
The knuckles of the Creator God’s fingers…
It was the first time for Lin An to obtain such a large ancient artifact.
According to Zai's introduction, the sorcerer nganga of [Four Living Gods] inherited the finger of "conception". The word comes from vanga, which means "making" and can be translated as "operator".
Zai introduced to Lin An that "witches" can cast spells through the incantation n'kisi or some kind of material thing inhabited by a soul as an intermediary.
They are also known as herbalists, who usually perform healing spells, but also know some divination and prophecy spells.
Unsurprisingly, the "Wizard" should be a mysterious person who is the medium of the God of Farming.
The "earthly" heir of the second finger is chief mfumu, who can control a representative staff called mvwala, which can defeat witchcraft or "separate" evil in people's hearts.
Unlike other heirs, the chief cannot be tainted with magic and charms.
His awakening ritual was an interesting one, requiring the killing of one of his closest nephews, and according to classical ethnographic records, chieftainship was always associated with the murder of kanda clan members, so the person who aspired to the throne could use it to prove his authority.
Do you want to choose between "War Emperor" or "Presiding Judge"?
Since Chisediq is the "chief", Lin An hopes that this finger will be more inclined to be the "presiding judge" rather than the "war emperor". The former only has excellent combat power, but the latter has the power to control puppets and mobilize the army.
Once a war breaks out, the mystery of the War Emperor can easily cause indelible losses to Lin An's forces.
Tshisedik is the Bantu president. Although the number of mystics under his command is unknown, the number of active soldiers available on the international official website is more than 134,000.
If they were all turned into puppets...
Lin An is really no match.
As for the heirs of the third finger, whom Zai calls "witch ndoki," they hold the intersection of the standards of life and death.
The word ndoki comes from the Bantu root word loka, which refers to the wisdom and knowledge shared by chiefs and witches. This power does not inherently represent evil.
According to the text cited by the southern folklorist Monzeller, "A witch is a hermit or wanderer who possesses hidden knowledge. Their rich knowledge enables them to master the secret use of magic power, makani. The person chosen by them will become a witch. of the same kind.”
Listening to his description, Lin An felt that witches were either "mothers of desire" or "seekers of knowledge", which matched his mysterious encyclopedia very well.
It is a pity that this generation of witches died at the hands of Zysedik, and her fingers were also taken away.
The last of the [Four Living Gods] is the Prophet, who inherits the finger pointing to "Hades" and holds the power to reveal hidden things.
Unlike the first three, he casts spells without the help of herbs, magical rituals or Enkis charms. This finger gives him the result of the incarnation of divinity and is the most hidden gnosis of Nzambi.
Zai's description is very vague, and Lin An feels that the "prophet" medium is a "prophet" or "visionary".
The two mediums are the most idealistic.
After clearing his mind, he groped for the shrinking and expanding, energy flowing, hazy and obscure spiritual light.
It is difficult to describe this thing that only exists in the spirit. It has no specific shape, like a window with curtains drawn, and endless knowledge on the other side.
So far, the "construction" of the window has not been completed.
Speaking of which, the pattern of the historical record of the [All-Seeing Eye] not only has the eyeball in the middle, but also has a base with a raised palm and open fingers.
Miriam's hand, also known as the hand of Fatima...
Maybe I can use the finger of the creator god Enzambi to perfect this legendary all-knowing and all-knowing [All-Seeing Eye].
It's just the thumb... there is no way to obtain it.
Lin An spent nearly an hour testing and confirmed that the finger, like the Holy Shroud, is a genuine "antique".
There is still a question lingering in his mind.
Did Zai give him one of the treasures of the [Four Living Gods] so easily?
Indeed, the two had an unspoken understanding. After receiving the finger of the prophet, Lin An had to become an mortal enemy with Qisedik. There was no other choice.
For the desperate and nearly destroyed remnants of the [Four Living Gods], relying on Lin An's power was the best choice.
But he always felt that Zai was too good.
Lin An, who didn't trust him, used the [Blessing of the Original Incarnation] in the "Magic Encyclopedia Volume 1", chose "Free Will", and reconsidered his previous doubts.
There was no problem with Zai's logic of action. I was not misled by the "prophet". The finger was indeed an ancient artifact of the "Lantern Goddess"...
Am I really overthinking it?
After the blessing, Lin An frowned.
Zai remained silent from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about Lin An's subtle distrust until the latter took the initiative to ask.
"Brother Pastor, do I have to go to that pharmacy every day to accept your ritual to perfect this finger of the Creator God pointing to the underworld?"
"Yes, for six days." Zai finally spoke.
"Why can't you give it to me all at once?"
"In order to prevent Zisedik from opening the treasure of the [Four Living Gods], I deliberately divided my 'prophet' finger into seven parts to make his godhood more difficult to perfect."
It made sense, and Lin An had no way to refute it.
So, he went to the pharmacy every morning and got a part of the "prophet's finger" in the singing of herbalists and assistants for a week.
Finally, on the seventh day, the inheritance ceremony was completed.
The finger of the Creator God is pure "Comus" energy, like a large library filled with all kinds of knowledge, and each collection can correspond to a certain mystical principle of Bantu or central South Continent.
After learning all of them, I guess I will become a Bantu encyclopedia of mystery. Lin An thought that when he opened the tree diagram in the future, he would no longer have to see question marks.
Unfortunately, the antique "lamp goddess" has been absorbed by the prophet, and now only the empty shell of knowledge remains.
That night, Lin An slept in. When he opened the window in the morning, he unexpectedly saw a foggy scene with traces of heavy rain everywhere.
Strangely, he clearly heard a drizzle outside last night.
The sun in Bantu is scorching, and this level of moisture can be evaporated in three or four hours in the early morning.
"Quack."
The red frog called loudly and jumped from the window frame to the wall. Lin An blinked his eyes, and the scene seemed to be a bit of déjà vu.
The Bantu ecosystem is thriving. Even in the modern hotel in Mbumbuka, he often encounters frogs, venomous snakes, monkeys, lizards, spiders and other animals in various places in the room.
They have lived as neighbors with humans for millions of years.
Maybe it's not strange.
After watching the red frog disappear, Lin An closed the screen window, turned on the light, poured water and started the computer in one go.
In the past few days, he has developed a fixed biological clock. He goes to the pharmacy in the morning, handles the information of "communication with developers" in the morning, comprehends Nzambi's fingers at noon, deciphers the documents of the Chamber of Commerce in the afternoon, and inspects the six major departments in the evening.
Misuru negotiated with the local gang warlords and persuaded the three blocks to accept the arrangement of the World Tree system.
During this period, Misuru met three free mystics, all of whom were at the level of strange stories and were not his opponents.
The first batch of tribesmen had a residence under Meyer's arrangement. They were all spoils of war offered as protection fees by kind-hearted gangs and warlords who saw that Misuru was too enthusiastic.
These people are users of the [World Tree] system. As members of the virtual community, they began a long run-in with the three blocks conquered by Misuru.
Apu returned to the rainforest and prepared to take the second batch of 800 tribesmen to Mbambuka.
The long rainy season is coming. If they don't migrate quickly, it will be difficult to cross the Kuba River after the flood.
Edward recently announced Lin An's arrival to the residents of Mbambuka through the radio, which ignited an uproar.
At that time, the streets were sprayed with graffiti of the "Forest Ranger", some wrote "This is the answer to all problems", and some wrote "A symbol of foreign evil invasion!".
However, without the support of the government, the people were leaderless and could not make any waves.
During this period, Edward took on the propaganda work. He and Fu Bin went deep into the streets and alleys of Mbambuka. The former spread positive news about Lin An and suppressed opposition; the latter conducted public opinion surveys.
Fu Bin told Lin An that in fact, most people did not care who Lin An was or why he drove away the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce. They only cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation in the long run.
"As long as the requirements are met, they don't even care that you are an alien, haha." He smiled humorously.
Really good at talking.
Lin An thought silently: Is this the reason why your boss sent you to Nanzhou?
While waiting for the computer to start up, Lin An turned on the system, and green data surrounded him like a butterfly. There was a message from Misuru in "Communicate with Developers".
"Lin, I caught a wild mysterious person in Wudimu Street. Do you want to identify his mysterious prototype on the spot? I can also take him to the hotel."
"I'll go and see." Lin An replied, "Do you want me to bring you a pair of rain boots?"
"No need, it's still dry today."
Lin An glanced at the wet ground outside the window, frowned, and said nothing.
It was noon when he arrived at Wudimu Street as scheduled. The air was filled with the aroma of palm oil, burnt cassava and bananas, a busy but peaceful scene.
Through the positioning of the World Tree system, Lin An walked towards Misuru until he stood at an open L-shaped alley.
"Bang, bang."
A loud sound accompanied by sparks streaking across the dim street, Lin An sensed the breath from "Comos", but for some reason it did not belong to Misulu.
With a slight frown, Lin An entered the empty mode, and indeed did not see Misulu's light spot.
He pushed out the glowing green data, which were attached to the walls and floors, and the fluorescence was shining, illuminating the scene inside.
A blacksmith was forging a pot in front of a dilapidated house. His roof was shaking and precarious after being washed by heavy rain, and his wife was cleaning the puddle at the door.
Feeling Lin An's peeping, the blacksmith raised his head, his face was very bad, and he warned with his eyes, thinking it was an ordinary person who was meddling in other people's business.
He had just awakened not long ago, and he had not received systematic guidance, so he was not very sensitive to the energy of another world.
This must be the free mystic.
The person was found, but the question was where did Misulu go?
Lin An thought that the other party had been controlled and became a captive who could not move. In the end, not only did he not subdue him, but the blacksmith not only continued his life as usual, but even made an expression that asked Lin An not to disturb him.
The strangest thing was that according to the location of the World Tree, Lin An was clearly near Misuru, but he did not see his figure.
Taking a step back, Lin An reminded: "Misuru, I'm here. Where are you?"
"An alley on Udim Street. Well, the wall next to me is covered with dense sweet potato vines, and there is a yellow monkey lying in front."