World Occult Usage Guide

After Misuru finished vomiting, the girl stepped forward.

Do you know about jade slabs?

"Emerald?"

"The Emerald Tablet is an emerald tablet held by Hermes Trismegistus, inscribed with Egyptian philosophy, including the wondrous secrets of the universe. It was later cited as the creed of alchemists, who believed it explained the entire process of transmutation."

"There is no original text for the jade tablet, only translations circulating among the people."

The girl uttered the words she first heard at birth and then recounted Lin An's experiment from the previous night.

This is an undeniable and flawless truth.

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 Neoplatonist alchemist Sheikh Ahmed claimed that God created the cosmic spirit a year before the creation of the universe and constructed the types of nature and matter that multiply and evolve according to four principles.

These are creation, nourishment, life, and death, represented by the archangels Gabriel, Michael, Salaphire, and Azrael. Each of these four has further principles, including the zodiac, colors, and metaphysical aspects.

This is very similar to the four time periods of the Kalenga line, so Lin An started from here.

He took out the "Little Man in the Bottle" and began using Makanga Mahongu's entry—"Second Creation."

Olive leaves fell from the sky, brushing against his skin. Lin An felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and a tumor-like foreign object began to grow at the wound.

Unlike last time, he was prepared and cut off the tumor with one stroke. The lifeless creation was transformed into a gleaming golden object in the Philosopher's Stone, like a seed or a heart.

The little person in the bottle hugs it.

This substance was created from Lin An's semen and did not cause any rejection reaction when it combined with the "heart".

Lin An continued to turn the Philosopher's Stone. The metallic exterior faded, and the gold transformed into flesh and blood—a wondrous metamorphosis occurred.

Four pillars rise up around the little figure in the bottle. Each pillar is a different color, but they are all green, which is the color of the soul.

The leaves of the myrtle emit a green light that evokes the cosmic soul, reminiscent of the Kabbalistic concept of Zohar, who emanates light containing all colors from the life-giving tree that sustains all things.

Moreover, Hermesians refer to the first disseminated from God as the cosmic wisdom, the second as the cosmic soul, and usually insert an intermediate flow between the two, namely the cosmic spirit.

The representative of the cosmic soul is humanity, a creation of God, while cosmic wisdom is the truth from the sun, namely the Philosopher's Stone created by Lin An.

When the two merge and flow into the intermediate fluid, it enters a further radiative state, which is usually referred to as the universal property.

The embodiment of this substance is the leaves that grow from the myrtle tree, with long, perfectly shaped branches.

The little figure in the bottle is wrapped in myrtle leaves, growing from the soil of the world, sprouting at the edge of existence, its tip extending to the corner of the "Comer's" energy, the place where the transition from coarse matter to a more subtle form begins.

"The new entry 'The Beginning of the Cosmic Spirit' has been added; and through your witness, the 'Hermesian Philosophy II - The Second Creation' encyclopedia has been unlocked."

The system notification sounded, and Lin An stared intently at the little figure in the bottle wrapped in myrtle leaves. With each beat of Lin An's "heart," four emerald pillars rose and stopped at the height of an adult woman.

The leaves were lush and vibrant, their pure green so dazzling it was like a mirror, which Lin An loved.

He couldn't help but reach out and lift the veil covering the little figure in the bottle. The emerald green curtain fell away, revealing a delicate, beautiful, serene, and gentle face.

The data appeared on the girl, showing her condition.

[Name]: The Second Creation
[Rating]: Mythical B-level

Radiation level: 39.5%
[Pollution Level]: 0%
[Medium]: The seeker of knowledge

The time rating has been improved, but is it still Mythic?

Lin An could sense that the little figure in the bottle was still connected to his mind and could be controlled by him at any time, but it could no longer contain his soul.

A fragmented newborn soul is being conceived, originating from Lin An's spirit, like a cell taken from his flesh and blood, dividing, growing, and multiplying in a petri dish.

However, the girl seemed to have no emotions—perhaps the person who created her didn't have much emotional fluctuation either—if Lin An didn't control her, she would stand silently in place, motionless, only breathing and blinking instinctively.

sit down.

The thought flashed through Lin An's mind as the girl plopped down on the ground, not caring whether she was sitting on the floor or a chair.

Okay, this thing can't be considered human, at least not yet.

Controlling the alchemical life form, Lin An sat on the sofa and retrieved the [Hermesian Philosophy II - The Second Creation] from the system.

If I remember correctly, when I crafted the Philosopher's Stone, the system added an illustration called "Hermesian Philosophy II - Emerald Tablet".

The two Roman numerals II can be traced back to a new entry.

Just as Lin An was nervously tracing the origins of the two, the system issued a notification.

"Note: The entry [Hermesian Philosophy II - Second Creation] is not yet complete. Tracing the source has a certain probability of failure. Do you wish to consume 'Lady with the Lamp' x1 to attempt tracing the source?"

Does this mean my understanding is incomplete?
Lin An glanced at the girl who only had basic vital signs but no subjective thoughts, and thought: It would be best to wait until she becomes a real artificial human before tracing back to Hermesian philosophy I.

Even though he didn't know the consequences, he dared not take the gamble.

If the two mythical entries fail and "shatter," he will regret it to the core.

"Clap clap clap."

After the alchemy girl finished her introduction, she bowed and left the stage, while Lin An clapped her hands in celebration.

"Her name is Lin Xile."

"Uh, what an unusual name." Misuru scratched his head. "Is there a deeper meaning behind it?"

There's a deeper meaning, but unfortunately I can't tell you. Lin An thought.

When he was a child, a family of four lived next door to him. The names of the brother and sister could be combined to form complete phrases, which was quite interesting.

Once, while stargazing with Lin Hainan, Lin An casually brought up a topic: "Dad, if I were a girl, or had a sister, what would I be called?"

"Lin Xile. Every parent hopes their child will have a peaceful and happy life." Lin Hainan lowered his head, avoiding eye contact with Lin An, and said evasively.

"Then why isn't my name Lin Ping'an?"

Lin Hainan lowered his head even further, like a penguin incubating its eggs.

Ask your mom.

Adria wouldn't answer such a boring and low-level question, but Lin An remembered those words.

Not getting an answer, Misuru felt a little embarrassed. She looked the girl up and down, staring at her face, which was very similar to Lin An's and full of feminine features, and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Can I call her 'Lele'?"

"Can I call you Su Su?" Lin An rolled his eyes. How come you're just like Doris, always managing to call perfectly normal names like they're puppy or kitten?

“‘Su’ means sun in the local language, so I don’t mind, and I’d even like it if you called me Susu.” Misuru shrugged. “Susu is one syllable shorter than Misuru. I’ve heard that in Zulu tradition, the shorter the name, the higher the prestige.”

Good morning, Orion.

A flat, monotone voice came from the other side as Fu Bin walked over, accompanied by Edward, a reporter who was writing and drawing.

This is Misuru's code name; he said Orion was "the king of all constellations."

“Mr. Fu, Mr. Roberts,” Misuru greeted them, his height giving his polite words a touch of authority. “How did you two get some rest?”

"Not bad—holy crap, who is this beautiful girl with long, straight black hair?"

As the two approached, they saw Lin Xile smiling silently. Fu Bin nearly bit his tongue off, while Edward paused, displaying his keen observation skills.

"Forest ranger, is this your cousin?"

Lin An asked Lin Xile to bow slightly and introduced herself in a clear and pleasant voice: "Hello everyone, my name is Lin Xile, code name [Emera]."

She patiently explained her birth process, which amazed Fu Bin, while the erudite Edward seemed to understand something.

“Emerald… the Emerald Slab?”

"Yes."

“You are a great alchemist, Ranger,” Edward exclaimed sincerely.

Lin An patted the reporter on the shoulder, which was the reaction he expected, not Misuru's hungry tiger-like pounce, which made the latter feel disgusted and awkwardly change the subject.

"By the way, what's your codename yet?"

“I use a pen name when I write and a pseudonym when I’m undercover, but it’s hard to pick one out of all of them. Each name carries an irreplaceable memory,” Edward said. “You might as well just call me ‘journalist’.”

“What’s so great about this lousy code name?” Fu Bin muttered in Chinese, then smiled and said, “Actually, I have an idea.”

"Oh?"

Fu Bin stamped his foot: "This Capitol Building was built with aid from China." He then pointed to the stadium and the National Mall outside the window, "Those two were too. Why don't you call me [the ancient Greek god who governs aid]?"

Misuru was speechless at the humor that crossed several cultural circles, while Lin An spoke up in a nonchalant manner.

"You can take charge of the reconstruction efforts wherever you want."

Lin An's expression reminded Fu Bin of the scene before his boss sent him to Nanzhou. The old man patted Fu Bin on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Young Fu, if you were mute, you wouldn't be in such a miserable situation."

Is my joke so unpopular?

I've been assigned to a major construction project in the South Continent, so things can't get too bad, right?

“Especially Antarctica, it’s not far from Lacoo’s ‘Ivory Coast’,” Lin An said quietly.

Antarctica...

Fu Bin's lips twitched, and he quickly said, "I was just joking with you two. I've already decided on my code name: [Architect]. I'll be in charge of all the construction projects, big and small, in Bantu, and I'm willing to do anything for the world."

"No need for that. Once satellite positioning is restored, you can go back home." The culprit who caused the global satellite system malfunction coughed a few times. "Come on, Leo and Andromeda are waiting for you."

Even though most parts of Bantu are so backward that they seem to have traveled from the last century, some buildings in the capital Kinsasha are considered quite advanced.

The Capitol's meeting rooms are equipped with image projectors that display various images on a loop.

The two sisters, Mezomeyer and Mezomeyer, who were adjusting the touchpad and remote control, turned around when they heard the noise and saw Lin Xile standing next to Lin An. They both gasped in unison.

Misuru spoke up before Lin An could, his intentions clearly malicious.

Guess who she is?

“I don’t know, please enlighten me, Ancestral Spirit,” Maye said.

“Is she the forester’s wife?” Mezzo asked.

Damn it, Mrs. Forest Guard.

Lin An struggled to push Misuru aside. In nearly half a year, the young man had grown stronger and taller, and Lin An couldn't move him with his own strength alone.

So he put his hands behind his back, and Lin Xile understood and rushed out, pressing Misuru down.

"Dangdang!"

The next moment, the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man was pinned to the ground by the petite Lin Xile, his head slamming heavily against the wooden planks of the Capitol Building, causing him to see stars.

The alchemical life pressed his knee against his back and gave the two sisters a gentle smile.

"I'm Lin Xile, it's a pleasure to meet you all." (End of Chapter)