World Occult Usage Guide

The Atlantic Ocean is like a blue gem, with its rolling waves and brightly colored tropical fish and coral reefs that are almost clearly visible.

The sun overhead was scorching hot on people's skin. Edward lowered his hat brim, raised a black umbrella, and shielded himself and Lin Xile beside him from the terrible, deadly sunlight.

The sailors' bare feet pounded the deck, their arms and shoulders glistening with sweat.

"The map we're looking at is a relic from the triangular trade era." The man smoking was originally the captain of the Kuba River Death Ship. After Edward officially joined the World Tree, he and some members of the so-called "guild" stayed with Lin An.

These people were originally a group of sailors or fishermen. Although it was their first time at sea, they were skilled at fighting the Kuba River due to their experience.

The captain unfolded a piece of old yellow paper and dabbed a fresh red circle on it with the butt of a cigarette.

"According to its route, it will reach the shore in three hours."

“Very well, you stay on the high seas, Edward and I will go over there.” Lin An peeked out from under the canopy formed by the energy of “Commons”, a mysterious spell included in the [Edit] function, which, when used, could produce some banana leaves that blocked out the sky.

“And this young lady.” Edward tilted the umbrella slightly toward Lin Xile, who smiled but remained silent with vacant eyes.

"But the problem is, how are you going to land?" the captain asked, puzzled. "I don't see any spare boats."

"This young man will lead us there." Lin An patted the Maori man who was lounging under a banana leaf to cool off. "Edward, have you ever parachuted?"

"I tried it once in Plymouth."

"Then you should be familiar with what it feels like to have a coach strapped to you." Lin An snapped his fingers. "Lin Xile, get started."

Before Edward could resist, the seemingly frail Lin Xile grabbed his wrist and swiftly tied the two together. The rope tightened and turned into metal, making it impossible to untie.

She leaped into the sea, taking Edward with her as they plunged into the Atlantic Ocean.

"Roberts!"

The captain was horrified and peered over the railing to check.

However, what appeared before him left him speechless.

The two were seen riding on the back of a shark with black and white spots. Lin Xile grabbed its dorsal fin with both hands, shifting his weight between his legs in a horse stance, and steadily "riding" the shark.

The shark, oblivious to the two people on its back, swam into the water like a submarine.

"save--"

The reporter wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with the salty sea breeze, and his cheeks bulged as if he had swallowed two eggs.

"Gululu..."

Before long, the seawater covered his head, and even his helpless outstretched hand was submerged by the merciless waves.

“Māngōroa,” Lin An smiled slightly, “means shark in Maori.”

"what?"

"Wait for my good news, Captain."

With that, he jumped overboard, leaving the captain dumbfounded. When he turned around, even the Maori man who had been following Lin An had disappeared.

The captain stood alone under the scorching sun, feeling only a chill in his hands and feet.

As he dived into the Atlantic Ocean, the sun-baked, steaming seawater instantly surrounded Lin An. He activated his airflow technique, swam to the side of the black and white striped shark, and sat on its head.

This shark is a Maori man who just hid under a banana leaf.

In Maori culture, the starry sky and the Milky Way are the origin of great myths.

In the beginning, the creator god Rangi and the earth goddess Papa were closely together, hand in hand, head to head, foot to foot, with the sky covering the earth and the world shrouded in darkness.

After the two gods had intercourse, they had many children.

Because their parents are always hugging each other affectionately, these children are constantly bothered by not being able to see.

The fierce god of war believed that the parents should be killed to reclaim the light, while the god of the forest suggested finding a way to separate the parents.

During the debate, the wisdom of the forest god prevailed. Each of the child gods tried their best to separate the heavenly father and the earthly mother. Finally, a god named Tane Mahuta kicked the father hard in the face, forcibly separating him and the mother.

Lanji was heartbroken, and his tears flowed into an ocean, from which the sea god Tangaroa was born. He was also the one who bestowed the whale, Paikaia, upon Lin An.

Aside from whales, the mysterious archetypes of the Maori are inseparable from marine life.

In the indigenous beliefs of the Kiwi Kingdom, the Milky Way is the ocean in the sky, the black patches are the seawater, and the white patches are the waves.

After separating from Mother Earth, the Heavenly Father built a ship called "The Long Shark," which was pulled by a shark placed in the sky by the demigod Maui.

Whenever a shooting star streaks across the sky, the Maori know that their Heavenly Father Rangi is patrolling in his "Long Shark," and that His loving eyes protect the Maori and the souls of all things in the world.

The Maori carrying the three people was none other than the "Long Shark," the chariot of the gods.

Before setting off, after hearing Lin An's purpose, the shark volunteered to take them ashore.

Compared to David's imposing ship or his flamboyant air maneuvers, it was obviously more discreet to travel from the deep sea and land near an inconspicuous reef.

They appear to be exposed to water, but their entire bodies are as if covered by a thin film formed by "Commons" energy, allowing them to breathe freely.

The reporter was deathly pale and trembling uncontrollably; Lin Xile and Lin An were expressionless, as if copied and pasted, with the latter glancing left and right from time to time, observing the underwater spectacle.

Since we're already here, it would be a shame not to see more. The Atlantic Ocean is exceptionally warm, like soaking in a hot spring at around 30 degrees Celsius—incredibly comfortable.

Subtropical marine life swam by, brightly colored fish darted to and fro in the crevices of the dark reefs, and large fish leisurely swayed their bodies, searching for food at a leisurely pace.

The iridescent shells create artistic protrusions and densely packed pointed outlines, making the small ecosystem vibrant with life.

The colorless light that descended from the sky once displayed a rainbow of colors near the equator, but in this water it is only blue. The deeper you go, the less light penetrates, and you can only see the silhouettes of some rocks and large fish in the dim light.

"Snapped."

The long shark gently patted Lin An with its tail, and before he knew it, their destination was in sight.

"Wow."

Lin An poked half his head out from underwater. In the distance was a nearly snow-white sand beach, blending into the calm, shimmering water.

The shore seemed deserted; they had clearly not landed at a port.

After entering the air mode and confirming it again, Lin An gave the long shark an "OK" sign, jumped out of the sea, and landed on a porous reef.

Looking up, the trees seemed to lead a rich, high-altitude wave, surging towards him along the mountaintop.

Before us lies a vast plateau that rises gradually from sea level to an altitude of nearly 500 meters. The vegetation transforms from light green to dark green savanna and shrubland. Mountain ranges extend along the western border, with a few peaks dotting the northeast corner. Four major river systems flow southward.

This is the lagoon region of Ivory Coast, a narrow coastal strip consisting of low-lying sand islands and sandbars, formed by the combined action of powerful waves and ocean currents.

The lagoon runs parallel to the coastline and is connected to each other by small waterways or canals. The sandy soil formed by thousands of years of erosion is conducive to the growth of coconut trees and salt-tolerant coastal shrubs, whose fruits attract many children who are eager to see them.

"thump!"

Water splashed up as a long shark leaped from near the reef, transforming back into human form upon landing.

"Lord of the Earth" is usually a medium closely related to transformation.

"vomit……"

After rolling around in the soft sand for a while, Edward had just propped himself up when he immediately felt dizzy and then collapsed to the ground, vomiting violently.

“Poor child, he comes from a dry place.” The Maori man cast a pitying glance at him.

He is from the Lion Kingdom.

“He comes from a place that arrogantly wants to conquer the sea, yet never wants to coexist with it.” The Maori man plucked a leaf from his grass skirt and helped Edward Mountain Wind. “Sir, should I wait for you, or follow you?”

"You stay here and take care of Edward. I'm going to take a walk around the neighborhood," Lin An instructed.

After landing, he saw some scattered points of light representing humanity heading towards the northeast corner in his airborne mode, where there seemed to be some human habitation.

“If anyone attacks, I will lead him to the sea,” the Maori man said, patting his chest. “Tangaroa won’t hurt me!”

After saying goodbye to the drowsy Edward, Lin An led Lin Xile toward the area where the light spots were flickering.

Ivory Coast, a name brimming with desire.

The first Westerners to arrive here were the Portuguese in 1471. After arriving, they first discovered a group of kingdoms of different tribes, and then they discovered large gold mines in the soil. Ten years later, the first Western colony was established.

Back then, this place was called the "Gold Coast," much like the legendary Golden Kingdom of the Lower East Side, a place of madness unique to the Age of Exploration.

The Gold Coast quickly attracted a large number of Western merchants, but they were more involved in the huge and profitable slave trade than in gold.

Lacoão did not gain independence until the end of the 20th century.

To celebrate their liberation from Western interference, they renamed the "Gold Coast" to the "Ivory Coast".

After walking on the legendary "gold-strewn" beach for a while and getting hot, Lin An looked up and saw a small trading market similar to the Mazuz Market.

The pungent smell of the ocean wafted over, and fishermen busied themselves under brightly colored sheds, the smoky aroma growing ever stronger.

"Would you like to buy some of this?" a childish voice asked him.

Lin An turned his head and saw a child under ten years old holding some sauce in a mineral water bottle, while his mother was holding a pile of grilled fish skewered on wooden sticks.

“Attieke, Attieke,” they introduced their hometown dish in their local dialect, “50 francs.”

Lin An took a few bites. The bottle contained a side dish made from cassava. The mother gestured for Lin An to spread it on the grilled fish and then drizzled it with spicy tomato sauce.

It has a sour and spicy taste, a refreshing flavor, and a slightly sweet aftertaste, making it a rare delicacy.

Lin An took out the money sponsored by David and bought all the cassava side dishes from the stall in one go, intending to take them back for everyone at the World Tree to try.

The mother and son expressed their deepest gratitude, speaking in a local dialect mixed with French, thanking Lin An for his generosity.

Just as he was getting to know the locals and trying to extract some information, a discordant crashing sound rang out.

"when!"

Immediately afterwards, a gruff roar rang out.

"Hiring hourly workers! Mrs. Adamek is hiring hourly workers for odd jobs!" (End of Chapter)