My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 410 - 403: Undercover in Plain Sight · Group Teleportation!

When I first came to the United States for travel, everything went smoothly. Fang Nuan also gained considerable benefits from the Ring Spirit, his strength advancing by leaps and bounds, and he even gained wealth and love.

Unfortunately, it all vanished like a mirage or an illusion when the Seventh Princess of Chuanke ravaged the City of Angels.

The money earned in the casino, all burned away.

The girlfriend, also dead.

This is why after the Ring Spirit just uttered one phrase ["Fortune is sought in danger"], Fang Nuan, seeing God Gray flaunting in the sky, was consumed by rage and immediately jumped out.

Provoked by Fang Nuan, Gray remained composed, showing not the slightest anger, merely responding calmly: "Do not test the Lord, your God."

The look in his eyes, seeing an ant, finally made Fang Nuan, who had just lost his girlfriend and was full of anger, unable to hold back.

He suddenly stood up, his mind heated, picked up a loudspeaker, and shouted loudly: "I’m going to test it!"

"I’m a Chinese person, here for travel, not to listen to your preaching!"

"I only believe in Master Heaven, who the hell do you think you are!"

The great Martial God Su Qiangwei once said——Ma Ran said, life is meaningless if you don’t take risks.

Fang Nuan thought this was very true.

Provoking God with a foul mouth was exhilarating.

The Ring Spirit determined he had completed the reckless task and rewarded him by rapidly filling an extra five Acupoints with Inner Qi, even more exhilarating.

Without cultivating, just by being reckless, his cultivation realm could rapidly soar to the Third Rank of Inner Qi, which would probably make others envious to death.

However...

Every intelligent being must be responsible for their own actions.

Fang Nuan had his moment of exuberance.

The God Gray, whose divine might was offended, merely glanced at this guy indifferently: "Blaspheming God will lead to eternal damnation, forever falling into hell, enduring..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Nuan lay prone on the ground, holding the loudspeaker, speaking urgently: "God! I admit my mistake! I am willing to atone!"

"Before passing, my parents were devout Christians. Growing up, every week I went to church for Mass, I am thoroughly familiar with both the New and Old Testament of the Bible!"

"In this sense, I am your most devout believer!"

At this point, Fang Nuan looked up at the sky.

God Gray had not crushed him to death immediately, which meant there was still room for maneuver.

That damn Ring Spirit, for once, didn’t screw him over. The God, completely deified after being eroded by Superpower, indeed only had faith in his eyes, devoid of normal emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Even being spat on face-to-face wouldn’t anger him—killing the offender on the spot would only be to maintain divine dignity.

"What you said is true."

Floating in the sky, God Gray remained calm: "However, the majesty of God cannot be offended."

He hooked a finger.

Two six-winged angels, exuding milky white light, descended from the sky, standing on either side of Fang Nuan, each wielding a sword, with the Holy Light on the blades intensifying into a blinding glare.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped Fang Nuan completely.

The cultivation at the Third Rank of Inner Qi was still a bit lacking against the six-winged angels in terms of raw strength.

To continue living, Fang Nuan had to rely not on force but on brainpower and wisdom.

"The Bible is full of loopholes!"

Fang Nuan trembled all over but still spoke rapidly: "I’ve read extensively, at least ten thousand stories more exciting than the Bible!"

"I can help you compile a new Extraordinary Era Bible exclusively for you, ensuring logical consistency, loaded with stories, allowing you to gain more believers!"

The Holy Light Blade about to land on Fang Nuan’s face suddenly shattered into countless light spots.

Fang Nuan’s breath came in rapid bursts, his heart pounded fiercely, yet he knew clearly that he had a chance to survive.

Moreover, he could even shamelessly negotiate further with his counterpart.

He looked up at God Gray in the sky: "I have my limits. Although I can help you preach, I have one condition."

Hovering in the air, Gray leaned back, sitting on a divine throne emitting platinum light, holding his cheek with a hand, his gaze indifferent: "Your faith is not devout."

"But you indeed have preaching potential you have not even discovered yourself."

"You will become my finest missionary."

"Therefore..."

"I can forgive your mistakes, tolerate your offenses, and grant you an Angel Body."

Fang Nuan was momentarily stunned.

That sinister Ring Spirit dug a pitfall and didn’t fill it, leaving him to clean up the aftermath himself.

The nonsense he spouted under pressure to save his own life turned out to be something true?

Since God Gray said so, perhaps he really had the potential talent to become Earth’s strongest missionary?

With this in mind, Fang Nuan gritted his teeth and said: "I don’t want the Angel Bloodline!"

"I still think the phrase ’Descendants of Yan Huang’ sounds a bit more dignified."

This reason is, of course, bogus.

The truth is...

The angels created by God Gray are genderless!

Yes, after becoming an angel, you could gain a long lifespan, formidable power, and the addition of a beauty filter effect.

But how is that different from the ’Exorcism Sword’ where you must first cut off your manhood to perfect your divine skills?

Without a manhood, can you still be considered a man?

At least, Fang Nuan couldn’t get past that hurdle in his heart.

He quickly added: "My only condition is that the new version of the Bible I compile cannot be used to harm... ahem... cannot be used for missionary work in China within a month."

This condition is a bit excessive.

After all, everyone knows the advancement speed of the Prophet Ma Ran and Martial God Su Qiangwei.

A month later, even if God has made progress and improvements, making a rash invasion could likely result in being pounded on the ground by Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei.

However...

The male god on the divine throne just looked at him calmly, nodded slightly, the merciless voice echoed throughout the sky and earth: "Your condition, I accept."

Fang Nuan’s mind relaxed, slumping to the ground, silently reciting in his heart: "Damned Ring Spirit, I’ve successfully infiltrated the enemy’s inner circle!"

[Congratulations, Undercover Agent Number Thirteen, the reward for this mission is 5 standard portions of Inner Qi.]

[Additionally, God Gray is not an enemy; he is a wavering ally. At least, that is his current role.]

[Oh, one more thing to add—Gray can hear our conversation.]

[So, you are now an undercover whose hand of cards has been fully seen.]

[God doesn’t kill you now because you still hold some utility.]

[Therefore...]

[Courageous savior youth, apply your intelligence fully, strive to survive!]

...

China.

Hubei, Xiangyang.

Grass Hut Academy.

Whoosh!

Dozens of figures suddenly appeared in front of the academy gate.

"Ugh!"

The sound of dry retching was heard one after another.

Jiang Tai, Stool, Jin Yina, Park Yong-jun, Ogata Shitou, and others were pale, having vomited everything from their stomachs.

Su Qiangwei, her little face pale, looked at Ma Ran: "I’ll never ride your shady space shuttle again!"

The same spatial travel, yet Ma Ran’s newly acquired "little trick" was noticeably less stable than the previously used Interstellar Jump Pod.

More than fifty people were as if intoxicated, head heavy, feet light, spinning in dizziness, except for Ma Ran, Su Qiangwei, and Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan, lying on the ground, unable to act normally.

Ma Ran smiled slightly, not showing any embarrassment: "These negative effects can be corrected within three days."

Both the Sword Master and Demon Son medals possess space-series derivative abilities, except one is a transit method, the other an attack method, each with its own features.

Recently, Ma Ran was multitasking, stirring trouble in Japan as Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan while also, aside from the daily Burning Martial Inner Qi deducing, attempting to combine the spatial abilities of the two medals, making subtle adjustments, trying to eliminate the randomness of the space-tearing, interstellar traversing ability within the Sword Master medal.

Though not completely successful, he did gain a new minor technique—Group Teleportation!