My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 462 - 455: Observing the Future! Slaughter Sweeping Across Earth!

Previously, when the Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan was in Busan, South Korea, he also mentioned that Ma Ran’s talent in "time" was astonishingly high!

Combined with the extraordinary talent and creativity used to establish the Burning Martial system.

So...

"You can help me resurrect the ancestors of the Indians?"

When he said this, Blood Arrow’s face was flushed with excitement, and his breath became rapid.

Ma Ran looked at Blood Arrow calmly, saying in a quiet tone: "You’re overthinking it."

"If one day in the future I possess the ability to save people from history, I would prioritize saving the revolutionary martyrs and innocent victims who sacrificed in the Anti-Japanese War over reviving Indian casualties."

"Moreover..."

"You must have heard of the time paradox."

"Even if a future me could save people from history, it would lead to turbulence in this era, causing many people to vanish."

"Therefore, the condition I offer is..."

"Using the genetic adaptation technology from the Eternal Civilization and Chuanke Civilization, to clone enough pure-blood Indian groups culturally recognized, and provide you with a territory in the Chuanke Star System no smaller than America, allowing your people to thrive, gradually returning to their peak, or even reaching greater glory and prosperity."

After Third Prince Adam returned to the Chuanke Star System, even if he lost in the power play against Emperor Chuanke, he would still control several habitable planets with plenty of territories to spare.

From those areas, we could section off a small part to serve as the basics for Blood Arrow’s Indian revival.

Blood Arrow was stunned, the intense joy on his face faded considerably.

To be honest, if Ma Ran could directly resurrect all the illustrious Indian ancestors, it would be the best outcome.

But Blood Arrow was also well aware that this was the laziest approach, a form of self-deception.

"I understand now."

Blood Arrow raised his head to look at Ma Ran, speaking sincerely: "You are a respectable person."

"I’m willing to join the Civilization Guardian Organization."

Executing the task Ma Ran proposed, waiting for the day their ancestors are revived—sounds simple enough!

Humanity always subconsciously chooses the simplest yet impossible route, reluctant to tread the complex, difficult path that holds a higher probability.

If Ma Ran deceived him, claiming that in the future he would definitely help fulfill his ultimate desires and ambitions, Blood Arrow would choose self-deception and trust Ma Ran completely without reservation.

But Ma Ran honestly provided a new choice.

More complicated, more difficult, yet with higher feasibility!

They’re even giving land and population.

The two biggest problems have already been solved with external help, leaving only issues within Blood Arrow’s control.

After receiving Blood Arrow’s response, a slight smile appeared at the corners of Ma Ran’s mouth. He slowly raised his right hand, and with a gentle touch of his forefinger in the air, stellar light gathered, flickering as it merged into Blood Arrow’s body.

Under this starlight bath, Blood Arrow leaped down from the tabletop.

Initially at a height of only ten centimeters, Blood Arrow’s figure swelled, enlarged, returning to his prime state, or perhaps even surpassing it.

Blood Arrow clenched his fists, feeling the unfamiliar, potent power surging and rolling within his body, unable to suppress his excitement: "Strength, speed, reflexes, all stronger than before!"

The so-called phoenix reborn from fire is but so!

Knock, knock, knock.

The door was knocked on.

Ma Ran flicked his fingers, and the door opened automatically.

Outside, two young people wearing the uniforms of the Grass Hut Academy cast curious glances at the resurrected Blood Arrow, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

About a week ago, the news that the God of Indians had died at the hands of God Gray had spread worldwide.

Who would have imagined that the once-dead God of Indians could still be alive?

"Jiang Tai, stool."

Ma Ran looked at the two young men: "Blood Arrow is entrusted to you."

"First teach him Mandarin, and later, when you encounter difficult challenges requiring force, just call on him."

Jiang Tai adjusted his collar, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Don’t worry."

Standing beside him, the young man code-named stool, lively and cheerful by nature, after sizing up Blood Arrow for a bit, warmly took Blood Arrow’s arm and said enthusiastically: "Bro, let me tell you, there are quite some connections between Indians and the Chinese land!"

"The term Indian actually comes from the Zhou Emperor’s ’Is Yin doing well?’ So, in fact, we’re like hometown fellows..."

Pattering on.

A piece of street literature with no historical research was directly instilled.

Blood Arrow listened with a bewildered expression.

He didn’t understand Chinese, nor did he know what the other party was saying.

However, he could feel the passion and friendly attitude.

There was none of the discrimination seen everywhere in the United States, only kindness and closeness.

After a brief conversation, Jiang Tai and Ma Ran also looked at Blood Arrow and said in English, "If you encounter any problems in life, just tell me directly, and I will try my best to help you solve the trouble."

"Likewise, I also hope you can abide by China’s laws and the generally accepted moral principles, and not do anything outrageous."

China is truly a magical country...

Thinking this, Blood Arrow grinned, giving the stool and Jiang Tai a sincere smile: "Honorable Mr. Ma Ran saved me from eternal death."

"I am a person who knows gratitude and hatred."

"My creed in life is to not let any enemy off lightly, nor to bring any trouble to friends."

As they spoke, the three of them left Ma Ran’s room and walked together towards President Huang Weiguo’s office.

The transcription of records and handling of procedures were very tedious but necessary tasks.

With the help of Jiang Tai and the stool, Ma Ran could save a lot of time and energy.

Closing the door, Ma Ran rubbed his slightly tense temples.

The matter of the [God of Indians] Blood Arrow was temporarily settled.

In the past week, [God] Gray had fought across the Western Hemisphere without a rival, almost unifying half of the Earth’s faith, his power unrivaled. But for the most part, it was suppression and subjugation; the only ones who truly died at his hands were Blood Arrow and [Yi King] Megan Lawson.

[God of Indians] Blood Arrow was saved by Ma Ran through the early preparations and the ring spirit of Fang Nuan.

As for [Yi King] Megan Lawson...

That scumbag deserved to die.

Not only did Ma Ran not plan to save the other party, but he also clapped his hands in delight.

By now, he finally understood why, in his previous life, the death of [Yi King] was so quiet, and Australia didn’t release any news, instead actively covering it up.

Because the death of [Yi King] Megan Lawson was not glorious at all!

The so-called S-level superpower user [Yi King] was not actually an Awakener of the Shengyu Stone Superpower System, but a follower of an evil god.

Megan Lawson had been secretly slaughtering her compatriots, sacrificing to a guy called the [God of Slaughter], in exchange for divine blessings and constant strength enhancement.

Once she became strong enough and had enough power, Megan Lawson planned to kill and blood sacrifice everyone in Australia to win the favor and descent of the God of Slaughter.

In summary, Megan Lawson was a traitor, a collaborator full of resentment towards the world.

In his previous life, Megan Lawson’s death was likely due to her conspiracy being discovered halfway through the sacrifice, which was interrupted, leading to the divine retribution and punishment.

Even so, Megan Lawson’s "efforts" had left a mark on Earth.

Several years later, the God of Slaughter, following coordinates previously provided by his followers, descended upon Earth, bringing countless disasters, causing bloodshed and slaughter beyond compare.

Initially, Ma Ran thought there wasn’t much connection between the two, but comparing the past and present, the correspondence was quickly evident.

This time...

[God] Gray, in the battle of the gods, killed the heretic [Yi King] Megan Lawson, directly resulting in the appearance of the celestial cave over the Bermuda Triangle.

The God of Slaughter and His fanatical believers are about to descend on Earth!

Ma Ran closed his eyes slightly, using the [Prophet] medal, set the range of prophecy, and saw many scenes.

Blood and wailing accompanied by slaughter, sweeping the globe, devastation everywhere, the scenes were unbearably tragic!

Wan Haihao rushed to Anhui’s Fulan Academy and Huangshan Academy, wielding his sword, slaughtering eight hundred devout followers of the God of Slaughter, and then, along with the elites of the academies like He Nanguang, Liu Huadie, He Zi, and Luo Xianli, encountered divine punishment, and were all wiped out.

Wu Di and Li Xing defended Grass Hut Academy, killing one thousand two hundred sixty-five enemies, ultimately dying of exhaustion, holding on until the support of the Taoist-robed youth "Wudang."

Global warfare ran rampant, Su Qiangwei guarded China’s sea territory, all her comrades died in battle. Although she successfully protected her compatriots on the coastline, her body was blown to pieces by the God of Slaughter, her soul shattered, and after reconstructing her flesh, her combat power drastically declined.

All these fragmented future scenes filled Ma Ran with a desire to kill.

Although objectively speaking, this outcome was significantly better than in his previous life, with a considerable reduction in deaths, Ma Ran didn’t want to see this outcome.

This is not the best result!

He believed he could do better!

"..."

Ma Ran lowered his eyelids slightly, the cold glimmer in his eyes flickered as he silently added the "God of Slaughter" to his must-kill list.