My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 470 - 464: Thought Flash! [Play] Feedback!

"Don’t be discouraged; comparing yourself to Ma Ran is meaningless. You should compare yourself with your past self."

Bradley patted William on the shoulder, his eyes glinting.

Recently, a few influencers in the United Kingdom collaborated to promote an event named "Thought Flash: Remember."

The activity requirement: Use the phrase "Without...there would be no..." to create sentences focusing on famous historical figures who led eras of change.

Example: Without Edward III, there would be no Hundred Years’ War; without Turing, there would be no Artificial Intelligence.

The sentence Bradley found most memorable was the witty one—"Without Ma Ran, there would be no extraordinary new era on Earth."

Judging by the number of clicks and likes, there are...

A lot of people who appreciate this statement!

Thinking of this, Bradley’s mouth twitched slightly, and with forced casualness, he changed the topic: "Do you remember the first Earth Extraordinary Interaction Seminar? The one at Grass Hut Academy."

William, somewhat questioning his life, nodded: "Of course, back then, I hadn’t even awakened my abilities and survived on meager social welfare each month."

Once just an underclass member of society, William, after awakening his superpower, had a glamorous transformation, leaping to become a national idol and hero.

Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, William couldn’t help but be filled with emotion, marveling at the changes in his fortune.

The mystery of luck is perhaps something that no one can fully grasp.

"At that seminar, among the people we sent, there was an A+ Level ability user who awakened the ability of [Combat Simulation]."

Bradley’s eyelids trembled slightly, his speaking tone obviously becoming much harsher compared to before: "His ability is to record the data of all life forms he has encountered, and as long as he and the observed subject live on the same planet, he can continuously update the combat power and methods of various characters in the database."

"I have performed hundreds of simulations with his help."

"It was a combat simulation of [Undying Gentleman] VS [Prophet]."

William’s eyes brightened; he was intrigued.

Evidently, when Bradley previously mentioned that Ma Ran and Gray had ten thousand ways to kill him, it wasn’t just idle talk; it had real-world grounding.

"At first, relying on my undying body, I could go toe-to-toe with Ma Ran."

"Though I often found myself at a disadvantage, he couldn’t really harm me."

Bradley spoke with a voice that seemed to tremble slightly: "As time passed..."

"My odds of winning were decreasing by the day."

"A week ago, I found that ability user again to help me simulate once more."

"Against Ma Ran, my winning chance was...zero!"

"No matter how advanced the equipment I wore in his simulation, no matter how complete my preparations, or how favorable I chose the battleground for myself..."

"I would never be Ma Ran’s match!"

"Under his hands, I couldn’t even withstand a hundred moves before my soul would scatter, and I’d be thoroughly killed!"

To be accurate, when facing the "recent" Ma Ran, Bradley would essentially be instantly killed, his divine soul obliterated, with not even superpowers able to revive him.

Bradley, who had long known he was no match for Ma Ran, though without masochistic tendencies, hoped to use prophecy to observe whether the gap between himself and Ma Ran had narrowed.

Yet after the combat simulation a week ago, that special ability user could no longer update the "Ma Ran" data, nor could Bradley continue to "recognize his own position", only realizing that Ma Ran had reached a realm that could ignore some superpowers.

"Let’s call it a day!"

William raised both hands, smiling wryly: "Please, stop discouraging me!"

The fact that the [Prophet’s] star power incarnation had to come personally probably meant that the [God of Slaughter] wasn’t as simple as everyone imagined.

There’s a high chance that this entity could bring massive disasters to Earth.

After all...

The [Prophet] may possess strong combat power, but from the beginning, they’ve made their name through the art of prophecy.

Whenever Ma Ran issued a warning, no matter how arrogant someone might be, they would inevitably feel uneasy inside, unable to dismiss his words lightly.

According to what Ma Ran said earlier, the key issue facing each nation this time is "the missionaries of the God of Slaughter."

That bald criminal who was scorched to charcoal and had his divine soul obliterated by star-powered flames earlier was truly a fool!

He lived in the extraordinary new era, yet his mind stayed in the previous one, thinking the scum protection laws allowed him to act recklessly, unaware of the consequences of offending the powerful.

Even if Ma Ran’s star power incarnation hadn’t taken action, William and Bradley had many ways to kill him and ensure their reputations wouldn’t suffer any harm.

"The Non-Killing Hero" is just a persona, not their true intent.

When facing scum, these two S-level ability users, who prided themselves as [Gentlemen], never hesitated to strike hard.

Scummy criminals like that bald one are actually the easiest to deal with.

But the problem is...

Those who could be chosen as missionaries of the God of Slaughter are probably evil, cunning individuals who are adept at hiding themselves, unlikely to be like that already dead bald man.

It’s likely that the missionaries of the God of Slaughter, on the surface, are glamorous, hold high positions, control vast wealth, and possess a high social status...

Nobody knows for sure.

Anyway, in the movies William’s seen, most are portrayed this way.

"The priority is to quickly capture and secretly execute those missionaries of the God of Slaughter," Bradley stated: "The [Prophet] never does anything meaningless."

The Demon Mountain battle, Sea Demon disaster, Chuanke invasion, massacre in the City of Angels...

Event after major event piled together, collectively building Ma Ran’s illustrious reputation.

His prophecies have always been precise, never wrong up to now.

"The key is, how do we find them?"

William rolled his eyes: "Even some ordinary people with special talents, plus the extraordinary ones who’ve awakened related superpowers, can’t possibly find those Evil God Followers among the vast sea of people with just the keyword ’missionaries of the God of Slaughter’, right?"

Bradley frowned, a spark of inspiration flashing in his mind: "Repeat what you just said... nevermind!"

"The key to breaking through lies within the keyword ’missionaries of the God of Slaughter’!"

William was completely bewildered.

Although hearing his ambition and seemingly more mature, in reality, Bradley, this senior, far surpassed him in terms of knowledge, wisdom, or impromptu decision-making.

"There’s a good Chinese saying—’A gentleman’s character is not different from others; he is merely adept at using external forces.’"

Bradley patiently explained: "Have you forgotten the recent announcement from the Main God Game?"

"As long as we can harness the 2nd-level VIP power of Xuan, we can lock onto that group of hidden Evil God followers through the keyword ’missionaries of the God of Slaughter’!"

William’s eyes lit up: "I’ll notify the Queen and the Prime Minister right away, mobilizing the nation’s power!"

"With so many people in the UK, I refuse to believe we don’t have a single 2nd-level VIP!"

Although Game Main God Xuan had an unfortunate resemblance to a certain Mr. Zhao, affecting the public’s personal opinion, Xuan hasn’t done any evil deeds since appearing and has instead created a wealth of benefits for Earth’s people.

Among gamers, many should have faith in Him!

Faith in Xuan and faith in the God of Slaughter are two entirely different concepts!

The former benefits the nation, people, and oneself, while the latter is simply a societal cancer!

...

At the same time, countries around the world made decisions similar to the UK’s.

The next day.

4:41 AM, Beijing Time.

Grass Hut Academy, new boys’ dormitory, fourth floor, the room at the end of the corridor.

Ma Ran’s elbows rested on the computer desk, left hand supporting his cheek, black and white hair reflecting the screen’s glow. His eyes slightly lowered, his right index finger pointing at the keyboard, unconsciously turning counterclockwise.

The current round of the Main God Game Xuan was highly successful, with a global audience eager, most yearning for the privileges of 2nd-level VIPs, hoping to utilize them to sweep away the hidden followers of the God of Slaughter planted in various countries.

Thus...

With the orchestration of governments worldwide, the [Play] ability began to provide feedback!