My Ability Is Role-playing

Traffic lights, intersection.

Beside the sidewalk, Bai Wenzai holds a piece of jerky the size of his fist, tearing and chewing it with effort while looking around.

Whether it’s the high-rise buildings or the small shops by the street, everything looks exactly the same as before.

Not far away, two young girls are discussing whether to go to Mixue Ice City or Gumming’s House for milk tea, while three mischievous kids are intensely debating which mecha in the mobile game is stronger and cooler.

The doomsday-like scenes from before seem as if they never occurred.

Yet, Bai Wenzai and the passersby clearly understand that the apocalyptic scenes of the earth collapsing and stars shattering were by no means fake.

Because...

The vast majority of Earthlings have experienced the precious sensation of being "brought back to life" at least once.

Thinking back on those scenes, in addition to the deep-seated "fear after the fact," Bai Wenzai feels profound gratitude for Prophet Ma Ran’s protection.

Although the authorities have not explained what Ma Ran specifically did, diverse speculations about the details have been made on the Earth Super Forum.

To date, no one knowledgeable has come forward to analyze the situation, nor have they explained what exactly Ma Ran did to ensure no Earthling died unexpectedly during the doomsday-level disaster, or how he managed to restore Earth’s surface from desolation to prosperity in an instant...

Even so, Ma Ran’s contributions have been unanimously recognized by people from all countries.

Scientists, through data analysis, concluded that without this Prophet, Earth’s population might have decreased to less than one percent of its peak.

Only the top-tier Extraordinary Ones could survive to this day.

The peaceful scene before him makes Bai Wenzai feel like he’s dreaming.

If not for being pulverized at the first sign of the Otherworld invaders’ assault and experiencing the sensation of being "brought back to life," as well as witnessing the chaos of war, he might not have realized how wonderful everything before him is.

At the moment, Bai Wenzai is simply greedily enjoying the prosperous and stable urban life.

"Xiao Bai!"

Bai Wenzai looks towards the voice and sees a gentle-looking girl in a school uniform.

She’s his childhood friend, Sun Qian, who reportedly wants to become someone like Lord of the Red Lotus Ye Fengqing or Martial God Su Qiangwei.

Sun Qian extends a slender jade-like hand, pinching Bai Wenzai’s chin and turning it left and right, a smile in her eyes: "What’s with the band-aid on your face? You’re twenty-six already and still can’t take care of yourself?"

"By the way, you still haven’t met the Academic Society’s admission standards, nor have you been specially recruited by any prestigious universities. So what are you doing wandering on the street instead of attending classes?"

A twenty-six-year-old high school student is quite normal in this era.

Sun Qian heard that in a high school in Yellow Stone, there was even a ninety-year-old third-year high school student who received a lifespan reward from Prophet Ma Ran and Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan during a nationwide cultivation speed-racing event, with formidable strength and deep foundation, making people admire him.

Before the end of the Extraordinary Era’s first year, regardless of nationality, race, wealth, or status, every person on Earth has died at least once, and they say there’s great terror between life and death. Those resurrected have shown subtle changes in their conduct compared to before.

After facing death once, Bai Wenzai is the same.

Being pinched and his face turned around by a girl his age like livestock having its mouth checked; in the past, he might have already been furious and resorted to swearing.

But now, Bai Wenzai doesn’t feel the slightest irritation, simply swatting Sun Qian’s hand away: "Got into a fight, punished by the teacher to stay home and cultivate, plus 3,000 words of self-reflection."

Before Sun Qian could speak, he continued to explain: "There was a boring idiot in class who dared to use the Prophet’s name as a joke, giving Ran God a nickname, ’Doomsday,’ and thought it funny to keep babbling. I couldn’t hold back and ended up having a fight with him."

Ma Ran, Doomsday.

Sun Qian’s face displayed a gentle smile: "Quite the coincidence..."

Finishing her sentence, she raised her eyebrows and changed the topic: "Did you win?"

Bai Wenzai showed a ferocious smile, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Of course! Even though I haven’t met the Academic Society’s admission standards, my Burning Martial cultivation and Swordsmanship Realm levels are far above the top university exam’s cut-off line!"

"If it weren’t for my cultural subjects dragging down my overall score in math, English, and Chinese, I’d have a 90% chance of making it into Qingbei, and could easily pick any key university!"

"Not to brag, but I’m not afraid of anyone among my peers!"

"The fool I fought with ended up with three broken ribs. I was both lenient and saved him, yet he felt aggrieved about being beaten, what a joke!"

As he spoke, Bai Wenzai’s eyes shone brightly, his face glowing red.

Nowadays, in the Earth Civilization full of martial virtue, there’s no concept of ’paying for winning a fight,’ as long as you don’t kill or cripple anyone, there’s no legal responsibility.

The conflict where Bai Wenzai broke a classmate’s ribs...

If there’s no complaint, there’s no official action.

With the same educational resources, the same Extraordinary inheritance, and the same cultivation supplies, if you can’t win, do you still have a reason?

Moreover, the unlucky guy who got beaten realized the folly of his actions more so than Bai Wenzai and feared the matter escalating; after a good beating, he promptly admitted his mistake and surrendered, choosing to ’let it slide.’

The nickname issue for Ma Ran, though trivial, could cause real trouble if someone refuses to let it go.

Thus, Bai Wenzai’s ’rescue’ was genuinely ’rescue,’ not the worn-out joke on the Earth Super Forum many international netizens had fun with.

Returning to his senses, Bai Wenzai paused for a moment, face flushed, exasperated: "These subjects - math, Chinese, and English - should’ve been eliminated long ago!"

Sun Qian was indifferent: "As long as you weren’t embarrassed. A new product is out in the dessert shop, purple taro egg tarts, high in calories and beneficial for cultivating Burning Martial. I’ll buy you ten as a reward for winning."

Bai Wenzai laughed: "Sure!"

His little childhood friend idolizes Martial God Su Qiangwei, though she appears soft, her personality is quite the opposite of her petite frame, a fervent Martial Arts Sect supporter, she despises those weaklings who don’t strive.

On the way, their conversation naturally shifted to cultivation topics.

"I heard a new tutoring class opened on Chang’an Street with a good reputation, and the instructor is reportedly very patient. Want to check it out?"

"...A tutoring class? Nah, for regular tutoring, I’m qualified to teach, and for the exceptional ones, not necessary."

"True, given our limited family conditions, spending money on top-notch tutoring classes doesn’t seem cost-effective. It’s better to buy more supplements to nourish the blood and strengthen cells."

"Since Cangming Star moved to the Solar System and we’ve connected with them, though the exact process is unclear, we can engage directly with them on the Earth Super Forum..."

"What do you mean?"

"We must admit, compared to Cangming Star, our Extraordinary history is much shorter, and exchanging cultivation insights with friends from Cangming Star is mutually beneficial."

"It’s a good idea, but I’ve heard some Cangming people aren’t very friendly towards Earth humans?"

"That’s because the Sword Master cut off the ’Earth humans age’ concept, a benefit not enjoyed by Cangming people. If not a bit of jealousy, that’d be odd, right? Moreover, official surveys show it’s a small minority."

"Right! Go get a monthly pass for the Academic Society’s elite public courses on the Earth Super Forum, look for the ones with a government mark, it costs just about three thousand a month, totally worth it! I got my card a week ago and found that those elite members are quite capable; their insights into Burning Martial and Seven Vortex Swordsmanship are both understandable and insightful. After attending the public courses, I feel I’ve significantly progressed."

Meanwhile, a giant advertisement board by the road displayed a strikingly handsome face.

Their conversation abruptly halted, and the smiles on their faces gradually faded.