My Ability Is Role-playing

Ma Ran didn’t keep them in suspense. As his words fell, he raised his left hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together and gently rotated them forward.

Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt...

A round light screen with a diameter of about thirty centimeters appeared before the two of them.

The scene displayed within the light screen was very familiar to Yue Sheng.

The planet shown was the Crystal Star, which he had single-handedly crafted, and the over seven hundred million people on it were all his intimate companions and lifelong loves.

War, fear, chaos, death, despair...

The Water Star Planet, affected by the supreme power, crumbled into dust in an instant. The people Yue Sheng loved and cared for all met a miserable death.

The sight was filled with severed limbs and gory scenes too gruesome to look at.

Yet Yue Sheng remained calm, with a nonchalant expression, even having the leisure to comment, "These scenes are depictions of the future, right?"

"I’ve long heard that Lord Ma Ran possesses the ability to see the future. Seeing it now, it truly is extraordinary."

"Actually, even without this evidence, I could have guessed some of their fates."

"In the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, everything will ultimately meet its own end."

"Good endings, bad endings, to me, are all the same."

"In fact, even if the Supreme of Darkness rank was stripped from me by Zhao Guanlan, I would still find it acceptable."

"I had already prepared myself for complete demise just now."

Hearing this, Ma Ran couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

The terrifying thing was...

All of these were indeed sincere words.

Among the living beings Ma Ran had encountered in his two lifetimes, Yue Sheng certainly stood out as a peculiar one.

Not caring for his own life and death, having such a weak will to live, yet still able to ascend to the Supreme Rank...

Ma Ran had to admit, Yue Sheng was indeed a wolfling.

Upon their first meeting, Ma Ran felt that the Supreme of Darkness seemed to share a similar temperament with him, with some resemblances, but the more he learned, the more he realized the fundamental differences between them.

At any time, in any situation, as long as there was the slightest chance of hope, Ma Ran would fight to the end without hesitation.

He only accepted a Great Perfection of happiness.

Perhaps...

This is the biggest difference between Ma Ran and Yue Sheng.

Someone once said that the most terrifying thing in the world is not the ambitious who are consumed by desire, but those who are indifferent and without desire.

Even so, in dealing with someone like Yue Sheng, who is deeply entrenched in his own poetic sickness, Ma Ran still had some methods.

"Your defeat is equivalent to a lit fuse."

Ma Ran’s tone was flat, as if discussing the weather or what he had for breakfast. His unhurried and steady voice carried a magical power that irresistibly drew attention, "This fuse will soon ignite the full-scale war between the Main Universe and the Endless Plane."

"This will become the Final Battle that determines everything."

"Don’t want to see it firsthand?"

At these words, Yue Sheng’s expression changed slightly, and his previously firm gaze wavered.

"I must admit, you’ve piqued my curiosity."

In Yue Sheng’s view, Ma Ran had a broad mind, held no grudges, and even redeemed him from Zhao Guanlan at an unknown cost.

Although Yue Sheng was sure the other party must have certain expectations of him, he still felt grateful to Ma Ran.

Not fearing death did not mean being ungrateful.

He did not immediately respond, just silently pondering.

When he first descended to Secret Weaving Star, he already owed Ma Ran once.

Owing someone naturally made him think of repayment.

But now, what did he have to repay the favor?

Information?

Yue Sheng shook his head.

He was different from Lin Ke, the Supreme of Light. He didn’t want to betray his comrades.

Even for self-preservation, such behavior would be too despicable.

At this moment, on the rugged path, the voices of players suddenly resounded.

The Fourth Calamities, once as blind as they were, now focused their attention on Yue Sheng and Ma Ran, one after the other.

"Holy shit! Is that Ran God? How dare someone imitate the image of our great Ran God, simply unforgivable!"

"Sand Sculpture, get lost! The image of the Prophet and the Martial God is protected. Even if you use the character customization mode and tweak a million times, you can’t create a character that looks like them, understand?"

"Got it, have you tried?"

"Damn it! The one standing next to the Prophet is the Endless World’s First Immortal, right? Wasn’t he already dead?"

"The system announced it, the rewards were given, the experience points were earned, and the achievements were secured, and you’re telling me Yue Sheng is still alive?"

"Considering he’s the Supreme of Darkness, it’s understandable he has some life-saving tricks."

The Sand Sculpture attribute has a contagious nature.

This group of players, giving off an impression like they’re walking on a scorching floor, never hold back any reservations.

Upon spotting Ma Ran and Yue Sheng, they immediately hopped over energetically.

Yue Sheng concluded that if there weren’t an invisible barrier, this group of people would have already taken selfies, stolen equipment, or drawn his blood with syringes.

The players’ exaggerated gestures against the air wall made Yue Sheng’s eyebrows twitch slightly, thinking that if he fell into their hands, he might as well have died at Zhao Guanlan’s.

The invisible barrier seemed to only block the players’ actions but not their voices.

"Prophet, I’m your diehard fan! Decades ago, when All Heavens OL launched, I was a CP fan of you and Martial God! My daughter and grandson on Secret Weaving Star also adore you, can you give an autograph? I’m begging!"

"Hey, although I look young, still in my twenties like back then, my soul has aged immensely. Thankfully, I used experience points to raise Burning Martial to the Thirteenth Rank and gained half a century of life, strengthening my soul; otherwise, I might have kicked the bucket by now."

"Speaking of lifespan, some experts say All Heavens OL is overextending Earth and Cangming’s developmental potential. Those hundreds or thousands of times the time lapse difference are not purely beneficial, and could lead to soul aging, potentially causing Earth’s population to drastically shrink in the coming years."

"Solving this problem is simple. If we could bring our offspring from the Otherworld back, Earth’s and Cangming Star’s populations would explode instantly, believe it or not?"

"I don’t believe it."

"Not being able to bring kids born in the Otherworld back to Earth is so frustrating..."

"I, a single dog, don’t have these troubles. I fought a boss for decades, finally managed to defeat it. Though I felt a huge sense of accomplishment, I also felt a bit empty. How about having Ran God beat up the Profound Immortal for some entertainment?"

"You enjoyed that joke?"

"... Isn’t living a good thing?"

Ma Ran did not answer these joking, playful players; instead, he rubbed the hilt of the Tang Blade in his hand, seemingly contemplating some complex and profound problem.