My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 652: Chapter 646: First-Generation Reliance · Ma Ran Dolls

"Although everyone present here is among the world’s top Extraordinary Ones, enjoying high prestige and status in their respective countries,..."

"Whether Earth Civilization can survive the offensive of the Divine Court has basically nothing to do with us."

"I’m not targeting anyone specifically; what I mean is that, including myself, everyone present is very weak."

"Weakness is the original sin!"

Julius’s face showed a hint of shame.

The suffering self-esteem caused him to clench his teeth audibly.

He struggled to suppress the intense emotions surging within, remained silent for a while, and finally said in a bitter voice, "The presence of the Prophet has allowed us to perform admirably in interstellar wars, achieving victory after victory, even recovering quickly after setbacks."

"This has led to a misconception among everyone—that we possess the ability to counter the extraterrestrial invaders and successfully safeguard Earth Civilization."

"The sad truth is..."

"Our big data, through countless calculations, shows that throughout the entire Earth, in terms of Extraordinary potential, whether now or in the future, the only one truly qualified to stand on the same battlefield as the Prophet is the Martial God who awakened the Myriad Transformations superpower and apprenticed under the Lord of the Red Lotus Ye Fengqing."

"The rest of us Earthlings, including those of us at the S-level and National Guardian level, can barely perform in medium to low intensity interstellar wars, but in the war against the Divine Court, we don’t even qualify as cannon fodder!"

"I hope everyone won’t be blindly optimistic or continue deceiving themselves."

"The fact is..."

"The Extraordinary power of Earth Civilization is very weak, weak to the point of being unable to withstand a single blow."

"The reason the Divine Court has not launched a counterattack in this period is not that they are afraid of us, but because..."

"They simply haven’t noticed us!" frёewebnoѵēl.com

"In my view, the operational mechanism of the ’Strongman Paradise’ plan is like secretly sucking the blood of the Divine Court."

"It seems to weaken the Divine Court and strengthen Earth’s Extraordinary power, but in reality..."

"It’s an extremely dangerous act!"

"A bitten human, when they haven’t noticed or don’t have time, won’t bother with a mosquito. Once they notice and have a free hand, they’ll promptly swat it to death."

"Our Earth Civilization, relative to the Divine Court, is just a weak mosquito."

As Julius said this, he shook his head with a bitter smile, sat back down, and with his head lowered, said, "I’m sorry, I lost my composure."

"I didn’t mean to throw cold water on everyone."

"It’s just that..."

"That’s how cruel the truth is."

The expressions on the faces of many of the attendees instantly turned somber, and those who were previously relaxed looked troubled.

Those with a slightly weaker mentality had already begun to sigh.

The majority of National Guardian-level Extraordinary Ones cannot defeat even the lowest-ranking Lower Rank Gods in the Divine Court.

That’s the reality.

Many times, the truth is so hurtful, making one feel uncomfortable all over.

"Because one’s own power is insignificant, does it mean one shouldn’t strive or try?"

Gray, usually gentle-natured, now flushed with anger, veins bulging on his forehead, couldn’t help but press his hands onto the stone table, imprinting two handprints, and loudly retorted, "As a member of the Guardian Organization, you should know better than anyone that a small spark can set a prairie on fire!"

"No matter how small the power, when united, can ultimately become a force that no one can ignore!"

Here, a flash of reminiscence passed through Gray’s eyes.

Moments later, he shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd present, "I have also experienced confusion and doubt, even questioning the value of my existence and the meaning of life."

"Eventually, I found my life’s goal and sought advice from the Prophet many times."

"During the process of communication and learning, what benefited me the most was not those grand theories or ideas revered as sacred by many comrades, but the two words of the Prophet."

After a long pause, Gray spoke heavily, "Do it!"

"Just those two words."

"Ordinary, without any special quality."

"Yet those two words gradually made me a better person, shedding my restlessness and progressing steadily, chasing dreams one step at a time to achieve my ultimate goal!"

"Indeed, compared to the Divine Court, Earth Civilization is vastly inferior; to say we are using an arm to stop a cart is to beautify and elevate ourselves."

"But that is not a reason for us to do nothing!"

"Every bit of Earth’s rights requires us to fight bloody battles, stake our lives, lead by example, and accumulate from small contributions!"

"Aspiring to accomplish anything in one fell swoop is too arrogant."

"I have made the mistakes of arrogance before, and I hope everyone can learn from it."

"Comrades..."

"Don’t be lost, don’t stagnate."

"Do it!"

"The ’Strongman Paradise’ plan exists precisely to change the adversity of Earth Civilization!"

As he said this, Gray’s eyes were already brimming with tears.

Among the many National Guardian-level Extraordinary Ones, his simple and gentle nature made him a highly unique example. Even the Mediator Giles, a young man, seldom shows such intense genuine emotions openly.

His sincere appeal moved some of the attendees, evoking a sense of resonance.

But for most of the participants...

It’s not enough.

Far from enough!

Gray’s words did not address Industrial Dominator Julius’s question.

At this moment, Zhang Qianren of Haotian stepped forward.

He looked at Gray with a responsible expression, his gaze falling on Julius’s face, and said in a solemn tone: "The technical issues of the Paradise construction and the operational mechanisms might attract the Divine Court’s attention and attack."

"In general, it’s these two issues, right?"

The participants nodded in agreement.

Zhang Qianren managed to concisely summarize Julius’s speech without any personal feelings or subjective evaluation, fairly competent as a meeting host.

He cleared his throat and said loudly: "When I took over this task from the Prophet, I had already asked some similar questions and received satisfactory answers."

"The reality is complicated, and I don’t know where to start, so I’m not going to answer them one by one."

"I will just say a few words."

"All of your concerns and doubts should find answers."

Like reading a menu, Zhang Qianren named five people: "Sword Master Lin Qiubai, Demon Child Zhang Kuang, Lord of the Red Lotus Ye Fengqing, Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan, Game Main God Xuan."

"These five alien allies will provide technical support in the construction of the Strongman Paradise."

Someone raised a hand, seemingly with questions, but Zhang Qianren smiled and continued: "I know there are no eternal friends in the world, only eternal interests; the intentions of the four Cangming Overlords are uncertain, and the origins of Game Main God Xuan are mysterious, we are unaware of their demands."

"One thing is certain..."

"Regardless of the process, under the Prophet’s persuasion, these five alien allies have all expressed their willingness to lend a hand in the Paradise construction, operation, and later maintenance."

No one present is genuinely foolish.

The words have reached this extent, and everyone knows that Julius’s two questions have been answered.

Since those five big shots guarantee and back the project, the construction of Strongman Paradise is sure to be smooth.

As for attracting the Divine Court’s attention and bringing strong enemies?

Then fight!

The coward ends up with nothing.

After all, the Divine Court assumes justice, determined to annihilate Earth, the "No. 7 Demon Nest," with opposing stances, no room for compromise.

Because of Strongman Paradise, the conflict might escalate, battling the Divine Court, at least with the backing of those five big shots, providing combat power assistance.

Strictly speaking, this also counts as part of the "operation and later maintenance."

At this point, representatives from various countries finally genuinely agreed with the Strongman Paradise construction plan.

After all...

They are the top-tier strongmen in Earth’s Extraordinary Domain, and after the Paradise is completed, they will benefit and grow stronger too.

Who really wants to hold back unless forced to?

Growing stronger is an instinct engraved deep in Earth humanity’s genes.

After a heated discussion, Zhang Qianren spoke: "Does anyone still want to exit?"

No one uttered a word.

With opinion unified, everyone just needs to strive toward the same goal.

"Great!"

Zhang Qianren grinned, laughing heartily: "Then there’s no time to lose."

With those words, he clapped his hands.

Swish!

Dozens of plush dolls, closely resembling Ma Ran, suddenly appeared on the stone tables before everyone.

Dressed in black with silver hair, wearing combat boots, a Tang Blade at the waist, eyes like stars, the dolls were highly accurate in form, but lacking in...

The makers didn’t quite capture the proper demeanor while creating these dolls.

Each Ma Ran doll had a barely discernible smile at the corner of its lips; the eyes seemed calm, but with a glance, a hint of contempt could be read.

These dolls...

Are a bit arrogant. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Not sure if it’s an illusion, but looking at them, everyone felt like they were being taunted as a rookie.

Beyond that, the demeanor...

Is rather overdone.

"These are jointly crafted by the Prophet and Martial God, serving as the ’initial supports’ to help everyone enter Strongman Paradise."

"As long as you’re on Earth and carry it, mentally reciting ’Guardian’ three times will allow you to directly enter the Paradise."