My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 583 - 577: Top-Tier Audience +7, Taking the Stage to Perform!

After a round of discussion, not only did the inheritor of [Magic], Arnold, but the other five also turned pale.

Even in Chris’s account, the host of the meeting, Onoff, who wasn’t considered an "arrogant bastard" or "clown", was the only member of the Grey Ship who hadn’t been tortured by Ye Fengqing...

This seemingly silent red-haired strong man was also in a thoughtful look at the moment.

Orlov was a reticent man, with a tough character, and he was also the "Temporary Captain" unanimously elected by the seven Red Lotus Agents themselves.

Among the seven present, only he understood where his companions’ fear of Ye Fengqing came from.

Those who could have their consciousness on this ship were chosen ones, inheritors of the Extraordinary Sequence’s afterglow, each with their pride. How could they completely lose their fighting spirit after being defeated once?

What Ye Fengqing did back then was not just about defeating them.

She ruthlessly tortured Onoff’s six companions, almost completely shattered the intellect of these six in front of her, so much so that even after sealing that period of memory, they dared not entertain the notion of opposing her.

The inheritor of [Technology], Chris, though like the others had sealed that tormented memory, was very clear that things like fighting spirit and courage must not be lacking no matter what.

Even now, all seven members of the Grey Ship Council had been forced to come under the command of the Lord of the Red Lotus, yet they still belonged to the Earth Faction. The "ultimate mission" they all acknowledged had not disappeared.

"Actually, I am the one who suffered the most pain and torment."

Chris sighed, his tone softened slightly: "Clearly, the heritage I command is the kind that can help Earth through its difficulties the most, but due to the limitations of the Prophet’s inheritance, there’s no way to circumvent these limitations to enhance our home planet’s technological level."

"I hope everyone can reflect deeply and overcome their own weak and inferior human nature."

"Flesh is frail, ascend through machinery."

"If anyone figures it out, I can help you transform your body for free..."

Guo Feilin, with black hair and eyes, yellow skin, raised his hand, interrupting Chris’s speech.

"This isn’t a complaint conference or a volunteer recruitment fair. Our meeting is to solve problems. The purpose of your previous words has been achieved. Do not waste everyone’s precious time."

"Next, it’s my turn to speak."

Guo Feilin took a deep breath, speaking gravely: "Although my current combat strength is very weak, not even a match for an ordinary National Guardian-level Superpower User, and it will take a long time to truly unleash the power of [Immortal Dao], but..."

"At this point, I must express my opinion."

"To execute or not, let everyone judge together."

Speaking of this, Guo Feilin took a deep breath, his tone solemn: "First point."

"The path opened by [The Prophet], Ma Ran, is the correct path."

"It was proven that our initial choice was not only wrong, but egregiously wrong!"

"The overarching strategy of developing in secrecy and staying low-profile, being detached from the masses is detachment from reality."

"Captain Onoff, I am not targeting you, I just feel that our initial plan violated human nature!"

"Secretly enhancing our strength, waiting until Earth’s true extinction crisis arrives, then taking action to turn the tide - the strategy set at the start must be changed!"

"Being cautious is good, but recently, I’ve had a strong, ominous premonition..."

"If we continue like this, we will perish in silence, dying quietly and unremarkably."

"There is no value in such a death."

"Not heroic, not mournful."

"Just like Chris said, we lack the ability to turn the tide, and can only die like a clown."

Guo Feilin seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and finally seized the opportunity to pour out his thoughts all at once, speaking for over three minutes, longer than Chris’s speech.

Subsequently, George, Tatake, and Tie Shan spoke one by one, mostly acknowledging and supplementing Guo Feilin’s suggestions.

"Alright."

Onoff brushed his large hand over his head. His former red crew cut was replaced by a shiny bald head: "I understand everyone’s intentions."

"It’s not everyone’s fault, I should bear most of the responsibility for the initial plan."

"I overlooked human nature and the objective laws of development, overestimating our strength and underestimating the challenges we faced."

"Following the principle of minority yielding to majority, we are changing the original plan - to save Earth and lead the Earth Civilization to a more glorious future, we must start from the small things, build step by step."

This could be considered as the closing remarks of the meeting.

Unlike the six crew members, Onoff still remembered the details of how Ye Fengqing defeated them back then.

He recalled that Ye Fengqing had merely used a glance to completely crush everyone.

At that time, they couldn’t understand her methods. After repeated thinking and pondering, Onoff finally understood her methods and principles.

Simply put, Ye Fengqing decoded and read certain black historical memories from the six, expanded and rewrote them, then reinserted them. To draw an analogy, it was like expanding a million-word outline into a story of over a billion words, then...

With ultra-high frequency, unceasingly bombarding these six minds with this garbage memory, the saturated assault instantly shattered their minds and wounded their souls.

A bit like the simplest and most brutal DDOS attack in hacking, except that a DDOS attack overwhelms a server with low-speed bombardment and increased load, whereas Ye Fengqing’s method was even simpler and more brutal.

Perhaps...

Ye Fengqing could have used more precise and complex methods, but she didn’t need to.

After a simple exchange among the seven, they finally reestablished a charter and unified the course of action - deeply understand the [Red Lotus] will, elevate their ideological consciousness, and solidify their stance, placing Ye Fengqing’s orders as their primary directive. Aside from this, they aim to cooperate with the "Guardian Organization" members and get along with [The Prophet], Ma Ran.

"Meeting adjourned!"

With Onoff’s command, within the meeting space, the seven figures vanished without a trace.

At the same time, on Earth, in a tea room at Guangyu Academy, the seven simultaneously opened their eyes.

...

Beijing.

Guangyu Academy.

Douluo Palace.

"Interesting."

Ma Ran’s lips slightly curled up: "Magic, Technology, Immortal Power, Soul Qi, Arcane Magic, Divine Dao, Yunchao... They’re slightly different from the seven Upper Rank God paths mentioned in [Tomb]."

The Yunchao System was added, while the Superpower System was missing.

However, these are trivial details of no consequence, and Ma Ran didn’t plan to delve into these secrets any further.

The transcendental inheritance sequences acquired by these seven deputies had restrictions that prevented them from spreading - this point Ma Ran had long known.

In Ma Ran’s perspective, these seven "Chosen Ones" themselves have considerable combat power. They just chose the wrong path, not irredeemable scum, as they are vastly more noble than those traitors.

The minor issues of high self-esteem and superiority feeling are nothing for Ma Ran!

Isn’t it?

Just by earnestly rescuing them, personality issues got resolved pretty much, immediately making them the most premium peripheral workers for the Guardian Organization and top-tier [Audience], readily usable.

"Time’s up! Come out quickly! Everyone’s waiting for you outside!" A soft and tender girl’s voice echoed.

Ma Ran looked down.

On the desk, a small red flower bloomed like a fiery lotus, gathering into a plump Q-version little figure.

Observing her features, one would find she looked exactly like Su Qiangwei.

This was also one of the results of the girl’s recent learning of the Red Lotus Skill.

"Be there soon."

With a gentle nod, Ma Ran’s eyes brimmed with a faint purple glow, and symbols that shone with faint red light cascaded like a waterfall across his vision.

Clang!

He stood up, with a light slide of his fingertips, the straight-blade Tang Blade on the table was sheathed naturally.

The long-prepared "Swordsmanship Adventure Distribution" had become a matter of universal attention and global focus.

The stage was set, and the audience was fully seated.

At this moment, it was the perfect time to take the stage and perform grandly!