Chapter 92: Chapter 91: National Guardian and S-level
Unique personal insights, or more information related to the ’Demon Mountain’...
Su Qiangwei’s delicate eyebrows arched as she realized the situation was not simple.
This person nad Wei Zuxia, is the real focus in the latter part?
Although the other party’s intention to solve the disaster, to save more people from the impending Demon Mountain disaster, was good, but...
This is squandering the generosity of others!
The person with the [Limited Foreknowledge] ability is Ma Ran!
The person who changes the future through prophecy, consuming lifespan in the process, is also Ma Ran!
Wei Zuxia looked worried, seeming genuinely selfless, indeed concerned about the lives and safety of his compatriots.
But what about Ma Ran?
In this person’s eyes, doesn’t Ma Ran count as his compatriot?
Overdrawing lifespan!
Simply four words, whether spoken or written, they seem weightless.
It’s sothing you only truly understand its significance when it happens to you!
Su Qiangwei had awakened her superpower for quite so ti.
After resolving the Nightmare event in the A3 District last ti, she would try to activate the [Myriad Transformations] ability every day, hoping to copy Ma Ran’s [Limited Foreknowledge].
What was her original intention in doing this?
Was it because she, Su Qiangwei, wanted to steal Ma Ran’s spotlight?
No!
Clearly, it’s not like that!
If she could successfully transform Ma Ran’s prophetic ability into her own, she could simply pay a bit of fat to predict future potential disasters!
Even if the side effects of the prophetic ability are significant, requiring a lot of energy, at worst, when needed, she could eat herself into a little fatso.
Moreover, with the [Myriad Transformations] in her hand, she can slim down whenever she wants, she has the luxury to be capricious!
In Su Qiangwei’s seventeen years of life, she had never seen anyone with better looks than hers — excluding photo-editing monsters!
Anyway, Su Qiangwei was very confident in her looks. Even if she got fat, she would still be a lovable plump little fairy!
Su Qiangwei felt that she should be able to help Ma Ran share a lot of pressure!
But...
The problem is, she can’t do it!
No matter how hard Su Qiangwei tried, she couldn’t transform Ma Ran’s prophetic ability [Myriad Transformations] into her own.
She even began to doubt whether her [Myriad Transformations] could not replicate the [National Guardian] level superpowers.
However, this thought was imdiately dismissed by Su Qiangwei herself.
National Guardian level, Pillar level, Under Developnt level.
These three tiers seem to clearly differentiate the intensity of superpowers.
But there’s a problem within this!
Superpowers themselves have no concept of levels or tiers.
Ultimately, whether it’s the threefold classification dostically or the five-tiered S-A-B-C-D classification abroad, it’s all a forced division by Earth humans.
So...
Why can’t the prophetic ability be replicated!
Because it involves the Ti Domain?
Or because one’s hardware (brain) is not up to standard?
Perplexed, Su Qiangwei decided not to delve deeper into it.
Anyway, over in the United States, there’s an S-level ability user corresponding to the [National Guardian] level — GOD.
Oh right.
Su Qiangwei had read that "GOD’s" profile.
That guy’s real na is Matt Gray.
Another one with the surna Ma.
He’s a white man with brown hair, with a very good reputation externally.
People who have interacted with him all find him gentle, good at empathy, always considerate of those around him, and very easy-going.
Additionally, he is full of patience for incompetent teammates, a gentle herbivore male with a large following.
At present, with nurous alien influences arriving on Earth, the situation is volatile, and crises abound.
Su Qiangwei believes that in the future, there might be an opportunity to collaborate with "GOD"!
She plans to find an appropriate ti to see if she can swipe his ability.
At this thought, the young girl shook her head to clear her jumbled thoughts, glaring fiercely at Wei Zuxia: "What do you an?"
"Do you think Ma Ran is a person who only cares about himself and not others?"
"Before asking questions, open your eyes wide and see clearly..."
"How many lives has he saved, and at what cost?"
As she spoke, Su Qiangwei reached out to pluck a strand of white hair from Ma Ran’s forehead, for this square-faced middle-aged man to see clearly.
In just a month of joining the Grass Hut Academy, this show-off’s hair had turned a quarter white!
With three or four more prophecies, his hair might all turn white.
Ma Ran is also unrestrained in this matter, who knows when we’ll be attending his funeral.
Su Qiangwei felt she had the responsibility and duty to emphasize Ma Ran’s sacrifices.
Otherwise, Ma Ran’s stature would be too low, defeating him wouldn’t even feel satisfying.
There’s a saying that Su Qiangwei agrees with: A person’s stature isn’t determined by her friends, but by her opponents!
Smack!
With a blank expression, Ma Ran flicked her cold little paw away, responding in a calm tone: "Don’t get excited, this person has no malice."
"Just not very good with his brain."
"His heart is in the right place."
In an instant, he offended two people.
Watching Ma Ran side with outsiders, Su Qiangwei glared in anger.
Wei Zuxia’s face also turned black, as if he had eaten garlic dipped in mustard, his expression was extrely fascinating.
At this ti, President Huang Weiguo finally returned with a full load.
The servers piled various platters filled with dishes in front of Su Qiangwei.
The girl turned her grief into appetite and buried her head in eating.
anwhile, President Huang stood like a wax statue, rigid in place.
He was still pondering what Ma Ran had just said.
Usually, Old Huang thought Ma Ran was very mature and overly steady.
Now, he secretly revised his evaluation.
Ma Ran...
Ultimately, still has a youthful temperant.
As one of the parties involved, Wei Zuxia felt the unfriendly gazes from the surrounding elderly n and won, causing him to shiver.
He looked at Ma Ran, forcing out a slight smile: "I’m sorry, the question I asked earlier was indeed thoughtless."
Ma Ran’s expression was calm: "I know, you are a good person."
For so reason, hearing this answer, Wei Zuxia felt uncomfortable all over, preferring to be scolded a few tis.
To ease his inner embarrassnt, he opened the all-black laptop placed in front of him and gently pressed the power button.
Data and words about the "Demon Mountain disaster" instantly filled the entire screen.
"In line with the spirit of international humanitarianism, we have inford the other six countries of Ma Ran’s prophecy about the Demon Mountain disaster."
Wei Zuxia scrolled the mouse wheel, occasionally tapping the keyboard, without looking aside: "Their attitude was very perfunctory and did not intend to fight against the Demon Mountain with us."
Ma Ran’s eyes shifted slightly.
After all, his reputation as a "Prophet" was gradually spreading, are there people who are even more hard-headed than Wu Di, not believing the Demon Mountain will descend and cause great disaster?
No!
Indeed, there are people more stubborn than Wu Di, but such people could hardly climb into decision-making levels alive.
So...
Do they really not believe Ma Ran’s prophecy?
The answer is no!
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