Chapter 713: Chapter 707: National Cultivation Competition Event!
Ma Ran watched as Mo Xing, the Supreme of Time, departed, his thoughts in a whirl.
Although the terms offered by Mo Xing were quite favorable and could bring Ma Ran great ’benefits,’ from Ma Ran’s perspective, if he could bring about Mo Xing’s downfall, the advantages would be even greater—a reduction by one in the number of formidable enemies and an increase by one in the number of permanent top-level audience members.
This would, to some extent, narrow the combat power gap between Earth and the Divine Court factions.
If it were possible, Ma Ran would want to directly eliminate this guy.
Unfortunately, the conditions do not permit it.
Ma Ran is very strong, and he does not deny this, nor has he ever belittled himself.
Even so, he is not yet powerful enough to overwhelm everything in his path.
Therefore...
He cannot just recklessly charge forward and draw his sword to kill every enemy he sees—Ma Ran warned himself.
Their own camp is currently in a phase of rapid development and has not yet fully formed a truly independent combat power.
At such a time, directly confronting an ultimate BOSS like the Divine Court is nothing short of a disaster.
"Hoo..."
After letting out a deep breath, Ma Ran collected his thoughts, took a step, and returned to Earth.
He found Huang Weiguo, the president of Grass Hut Academy, and after a brief discussion on strategic matters, he entered the Secret Realm of Fake Earth.
...
In the Strongman Paradise.
At the top of the Central Tower, in the main control room.
"I know you’re very concerned about the overall strength on Earth’s side."
Su Qiangwei, holding a giant bowl of hot dry noodles with fried sauce, ate rapidly while looking at Ma Ran with a worried expression: "But... isn’t this pace a bit too fast?"
Since Ma Ran’s rise, he has done so much for Earth Civilization.
The deduction of the Burning Martial realm and its upper limits, the establishment of the Guardian Organization, the distribution of opportunities...
The alliance between Earth and Cangming Star, the facilitation of Swordsmanship Adventures, the creation of Strongman Paradise...
Any one of Ma Ran’s actions, taken alone, could be a lifetime endeavor, ultimately benefiting all of humanity.
Saying "the pace is too fast" is already taking his feelings into account.
In strategic terms, Ma Ran seems to be somewhat rash, always thinking in terms of reaching a complete solution immediately.
Clearly, the enemies facing Earth bring substantial pressure to Ma Ran.
"Not too fast."
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of a specially brewed drink of bitter coffee and strong tea, Ma Ran took a gentle sip and said lightly: "Eat well, rest well, and focus on cultivation."
"I will secure enough time for all of you."
Su Qiangwei could immediately see that he was acting calm and composed, just so she wouldn’t feel too pressured.
The terror of the Divine Court is something anyone with a modicum of sense could see.
Even their cannon fodder are civilization-annihilating powerhouses, so much so that Earthlings call them the Six Gods of Destruction.
In actuality, such figures are as numerous as fish in the sea within the Divine Court, completely insignificant, as if mass-produced like "robots."
Thinking about this, Su Qiangwei suddenly lost her appetite.
She sneaked a glance at Ma Ran.
Ma Xiansheng, this guy’s aura is so fearsome that even his admirers find it hard to approach him, especially given his straightforward nature.
However, apart from being somewhat harsh when killing, deep down he is actually a very gentle person...
Aside from a few minor flaws in personality, Ma Ran is nearly perfect, with talents and an approach to handling matters that are unassailable.
But...
His luck is indeed poor, truly a Non-chief in every way, having hit the jackpot only once in his life—upon meeting Master Qiangwei, such an excellent and unique partner.
At other times, Ma Ran’s luck...
Really leaves much to be desired.
Even in games, both online and mobile, they wouldn’t have players facing the ultimate BOSS right after leaving the beginner’s village, would they?
But this is the precise situation and challenge Ma Ran is facing.
Ma Ran turned his face to look at Su Qiangwei, lowering his gaze slightly, as if observing the tea leaves floating in his cup.
"I have already selected three plans, upper, middle, and lower, from thirty-five feasible ones."
He said with a smile: "I’ve prepared thoroughly, even established a retreat."
"Even if we lose to the Divine Court in an all-out war, safety is guaranteed."
"For this National Cultivation Competition, I specifically invited the Sword Master, the Magic Son, the Profound Immortal, and the Lord of the Red Lotus."
"Although only two of them can attend in person, that’s more than enough."
"This endeavor is partly to enhance Earth’s overall combat power and partly to showcase strength, making the Divine Court cautious."
Actually, there’s a critical point omitted here.
Ma Ran himself can also obtain new power through playing the role, completing the last medal of the Honglian series.
Su Qiangwei, holding her bowl of noodles, stared blankly at him.
What is side profile charm?
This is it!
Su Qiangwei teased: "No way, no way!"
"Are you just too handsome?!"
"That’s against the rules!"
"If we weren’t so familiar, I couldn’t resist making a move on you."
She felt that the longer they interacted, the more Ma Ran’s true nature showed, diverging from her initial impression.
Before today, Su Qiangwei always believed she wasn’t the type to judge people by looks.
At this moment, she had to admit, she might barely count as part of the face-seeking faction.
Why hadn’t I noticed before?
This guy...
So handsome!
Just looking at this face makes eating enjoyable!
Su Qiangwei, holding a large bowl of hot dry noodles, gestured with her chopsticks toward Ma Ran, her expression stern: "Don’t move!"
Ma Ran: "???"
Slurp...
Slurp...
Slurp...
Without exaggeration, just gazing at Ma Ran’s profile, she felt she could devour three big bowls of rice without any side dishes!
Three bites per bowl of noodles!
Comfortable!
Except for the excessive carbs, she became a bit parched.
Su Qiangwei threw the bowl and chopsticks into the Pandora food container, approached the floor-to-ceiling window, and reached out to grip Ma Ran’s teacup, took a glance, then disdainfully let go.
Coffee steeped with strong tea, not even dogs would drink it!
This dark concoction, designated as the Earth Guardians’ official beverage...
Its taste is so bitter that even someone as non-picky as Su Qiangwei finds it hard to swallow.
She tried adding sugar, milk, and salt, but nothing could salvage its flavor!
Aside from having an excellent refreshing effect, it was utterly useless!
Click!
Losing focus, Su Qiangwei was finally brought back by Ma Ran snapping his fingers.
"I want the National Cultivation Competition fully launched within a day."
"This level cannot be achieved relying solely on the Academic Society’s power."
"I need your help."
Ma Ran has already used the Magic Son’s medal to enlighten Earth into life, but it’s more suited for long-term strategies and not for urgent matters.
Upon hearing this, Su Qiangwei raised her hand to the side of her head, stood at attention, and resolutely said: "Promise to complete the mission!"
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