My Ability Is Role-playing-Chapter 234 - 233 Public Execution: Final Words

Is the Crimson Hammer easy to turn?

Not easy.

That guy is smart.

Although played like a fool by the Extremely Effective Monarch, a temporary setback can't negate his past life and achievements.

Among the many Longevity Star People participating in the large-scale long-term experimental project of the Soul Cultivation Field, only Crimson Hammer could form a guild, exploit guild members, consolidate all benefits onto himself, and elevate himself to the Title Level.

Many imitate him.

Even more study him.

Yet none succeeded.

Some went bankrupt, gave up halfway, and honestly became ordinary experiment participants.

Or achieved some success, formed a guild of scale, but one day, due to damage to the soul transmission device, suddenly died miserably in a low-level civilization, all efforts in vain.

Regardless of whether those failures of followers are related to Crimson Hammer or not.

The Pursuer is not one to think deeply.

Over these days, the Pursuer never considered potential loopholes in the Earthlings' promises.

He only focused on studying the flaws of Crimson Hammer.

After a long time, the Pursuer finally reached a conclusion—this is a dishonest guy, only by forcing him into a desperate situation might he be turned.

How to force into desperation?

Join his plan, know all his cards, then report to the Earthlings, rendering all of Crimson Hammer's cards worthless trash, lowering the chance of a forced escape to zero percent.

In doing so, Crimson Hammer will become utterly hopeless.

The Pursuer had to admit, this approach is very immoral.

After all, he and Crimson Hammer are both compatriots of the Eternal Civilization.

This is stark betrayal.

Once exposed, posted on the Soul Network, the Pursuer would be thoroughly disgraced, credibility to zero.

But...

So what?

The Pursuer never pursued others' admiration and trust.

What he wanted was only Longevity and Vision, just the hope of immortality, nothing more.

He is a focused person.

Besides this, he seeks nothing else.

To achieve this goal, not to mention betraying compatriots, even if it means personally slaughtering all living beings of the Eternal Civilization and destroying the mother star, he would not hesitate.

No need for whitewashing.

No need for anyone's sympathy and approval.

Selfish.

Cold-blooded.

Brutal.

Heartless.

He sees only himself, indifferent to the feelings of any other life.

The Pursuer is that kind of guy.

If there's a day he shows care, that must be because he sees the possibility of longevity from the target.

"You just said, you have seventy percent certainty."

The Pursuer was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke: "I know you are lying to me."

"You want to sacrifice me, to fulfill you."

"We are the same kind of people."

"The same kind of mongrels, scum, bastards."

"In front of others, glamorous and admired Title Holders, but actually, filthy maggots in the sewer."

"Our selfishness rivals that of the Extremely Effective Monarch, you can't deceive me."

Hearing this, the Crimson Hammer's expression changed, but rather than anger, he was pleased.

Not afraid of resistance, just afraid he acts like a dead man, unresponsive no matter what.

The Crimson Hammer immediately typed a response: "Indeed, I only have about fifty percent certainty! But my plan is prepared, and I have cards in hand."

"With you, our chance of survival will increase significantly!"

"Don't trust the Earthlings' words!"

"What about AQ3399? He sided with the Earthlings from the start, leaked all the information, even released false news to lure you in, trapping you."

"But he didn't end well either."

"He's dead! Died miserably! His soul couldn't even escape!"

"All the struggle and effort only extended his life by a few days, that's all."

Hearing this, the Pursuer responded without hesitation: "You can't blame AQ3399."

"Although he betrayed my trust, in a fluke, he did provide me with the possibility of Longevity and Vision."

"The Sword Master's Secret Inheritance is a fake, but the Thirteenth Rank of Inner Qi is real!"

"You can't understand my feelings."

"I don't even resent him."

"In fact, I should thank him, thank him for showing me a glimmer of light, a sliver of hope amidst the long despair."

The Crimson Hammer was dumbfounded.

What the hell is this idiot?

Why is his thinking so different from a normal person?

What's there to thank about that dog traitor?

If AQ3399 could be resurrected, Crimson Hammer would kill him again, using the most brutal method, to vent inner anger and resentment.

No!

The Pursuer is a madman!

He should be locked up in an asylum!

This guy should be thrown into the Mysterious Research Institute, dissected and analyzed, becoming a test subject, the lowest, basest experimental specimen!

"I know what you're thinking."

The Pursuer sneered: "People like you, habitually blame others, but completely unaware of the responsibility you should bear in your failures. How much are you responsible for the overall failure."

"You blame me for not delaying Demon Child Zhang Kuang long enough."

"You blame the Extremely Effective Monarch for having his schemes, calculating and using you."

The Crimson Hammer's heart skipped a beat.

Why does this loon know what I'm thinking?

He's too insightful!

"Saying those things is meaningless, shirking responsibility is the behavior of the weak and fools."

The Pursuer's tone suddenly calmed down: "Learn from me, adapt to all environments, accept any situation, don't wallow in self-pity."

"Back then, I wasted so much time for the Pseudo-Immortal Dao Civilization, deceived and fooled, yet I didn't blame anyone in the end."

"I just slaughtered the entire family of 109 of that swindler, and destroyed that civilization."

"That's all."

"Here, I only have four Advanced [Disguise Cards] left, everything else was destroyed by the Demon Child."

"Tell me your plans and cards."

Although still cursing the Pursuer in his heart, the Crimson Hammer was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something was off.

"Wait!"

The Crimson Hammer quickly typed: "You're trying to trick me!"

"Your routine just now was the one the Extremely Effective Monarch had exhausted years ago!"

"I've suffered small losses in front of him a few times, how could I be fooled by such clumsy imitation?"

"How many cards do you really have left? What do you intend to do?"

The Pursuer did not respond.

Like a dead dog, slumped on the ground, completely ignoring.

Soon, footsteps echoed at the end of the tunnel.

After a while, Demon Child Zhang Kuang, Prophet Ma Ran, Martial God Su Qiangwei, and the highest authority of the Grass Hut Academy appeared before the two.

"Crimson Hammer, Pursuer, today is your last living day."

President Huang Weiguo said calmly: "After today, you invaders will be publicly executed."

"If you have any last words, you can say them now."

The Crimson Hammer's heart pounded wildly, held his breath, and swiftly sent a message to the Pursuer.