My Ability Is Role-playing-Chapter 297 - 295: "I Am Ma Ran.

The fact is, the previous conversation with the negotiation expert was meaningless.

The one who truly made the decision was that .

Ma Ran didn’t even appear in person; he merely showed his face in a video call, said one sentence, and unilaterally made the decision without any room for negotiation.

Ogata Shitou admired Ma Ran’s strength and audacity, and also envied his authority in speech.

But thinking of Ma Ran’s tough attitude and conditions made Ogata Shitou feel uncomfortable, filled with an extreme sense of frustration.

Other countries, wanting to buy "future intelligence" from Ma Ran, needed to pay a price depending on their relationship, varying in degree.

But it has never been as exaggerated as with the Japanese Side!

Ogata Shitou couldn’t even comprehend how Ma Ran could have the audacity to make such a request.

Conditions so outrageous that, even if the apocalypse were to arrive, they were impossible to agree to. Even if he recorded it and made it public, probably no one would dare to believe it?

"Sigh... Clearly much more anxious than before."

"Lack of sleep really severely affects one’s temperament and judgment..."

Ogata Shitou suppressed his inner irritation, slowly spread his hand, and a transparent yellowish sphere floated before his eyes.

On this sphere, the vague outline of a human face could be seen.

The superpower allows one to make full use of the souls of the deceased, erasing their personal characteristics and emotions, to create .

The soul made into a Shikigami can retain its strongest traits from when it was alive—superpowers, combat skills, geographical knowledge, and the like.

The strength of a Shikigami usually fluctuates greatly, able to display as low as 30% and as high as 70% of its original power.

Shikigami do not possess growth potential.

This is merely the part that Ogata Shitou declared to the outside world.

In reality, besides this ability, also allows Ogata Shitou to quickly learn the knowledge and experience of Shikigami in his sleep, thus growing rapidly, and ultimately mastering all human knowledge!

This part is something he had been keeping hidden and undisclosed to the public.

"Ah..."

Staring at the light orb representing the Shikigami in his hand, Ogata Shitou sighed, "The abilities of the Shikigami, after all, belong only to the Shikigami, and they are a downgraded version; there’s no way to combine them and amass all the power into myself."

"If the ability I awakened were instead of , my authority in speech would be much greater now..."

"And the Prophet’s degree of attention towards me could also be elevated somewhat."

The greatest features of lie in "creating a Shikigami Legion" and "accumulating knowledge and skills."

It doesn’t allow Ogata Shitou to acquire the superpowers of the Shikigami.

This is also what Ogata Shitou most envies about that from the Other Shore.

Shaking his head, Ogata Shitou gently tossed the yellowish light sphere in his hand.

Crack!

The sphere shattered, and a humanoid shadow with wings emerged behind him.

Ogata Shitou leaped forward, jumping off the building.

In the next moment, that winged Shikigami turned into a blur, allowing the falling Ogata Shitou to step onto its back.

Since awakening his superpower, Ogata Shitou has created a total of eight hundred Shikigami—though countless Outer Star beings have descended on Earth since the interstellar Extraordinary Era arrived, the number of deceased he has personally seen exceeds eighty thousand, yet only eight hundred qualified to be transformed into Shikigami.

Boom!

In the sky, a young man spouted flames from his palm, surpassing Ogata Shitou.

"Ha! Is this the legendary ? Your speed is really slow!"

The youth’s face was full of provocation and self-satisfaction.

The other’s name was Tabuchi Hiromu, born into an Extreme Path Family, a background somewhat similar to Ogata Shitou, but two or three years younger, with a volatile personality, often competing with Ogata Shitou, and is an A+ Level Superpower User.

Due to the special nature of his ability, Ogata Shitou would need considerable effort to take him down, and stealth couldn’t be guaranteed.

Moreover, the background and influence of the other party prevented Ogata Shitou from truly striking him down.

"A little faster."

Ogata Shitou didn’t want to pay attention to the other, frowning more intently, growing increasingly disdainful of his transportation: "I need to get back and catch up on sleep."

This thing’s speed gradually couldn’t meet his needs.

After finding a better replacement, it should be "sent away."

With Ogata Shitou’s current strength in mental belief, the maximum number of Shikigami he can reserve is one hundred, and without superpower erosion, he can manipulate up to three Shikigami simultaneously.

Meaning...

Since the awakening of his abilities until now, he has already "sent away" seven hundred Shikigami.

...

When he pushed open the door, Ogata Shitou’s breathing and heartbeat paused for an instant.

Because...

A human head was floating in the air, with a bizarre smile.

Thick, purplish-black hair weaved like the finest satin, crimson eyes like the purest jewels, impossible to look away from.

That remarkably handsome face, with a transcendent aura descending to the mortal world, would enrapture anyone upon first sight.

Unfortunately, there was no body, only a head.

Ogata Shitou summoned his three most formidable Shikigami, surrounding himself immediately.

But that head looked at him with an enigmatic smile and softly said, "My name is Ma Ran, you can also call me Prophet."

Ogata Shitou’s eyes darkened, in a low, somewhat irritated voice: "Please don’t joke like this!"

"I’m friends with Ma Ran; talking like this won’t deceive me."

Appearance, style, aura...

This head before him bore no resemblance to Ma Ran whatsoever!

This was an insult to his intelligence!

Hearing this, the handsome face of the head revealed a sunshine-like smile, completely unfazed, casually saying, "Oh, I see."

"My real name is Lin Qiubai, call me Sword Master, that’s fine."

Ogata Shitou’s forehead veins bulged: "...I’ve seen all of Sword Master’s data, his character, appearance, and style are all completely different from yours."

Ma Ran’s lips slightly curled upward, speaking softly: "Then call me Zhang Kuang."

Ogata Shitou remained silent for a long time, then responded gloomily: "The Prince of Darkness had just left Earth recently."

"Please stop teasing me!"

If he wasn’t largely certain he couldn’t beat the other and feared if he moved first, the consequences could be dire, Ogata Shitou would have long punched that incredibly handsome face of the head, which made him want to smash it into ruins.

Ma Ran arched an eyebrow, his tone flippant, saying carelessly: "Tch... Boring little fellow."

"Why not believe when one says the truth? Actually, the first name I said was indeed my real name!"

"I really am Ma Ran, but I’m a different person from your Earth’s Prophet."

"It’s just a case of sharing names, understandable, right?"

Manifesting publicly, leading the era’s trend; aiding from behind the scenes, steering the civilization’s course!

The protagonist of the fourth script, Zhao Guanlan’s "darkness," cannot be separated.

Without this darkness, the work behind the scenes couldn’t be done well.

Ma Ran’s gaze fell on Ogata Shitou, a playful expression in his eyes, lips holding a mocking smile.

Under the gaze of this strange head, Ogata Shitou quickly calmed down.

"Heh." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Such a person, compared with Ma Ran?

Ogata Shitou gave a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, subtly kicked off his wooden clogs, preparing to flee at any moment.

This guy, who was nothing but a head, had no concept of trust, shame, or truth, brazenly lying, with no morals at all. Perhaps while they were speaking, the other would attempt a sneak attack to kill him, possessing his body...

No visitors from Cangming Star were simple.

"I guess..."

A flash of inspiration hit Ogata Shitou’s mind, and he slightly squinted his eyes, letting the three Shikigami stand in front for protection, and with a complex tone, softly said: "Profound Immortal, Zhao Guanlan."

"That’s your real name, isn’t it?"