At this mont, the Grass Hut Academy was filled with silhouettes everywhere.
With such a commotion outside, anyone who wasn't deaf could hear it.
With tremors like an earthquake, even the deepest sleepers would be instantly awakened.
The participants of the international exchange conference, having experienced various alien invasion incidents, were more alert than the average person, and most of them left their rooms imdiately.
The Extraordinary Ones left the accommodation area, either asking others or using their abilities to try and detect what exactly was happening outside.
Otarovsky, holding a small bottle of vodka in his left hand, seed to have just woken up. He had been using it to soothe his throat earlier. Waving towards Ma Ran with his right hand, he said, "Prophet!"
"Need a hand?"
Although Extraordinary Ones from different countries and factions couldn't be as close as a family, with no barriers or gaps between them, at least they were all Earthlings. In such situations, helping each other was a matter of duty.
No one wanted, in future ergencies, for Extraordinary Ones from other countries to just sit by and watch the show.
If everyone had that kind of mindset, Earth Civilization wouldn't last long against the offensive of alien invaders.
Ma Ran glanced at Otarovsky, who had jogged up in front of him, shook his head, and said calmly, "The situation is under control, no need to worry."
Upon hearing this, Otarovsky scrutinized him for a mont, nodding slightly, "You're not just bluffing; you truly have confidence."
"Honestly, I still find it a bit unbelievable."
"At your age, I was sneaking my dad's liquor…"
"And you have already…"
At this point, Otarovsky seed to lose his train of thought.
Unsure whether it was lack of sleep or too much liquor causing his fuzzy thinking, he hesitated for a while before scratching his head and saying, "Anyway, even now, I don't have your ability to strategize."
Now, it was an extrely critical ti.
In such a pivotal mont, facing an unexpected event, Ma Ran continued to exude a calm and confident deanor, directing and holding all the cards, which was truly impressive.
Otarovsky, already having a certain mysterious familiarity with Ma Ran, beca more determined to maintain contact and strengthen their friendship after seeing him in this state.
"When I return to Russia, I'll send over so specialties as a testant to our friendship."
This is what Otarovsky thought and also said.
"Friendship…"
Ma Ran looked at him with a peculiar expression, "That really doesn't sound like sothing you would say."
"I thought you would say sothing like 'keep hope and courage alive'…"
It appeared that Ma Ran was focused on conversing with Otarovsky, but he was actually managing multiple tasks simultaneously.
The weaving of the Youwen Text Illusion.
Information exchange with 98725.
The circulation of inner qi housed in Su Qiangwei's body.
"..."
Otarovsky opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.
Did this person know him too well?
Could it be that, in a future observed by Ma Ran, there was a scene of the two fighting side by side?
Suddenly, Otarovsky slapped his forehead, "Right, I ran over to remind you, be wary of 'your own people.'"
The sa words bear entirely different anings in different contexts and tis.
The "own people" Otarovsky referred to were clearly other participants of the Extraordinary Conference.
"Don't worry."
Ma Ran curled the corner of his lips, "This is also within my calculations."
"However…"
"Many have ill intentions, but truly daring ones, there are none."
The Extraordinary Conference had been going on for a few days, and the participants gained a lot of practical experience during the exchange and sparring sessions.
Moreover, China's strategic allies in the Extraordinary Era all reaped substantial benefits.
Countries that didn't have a good relationship with the Chinese side had to pay an equivalent price to get any information.
The Korean side didn't need any further elaboration.
In their powerless rage, they couldn't produce anything for an equivalent exchange and could only watch as others traded for extraordinary information.
With Jin Yina's diation, no incidents occurred.
The Indian and Arican sides were hesitant, uncertain whether they should seize the opportunity to gain so advantages.
Their hesitation was justified.
Opportunistic actions require chaotic situations to catch so benefits, to fish in troubled waters.
But in Ma Ran's eyes, the situation was perfectly clear, with not an ounce of ambiguity.
Both battlefields and the Grass Hut Academy were under the surveillance of Nightmare Mother 98725.
Anyone attempting petty actions would be imdiately caught and pay a significant price.
Boom!
A mass of black and red fire exploded in the air.
In the next instant, a young man with red hair and blood-red eyes appeared in front of Ma Ran.
It was Demon Child Zhang Kuang!
The demon child descended upon the Grass Hut Academy, carrying sothing in his hand.
Upon closer look, it was a Long-lived Star People without limbs.
"He is a Pursuer."
The demon child said while throwing the "Long-lived Human Pig" in his hand to the ground, naturally taking the bottle of liquor from Otarovsky's hand.
He wasn't picky, gulping down the entire bottle and said faintly, "I thought it was soone impressive, making anticipate for days."
"Turns out…"
"Just a small fry."
Ma Ran nodded slightly, pointing at the Pursuer, and said to the warriors around him, "Put him in the Lead Prison, deal with him after other matters are done."
The card used by the Extrely Effective Monarch just now, the one allowing ignoring distance to pull teammates directly beside him, it was unclear if there was another one.
However, whether there was or not didn't make much difference to the overall situation.
In the distance, within the Korean delegation, a few participants were quietly complaining.
"The demon child has already subdued a Title Level alien!"
"You missed the best opportunity!"
"What do you an by 'you'? Wasn't the most afraid person you?"
"Ah, watch your tone when speaking to seniors!"
Jin Yina, having listened for a mont, didn't bother with the group.
She sneered and returned to her room, closed the door, and continued Inner Qi Cultivation.
This bunch, only thinking of taking advantage of others, had no future whatsoever.
They didn't know that true strength must rely on one's power!
Jin Yina thought that she once was as ridiculous as these people.
But…
Now, she's transford, becoming the new Jin Yina!
Even in the near future, if she has to activate the power of [Emotional Tribulation], binding with an Alien Prince, it's not out of greed for his power but to fulfill the great plan made by her, the Prophet, the Martial God, and the Demon Child, to save Earth Civilization!
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