"Stop spacing out! The game has started!"

"Okay, don’t worry."

The two embarked once again on their delightful gaming journey.

"Hey, hey, hey, that was a kill? Ma Ran, you’re impressive!"

"This game is still a bit complicated; there are too many skill buttons. If only it could be simplified to be like Honor of Kings or League of Legends."

"Why did they die again?"

"Damn, it’s this guy acting again!"

"Wait for me to finish off these aliens, and I’ll join in... Wow! A pentakill? Ma Ran, you’re something! Your game skills are just a tad inferior to mine!"

Initially, the two were repeatedly crushed with back-to-back losses, making Su Qiangwei want to ping Ye Chudong in the group chat, asking this game developer to add a "kill teammate" feature.

Later, with a wave of five consecutive victories, the girl rediscovered her joy.

Happy times always pass quickly.

Two hours disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! It’s already been four hours?"

Seeing Ma Ran exit the team room, before the other could speak, Su Qiangwei immediately stood up, waved her hand, and blinked, "I need to get back to training!"

With that, the girl pushed open the door and left.

The game was just an interlude, not the entirety of life.

The so-called "balance between work and rest" means that after an adequate relaxation, it’s time to schedule devilish training for oneself!

...

After Su Qiangwei left, Ma Ran returned to his normal work state.

He began comparing and analyzing all the information currently obtained.

Most of the data seemed normal.

The only issue was...

At the current stage, the efficiency of extracting and condensing the Fruit of Faith from Blood Mist Star was almost the same as that from Earth.

This was very unscientific.

Ma Ran couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

The number of main god game players on Earth wasn’t many, with the vast majority staying at the level of shallow believers or general believers.

It’s somewhat like "Main God Xuan? Believing in you gives me benefits, right? Okay! I’ll give you my faith, and you must give me something in return! It’s a transaction mentality."

Meanwhile, the residents of Blood Mist Star, as a resource of believers nurtured for years, except for those killed fanatics, had reasonable quality and a decent degree of devotion.

Ma Ran furrowed his brows slightly.

Perhaps...

The Second Generation God of Slaughter, Ti Sheng, wasn’t talking nonsense; Earthlings, as [Believers], genuinely hold more value than other civilizations?

Of course, it might also be that the faith network on Blood Mist Star hasn’t been fully deployed and needs some "buffer" time.

Or there might be other factors that haven’t been fully considered?

Merely thinking without field investigation won’t reveal the truth.

A field investigation is necessary once more!

This time, he didn’t need to bring anyone, making Ma Ran much more relaxed than before.

He deliberately spent a few minutes single-handedly traveling back and forth between Blood Mist Star and Earth.

Until now, Ma Ran finally confirmed one thing—the time flow rate between Earth and Blood Mist Star, although not equivalent, wasn’t much different either!

The high-rate time bonuses were no more!

In other words, his plan to make Blood Mist Star similar to the "Spiritual Time House" in Dragon Ball Z or for Zhang Qianren’s [Celestial Court] construction is bankrupt.

One day in heaven, a hundred years on earth.

It sounds beautiful.

What a pity...

In his final moments, Ti Sheng used a one-time divine artifact to blast through the space channel between the [Divine Court] and Earth, readjusting Earth’s time flow to ensure that Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, these two enemies, cannot enjoy time benefits in the vast majority of star systems known to Ti Sheng.

To find another environment with a vastly different time flow from Earth and suitable for human habitation?

Tough!

If you can’t beat them, at least disgust the enemy a little; it’s a typical tactic that Ma Ran also frequently used before his rebirth.

Ti Sheng’s ultimate revenge trick, launched at the moment of his complete demise, parallels the technical encryption and memory self-destruction tactics of various civilizations—’strikingly similar in effect’.

Ma Ran remained composed.

Having overcome much bigger obstacles, a little bump in the road was no big deal.

Besides, he still had the Divine Blood Bun to eat.

"[Hong]."

"Father, I’m here."

"You can issue the new announcement now."

"Yes!"

The super-data life [Hong], enlightened through the [Devil Progeny] medal, had remarkable action capability.

Seconds later, many players of the main god game on Earth received an announcement on their phones.

[The Main God Game begins an online update, with special thanks to Mr. Ma Ran for his friendly sponsorship!]

[Xuan has processed the divine essence fragments of the Slaughter Divine Format, introducing the ’real-world monster fighting · upgrading · experience point acquisition’ mechanism for the players.]

[Note: This mechanism is only available to level 3 VIP users, please look forward to it.]

[Click here to view the details of the new version]

...

An hour later.

United States.

Phoenix, also known as Phoenix City, is the capital and largest city of Arizona.

In the council chamber.

The mayor and eight council members were dressed in formal suits, focusing their gaze on an African-American teenager who was playing on his phone.

"[Mediator], what are your thoughts on this Main God Game update?"

Upon hearing the mayor’s words, Giles Peak lifted his hand, adjusted the thick lenses on his nose, and made a silent gesture: "Let me finish this Chapter first!"

Saying this, he quickly swiped his fingers across the screen.

Moments later, Giles put down his phone, rolled his eyes at the group of middle-aged and elderly people, and said irritably, "What opinion can I possibly have? I’m neither a believer of the Game Main God nor a player of the Main God Game, this matter has nothing to do with me."

An elderly man with grizzled hair pressed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked at Giles with a serious expression: "Young man, this is a significant opportunity, a chance to make America great again! And you’re the one bearing this mission!"

Giles grinned, fake-laughed twice: "Ha, ha, that’s a really funny statement, America needs me to make it great?"

"Putting the entire burden of revival on the shoulders of a teenager, then this country might as well perish outright!"

"Heaven only helps those who can help themselves."

"Those who don’t understand self-rescue do not qualify for rescue!"

"Although I’m young, I’m no fool, so don’t play dumb with me."

"Perhaps you’ve checked my background, knowing that I am pen pals with Mr. Dong Huaiming, a literary master from across the ocean, a friendship of noble kind."

"You might not know, [Prophet] also once gave me quite a high evaluation, considering me to be a person of intelligence."

"Trying to exploit me when I’m already on guard... you all ’lack the depth’. "

Here, Giles changed his tone: "Reading can fill the void of experience, and I’ve read more books than you’ve probably met people in your lifetime."

"Any conspiracy or trickery, I’ve witnessed it all in Chinese online novels."

"You people are just the typical villains, blindsided by benefits, trying to stir things up during the time when the main character Gray is resurrecting after being killed, ignoring the underlying contributions."

"Such boldness that it could cover the entire sky!"

"As an ancient Chinese proverb goes, this is like reaching into the fire to retrieve chestnuts, playing with fire in such a way will only end in self-destruction."

"You may not fear death, but I do!"

"So..."

"Say what you want directly."

"Don’t even mention excessive demands!"

Giles pressed the frame on his nose twice more: "I’ve said my piece, you may proceed."

As a fifteen-year-old youngster, speaking so boldly, of course, he’s got substantial confidence.

As the third native S-level Ability User of the United States, following [God] and [God of Indians], and being ’African-American’, Giles is at the pinnacle of the American hierarchy!

Actually, although he appears to be extremely dark-skinned, Giles has only one-sixteenth African-American bloodline; the remaining fifteen-sixteenths of his genes are sourced from Caucasians.

In fact, a long time ago, Giles, by chance, came into contact with the Victory Stone and awakened his superpower.

Calculating the time, it might have been earlier than [God] Gray.

However, he always played dumb, hiding his strength, being extremely low-key, rarely showcasing his abilities, until recently, when his celebrity girlfriend exposed his identity as an S-level Ability User.