Superman's Ending Manual

When Qing Ya found Che Zhengchen, he was in an abandoned factory in Hongdeng Business District. He came here according to the clues left by the dice monster.

Qing Ya stood at the entrance of the abandoned factory, nodded slightly, and took a deep breath.

He was familiar with this abandoned factory. After all, it was here that the watchmaker started a live broadcast on the Internet, showing how he tortured the new superhero "Gray Pigeon" that everyone was looking forward to.

He still vaguely remembered the scene at that time, the screams that begged him, the bloody face shrouded in despair, and the hideous head that was chopped and hung on the work platform...

The past flooded into his mind like a tide, making him clench his fists unconsciously.

A trace of unconcealable violence flashed across the eyes under the mask.

After a while, Qing Ya raised his head, and his sharp beak like a blade extended forward, looking coldly at the front through the mask.

I saw Che Zhengchen sitting on the ground with his back against a pillar, his body hunched, his head tilted and his arms spread out on the ground. He looked unconscious.

In addition, Che Zhengchen's suit was full of graffiti with bad taste everywhere.

The patterns were very childish, like Peppa Pig, Black Cat Sheriff, Mickey Mouse, and I thought a little kid had scribbled on him.

Next to Che Zhengchen, there was a rusty steel plate. Someone left a few lines of cute handwriting on the surface of the steel plate with pink chalk, as if it was written by an elementary school girl.

Qing Ya slowly stared at the words on the steel plate.

To Mr. Owl or Comrade Crow:

"I am just playing a prank, I have no ill intentions. Please take our honest and kind Commander Che back, Mr. Blue Owl. Oh, P.S. If it is the Blue Crow who comes, then cross out 'Mr. Blue Owl' and change it to 'Mr. Blue Crow'."

"By the way, don't forget to give him a new pair of glasses. It's better not to have gold rims. I hate gold rimmed glasses. They give people the feeling of a nouveau riche who has gone too far and smells of money."

"Well, I really don't like it at all. Maybe I'll kidnap him. The purpose is to remind him to change to a pair of glasses that are more suitable for him, such as frameless glasses, or black-framed glasses, which are better than gold-rimmed glasses anyway. "

"Well, actually I have already matched glasses for him. When he wakes up, remember to tell him not to thank me, I just did a good thing."

--Your good friend and fashion mentor, Dice Weird (Weird Thing)

Qing Ya was silent for a long time, staring at the words on the steel plate quietly, always feeling that these behaviors were familiar, which made him think of a character.

Watcher.

Twenty years ago, he met Watcher, who was still an ordinary person at the time, in college. At that time, he only treated the other party as an ordinary friend, and also his only friend, and they usually interacted more.

However, after the other party accidentally discovered his identity as a vigilante, everything changed quietly.

"Should I call you Ke Youqing, or...Qing Ya?"

In memory, it was raining heavily at the time, and the young man stood on the empty street and whispered to him silently.

"Qing Ya, he killed my family and made me feel like I have nothing;

"Ke Youqing, you are my best friend. You made me feel that I am not nothing. Maybe no matter how painful the current situation is, as long as I can get through it, life will slowly get better.

"And you tell me now... you are Qing Ya?"

Ke Youqing didn't know the cause of the incident at that time. He just stared at him blankly and asked slowly.

"What are you talking about?"

The young man stood in the rain for a long time, and looked up at him from his rain-soaked hair. His face was uncertain, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened an arc that seemed angry and sad.

After a while, he leaned over and slowly took out many crow specimens from his schoolbag, carefully placing them one by one on the ground.

Most of them were torn to pieces, and it was unbearable to look at them directly, leaving sharp knife marks, as if someone had poured out anger on them.

"We will meet again, in another way..."

"We are both friends and enemies."

After saying this, the young man tilted his head and raised a clock in his right hand.

His index finger slowly pressed the button on the clock, and then, with the sound of clicking, his figure suddenly disappeared in the rain.

It was as if he had stolen a second from the hands of heaven, and as if he was swallowed up by the millions of tons of raindrops pouring down from the sky.

From that day on, Ke Youqing never saw this friend again.

But not long after, as the disappearance notice of the young man spread throughout the city, a figure who called himself "Watcher" began to appear in the city around Beijing, hunting down superheroes in the Superhero Association.

Dozens of superheroes died in just one week...

In the following twenty years, they repeatedly entangled from different standpoints, sometimes like old friends who met again after a long time, and sometimes like enemies who hated each other.

Qing Ya once thought whether he was the one who made the young man in his memory, who was as gentle and peaceful as a lamb, become the watch maker of the future, but he could only erase these thoughts full of pain and guilt from his mind time and time again, and make up for those mistakes in reality as much as possible.

But in the following decades, he never caught the Clock Man, because the Clock Man might be the person who hated him the most and knew him the best in the world, so he could easily escape from him every time.

It was like playing a cat-and-mouse game, in which the two protagonists were never hurt, but the innocent people.

At this moment, the scene in front of him reminded Qing Ya of the name again.

The temperament of the Dice Man was exactly the same as that of the fledgling Clock Man that year: crazy, weird, illogical, but treating a superhero as a friend and playing him in the palm of his hand.

The relationship between Blue Owl and the Dice Man seemed to be the same as that between him and the Clock Man back then.

Qing Ya thought so, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the world was like a huge cycle. The past will always repeat itself, and the things that are said goodbye will always appear in front of him in another way.

He lowered his head, took a deep breath of turbid air, and then slowly released the crows, so that they lifted up Che Zhengchen's figure, and then walked out of the abandoned factory.

It was almost dusk, on the fifth floor of the Super Hero Building, there was a restaurant exclusively for staff.

This restaurant was decorated extremely luxuriously, with complex and gorgeous decorations everywhere, but the dome was decorated with cold incandescent light, making the overall look very inconsistent.

At this moment, Blue Owl was sitting in a corner with Platinum Wings and others, drinking afternoon tea silently around a table covered with a luxurious tablecloth.

Blue Owl moved his eyes and looked around, and saw many super heroes carrying plates to their original positions, commanders waiting in line to get food, and even restaurant staff secretly looking at him.

Ever since seeing Qing Ya rescue him personally, the eyes of the entire Super Hero Association have changed when looking at him.

Originally, they were betting privately, and many people thought that Qing Ya should not care about this imitator who didn't know how to live or die.

But just now, they had never thought that Qing Ya would rescue Blue Owl in public, and reminded him: "You should use your brain to do things in the future."

So everyone finally began to pay attention to this red and blue owl of unknown origin, and they were curious about the identity of Blue Owl.

Some people said that Blue Owl might be the child of Qing Ya's relative; some people said that Qing Ya was a university professor and Blue Owl was his student;

Some people sneered and said that if Qing Ya had a son, then his son should be almost old enough to wear a combat uniform, understand what I mean?

Others rejected his idea, saying that if a monster like Qing Ya could form a family, I would eat shit directly, and it would be more convincing to say that he adopted an orphan.

Some people also said that even if he adopted an orphan, he would definitely become a freak with an extremely lonely and gloomy personality under the influence of Qing Ya. In contrast, Blue Owl is much more sunny, and he doesn't look like someone raised by Qing Ya at first glance.

Blue Owl sighed, retracted his attention from the surroundings, and asked while eating ice cream with a silver spoon: "So what's the situation, is Commander Che okay?"

The telekinetic nun replied: "Blue Crow rescued him. He said that he is not seriously injured and has been sent to the Central Hospital. There are also a bunch of superhuman bodyguards guarding him, so there is no need to worry about him for the time being."

"Oh, then don't they need to take me to ask something?" Blue Owl leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"Move your head away." The nun said.

"Why?"

"Because your beak is about to peck my face."

"Oh oh."

"I advise you to remove this thing on your helmet, otherwise someone may sue you for sexual harassment."

"I'm sorry, but with all due respect, shouldn't you sue Qing Ya as well?"

The White-Golden Wing, who was listening, said with a smile: "No, no, no, Qing Ya almost never communicates with others. I haven't even heard him say a few words, so when he reminded you, I was actually quite shocked."

"Isn't it just an old guy teaching a newcomer some experience? What's so shocking?" Blue Owl paused, lowered his head and said, "Okay Well, I am actually quite happy too. "

Platinum Wings said with a smile: "I can see that, after all, your battle suit is clearly imitating him."

"Then let's get back to the original topic. I was in the office when Commander Che was arrested."

"No need, Qing Ya took over the right to investigate this matter." The telekinetic nun said, "He has the authority to view the surveillance cameras of the entire Super Hero Building, and even Commander Che's office has surveillance cameras. However, only those senior officials and the heroes of the Round Table are qualified to view the surveillance cameras in the commander's office. "

Hearing this, Blue Owl was slightly stunned, thinking with chopsticks in his mouth.

"No way, what does Commander Che think? Since there are surveillance cameras in the office, then my father and the senior officials of the association know that I asked Commander Che to find connections to join the association?"

He thought about it, and felt that it was not right. If Commander Che did not want that conversation to be heard by others, he would definitely not say it openly under the surveillance camera.

So, what Che Zhengchen said to him at that time was actually said to the senior officials of the Super Hero Association.

He wanted to explain to the association's top leaders that how could a hero who dared to wear a uniform that might attract watchmakers be a hidden dangerous person?

And with Che Zhengchen's more than 20 years of experience in the Super Hero Association, his status and ability were enough to convince the top leaders to accept his ideas.

Not to mention, Blue Owl's desperate act of saving him this time should have caught the attention of the top leaders.

Let’s take a step back. In fact, Blue Owl is just a minor character. Even if he has the gimmick of “Blue Crow Imitator”, he is still an insignificant minor character. How many people will notice him?

If you want to catch the eyes of those big shots, you must at least be a member of the Round Table, or an S-level executive of the Control Bureau, rather than a fledgling E-level hero who has not yet made a name for himself.

Blue Owl thought for a moment and asked curiously.

“By the way, you said that the Round Table heroes are qualified to access the monitors in the commander’s office. So, the status of the Round Table heroes is even higher than that of the commander?”

The telekinetic sister tilted her head and frowned at him.

“That’s right. Heroes who can enter the Superhero Round Table basically don’t need the commander to command and manage them. Don’t you even know this common sense?”

At the corner of the dining table, the mechanical pioneer who had always remained silent suddenly said, “If you don’t understand, you can ask me. I can help you Baidu.” As he said that, he took a sip of wine.

Hearing this, Blue Owl turned his head and cast a surprised look at the mechanical man, then asked jokingly: "Uh... Brother, you don't have a Baidu in your head, do you?"

Mechanical Pioneer remained silent.

"There really is a Baidu." Platinum Wing laughed and said faintly, "His brain has been modified and has its own search engine."

Mechanical Pioneer nodded and did not deny it.

Blue Owl was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together and apologized silently: "That's okay. I was wrong, Brother Mechanical Pioneer. I will ask you if I don't understand in the future. After all, you have a cooperation with Baidu."

Platinum Wing couldn't help but smile and continued: "There is no need to call the full name, just call the abbreviation of our code name, for example, I am 'White Wing', she is 'Sister', and this big guy is 'Pioneer'."

"Do you agree?"

As he said, Blue Owl cast his eyes on the other two people. One of them nodded silently, and the other said "um" solemnly, indicating that they had no objection.

"That's good." Blue Owl tilted his head and spread his hands, with his beak tilted.

"Anyway, are you sure you want to join our team now?" asked the nun.

"I guess so, please give me more advice."

Blue Owl said as he stretched out his hand to her, but the nun ignored his hand, held his beak, and shook it up and down expressionlessly.

"Please give me more advice." She said.

Blue Owl was stunned for a moment, retracted his right hand, shrugged, lowered his head and shook his beak, "Uh... Not impossible, but can I sue you for sexually harassing me?"

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