Superman's Ending Manual

When Ke Mingye opened the door, he quietly raised his eyes while changing into slippers, and looked at the living room with a barely visible gaze.

Fortunately, he did not see Ke Xiaomo, and it seemed that his second brother had returned to his room to rest.

Well, well, the pressure is gone to sleep...

Ke Mingye breathed a sigh of relief, walked carefully past the sofa, and climbed up the stairs to the second floor. Even the clacking sound of slippers when walking was extremely restrained.

He was afraid that he would be dragged to therapy before entering the room.

After such a day, he would be shortened. Today's events were one after another, and he finally had time to take a breath.

Of course, the meeting time of the elder sister and the second brother was over, but the meeting of the old father was still behind.

Ke Mingye estimated in his heart that he would be dragged to a meeting by his father in a few days. At that time, he would either be directly banished to the cold palace, or start the road of fatherly love and filial piety.

Anyway, good days are still to come. With Dad's personality, he must be more stressed than his second brother in meetings.

Ke Mingye couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, he saw Yongzhu, Ziling, and Zini spread a fluffy blanket on the floor, and then sat under the pumpkin lantern to play Monopoly.

When he was about to pretend that he didn't see them and passed by the three people, Bai Zini suddenly reached out and pulled his trouser legs, asking him to help her throw a dice, and said that if he stepped on the mine, he would bite him!

Ke Mingye knew that he couldn't be stubborn with Bai Zini, so he picked up the dice and threw it towards the Monopoly map. Maybe it was because he had a good feel for throwing the disaster dice at ordinary times, and now he really threw a good number for him.

"Brother loves you!"

Bai Zini clapped her hands, her eyes lit up, picked up her chess pieces and ran into the bank, and put all the savings of Bai Ziling and Ke Yongzhu into her pocket.

The other two people's faces darkened, and they silently cast resentful eyes at Ke Mingye.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Ke Mingye looked down at the two people, then walked past the edge of the carpet and went back to his room.

He closed the door, locked it at the speed of light, and then fell on the bed with his body tilted, raised his right arm to block the light from the ceiling, as if isolating the noisy world outside.

But the laughter and playfulness coming from the corridor could still be heard.

He stretched out the index finger of his other hand and slowly pressed the light-off button on the bedside table.

Click.

As the lights in the room went out, he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closed his eyelids, and used the enhanced E-level skill - "Personality Tear".

Based on the effect of this skill, he can split his main personality into three secondary personalities.

But because the other two personalities are too unreliable, and even have a bit of a dark personality, it is easy to go to extremes.

So he decided to give the right to cancel "personality tear" to our calm and reliable comrade Blue Owl, so as to avoid any accidents later, and the personality could not be restored, and a big one would happen directly.

Then, as the "personality tear" skill took effect, Ke Mingye's consciousness was split apart in a violent tearing feeling, and a violent buzzing shrouded his ears.

When he came to his senses, he felt like a god who could not approach or interfere with the world. Looking down from a high place, he lowered his eyes and looked down at a small garden world.

At dusk.

The setting sun poured down the afterglow, and the sky was stained like red wine. In the hazy twilight, crows spread their wings and flew, turning and galloping, with their tail feathers fluttering, shining under the huge sun.

As the crows flew over the abandoned school, only a gradually fading hoarse cry and a few dark feathers were left in the dead air.

One of the crow feathers floated towards the empty teaching building, casting a fleeting lonely shadow on the window, and then circled up with the evening wind, slowly passing over the rooftop.

At this moment, a strange human figure with a gray halo on his body was sitting on the railing of the teaching building's rooftop, naked, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

It lowered its empty eyes and typed on the phone, sending messages to someone unknown.

[Weird thing: It's time for a meeting, my comrades, why haven't you arrived yet? ]

[Blue Owl: Come on, come on, what's the hurry, it's like there's no meeting. ]

[Weird thing: Shut up, owl. ]

[Little Red Riding Hood: Overslept. ]

[Weird thing: Oh, if it's my beautiful Miss Little Red Riding Hood, then it can be forgiven. ]

Not long after, a figure in red and blue uniform pushed open the door of the rooftop and walked in from the stairs. He put one hand on his waist, raised his eyes, and looked around through the lens.

"Where is Little Red Riding Hood?"

"Good question, eyeless thing."

The strange thing said casually, raised a finger, and the blue owl looked at the tip of his finger, and saw a figure in a Christmas dress flying and falling rapidly in the snow.

As Little Red Riding Hood's toes touched the floor of the rooftop, she raised her blue eyes and looked at the strange thing and the blue owl expressionlessly.

Then, as if she and the blue owl had reached a consensus, they each found a wooden desk on the rooftop and sat down.

The former put her hands on the hem of her skirt, her face indifferent;

The latter hugged her shoulders with both hands, tilted her head slightly, and her beak tilted.

The strange thing was still sitting on the railing of the rooftop. It took out a blackboard and a piece of chalk from somewhere.

It held the blackboard in its arms, lowered its head, wrote on the blackboard with chalk, and then turned the written blackboard toward the side of the blue owl and Little Red Riding Hood.

"So the first topic of today's meeting, do you think Mr. Ke Mingye's reaction when he plays us is real enough?"

After the words fell, 11 score cards suddenly appeared on the desks of Blue Owl and Little Red Riding Hood, with numbers from "0" to "10" recorded on them.

The strange thing said quietly: "The full score is 10, and the minimum score is 0. Please rate it."

Little Red Riding Hood held up the score board with "0" engraved on it;

The blue owl considered for a moment, then raised the score card with "5" engraved on it;

The dice geek raised a non-existent eyebrow and raised the "3" sign he had pulled out from somewhere.

It looked around, shook its head, and said in a rather helpless tone: "It seems that everyone is not very satisfied with Lao Ke's interpretation of his role?"

“Children who grow up with a silver spoon in their mouths don’t understand the psychological feelings of children who grow up with garbage in their mouths.”

Little Red Riding Hood lowered her eyes and said expressionlessly.

"The diary written in the fishing diary looks very Muggle, and it doesn't fit my personality. I can't understand whether he wants me to fill the cup, or if he wants me to have a contrasting personality like his sister. It's a bit awkward. "

Blue Owl put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly.

"Oh my God, you actually know that you are being awkward?"

As he spoke, the strange thing sitting on the railing made a retching motion and paused for a while before continuing.

"At the Hongdeng Crossing, your pretentious words almost made me spit out, uh, what's 'Only I understand Qingya', what's 'He is the real hero', what's 'No one can change me' My opinion on him is that he is embarrassed to play Superman, but he still has the nerve to say that others are embarrassed.”

"Please, that was just the occasion. Judging from the purpose of attracting attention, the result is a great success, okay?"

Blue Owl said disapprovingly and spread his hands: "In short, as an actor, I am very qualified. Unlike you, you only have yourself in your mind, so you can be happy no matter what."

The strange thing tilted its head and narrowed its empty eyes to look at him: "Comrade Owl, why do you make it sound like I haven't contributed to this family?"

"Uh, what did you do?"

"What effort was made?"

As he said that, the weird thing took a deep breath, covered his face with his hands, and said angrily, "If you want me to say, I am the real model worker, okay? You don't have to explode every time you appear, or have sex with beautiful girls, Or you have to live with the superhero dad; it’s just me, I have to explode every fucking episode, is this fair, is this fair!”

It paused, shook its head and said, "We are still getting the same salary, which is a serious violation of the rights and interests of working people. I will file a complaint with the Women's Federation tomorrow."

When Little Red Riding Hood heard this, she put up a 0-point sign with an expressionless face and said every word.

"Support. Oppose the tyranny of Lao Ke and start with weird things."

Blue Owl tapped the table with his fingers and sighed: "Don't be tempo, buddy, I see you two just randomly find someone to play a role-playing game at his house, and the secret will be revealed on the first day."

"Are you telling me that you are somewhat blind?" Little Red Riding Hood sarcastically replied.

"You really underestimated the cute and charming villain. If I were to take action, you would now be able to speed through the eradication of the superhuman race without any damage."

The strange thing said, raising a finger and shaking it very artificially, like a western cowboy blowing on a smoking barrel, and gently blew on his index finger.

It was pretending, but suddenly it covered its face and sobbed: "Forget it, let's not talk about this sad topic."

The next second, he returned to his expressionless state: "Then, the first topic is over. Next is the second topic."

As he said that, the strange thing continued to hold the blackboard in his arms and wrote words with chalk.

Soon it was finished, and then the blackboard faced the blue owl and Little Red Riding Hood.

The strange thing lowered its face, grinned, and stared at the two of them motionlessly with its empty eyes.

"Then, it's voting time. Those who voted for 'Kill Bake's whole family' please write 'I'm here to kill your whole family' on the blackboard in your hand;"

"Those who vote for 'Don't kill the Bake family' should consciously jump off the rooftop. Thank you."

As it said, it pointed behind itself, at the edge of the railing: "It must be great to jump from such a high place, right?"

"Retard." Little Red Riding Hood said calmly, "I can fly. You can't kill me if you fall."

The strange thing spread its hands, "Oh, so I can use the spider web launcher, but it can't kill me. So, who else here can't fly?"

After the two of them finished speaking, they turned their attention to the silent blue owl.

Blue Owl's face gradually became serious. He put his hand on his chin and said slowly: "Okay, it seems that I might fall to death. It seems that I have to make a careful decision."

Hearing this, Little Red Riding Hood looked away from him and said coldly and sarcastically: "It seems that you are also mentally retarded."

"Miss Little Red Riding Hood, where do you mean this?" Blue Owl asked.

"The doll's body is very light and it won't fall to death." Little Red Riding Hood said.

"Oh, that seems to make sense."

The weird thing listened to the conversation between the two, shrugged his shoulders, and said seriously: "Okay, actually I was just joking. As the host of the meeting, I must be strict, fair, and fair, so I respect everyone people’s thoughts.”

At this point, it paused for a moment, then continued.

"Then the vote continues. Should the whole family be killed or not? This is a question. As a community with a shared destiny, we need to get a convincing answer."

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