Superman's Ending Manual

July 20, Bo Ke's home.

It was late at night, and a line of moonlight was hidden under the fish-scale clouds. The cicadas on the green old tree kept chirping. The wind blew the leaves and the clear moonlight fell into the house through the window.

The birthday party was almost over, and Yurizi woke up slowly, yawned on the carpet, and licked his cat paw.

Then, it was thinking about changing to a quieter place to sleep, but was suddenly hugged by Bo Ziling and held in his arms, as a pad for the sketchbook.

At the same time, everyone in the living room was planning to end the singing session with Ke Yinzhi, but soon, with the roar of Bo Wenna from the roof, everyone was honest and gave up the idea.

"It seems that this is God's will."

As he said, Ke Yinzhi spread his hands, put the microphone back on the table, yawned, and continued to look down at his book.

"You can avoid the first day of the new year, but you can't escape the third day. Next month is my and Xiaoling's birthday. Our birthdays are on the same day, big brother, you must sing a song."

Bai Zini was yelling with her head tilted, and Bai Wenna's scolding came from upstairs again.

She smacked her lips, bent over carefully and walked towards the TV, took out the USB of the wireless microphone from the back of the TV, and then looked back at the living room covered with cream.

Then she put her hands on her hips and said with an expression of "I am the boss" that "Whoever loses the rock-paper-scissors game will clean up the living room, otherwise mom will wake up tomorrow and get the mad ape virus!"

Hearing the speech of the little bully with the highest status in the family, the other six brothers and sisters sitting on the sofa immediately reached a consensus, raised their right hands without raising their heads, and punched silently.

Then, after deciding who should clean up the messy living room with a rock-paper-scissors game, except for the unlucky guy who was still cleaning the living room with a dusty face, the others sat on the sofa and did their own things.

Ke Mingye was bored and slumped on the back of the sofa, playing with the clown mask while asking: "So, what is this thing used for?"

Hearing this, Bai Ziling raised her eyes from under her snow-white forehead, glanced at it casually, and then retracted her gaze.

She squatted on the sofa barefoot, drawing with a blank notebook, and said: "Sister Xiaoni said that wearing a mask can scare Sister Qiuwu and give her an extra surprise."

"No way, you call this an extra surprise?" Ke Mingye said while putting on the mask, "I think it was premeditated murder, worthy of her trick."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Bai Zini with contempt through the mask.

Bai Zini, who was sweeping the cake marks on the ground with a broom, raised her head, puffed up her cheeks, turned her face, looked at Ke Mingye, and met his eyes fiercely.

She said unhappily, "Pfft! I prepared it specially, but I didn't use it in the end. I wanted my brother to wear it, but he refused to wear it, as if he would die if he wore it."

"Wear it, you idiot." Ke Mingye rolled his eyes at her, "If anyone wants to wear it, it should be my eldest brother. He looks the most like a clown in the family. How can I be convincing to wear this thing?"

"Are you praising me? Thank you for the compliment."

Ke Yinzhi lowered his eyes and read a book, saying casually.

"Haha, it's the 22nd century and there are still people who think 'clown' is a compliment. I suggest you surf the Internet more to broaden your horizons."

Ke Mingye said sarcastically.

"It's not that I don't like surfing the Internet, but there are too many stupid people on the Internet." Ke Yinzhi replied.

Ke Xiaomo hugged his shoulders and reminded him calmly, "No swearing at home. The first violation will be a warning, and the second violation will be a week of running errands."

"Isn't this just telling the truth? How did it become swearing?"

As he spoke, Ke Yinzhi yawned and raised his hand to turn the pages of the book while saying, "They don't even have the basic ability to think independently, but they just take in information that they can't control like taking drugs. If I have to describe it, it's like being trapped in a cocoon and flying into a flame. Over time, with their shallow knowledge and brain capacity, they will either become numb under the high-intensity washing of these news, or become puppets controlled by public opinion, just like... a slightly Slightly more advanced zombies. "

"Perhaps in the future, as the Internet becomes more popular, this will evolve into a new religion."

He paused: "After all, even if it is a piece of information that has no credibility, it can become a fuse to incite these people who have no judgment. The user base of the Internet is there, and there will always be a group of idiots who will fall for it. For example, Qing Ya is a living example... He obviously did nothing wrong, but there are many idiots on the Internet, so his public opinion has to be one-sided. "

However, no one in the living room listened to him, only Ke Mingye raised his middle finger at him without raising his head, with an expression of "what are you pretending to be".

He said, "Haha, if this kind of Internet religion really appears in the future, I will definitely go in and be the leader, spreading false information to incite them to cyberbully you."

Ke Mingye paused and added, "For example, 'Ke Yinzhi stole a panda', 'Ke Yinzhi abused his brothers and sisters at home, leaving a psychological shadow on his brother', these two sound exciting enough."

"Wow, being loved by your own brother, the pressure is really great. It's a pity that I don't go online, so it doesn't affect me."

As he said, Ke Yinzhi shrugged. He seemed to remember something, chuckled twice, and teased, "Well... I hope 'Qing Ya' doesn't go online either."

"How much do you like Qing Ya?" Ke Xiaomo asked casually.

"Do you..." Ke Yinzhi pondered and said casually, "It's not that I like it, I just stand up for the injustice?"

Ke Mingye said while playing with his mobile phone: "Isn't this what the three views are like? Why do Internet trolls not think independently? Isn't it just to whitewash the blue crow?"

He paused and said disdainfully: "Besides, are you a human? It's too unlucky to mention 'green crow' on someone else's birthday without asking my sister's opinion in advance."

Hearing this, Bai Zini, Bai Qiuwu, and Ke Xiaomo all gave him a look of disdain. I thought to myself, who admires Qingya enough to imitate him and make a set of battle uniforms? Isn’t this the thief’s cry to catch the thief?

"I don't think it's better. It's unlucky for my second brother to mention the 'blue owl' on someone else's birthday first. That owl is an imitator of the blue crow, so they're all alike, okay?"

Bai Zini said while mopping the floor.

"The case has been solved." Ke Mingye said, "If you don't mention the 'Blue Owl', you won't mention the 'Blue Crow'. It's all my fault."

"Then I'm really sorry."

Ke Xiaomo apologized decisively. He flipped through a family photo album and said lightly, "These two are indeed unlucky. I won't mention it again."

Ke Mingye didn't know why he sounded strangely unhappy. He had a sense of "I can laugh at myself, but you are going too far" and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ke Xiaomo, and said meaningfully: "I hope you keep your word. If you mention 'Blue Owl' to us in the future, you will be the dog."

Ke Xiaomo was too lazy to pay attention to him and simply didn't respond.

"Let's not talk about the 'Blue Owl' for now. I don't think there is anything to dislike about the 'Blue Owl'." Bai Qiuwu said, "Although there are many controversies about him, he has indeed made this city safer. A lot, isn’t it?”

"It's hard to say, it doesn't feel as good as Magical Girl Ashes." Ke Mingye said.

"I agree." Bai Zini clapped her hands and hummed, "Wow, brother, is it rare for you to be able to speak human words?!"

Hearing this, Ke Yinzhi also intervened in the topic and mentioned it casually.

He said: "Hey, are you all praising this 'Magical Girl Ashes' so much? Although she does not follow the rules like Qingya, I think there are still many differences between the two: if we talk about Qingya's paranoia and Qingya's Being out of place is a reflection of sticking to one’s beliefs, so this magical girl gives me the impression of being… defiant, willful, and arrogant.”

He paused and said teasingly: "If I have to praise her, then I actually want to say that as a vigilante, this magical girl Ashes is not as good as that psychic."

Ke Xiaomo raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you thinking about?" Isn't this clearly telling Qiu Wu that he knows her identity?

So he protected him and said, "Which psychic?"

"Which one else could there be?"

Ke Xiaomo pondered for a while: "Oh, that 'Black Wukong'?"

"That's right."

Ke Xiaomo nodded: "In terms of strength, he seems to be much stronger than that magical girl."

Bai Zini originally wanted to pretend to be stupid, sweep away her own territory silently, and become a tolerant and strong magical girl.

When she heard this, her eyes trembled with anger, and her face suddenly fell.

She straightened up, hugged the broom handle with both arms, turned to look at Ke Yinzhi, and said coldly: "It's okay if you don't like ashes, and it's okay to step on them. But that black monkey is the most annoying, you guys No one is allowed to praise her!"

"Let me go, you are the idiot troll on the Internet that Big Brother said. Who did Black Wukong provoke?"

Ke Mingye lowered his head and took a sip of Coke to express his gratitude to Black Wukong who was celebrating his birthday.

Listening to the chat between the three of them, Bai Qiuwu was stunned for two seconds. He held the rim of the cup with his lips and secretly looked up at Ke Yinzhi.

She thought to herself, why did the elder brother suddenly mention me? Does he already know my identity?

"Okay, don't talk about that."

As he said that, Ke Yinzhi smiled slightly and changed the topic casually: "So, what is the origin of that blue owl, and why is it so popular recently?"

Ke Xiaomo was silent for two seconds and said, "It doesn't have any background. It's just that I'm a bit arrogant and seems to be more curious among the images of superheroes, so the discussion is high."

"That's it." Ke Yinzhi replied casually.

Ke Mingye said: "I think I like blue owls better than green crows."

Ke Yinzhi said: "Taking a character like this that attracts people's attention with a novel personality to encounter the Porcelain Blue Crow, Akeno-san, would be a bit blind."

Ke Xiaomo sighed: "Brother, please stop bragging about the blue crow. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Bai Zini shook her head and said seriously: "It's okay. No matter how hard you try to be honest with me, Third Brother, the lower beam is already crooked."

"Did you forget that I am a sister?" As he spoke, Bai Qiuwu changed the subject and made it difficult for Bai Zini, "Or am I not considered a 'shangliang' at all?"

"No, what I mean is that no matter how upright you are, you can't compare to Third Brother, this super crooked devil."

Bai Zini explained aggrievedly.

"That's right." Bai Ziling said while drawing, "Crooked head, ghost."

"What does the crooked man mean? You can scold me if you want, but can you please stop making up some incomprehensible words?"

Ke Mingye complained nonchalantly.

"Speaking of which, you guys are so mean-spirited. I was already scared to death. If I had put on a mask at the beginning, we wouldn't have had a birthday party. Maybe you should go to the hospital and sing a funeral song to me. ”

Bai Qiuwu picked up the cup, took a sip of lemonade, glanced at the clown mask on Ke Mingye's face, and said angrily.

She paused: "Speaking of which, where did you buy this?"

"Ask the primary school students." Ke Mingye said.

"Toy store." Ke Yongzhu replied casually, "When I was helping you buy salute guns, someone asked me to buy them by the way."

"Someone has a lot of clever ideas."

Ke Mingye put on a clown mask as he spoke.

Then, he lowered his voice and said quietly, "Hello, I am a super villain elementary school student. I haunt Huanjing Fifth Elementary School, and I mainly focus on a bully elementary school student."

"Retarded."

Ke Yongzhu didn't even look at him.

"Childish." Bai Zini said.

Bai Ziling covered his mouth with his hands and laughed inaudibly.

Bai Qiuwu, who was watching TV, was suddenly stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked at Ke Mingye's side face.

For some reason, she always felt that Ke Mingye's tone when he put on the mask and acted funny just now reminded her of a person:

——Weird thing.

"How could..."

Bai Qiuwu shook his head, thinking in his mind, and looked away from Ke Mingye's masked right face.

Not long after, as Bai Zini finished cleaning up the living room, tonight's party came to an end. Everyone went up to the second floor one after another under the mother's call, lined up to wash up and go to bed.

After Ke Mingye washed up, he walked back to the room, locked the door, leaned down on the soft bed he had just changed, took a deep breath and put his right arm behind his head.

Nowadays, when he has nothing to do, he usually releases an extra doll. Let the puppet stand by in a corner of the city with a spare mobile phone and be responsible for communication work.

Then, when the existence time is almost six hours, he transforms into a magical girl, closes the phone in the magic book, and finds a corner where no one cares about to explode.

Otherwise, because the second brother is around, it is easy to cause trouble if the spare phone is kept in your hand: even if you use the spare phone to chat at home, there is still the possibility of being observed by the second brother.

But there are many occasions when communication is needed, so in case of emergencies, I have to put a doll outside.

"It seems that there is no one who needs to be contacted today. The eldest brother and the second brother share information, and they know everything they need to know. The eldest sister also knows, so the only one left behind is the older sister."

Ke Mingye was thinking casually when suddenly, there was a "ding" in his ear.

He raised his eyebrows, and soon realized that the sound was not coming from his own ears, but from the ears of the doll wandering in the city.

Quickly changing the perspective, I saw that at this moment, a QQ message was received on the spare mobile phone in the hand of the doll.

Ke Mingye controlled the puppet and looked down.

It was so touching... After nearly 10 days, the user "Not Ashes" with the avatar of "Penguin in Gothic Skirt" finally replied to her QQ message.

[Not Ashes: Please, can you stop refreshing the screen? 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: Please, senior, can you please stop cold-blooding me? 】

[It’s not Ashes: I haven’t logged into QQ for a few days. How did you send so many messages? 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: I thought you were dead, senior. I originally planned to use your QQ as a tree hole. Senior, please give me a tree hole. 】

[Not Ashes: Why will I die? 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sold matches: died for love. Forbidden love that is not understood, being scorned by the world and dying to express one's ambition, etc. I often see this kind of plot in graphic novels. 】

[It’s not Ashes: I can’t stand it anymore, can you read less shoujo comics? 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: I finally have enough to eat, and of course I have to expand my hobbies. I see, in the eyes of our predecessors, the little girl who picks up garbage will only be able to pick up garbage for the rest of her life... This is the ugly face of the capitalist class, which will bully us poor little girls who only live to breathe and read shojo manga. . 】

[It’s not Ashes: Let’s watch something normal! 】

[Little Red Riding Hood the Match Seller: What is normal? Does the domineering president fall in love with me? 】

[Not Ashes: Forget it, chatting with you online is just torturing myself. 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: Isn’t it torture offline? Is it because I’m so charming? 】

[Not Ashes: No, I can beat you up when I see you in person, but online I can only sulk. 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: Senior is so ruthless. I originally planned to break into his home to confirm whether he was alive or dead, but I never did. 】

[Not Ashes: Fortunately you didn’t do this, otherwise I would have been angry. 】

[Little Red Riding Hood, the Match Seller: By the way, come to that elementary school to meet me tomorrow morning. I have something to talk to my senior. 】

[It’s not Ashes: What can’t be said on the phone? 】

[Little Red Riding Hood who sells matches: It’s related to strange things. 】

After sending this message, Ke Mingye ordered the doll to hide the mobile phone in the magic book, and then recovered the doll through a series of standard operations.

Then he closed his eyelids and was speechless for another night.

Early next morning.

[Good morning, Mr. Player, today is July 21, 2028. There are still 332 days left before the time limit for completing the ultimate mission "Extermination of Superhumans" ends. 】

[The current number of surviving players worldwide is: 94. 】

Ke Mingye opened his eyes with a slight tremble, scanned the panel quickly, and then clicked the cross skillfully.

Yawning, I got out of bed, walked into the bathroom to wash up, went downstairs, put on my sneakers for a run, and did sit-ups. Not long after, he completed his daily task.

[Daily Task 1: Run 3000 meters (one chance to use the reward wheel) (completed)]

[Daily Task 2: Do 100 sit-ups (2 freely assignable attribute points) (completed)]

[Received the reward for Daily Task 2 "100 sit-ups" and obtained 2 freely assignable attribute points. ]

Ke Mingye walked out of the convenience store opposite his home, tore open the package of butter bread, raised his left index finger, and assigned the two attribute points he just got to "spiritual power".

[Your "spiritual power" attribute changes: 38→40 points (↑2 points)]

[Received the reward for Daily Task 1 "Run 3000 meters" and obtained a chance to draw a wheel. ]

As the prompt box disappeared, the reward wheel slowly unfolded in front of him. The text of six areas came into view.

[1. 3000 mall coins; 2. C-level equipment card; 3. Get a limited-time professional role-playing task; 4. Dungeon refresh ticket; 5. Travel ticket; 6. 2000 experience points. ]

Ke Mingye didn't look at it much, and pressed the start button of the turntable. Then the pointer began to rotate at high speed, and finally slowly stopped above area ①.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the reward of area ①: 3000 mall coins. ]

[Current total amount of mall coins: 12100. ]

After completing the daily task routinely, Ke Mingye took a rest on the bench and then went home for breakfast.

Not long after, watching Bai Zini walk out of the house without saying hello, Ke Mingye returned to his room slowly.

He released the puppet from the windowsill and made it rush towards the direction of the Tobacco Pipe Commercial Street.

Not long after, Tobacco Pipe Commercial Street, the rooftop of an abandoned elementary school.

The girl in the Christmas dress landed on the ground, looked up at the beautiful figure leaning against the iron net, and whispered: "Senior Huijin, you finally want to see me?"

She paused, "Is it such a big blow to you that your brother is a superhero?"

The girl in the Gothic skirt turned around, glanced at her indifferently, and said with her shoulders folded.

"Let's not talk about him today, or I'll go home."

"Okay... I have a lot more to ask you."

"Don't ask, there's more..."

Little Red Riding Hood seemed to see through her thoughts and said first: "Although I miss my senior very much during this period, I haven't contacted my senior's brother through WeChat."

"Oh... So why are you looking for me?"

"Can you take me to get the card first?" Little Red Riding Hood whispered, "Because my senior is not here, I haven't received the supply card that I can get once a week."

She thought to herself, if you didn't urge me, what if I accidentally swiped the ID card of Blue Owl when swiping the card at the Alliance Building? Being too relaxed is not a good thing.

"Can't you go and get it yourself? It's not like you don't have an ID card."

While speaking, the magical girl Ashes saw Little Red Riding Hood lowering her head and being silent for a long time, looking aggrieved and about to cry, so she was stunned and sighed softly.

She said, "Okay... Can you stop being so aggrieved? I'll take you there." As she said that, she held Little Red Riding Hood's hand and opened the magic umbrella Cinderella in the air.

Soon, the two arrived at the Magic Girls' Alliance Building.

Huijin raised his hand and swiped his ID card, took Little Red Riding Hood to the elevator, and came to the library-like card storage on the 15th floor. Then he stood at the entrance and waited quietly for Little Red Riding Hood to finish selecting the supply cards.

With previous experience, Little Red Riding Hood didn't take too long.

Her hands were quick, and she took seven cards from the open storage cabinet, namely - 3 [Random Flash], 3 [Fireball], and 1 [Magic Supply].

Then, she summoned the empty red magic book, put the seven cards into the card slot on the first page of the magic book, closed the book, and made it disappear.

After taking the cards, the two stood in the corner with brown coconut wallpaper. The chandelier above their heads cast a warm light, covering two beautiful faces.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" the girl in the gothic skirt asked.

Little Red Riding Hood was silent for a moment, and whispered: "I met a strange thing last night. It told me to stay away from the old Jingmai Street District recently, saying that someone was targeting a white-haired girl."

"White-haired girl?" Ashes frowned slightly, "What else did it say?"

"It didn't say anything, but I thought it was strange, so I wanted to tell my senior."

Hearing this, the magic girl Ashes lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I know. I have something to go back, you go home first."

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