Superman's Ending Manual

July 21, in a remote and secret basement in Hongdeng Commercial District, Huanjing City.

The light bulb on the ceiling scattered pale light, covering an operating table below. On the cabinet at the head of the bed, there were some blood-stained dissection tools.

God knows what the anti-dog did here.

At this moment, Ke Mingye was holding a black spare mobile phone, sitting on the bed with his waist bent. He took a deep breath, and cold sweat oozed from his palms.

At this moment, it has been a full twenty minutes since Blue Owl was abducted by the blood hunter.

During these twenty minutes, Blue Owl's vision was black, his hearing was also silent, and his body could not move.

It was like being locked in a cramped and dark box, unable to make any sound or see anything.

Ke Mingye turned on his mobile phone and stared at several contacts on the interface: Ke Xiaomo, Bai Qiuwu, and Bai Zini.

"We must fight quickly. Today may be the only chance." He thought, "The puppet exists for 6 hours, which means it will explode around 8 o'clock in the evening. It will be too late by then."

Twenty minutes ago, in the Super Ying Building, the trick puppet playing the role of Blue Owl did not really faint.

Ke Mingye just pretended to be dizzy so that the archer could take him away with peace of mind. But he never thought that the puppet was sucked into a box of unknown origin.

But there is no need to guess that it is probably a prop used by blood hunters to capture blood.

Since Blue Owl was not killed directly, Gastro must have his own intentions. She probably wanted to force something out of Blue Owl, so she let the archer take him away.

This is exactly what Ke Mingye wants. He needs to let the blood hunter bring Blue Owl to Gastro.

Then, relying on the perspective of Blue Owl and the information gap between the two sides, try to find out Gastro's location. Then, we will catch all the vampire hunters today.

"The hearing of the puppet's perspective has finally responded. It seems that the archer has released it from the box." Ke Mingye thought, "Twenty minutes of coma should be enough. It won't be too abrupt to wake up now."

Thinking of this, Ke Mingye ordered the blue owl to slowly open his eyelids and slightly raise his eyes.

Looking at his body, he saw that the blue owl was tied to a thick pillar with layers of iron chains, and his hands and feet could not move. His body was suspended in the air.

The blue owl was still wearing the battle suit, but he was not wearing a mask on his head. Looking down, the red and blue helmet was tilted on the ground, and the bird's beak was against the edge of the pillar.

Looking away from himself, looking up, what came into view was a floor that looked abandoned for a long time.

The blue owl's nose twitched slightly, and a stale musty smell came to his face.

The air was filled with dust accumulated over the years. The walls had long lost their original color. The mottled wall peeled off in pieces, revealing the yellowed bricks and stones inside. Moss even grew in the corners of the wall.

Several old chandeliers that had lost their function were hung on the ceiling, and some of the lampshades had broken, revealing rusty lamp holders.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust and debris, and there were also some messy footprints.

All the windows were broken, and without the shielding of glass, the warm wind at noon fell into the floor.

Some furniture was scattered on the floor, most of which had fallen apart. The wooden tables and chairs had decayed and deformed due to long-term wind and rain, and the metal products were covered with rust.

Some tattered papers and sundries were piled up in the corners, and occasionally a few books that were opened but not read could be seen, their pages were yellowed and curled, and the handwriting was blurred.

At this time, a few mice shuttled quickly in the ruins, making a slight rustling sound. The sun shone in through the broken window, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.

The only figure on this floor was a girl sitting in a wheelchair. She had long red hair and a pale face, but her sculptural features exuded a transcendent beauty.

Like a statue made by God himself, it stood beautifully in the center of a dirty and messy world.

Is this... Gastro's true body?

Ke Mingye was stunned for two seconds and thought to himself. The red-haired girl reflected in the eyes of the blue owl was exactly the same as the figure in Che Zhengchen's brain imaging picture.

At this moment, Gastro was lowering his eyes and quietly flipping through a fairy tale book. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a girl immersed in a story.

Just as the blue owl was observing her profile, a cold voice suddenly came into his ears.

"So you're awake."

Gastro said without raising his head.

Hearing this, Blue Owl opened his mouth slightly and made a slightly hoarse sound.

"You found out all this... So, red-haired lady, why did you hire someone to bring me here? Could it be that you are my fanatical fan and want to chat with me alone?"

He paused, and then said: "If that's the case, you can just tell me directly, there is no need to be so rude. I am a bad guy and I will never refuse anyone, especially such a beautiful lady."

Gastro didn't care about his bad words, still lowered his eyes, and quietly turned the fairy tale.

Amid the rustling sound of her fingers rubbing against the pages, she said: "Like others said, you talk a lot."

"Isn't it?"

"My name is Stro." She said, "Someone asked me to kill you, and I had no choice but to bring you here."

"Who?" Blue Owl paused, "Could it be... that weird thing?"

"I don't know who the weird thing you are talking about is. But if I guess correctly...it should be the dice weirdo, right?"

"Otherwise?" Blue Owl sighed.

Stroll said casually: "He is really a strange person. He dresses himself up in a gray and gloomy way."

"Indeed, it's weird."

After saying that, the blue owl thought for a while, and then said belatedly: "Wait, so you are planning to hand me over to the dice weirdo now?"

Stroh said: "Of course. I'm waiting for him to show up, although I don't know when he will show up."

Hearing this, Blue Owl sighed softly and said angrily: "Let me put it this way, although I don't know what your purpose is, you were fooled by him... He will not show up. I know him very well." urinary properties.”

"Actually, you're not just a dice freak, I'm also personally interested in you."

"Uh...so it's really a fan meeting?"

As the blue owl spoke, he tried to move his head, but failed. His neck was bound by the iron chain and he was almost suffocating.

Stroll said as she turned the page: "You know, when you put on that mask, a panel pops up on top of your head; and when you take off the mask, the panel disappears. It's weird. , this is the first time I’ve seen this happen.”

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Blue Owl said, "Although this sentence is not polite, are you awake now, or have you grown up?"

"Do you really not understand?"

"I don't understand." The blue owl sighed again.

"In short, you are not a normal person," Stroll paused, "but you are not a player either, because I tried to send you a friend request but failed."

Hearing this, Ke Mingye in the basement opened his eyes slightly and thought, "Sure enough, she is Gastro herself, otherwise how could she send a friend application to Blue Owl... That's right, as long as the second brother and It's enough for Dad and the others to find this place. Those vampire hunters should be lying in ambush nearby, but they can't be Dad's opponent."

He controlled the blue owl and said: "Player, I understand now. So you are the organization that... wants to exterminate superhuman beings within a year?"

"To be precise, I'm just a person without an organization." Stroll raised the corner of his lips, "No other players will play with me."

"You know, when they heard that you were going to exterminate superhumans, many heroes in the association were laughing." Blue Owl said, "Laughing at your lack of self-awareness, and laughing at the fact that the higher-ups were actually worried about such a thing: Official In order to detect whether there are superheroes mixed in, let us test it with a helmet. To be honest, it is quite troublesome. Do you know how much trouble you have caused to others? You will find your way back, madam. For the sake of being so cute, let me go now and I can revoke the lawyer’s letter against you.”

"The extermination of superhuman beings is indeed ridiculous."

"Right?" Blue Owl asked, "Then you still want to do this?"

"No, it's just them." Stroll said, "I never thought about exterminating superhumans, even if the cost of not doing so is that I will die."

Hearing this, Blue Owl was stunned for two or three seconds, and said in a long voice: "Uh... are you kidding me?" He paused, "If we don't exterminate superhumans, they will die. What kind of cult is this?"

"No kidding."

Stroll said calmly, looking at the ugly duckling in the fairy tale book, putting her slender fingers on her chin, "If I were to describe my mood, it would probably be...the ugly duckling grew into a white swan, and the white swan ate it. The ugly duckling.”

"Sorry, I didn't understand very well."

The blue owl squinted slightly and looked at her with a strange look.

"It means that I was supposed to be a girl who died on the hospital bed, but I chose to be who I am now." Stroe said, "I chose to acknowledge the people around me, so..."

She paused and said softly: "I strangled that girl to death on the bed with my own hands."

"I still don't understand. Can you speak human language?"

Stroe said: "It's normal not to understand. You can understand that I am killing time and talking to myself."

The blue owl lowered his head and took a deep breath.

"Okay." After a while, he said.

"Then can I continue talking to myself?" Stroll asked politely.

"Please," said the blue owl, "I'm still tied up."

"Then what should I say?"

"Are you the one asking me?"

"Oh...I know." Stroe stared at the fairy tale book with all his attention, running his fingers across the pages, and said slowly, "You know, I really like reading fairy tales."

"Who doesn't like that?"

Blue Owl said casually.

Stroll said, "Yeah, who doesn't like that?"

She gently turned the pages of the book with her fingers while saying: "There are two memories in my mind. In one memory, I was a slum girl, sleeping with an old fairy tale book in my arms every day; in the other memory Here, my situation was not that bad or messy, but I was abandoned by my parents because I was terminally ill. The only thing I could do while sitting on the hospital bed every day was to read the fairy tale I had read many times.”

After thinking for a while, she continued, "I like 'Cinderella' very much. I often think that one day there will be crystal shoes on my feet, and a carriage will take me out of the ward to go to the party; there will be a prince holding my hand and kissing the back of my hand; above my head is a crystal chandelier with brilliant lights, instead of that boring and depressing ceiling."

Speaking of this, she paused.

"Although fairy tales are just fairy tales. But it gives a desperate girl hope. Let her imagine... maybe in this world, there are still beautiful things happening."

Blue Owl thought for a while and said, "Uh... So, you turned out to be a schizophrenic?"

"Well... If you must say so, then I feel that all players are schizophrenic." Stro whispered.

"Actually, I don't know much about the 'players' organization. I just heard a little bit about it from others." Blue Owl said, "But I feel that you should not be a very bad girl."

Blue Owl thought for a while and said, "So you are considered a traitor among the players, or something?"

"Almost."

"Oh, no wonder those players don't play with you. It seems that you are a smart person. You are not brainwashed like them, which is a good thing."

"Well...it's not brainwashing, because if the superhumans are not exterminated, then they will really die."

Blue Owl was stunned, Then he sighed: "Okay, although this is ridiculous, I will try to accept it."

Then, Blue Owl was silent for a while, and then asked: "What about you, does it matter if you die?"

"It doesn't matter." Stro said lightly, "I have died many times. The first time was when my parents gave up paying for my medical expenses; the second time was when I was lying on the hospital bed watching the trees wither outside the window and watching my hair being shaved by the doctor; the third time was when I saw the sky in the Arctic for the first time... At that moment, I strangled my past self with my own hands."

As she said, she raised her fingers and turned the pages of the book, With her face lowered, her profile shrouded in mottled light and shadow, "So I'm not afraid of death."

"Because I don't want to do something against my will?"

"Not really." Stro pondered, "I just hope some people can live, but they are superhumans, which means that if I want to live, I have to hurt them."

"So, you give up your life?"

"Not really, if I kill them, then I'll be giving up my life." Stro said, "They are the meaning of this life for me, even if it's only for one year, it's enough happiness for me."

She paused: "So I want to protect them from other players."

"You're right." Blue Owl said, "But why did you kidnap me? I'm not a player, right?"

"Because I'm dying." Stro said, "If I don't find a white-haired vampire, I'm going to die soon, let alone a year, I can't even survive these few days."

"Why?"

Hearing this, Stro gently lifted the sleeves of her dark red dress, and her arm was showing a hideous pattern in blood, a devil's face.

With this pattern as the center, black blood vessels spread all over her body.

"I need a heart, a vampire's heart." Stro said, "but I can't find her... So, before using more extreme means, I want to try to find her through the dice monster. This can avoid a lot of sacrifices."

She paused, turned her face, and met the eyes of the blue owl: "Although I'm sorry, I may have to kill you for my own purpose."

"So you told me this just to explain why you killed me?"

"Yes, but there is also a boredom component." Stro smiled, "You can think of me talking to myself, I won't feel guilty. Because I am a person who has died three times."

After the voice fell, the air of the abandoned floor was briefly shrouded in silence.

Blue Owl did not speak again, but lowered his head and meditated quietly.

While Gastro was flipping through the book and did not continue to ask him questions, he took out the anchor sunglasses from the "player's bag". In order not to be discovered, he held it in his mouth.

Then, he pressed the button on the frame of the sunglasses with his teeth.

[With you as the center, the only person within eight meters is: Gastro (player). Do you want to set an anchor point on this person? ]

"Set."

Blue Owl responded in his heart.

[An anchor point has been set on the player "Gastro". In the next ten minutes, as long as you put on the sunglasses and press the button on the edge of the sunglasses again, you can get the position coordinates of the player. ]

The system prompt sounded, and Blue Owl quickly put the anchor sunglasses into the bag, raised his eyes, and quietly observed Gastro. Confirm that she did not notice his little action just now.

At the same time, in the basement of Hongdeng Commercial Street.

Ke Mingye let go of the phone, took out the anchor sunglasses from the bag, put them on his face, and then pressed the button on the top.

Then, a map of the surrounding Beijing City appeared on the lens of the sunglasses, and a conspicuous red light spot was jumping in the corner of the map.

"This location is..."

Ke Mingye paused and blurted out a place name.

"Old Town of Luodi."

Soon, he released another trick puppet in the basement, made this trick puppet keep its original appearance, put on a night belt, turned on the stealth mode and walked towards the exit.

Then he picked up his spare phone, clicked on the APP designed by Cai Bing, and sent a message to Ke Xiaomo's email.

[Mr. Weird Thing: Oh, Mr. Ninja, you must be very anxious now. Your brother was suddenly kidnapped, but you don't know where he is. ]

[Mr. Weird Thing: But don't worry, I will bring you good news. ]

[Weird Thing: Old Town of Luodi, west entrance, the fifth abandoned building from left to right on the west side. You're welcome, there may be a lot of people ambushing there, so I advise you to be careful. ]

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