Superman's Ending Manual

Every time Blue Owl lowered his head to play with his phone, he would subconsciously keep a safe distance from the screen to avoid the bird beak on the helmet from piercing the film on the screen.

He had previously poked the screens of two spare phones in this way. When he took the phone to be repaired, the boss looked at him with a strange look, wondering how he could do this?

The first time, he would pretend to say, "I accidentally dropped my phone on the ground."

The second time, he simply changed into the Blue Owl uniform, put his hands on his hips and said, "Bro, this is how we superheroes are."

But after the uniform was upgraded, he no longer had this worry. He thought it was really touching that he didn't have to keep a certain distance from his phone, and silently browsed the official APP of the Super Hero Association.

According to the guidance of the official APP, he raised his right hand and pressed the 10th floor on the elevator operating panel.

A moment later, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the elevator door slowly opened.

Blue Owl had already redeemed the items in advance with points on the APP, so he showed his ID card to the staff at the front desk and took away a low-level gene enhancer.

Then he moved away from the Super Hero Building.

He took several deserted bends along the way, and his destination was an alley near Liluo Bridge. Cai Bing lived nearby, and the two agreed to meet under the bridge.

On the way, he saw a familiar superhero doing charity activities in an orphanage.

That hero was the Octopus Man.

The Octopus Man lowered his head and leaned against the face of a little girl with visual impairment, helping her read a fairy tale picture book.

Blue Owl stopped in the distance, leaning against the wall of the alley, crossing his arms and watching silently for a while. He felt that this guy was not bad, but the two of them had different ideas and it was inevitable that they would clash.

He was very curious about what the Octopus Man had experienced, so he was so persistent in the saying that "heroes should not be actors" that he did not hesitate to clash with him in front of the media.

Of course, it may be just to get some traffic and make his life easier.

But as he said, this society is indeed deformed. It seems that star idols have faded out of people's sight with the changing times, but in fact it is because the economic effects they have played have been replaced by superheroes.

Even superheroes can do better, attract more attention, and be more legitimate, and are not easily criticized like stars, so capitalists have set their sights on the money-making ability of superheroes. Under the influence of wave after wave of huge investments, the rules and regulations of the Superhero Association are also forced to "keep pace with the times."

Later, the results of many years of sedimentation directly changed the face of the Superhero Association.

In part of the contract of the Superhero Association, superheroes must have a fixed live broadcast time every week, participate in charity activities, and even variety shows.

With such development, heroes who can bring higher income and attention to the association will naturally be able to enjoy higher salaries. Many heroes have the opposite effect. They keep working on their own image for the attention of others, but instead fade their responsibilities, resulting in the new heroes of the Superhero Association becoming more and more lame, and they rely entirely on the middle and old generations to support them.

However, most of the older generation of heroes have no opinion on this, because most of the older heroes think that these fledgling newcomers are not trustworthy and too impetuous.

It is better to let the company package them and send them to make money, so as not to affect their own work.

But some people also think that if things continue like this, the Superhero Association will destroy itself sooner or later.

However, no matter how much others argue about the association system, Blue Owl doesn't care at all, let alone empathize with Octopus Man.

Because in a year, he will fucking exterminate the superhuman race: there will only be ordinary people in the world, no super criminals, and naturally there will be no need for superheroes, and these troubles will disappear.

Not long after, Blue Owl came to a bridge hole under the Liluo Bridge.

"You're here?" Cai Bing, who was sitting on a wooden chair, said.

"Help me deal with the helmet of the new combat suit and see if there is anything wrong with the map positioning function of the lens. I'm worried that the top leaders of the Superhero Association have installed a locator in the helmet. If there is a problem, it doesn't matter if that function is removed directly."

Ke Mingye said, took off his Blue Owl helmet and handed it to Cai Bing.

"It can be done in ten minutes." Cai Bing said, taking out a toolbox under the wooden chair.

Hearing this, Ke Mingye sat down on a wooden chair and entered his hero code into the metal code box. Then the code box opened, revealing one of the syringes filled with dark blue liquid.

The moment his eyes touched the syringe, a panel popped up in front of him.

[Item Identification: Low-level gene enhancers made by the Superhero Association technicians using rare resources. After using the enhancers, the player's "physical fitness" attribute and "nerve reaction" attribute will be slightly improved. ]

[Note: The human body will be immune to enhancers, so after the first use of each level of gene enhancer, the enhancement effect will gradually weaken with the increase in the number of injections, as follows. ]

[Low-level gene enhancers can take effect up to 4 times (number of injections), medium-level gene enhancers can take effect up to 3 times (number of injections), and high-level gene enhancers can take effect up to 2 times. ]

"That's fine."

With the system's identification, Ke Mingye was relieved. Without much hesitation, he directly pressed the button of the syringe, and a cold needle tip popped out from the front.

He had read about the injection method of low-level gene enhancers on a superhero forum beforehand, so he took off his combat uniform and injected the liquid into his right wrist.

The needle pierced the skin, but no blood was seen oozing out. Ke Mingye injected the liquid in the needle into the body in one breath. The final experience is almost the same as adding some points, as if there is a heat burning in the body, so I won’t go into details.

Drowsiness surged into his heart, as if he had a fever, and Ke Mingye's mind also began to heat up. He leaned the back of his head on the chair and listened to the sound of water dripping from the bridge onto the lake.

After a while, he opened his eyes from the back of the chair.

[Your "Physical Quality" attribute changes: 87 points→91 points (↑4 points)]

[Your "Nervous Reaction" attribute changes: 51 points→55 points (↑4 points)]

"The effect is quite remarkable..."

Looking at the words on the panel, Ke Mingye rested his sore forehead for a moment, then stood up from the wooden chair and put on his battle uniform again.

He tested the arm blades of his new suit in the bridge hole. With a sound of "Crush——!", the ring blades with a cold glow bounced out from the edges of the arms of the suit. It looked like Wolverine. The claws are so majestic, but it's hard to say whether they are that hard. It's very likely that the crotch will be stretched with one cut.

Ke Mingye swung his arm and waved the arm blade for a moment, understanding how to control it.

As long as you bend your arms greatly, you can adjust the width and length of the arm blade. Finally, just press the button on the suit, and the arm blade will immediately shrink until it is invisible.

He was bored and jumped around in the bridge hole for a while wearing his battle uniform. He could feel that this suit was obviously much lighter.

It should be that the designers of the association used lighter fiber materials during the production process, so the blue owl's movements became faster visibly to the naked eye.

He is not as restrained as before, as if he is training with a pile of scrap metal on his back.

From all aspects, the association was very attentive when helping him upgrade his uniform.

"Do you have ADHD?" Zai Bing asked casually while taking off his helmet.

"Isn't this boring of waiting?" Ke Mingye said, yawned, and sat back on the wooden chair. "By the way, I will try to see if there are any improvements in the uniform that the association gave me."

"How does it feel?"

"Quite conscientious."

"To be honest, if it weren't for the character design of a new hero like you, there would be no need for the Super League Association. A black market can help you build a uniform with a similar texture. But don't think too much of the people in the association. , helping you design battle uniforms is just to make it easier for them to make money."

"Then what can I do? I'll live under someone else's roof."

"That's right." Tai Bing said, changing the topic, "It's done, I took out the locator inside." She put down the tool at hand, "The Premier League Association probably wants to use this new uniform , find out where you came from. After all, you have a car that is being maintained in the morning, so it’s hard for them to come to you directly. But they probably didn’t expect that you would find someone to take the locator out of the helmet as soon as you got it. He should be very angry."

After saying that, she picked up the iron pliers and took out a small metal object from the helmet, throwing it into the lake and sinking into the bottom of the lake amidst the tiny ripples.

Then she reassembled the blue owl helmet and put it back on the wooden chair. She picked up an instrument similar in shape to a "metal detector" and turned to look at Ke Mingye.

"Take it off," said Cai Bing.

Ke Mingye was stunned: "Men and women can't be intimate with each other. Even if you treat me as a buddy, you can't be so casual."

"Just take it off and that's it. Can you stop talking so much?"

"Okay."

Ke Mingye sighed and quickly stripped down to a pair of boxer briefs. He put the battle uniform on the wooden chair and let the hacker woman move her hands up and down.

Immediately, Cai Bing took the instrument and scanned his suit carefully, and then said calmly: "There should be no other locators, you can rest assured."

"Okay."

"By the way, the map positioning function of that helmet cannot be used." Cai Bing said, "But you don't lack this thing. If you really need to locate someone, I can help you. No association is needed."

"Too."

As he said that, Ke Mingye experimentally pressed the button on the helmet, and a blurry electronic map popped up on the surface of the lens, with black and white snowflakes like a malfunctioning television, making it impossible to see any landmark text. It seems that what Cai Bing said is true.

"I'm leaving...call me if you need anything." Cai Bing said slowly and put on the human face mask in his pocket.

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time, hacker girl."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, that's what our customer service girl is like."

Cai Bing lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, talking casually, waving his hand without looking back, and then left the Liluo Bridge as Ke Mingye watched.

A moment later, a bar in Huanjing City.

Ke Mingye manipulated the trick doll to come here, disguised himself as a handsome young man in plain clothes and walked in, sitting down on the bar counter of the bar.

Soon he saw a blond man in sunglasses wearing a bartender's uniform walking over. Behind the man in sunglasses was a handsome young man, wearing the same clothes and earrings. His brows were as clear as a spring stream, and his temperament was extremely pure. Like someone who should be at the bar.

"You guys found a job so quickly?"

Ke Mingye took the lemonade handed over by the number one cowherd, raised his head, and said to him and Orange Peel.

At this moment, the number one Cowherd is wearing the translator badge given by Fan Quan, so he can understand any language in the world, and it is natural to understand the Chinese spoken by Ke Mingye.

He said: "The boss of our Tengu Front knows the owner of this bar, so he asked the bar owner to arrange a job for us so that we can stay out of the spotlight here for the time being."

"Does it have to be a bar? It's more in line with your habits as gigolos, right?"

Ke Mingye took a sip of lemonade and complained unhappily.

Orange Peel smiled: "There's no way. Being an unemployed vagrant is too conspicuous. It's easy to get in touch with some people in the organization in the bar. There are all kinds of people, and some small actions will not be noticed."

"By the way, there is no anti-superhuman organization in China. I've always wanted to ask." Ke Mingye asked.

The top gigolo answered, "There are some in other cities, but not around Beijing."

"Why?"

Orange peel shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "Well... because someone who likes to dress up as a crow has eliminated the anti-superhuman organization here."

"Oh, so that's the case, that's not surprising."

Ke Mingye sighed, thinking that the terrifying crow man was really evil and notorious, "By the way, I made an appointment with another player, he said he wanted to meet you, are you free?"

The top gigolo said, "Of course I am free, what else can I do here, I'm just taking a vacation."

"That's good."

"So which player is it, the hacker girl?" Orange peel raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously while wiping the glass. He hasn't seen this powerful hacker since he came here, it would be nice to meet her at this time.

"No, it's another one." Ke Mingye shook his head, buried his eyes under the glass, and said faintly, "The leader of our Beijing-based players, the only true god."

"Paranoia?" Orange peel asked tentatively.

"Haha, who is discussing the handsomeness of Mr. Paranoia behind his back?"

The young man with a high ponytail walked over while talking and sat next to Ke Mingye, with a thought-provoking arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you Paranoia?"

"Are you Orange Peel?"

"Yes, I've heard a lot about you from them."

"This is a novel written by Mr. Paranoia, an autobiography. If you want to understand Mr. Paranoia, this is the best choice."

Paranoia snorted coldly, spoke slowly, and took out a notebook for elementary school students to write essays from his pocket.

Orange Peel took the notebook with auxiliary lines and looked at the name on the cover: "Rebirth of the Paranoid Evil Young Master in the City".

He was silent for a while, put the composition book on the counter, and gave Pianguai a signature gigolo smile: "I understand, I will read it when I have time."

The No. 1 gigolo looked at Pianguai with a look of mental retardation, and Pianguai gave him a sly smile in return.

Ke Mingye was silent for a moment, pointed at Pianguai: "I have always wanted to ask, do you think he is suitable to be a gigolo?"

Hearing this, the No. 1 gigolo looked at Pianguai, and the evil smile on Pianguai's face deepened.

"Maybe someone will buy this..."

The No. 1 gigolo held a cigarette in his mouth and said implicitly.

"So that's it..."

Ke Mingye sighed deeply, thinking that the idea of ​​transferring Pianguai to Japan should be blown.

At this moment, the spare mobile phone in his coat suddenly vibrated. He took the phone out of his pocket, lowered his eyes and saw that he had received a QQ notification.

[Not Ashes: Where are you, the master chef asked us to come to the elementary school. ]

[Little Red Riding Hood Selling Matches: Master chef? ]

[Not Ashes: It's Teacher Xiziyue, your memory is really bad. ]

[Little Red Riding Hood Selling Matches: What did she ask us to do? ]

[Not Ashes: It's not the agreed time yet, but two magic girls came to our side in advance. ]

[Little Red Riding Hood Selling Matches: Who? Could it be Lingzhong Tongzi? ]

[Not Ashes: Why ask so many questions, you will know when you come here. ]

[Not Ashes: Don't be late, I want to see you within half an hour. ]

Looking at this message, Ke Mingye shook his head, sighed in his heart that he was really busy, and then stood up from the bar.

"I have to go. Something's up."

"It's okay. Spider-Man, you go first. Master Paranoia will take care of it."

As he spoke, Paranoia put his hands together and placed them on his chin. He looked at Orange Peel and the No. 1 Cowherd with a mysterious and deep gaze, and said in a low voice: "Let me see if these two newcomers are qualified to stay in Huanjing and fight side by side with us..."

"Then I'll leave it to you. Test them well."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye took a long breath, patted Paranoia's shoulders twice, then put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the dimly lit bar.

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