Superman's End Manual

Ke Youqing muttered to himself, looking down at his right hand, which was trembling slightly. He tensed his fingers slightly, and black veins appeared on the back of his hand, as if foreshadowing his death.

He leaned against the railing, stubbed out his cigarette, and casually tossed it into the sea. The flickering cigarette butt drifted in the evening breeze, quickly vanishing like embers.

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Chapter 129 Little Red Riding Hood Invades the Alliance (Part 1)

July 5th, 10:00 AM, downtown area of ​​Fandier, near Beijing.

A black-haired girl dressed in a gothic-style dress held a katana to the neck of the mutant criminal "Deathflame," lowered her pretty face, and spoke in a calm tone.

"I suggest you don't categorize me with other magical girls. If you continue to struggle, I really will kill you."

"Then kill me!"

As Deathflame spoke, his body suddenly lunged forward. Just as his neck was about to touch the katana, it instantly transformed into a flame, causing the ash-covered katana to glide past in the fire.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his right hand, and a raging fire ignited in his palm, instantly condensing into a fireball.

Death Flame made a bowling ball gesture and threw a fireball at Ash, but it was blocked by Cinderella's open umbrella.

Immediately afterwards, a ring of gray magical ripples spread out from the umbrella, effortlessly shaking the death flames back several meters.

The next instant, just as Death Flame was about to transform into flames and escape, he found his body enveloped by layers upon layers of snowflakes. His body was unable to transform into flames in the extreme cold—this was his greatest weakness.

"Who is it?!"

The death flame roared amidst the snowflakes, struggling forward while looking up at the sky.

His cloudy pupils reflected a girl dressed in a Christmas dress, wearing a Santa hat, and holding a ruby ​​wand.

"little Red Riding Hood?"

Seeing this, Magical Girl Ash raised her eyebrows slightly and looked up at Magical Girl Little Red Riding Hood in mid-air.

"Hey, senior, could you knock him out before you greet me?" Little Red Riding Hood asked expressionlessly.

"Do you even need to say that?"

Magical Girl Ash spoke with considerable displeasure, extending her right hand to retrieve a spellbook from inside Cinderella's umbrella. She quickly took out a spell card and held it in her palm.

This card is her original creation, "Anesthetic Missile," which, when used, creates a series of magical bullets with a anesthetic effect.

Because these bullets are designed to stun criminals, their lethality is much less than that of a regular magic missile, but they are perfect for this situation.

With a "click," the card shattered into a glowing fragment, and Cinderella's gun was loaded with a brand new bullet. Ash raised the tip of his umbrella, aimed it at the writhing, thrashing Deathflame, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

As the gunshot rang out, the silver-gray magical bullet tore through the cold air, accurately hitting and piercing Deathflame's shoulder. Blood flowed out and fell into the raging flames.

He struggled on the ground for a while, his whole body convulsing, before quickly falling asleep under the numbing effect of the bullet and closing his eyelids.

Seeing this, Ash looked away, turned to Little Red Riding Hood, and asked while folding up Cinderella's umbrella, "So, what brings you here?"

Little Red Riding Hood slowly descended from the sky and came to Ash's side, her skirt swaying in the snowflakes.

"My file is filled out. Senior Ash, please help me pass it on to Senior Xiziyue."

As she spoke, she pulled a folded, crumpled file from the pocket of her dress and handed it to Ash.

Ash took the file, glanced at it, then looked up, a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "So you come from a poor mountain village?"

"Can't children from impoverished mountain villages become magical girls? Isn't that a bit much, senpai...?"

"What did I mean by that?" Ash sighed, clutching the file in his hand. "By the way, didn't it say that your grandmother passed away before you were born, and you never even met her? Why did you say last time that your grandmother left you a bottle of healing medicine?"

Little Red Riding Hood frankly said, "Actually, it was given to me by a strange thing. It said that if it gave it to you personally, you would definitely not accept it, so it asked me to lie to you."

Magical Girl Ash was taken aback at first, then frowned.

"And then you listened to it and lied to me?"

"I only did that because I cared about my senior. Was he angry?"

Upon hearing this, Ash sighed, one hand on his hip and the other on his forehead, "You really are a liar."

“Senior, you really only think about yourself.” Little Red Riding Hood began to occupy the moral high ground. “I am an orphan and have suffered so much since I was a child. I can’t survive without lying.”

Ash opened his mouth, about to retort, but then remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he simply turned his face away and said coldly, "Fine, I won't argue with you. Let's go to the elementary school on Yandaipian Commercial Street."

"On Yandai Commercial Street, hasn't that primary school been closed for many years?"

"Yes, so it's now our secret base. We usually discuss important matters there, and we only go to the Alliance Building occasionally when we need to put on a show for the media."

"Oh, I understand." Little Red Riding Hood nodded.

"You really are a loser."

"Three no's?"

"Haven't you ever watched anime? No mouth, no expression, no emotion."

Little Red Riding Hood rested her hand on her chin, saying expressionlessly, "Senior, I think you're a bit too much of a 2D fan. Speaking of 2D, I actually saw a lot of people selling comics with you as the main character in the Magical Girl fan club. Most of the content in those comics was quite explicit; some people call them 'doujinshi' (fan-made comics)..."

"Stop! Stop! Didn't I tell you not to visit those shady websites?"

Ash hurriedly called for a stop, turning his head to glare at Little Red Riding Hood with an annoyed expression.

"sorry."

Little Red Riding Hood spoke softly, her voice devoid of any remorse.

"Forget it, let's go."

Magical Girl Ash said irritably, shrugging her slender shoulders.

She would have lost her temper with anyone else, but she didn't know why. Little Red Riding Hood was full of lies, always telling meaningless and strange ones, such as being her classmate or having a magical girl grandmother, but she just couldn't get angry at her. She always felt a strange sense of closeness to her.

"I send you."

As she spoke, she took Little Red Riding Hood's hand with one hand and lifted Cinderella with the other. The umbrella blossomed like a gray rose, and ripples spread outwards.

Driven by ripples of magic, the two magical girls gradually rose into the sky. Sunlight enveloped their sleek profiles until they disappeared beyond the clouds.

Soon, the magical girl Ash, accompanied by Little Red Riding Hood, arrived at the abandoned elementary school in the Tobacco Pipe Shopping Street. They landed on the rooftop, their toes touching the dusty ground.

The former took Little Red Riding Hood's file from inside Cinderella's umbrella, held it in his hand, then closed the umbrella and walked towards the iron gate of the rooftop.

“Come with me,” she said.

Little Red Riding Hood pretended to look around as if trying to remember the place before moving on to follow Ash's retreating figure.

The two quickly arrived at the fifth floor of the teaching building and went into a classroom. The classroom was empty, with a "conference table" made up of more than ten wooden desks stacked in the center.

Little Red Riding Hood looked around and said, "It seems... nobody's here?"

Ash found a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, put one arm around his shoulder, and took his phone out of the umbrella with the other.

"Just like last time, she came after I sent a text message. I just don't know if she's awake yet. She usually only wakes up in the afternoon, like yesterday when I couldn't find her."

As she spoke, she opened her backup WeChat and sent a message to Xi Ziyue.

Yesterday morning, as she walked out of the toy store at MixC, she sent a message to Xi Ziyue, but Xi Ziyue did not reply, probably because she had stayed up late and was catching up on sleep.

The "ding" had barely faded when two rows of headlights suddenly illuminated Little Red Riding Hood's face. Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind whipped her hair.

She raised her arm to shield her eyes and looked up. She saw a huge spacetime rift open in one corner of the classroom, and a dark green tram clattered in.

Okay, actually only the front and driver's cab entered the classroom; otherwise, the entire classroom would have been packed with this tram.

Xi Ziyue pushed open the car door and got out of the driver's seat with a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips.

She wasn't wearing her hair in a bun today; instead, her short hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, which made her look quite elegant in her cheongsam, giving her the air of a beauty from the Republican era.

As Xi Ziyue stepped into the classroom, the dark green train behind her was sucked into a spacetime rift, becoming lost in it in an extremely distorted state, before the rift closed.

"Little Red Riding Hood, why did you keep me waiting for so long?" Xi Ziyue asked.

"Busy picking up trash," said Little Red Riding Hood.

Magical Girl Ash was tapping her arm with her fingers, thinking she was about to have another boring meeting, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. She thought to herself, "This girl can really make such a dry joke without any expression." Then she felt something was off, so she turned to her and asked, "Wait, you're not really picking up trash, are you?"

“I can earn some money by recycling trash, and then I can buy bread at the convenience store,” Little Red Riding Hood said.

Xi Ziyue sat down opposite the two, raised her eyes, and looked at Little Red Riding Hood across the conference table. "Poor thing, do you want to come with me to New York for a couple of days? Food and drinks included."

As she spoke, she put down the bag of potato chips, picked one up, and put it in her mouth.

"No need, I prefer to earn my own living and be self-reliant."

"What a pity." Xi Ziyue said dismissively, "Ash said you've decided to join the Alliance. Have you filled out your file yet?"

"Here I am."

Ash casually placed the file on the table, coated it with magic, and then gently pushed it toward Xi Ziyue. The file shot out ten meters like a dart.

Xi Ziyue used magic to wrap her fingers, then extended her index and middle fingers to catch the file that was flying towards her.

"Are you trying to kill your master?" she asked. Judging from the speed at which the paper flew and the sharpness of its edges, if it were an ordinary person, their finger would have already been cut open.

"I can only be so casual because he's my master, okay?"