Superman's End Manual

Ke Mingye asked in confusion, "Then why can the Blue Crow detonate its crows? I've seen many videos of Blue Crows fighting, and its crows explode the moment they fly towards their opponents."

He paused, then said, "You didn't steal a bootleg superpower, did you?"

Yuriko sneered, "You're insulting me."

“Okay, I understand,” Ke Mingye said. “Since Dad’s crows can’t explode, then he must have secretly installed bombs with some kind of triggering mechanism that are difficult to observe onto the crows he created during the battle.”

"What does this have to do with me?"

Ke Mingye sighed: "Then what other abilities does this crow have?"

“I can switch places with it,” Yuriko said, having already switched places with the crow flying in mid-air. She fell from the sky, using her fleshy ball to absorb the impact of the landing.

As for the crow, it vanished without a trace, as if melted into the deep night.

"Where's your crow?" Ke Mingye asked, puzzled.

“After the positions are swapped, the crow used for the swap will disappear,” Yuriko explained.

Upon hearing this, Ke Mingye suddenly remembered his C-level item—the Bluebird Reconnaissance Plane. He thought to himself, "Does the system have to cut corners like this when designing items? The Bluebird Reconnaissance Plane's function is exactly the same as my father's superpower."

The difference is that Dad can create thousands upon thousands of crows, but the Bluebird reconnaissance plane only has one.

Thinking of this, Ke Mingye then asked, "You can only create one crow?"

Yuriko licked her paws and said, "Idiot, creating too much will only drive you crazy. If you have an extra vision and sound in your head, and you hear a thousand crows cawing in your ear, do you think I could stand it?"

"So, can you create multi-headed crows?"

"No, the ability I copied is a weakened version."

"Okay, so you finally admit that you stole a pirated copy."

Ke Mingye gave Yuriko a disdainful look.

Yuriko was still trying to save face: "But after I stole his ability, I was able to analyze and understand it. His ability definitely doesn't include 'making crows explode'."

"Okay, so Dad planted a bomb on the crow. He was just fast enough that the enemy couldn't see it."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye was a little disappointed. He thought to himself that his father's superpower was so simple and unpretentious, far inferior to his older brother's abnormal abilities. So all those decades of hard work were just based on his skills and experience.

Yuriko yawned, smacked her lips, and said, "Are you done? It was so boring coming out with you. I'm going back to sleep now."

"Okay, I'll have my older sister take you to the hospital for castration surgery tomorrow."

"you dare?"

As Yuriko spoke, she created a crow, which shot towards Ke Mingye. Then, Yuriko and the crow switched places, and Yuriko slashed at his face with her claws.

Ke Mingye took out an electromagnetic pulse glove, raised it upwards, and blocked its claws.

Yuri's claws scratched at the metal, making a cracking sound. It lay on the ground, clutching its claws and howling in pain, muttering under its breath.

"You're finished. I'm going to crawl into your bed and poop tomorrow."

"Hey buddy, I was just kidding you. Do I look like the kind of heartless person who would kick someone when they've done something wrong? I'll try my best not to let my sister neuter you. Here, this is a cat treat."

As he spoke, Ke Mingye put away his electromagnetic pulse gloves, took out a packet of cat treats from his pocket, and placed it on the ground.

Yuriko's pain seemed to vanish as she suddenly got up, moved at lightning speed to the cat treat, grabbed it in her mouth, and began to gnaw on it forcefully.

"It's time to go home after we finish eating," Ke Mingye said. "Let's work together in the future; I'll probably need your help quite a few times."

"Just make me feel comfortable."

"Alright, alright, you'll have plenty to eat from now on. I'll take you to the food street and let you have a feast."

Yuriko, holding the cat treat in her mouth, raised her head, remained silent for a moment, and then reluctantly turned her head away.

"make a deal."

The next day.

Good morning, player. Today is July 06, 2028. There are 347 days left until the deadline for completing the ultimate mission, "Exterminate Superhumans."

Ke Mingye opened his eyes and scratched his messy hair.

After washing up, he left home, ran along the old Jingmai neighborhood, did a hundred frog jumps, and then happily completed his daily task.

[I have claimed the reward for Daily Quest 2 "One Hundred Frog Jumps" and received 1 attribute point that can be freely allocated.]

Your "Mental Strength" attribute has changed from 11 to 12 points (up 1 point).

[I have claimed the reward for Daily Task 1, "Run 5000 meters," and have been awarded one chance to spin the prize wheel.]

[I have already drawn the reward from area three – “A Fragment of a Divine Disc”. I currently have 3 disc fragments; I need 2 more fragments to complete the Divine Disc.]

He did nothing all day, spending his time at home playing games with Bai Ziling and Ke Yongzhu.

Ke Yongzhu stayed in her room for two whole days before finally coming out for some fresh air today.

Seeing how pitiful he was, Ke Mingye, as "the only brother in the family who didn't know he was a dragon," played games with him for a while.

Ke Yongzhu was overjoyed. She thought to herself, "You're the only one in the whole family who doesn't know my identity. I feel no pressure in front of you." As a result, she started talking to Ke Mingye more often, and her tone was not as arrogant and domineering as usual.

As a result, their relationship reached an unprecedented level.

Perhaps this is what brotherly love and respect are all about.

At 5 p.m., Ke Mingye received the anti-dog message.

[Anti-Dog: Time to go, heading to Tokyo to do some dungeon runs.]

[The Failed Man: Here I am! Haven't done a dungeon in two weeks, my hands are itching.]

After sending the message, he released the trickster doll from the window of his room, dressed it in a windproof jacket and sweatpants, and then sped off to the abandoned train station in the old Jingmai neighborhood.

Fan Quan and Qing Meng were already there waiting for him.

As for Blade Ice and Paranoia, they remained in the city on standby.

This was a last resort; they didn't have the loot cards from the seventh instance, "Crazy Train Station," and therefore couldn't board the train.

Next, Ke Mingye will follow the anti-dogs to Tokyo to meet up with the two players from the top host club and Orange Peel, who stayed at the host club for further training.

According to the anti-dogs, their trip to Tokyo wasn't just to complete two dungeons, but also to team up and hunt down a superhero codenamed "Himekaze Samurai."

Ke Mingye had heard about this superhero's deeds. Although he wasn't very strong, he was quite famous in Japan. He had seen his figure in a toy store in Kabukicho last time, and it was selling very well, so it was displayed in a prominent position.

But this is only the surface. In reality, this hero, like Zeus the God of War, is outwardly brilliant but inwardly rotten. His negative rumors alone include assaulting women, tax evasion, and colluding with Japanese gangsters to suppress local residents...

However, in Japan, the yakuza wield considerable influence, so the Tokyo yakuza pressured the Superhero Association, and everything that Himekasa Samurai had done was suppressed.

Opposing Himekaze Samurai is equivalent to opposing the Japanese Yakuza, which is an extremely dangerous thing.

Of course, if the hunting plan goes smoothly and he is eliminated quietly, then all problems will cease to exist.

"Hunting superheroes, huh..."

Ke Mingye muttered to himself, took out the card from instance number 7, and swiped it in the floating card slot. The old, dark train arrived as invited, rumbling to a stop in the tunnel.

"Let's go."

The anti-dog, carrying the Bible, boarded the train before him.

"What are you daydreaming about, Spider-Man?"

Qingmeng, carrying a leather bag containing guns, followed behind Fanquan onto the train.

Ke Mingye boarded carriage number seven, and the carriage door closed behind him. With plumes of smoke billowing from the chimney, the train rumbled forward into the tunnel, disappearing into the darkness.

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Chapter 135 Anti-Dog: What, I'm fighting Spider Man?

The train bumped and jolted along with the rumbling of its engine.

Ke Mingye sat in one of the compartments in the sleeper car, on the lowest level, with his head down, quietly playing with his spare phone.

He was browsing information about tonight's target, "Himekaze Samurai," whose promotional videos were almost everywhere on the Japan Superhero Association's website.

The promotional page states that, unlike other superheroes, the main characteristic of the Himeka Warrior is that she can manipulate four floating ghost hands to defeat her opponents unexpectedly in battle.

In a series of battle footage released by the official team, the Himekasa warrior used a total of seven swords in her fight against the super criminal.

It had one in its mouth, one in each hand, and four ghostly hands dangling in mid-air, each holding one.

He looks imposing and fierce, so powerful that he seems capable of cutting down even Zeus in a fit of rage. But if someone looks closely, they'll notice that every sword strike in his promotional video is sped up.

It's highly inflated, just like how celebrities use photoshopped images for marketing.

Then the official account buys some traffic to control the comments and deletes the comments that question it. As a result, no new fans will see that the video has been tampered with. They will only exclaim: "Mr. Ji Feng is so cool. He fights with seven swords and his sword-swinging speed is so fast!"

To be honest, Ke Mingye was really curious about what the knife he was holding in his mouth was for. He never used it normally; it was probably just for showing off.

Besides, every time the Himekasamurai appears, she is basically dressed in a light purple kimono and blindfolded with a black cloth. Her appearance is unusually pretentious, like a reclusive hermit.

After a battle, he uttered a memorable line to a kneeling criminal: "The blade is my eye." Coupled with his cold and aloof persona, he captured the hearts of countless naive young girls in just one year.

When the samurai Himekaze has nothing to do, he will go live on the Japanese branch's official website, kneeling on a cushion, holding a cup of hot tea, and with a solemn and righteous expression, verbally promoting Japanese Bushido culture.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps the Japanese government will market him as the association's star hero, partly for the purpose of cultural export.

Like Mo Xiejia, he is a successful example of marketing.