Superman's End Manual

"What's wrong with your feet?"

Ke Youqing glanced at Ke Mingye's subtle walking posture and asked.

I fell while running, but it's nothing serious.

Ke Mingye walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of cola from the freezer.

"Be careful next time." With that, Ke Youqing looked away from him and at the vigilante dressed like a red and blue owl in the newspaper.

Just then, a breaking news report suddenly came on TV.

"The Dice Monster has reappeared atop the Ring Tower, banging drums and gongs and loudly proclaiming tonight's terrorist attack..."

"It has been almost a month since the Dice Monster first appeared in Huanjing, but the Huanjing Superhero Association has not arrested him yet, instead letting him go unpunished."

"This incident has aroused great dissatisfaction and concern among the public, and the Superhero Association has not yet responded in any media channels."

Bai Qiuwu stared at the dice-playing monster sitting on the high tower around Beijing, banging drums and gongs on the TV screen. After hesitating for a moment, she got up from the sofa and slowly walked up to the second floor.

After returning to her room, she locked the door, leaned against the back of the door, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened the window, and after confirming that no one was watching her, summoned her Somersault Cloud from the front of the window.

Then, it stepped onto the dark clouds and soared upwards lightly until its figure disappeared into the deep night.

Please vote for me, thank you. Don't force me to kneel down and beg you.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 140 The Blue Owl, Right Beside You

July 6th, 8:30 PM, Huanjing No. 7 Elevated Road.

The brightly lit city failed to bestow even a sliver of light upon this desolate overpass, which from a distance resembled a cemetery erected in mid-air, with each streetlamp looking like a fluorescent tombstone.

The Dice Monster sat on the railing of the overpass, humming a song while gently shaking his legs, occasionally raising his empty eyes to gaze quietly at the distant neon-lit commercial district.

He still had a hot dog bun in his hand, his fingers slowly rubbing the plastic wrapper, making a slightly grating sound.

Squeak~

Squeak~

A moment later, a strange figure slowly rode on the dark clouds from afar, approaching the No. 7 overpass. The cold moonlight and the flickering lights intertwined, slowly illuminating her figure.

She wore a long, metallic trench coat with silver and white stripes, a monkey mask on her face, and crimson pupils behind her eyes. A silver hood covered the top of her head.

"You really are something, you can't sit still without causing some trouble all day, can you?"

Black Wukong asked irritably.

Upon hearing this, the gray humanoid figure, who was sitting hunched over in a corner of the overpass, lowered its head, tore at the packaging paper with one hand, and raised the other hand to wave at her.

Without turning its head, it said, "How could that be? It seems like we haven't seen each other for three days, Miss Sun Wukong. Is it as I said, that your brother will be in trouble on July 4th?"

"But you didn't tell me that my brother is a dragon."

The Dice Man said in a serious tone, "Everything should retain a touch of mystery. The most important thing in human relationships is mystery. If that mystery is missing, all relationships in the world will lose their inherent charm."

"Alright, let's not talk about Yongzhu for now. What did you come to see me about this time?" Hei Wukong asked.

"Oh, so I was looking for you?"

With that, the Dice Monster tore off the wrapper and put the hot dog bun into his mouth.

As Black Wukong stepped down from his somersault cloud, he asked, "Wasn't throwing the dice there a code you gave me? I think it was unnecessary. Next time, you could have just sent me a text message. There's no need to involve others."

"Aren't you just being presumptuous?"

Black Wukong was silent for a moment, tilted his hooded head, and said coldly, "You really deserve a beating."

"Didn't you see how lively it was? I just called out a band of dead people to dance there. There were flashes going off everywhere, and everyone was laughing so happily."

As he spoke, the Dice Monster took a bite of his hot dog bun, swallowed it whole, and made a "glug glug" sound.

He swallowed his bread with difficulty, then held up a finger. “You know, all surprises are based on a certain contrast—when I told them I was going to carry out a terrorist attack on the towers around Beijing, they screamed and scattered. But before the countdown ended, I rolled the die. A cute little kid was so scared that he fell to the ground, thinking he couldn’t escape. He looked up with teary eyes and suddenly found… his favorite singer was standing in front of him, singing that very old song. What a wonderful gift! I think he’ll remember it for the rest of his life.”

"What a twisted sense of humor..."

Black Wukong paused for a moment, then said, "Your dice are supposed to be uncontrollable, so how do you know it must be the band? What if you summoned a natural disaster? How many people would suffer?"

"No, no, no, actually I can control my dice."

After saying that, the Dice Monster threw away the wrapper in his hand, watching it flutter in the wind and fall into the neon-lit city.

"Are you sure?" Black Wukong questioned.

"Of course, at least now we can choose the outcome we want, well... it's just that not all of those options are good."

Black Wukong crossed his arms and tucked the golden cudgel between them. "I'll believe you for now, but if you ever cross the line, I'll be the first to arrest you."

The Dice Monster turned to look at her: "You still don't trust me enough. You didn't have to wear this battle suit at all. You could have worn a cute dress instead. I like cute girls."

Black Goku lowered his head and said, "What if someone else comes looking for you besides me, like... Magical Girl Ashes?"

"So, you don't deny that if no one else is around, you would wear a cute dress to see me?"

Black Wukong sighed: "If you say that again, I'll smash you to death with this stick."

"Sorry, sorry." The Dice Monster smiled and raised his hands in surrender. "Speaking of which, why would anyone else come looking for me? Don't you know how well-behaved I've been lately?"

"Keep quiet?" Black Wukong paused for a moment. "You mean harassing those newly arrived vigilantes under the guise of 'making friends'?"

"Please, everyone says I'm their good neighbor, the big brother who performs charity music programs at Huanjing Square every night."

The Dice Monster's gaze grew colder as he looked at Black Wukong, so he sighed and changed his tune, saying, "Hey... it really was just about making friends, I didn't hurt anyone, right?"

As it spoke, it licked its fingers, which were still covered in ketchup, and said, "Didn't you notice that they were the ones chasing after me and beating me every time?"

"Your headshot is still on the association's official website. If they don't go after you, who else will they go after?"

"That's true. Society just loves to label people. Actually, I'm not a criminal, but an artist, an artist who has been misunderstood too much."

Black Wukong had no patience for this argumentative guy, so he sat down next to the Dice Monster and together they looked out at the city in the distance from above the overpass.

She said, "Stop talking nonsense. I saw the news that day. Why did you provoke that vigilante named Blue Owl, and so openly, as if... you wanted others to know?"

"Looks like you're jealous?"

Upon hearing this, Black Wukong instantly raised his golden cudgel and pressed it against the dice monster's neck. He remained silent, his expression conveying, "If you say another word of that trash, I'll smash you to death with this cudgel."

“Okay, that guy’s name is ‘Blue Owl,’ you should be interested in him.”

"What do you mean?"

The Dice Monster said slowly, "Let's leave this mystery for now; it's no fun if the answer is revealed too quickly."

Black Wukong frowned at first, then quickly realized: "You don't mean to say... that Blue Owl, like Magical Girl Ash, is also one of my people, do you?"

"Oh dear, you noticed that?"

As he spoke, the Dice Monster lowered his face, his tone gradually becoming mocking: "Alright, this is really boring. It's really hard to lie to you now, after all, there's already a precedent... So I'll just say it directly, Blue Owl is right next to you, maybe your classmate, your friend, your neighbor..."

It paused slightly, then grinned, "Or perhaps, he's family?"

Upon hearing this, Black Wukong first slightly curled the corners of his mouth behind the mask, opened his mouth as if to refute, and said that when that Blue Owl appeared, our whole family was still having a family meeting. You've fooled the wrong person this time.

But the next second, she froze slightly in place.

Because she suddenly remembered that the day the blue owl first appeared in the public eye was exactly the night before last.

At that time, she and her older brother were having a family meeting in Yongzhu's room.

The only family members not present at that meeting were... Dad, Mom, and Mingye.

But my parents were both traveling in London, and they even posted a landscape photo in the family group chat that day, so it couldn't possibly be them.

After this screening process, only one person was left who didn't know what they were doing at the time.

A name that Bai Qiuwu never imagined would be associated with these things.

——Ke Mingye.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiuwu's fiery eyes behind the mask widened slightly, and the crimson flames burning in her pupils flickered.

"Akino... How is that possible?"

She hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at the dice monster, asking almost word by word, "Are you sure you're not joking with me?"

"Whether it's a joke or not, why don't you go and find out for yourself?"

The Dice Monster shook his head and muttered something under his breath.

Black Wukong lowered her head, her eyes darting behind the mask. She remained silent for a long time before saying, "If you dare to lie to me, I will make you pay the price... Understand?"

"How can you be so sure it's him? Maybe I'm talking about your old father. A middle-aged man who has been strictly disciplined by his wife for decades suddenly has a bout of adolescent delusions and wants to save the world, so he puts on a lousy superhero suit, turns on a voice changer, and becomes a vigilante. Isn't that kind of script quite reasonable?"

As the Dice Monster spoke, it raised its hand and gently grasped the golden cudgel that Bai Qiuwu had pressed against its neck, slowly pushing it forward.

Then he turned around and stood up from the railing.

The next moment, it lowered its face, raised its hands high and tilted them backward, slowly descending towards the neon-lit city.

"It's more fun to uncover the mystery yourself... isn't it?"

As soon as it finished speaking, its body gradually cracked open in mid-air, eventually turning into a burst of flames that rose up, followed by a sinister laugh that echoed through the night sky.

Bai Qiuwu sat alone on the bridge railing, head bowed, silent for a long, long time. The evening breeze over the city gently caressed her face, yet it was so piercing.