Superman's End Manual

After a moment's consideration, Blue Owl decided to call it a superpower, because it was still controllable: as long as Solar Punch was temporarily kept in the skill bar, it would be okay to find a higher-level skill with similar properties and performance to replace it later.

Blue Owl put one hand on his hip and said slowly, "Uh, actually, I don't only have the ability to 'change position'. The ability to make my fist emit fire is also one of my abilities."

"Dual superpowers? That's truly rare."

Platinum Wings raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing surprise.

The psychic nun rolled her eyes at him and said, "There have been people in the world who possessed four or five superpowers at the same time. So what if you have two superpowers?"

The mechanical vanguard nodded, remaining a passive listener without interrupting.

"Anyway, I still have to try to win you over on behalf of our boss. He said that if we meet you, we must invite you to join the Superhero Association. Here is his business card."

Platinum Wings smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and took out a business card with his right hand, handing it to Blue Owl.

Blue Owl took the business card: "Okay, I'll consider it, but only if I want to join the Superhero Association." As he spoke, he glanced down at the name on the business card, which read "Che Zhengchen".

Ke Mingye had seen his name online; he was an association executive who had mentored countless generations of new superheroes. He'd heard that after Grey Pigeon joined the Superhero Association, his superior, who managed his affairs, was also this "Che Zhengchen."

Damn, this seems a bit unlucky. This isn't going to be me replicating Grey Pigeon's route, fast forward to the point where he gets dismembered by the Clockwork Man and hung up in the Superhero Building to humiliate his father.

Even though Blue Owl thought this way, he still gave the three of them face and casually put the business card into his uniform pocket, along with his phone.

"Don't you want to join the Superhero Association?" Platinum Wings asked in surprise. "Or is there some problem with your identity? If so, our superior can help you solve it. He has mentioned this before."

"No, no, no, I became a vigilante simply out of a sense of justice." Blue Owl shook his head and sighed. "Being a superhero is different. There are management companies, association missions, and public pressure. I can't handle that."

"Don't say that. Once you join the association, you'll have teammates. They'll share the burden with you from now on."

As he spoke, Platinum Wings reached out and patted Blue Owl on the shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. "Maybe we'll be on the same team when you join the association."

Upon hearing this, the blue owl turned its head and glanced casually at the reporters who were gathering around.

He said, "Alright, let's leave that possibility aside for now. Anyway, I'm leaving now, and you all have to report to the Superhero Association, so don't waste your time here."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his eyes again, his gaze fixed on the church spire. In that instant, as a flock of crows swept past, the dark figure vanished in a flash from mid-air.

Only a few lonely raven feathers drifted across the church spire and slowly landed on the statue.

"How arrogant...this old man," Blue Owl thought to himself.

"It's the Blue Raven!" Platinum Wings shouted, pointing to the sky. "I didn't even see him!"

Was he observing us the whole time?

The psychic nun asked, frowning.

The mechanical vanguard nodded and, unusually, spoke: "I've always been here."

“I didn’t notice him either.” Blue Owl shrugged and said slowly, “Maybe he came to observe whether I, the imitator, am qualified to wear a battle suit similar to his.”

Platinum Wings gazed at the raven feather slowly drifting down from mid-air and sighed deeply: "What a pity, I've always wanted to meet him and take a picture with him."

"Be careful he doesn't smash your phone and then take a picture with you," Sister Psychic sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"Blue Owl, have you ever seen a blue raven?"

Platinum Wings asked, still somewhat excited.

"Yes, I've seen you. We see each other every day, and we even eat together," Ke Mingye thought.

“I’ve only seen him on TV… but I admire him. A group of thugs broke into my older brother’s school, and they held a gun to his head to threaten the police into leaving the school.”

Blue Owl paused slightly, his eyes filled with longing. "It was at that moment that Blue Crow descended from the sky and saved my elder brother."

As he spoke, he scratched the bridge of his nose. "I only found out about this by eavesdropping on my parents talking in the kitchen. Ever since then, I've had the idea of ​​imitating Blue Crow and becoming a vigilante to fight criminals."

“I see…” Platinum Wings exclaimed. “Mr. Raven will definitely notice you too.”

Upon hearing this, the psychic nun interjected with a rather wistful tone: "But being noticed by that kind of person is not a good thing. I hope you will think it over carefully. Before you join the association, it would be good to change your battle uniform and insignia."

“No need, I have my own ideas.” Blue Owl shook his head and turned to walk towards the forest shrouded in night. “Then goodbye, everyone.”

"I hope we meet again at the Superhero Association." Platinum Wings put one hand on her hip and shouted at his back, "Our boss really likes you, he won't let you down."

"I'll consider it since you're all so enthusiastic."

After speaking, the blue owl waved without turning its head, and its figure gradually disappeared into the night.

“I always felt he wasn’t very reliable…” Sister Telekinesis said, arms crossed, watching Blue Owl’s retreating figure. “He’s probably better suited to being a lone wolf.”

"Since Boss Che has said so, then we should try our best to win him over," Platinum Wings said with a chuckle. "Let's go then, we still need to submit the mission to the association."

As soon as he finished speaking, he unfurled the pair of enormous, silver-white wings that seemed to be cast from steel, and turned to look at the psychic nun and the mechanical vanguard.

"Do you need a ride?"

The two hesitated for a moment, then silently extended their hands. Platinum Wings smirked, grabbed their hands, and suddenly flapped his wings, creating a howling gust of wind.

Then, like a cannonball, it hurtled into the night sky and disappeared into the clouds in a matter of moments.

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Chapter 157: Get a B-level skill at half price!

Night, the old Jingmai neighborhood, the abandoned train station.

While controlling the trickster doll dressed in a blue owl battle suit to fight against the Qi'an cultists, Ke Mingye himself had nothing to do and could only hide in the empty abandoned train station, unable to go anywhere.

He sat on a wooden public bench, his hands on his thighs, his head tilted back, staring blankly at the sky.

Listening to the incessant chirping of cicadas, after a whole night like this, I could almost count the stars in the sky. It was truly delightful.

After the battle outside the church ended, he controlled Blue Owl to interact with the superhero team while running back and forth on the empty platform.

Once you've accumulated enough steps using the system, switch to doing push-ups.

With the matter concerning Blue Owl coming to a perfect end, he also managed to complete the daily tasks that he had put aside that morning.

It's worth mentioning that today's daily tasks are slightly different from usual: the attribute points reward has been increased from 1 to 2—something that didn't happen in the first half of the month.

"So, is it that daily quests that reward 2 attribute points only occasionally appear, or... starting today, the reward for daily quest 2 will always be two attribute points?"

Ke Mingye stared at the words on the panel, thinking to himself.

After some rational consideration, he felt that the former was more likely.

Otherwise, if you could consistently get two attribute points every day, you would accumulate about 700 attribute points through the rewards from Daily Task 2 over the course of a year.

If all those attribute points were put into "Physical Fitness," he'd be at least an SS-level physique powerhouse. He'd instantly become One-Punch Man, overcoming all obstacles with sheer force, requiring no skill whatsoever, and even a nuclear bomb wouldn't be able to penetrate his defenses…

I'm a bit afraid of mind control skills, so mental strength is still a crucial attribute. Otherwise, if someone gets brainwashed, the player will be in serious trouble.

However, even if you only get one attribute point per day, with dungeons, quests, and all sorts of hidden rewards, if you can survive for a year and steadily improve your strength, even the most ordinary player can get at least six hundred attribute points.

No matter which attribute it's added to, it's a game-changer in this world.

Moreover, the player's greatest advantage does not lie in growth attributes, but in the diversity of ability mechanics.

The bizarre and unique equipment, along with the diverse skill sets, are advantages that those with supernatural abilities can hardly match.

A superhuman is essentially a player with only one skill. Even the most terrifying superhumans can only possess a maximum of five superhuman abilities, which is still less than half that of a player.

Moreover, each skill a player chooses is their own, and once chosen, it has a certain degree of practicality, unlike abilities that are bestowed by heaven, some of which are completely useless.

If players were to develop their skills for a year, and each player had an average of 10 A-level skills, coupled with the intelligence advantage provided by the information panel, calling it a "natural disaster" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Moreover, these are dozens of "mobile natural disasters," which leave nothing but barren land wherever they go.

Of course, fantasy is fantasy, but if you die in the early stages, then there's nothing to talk about. One has to be realistic; to exterminate superhumans, start with running and push-ups.

[I have claimed the reward for Daily Task 2, "One Hundred Push-ups," and received 2 attribute points that I can freely allocate.]

Ke Mingye raised his finger and allocated the two attribute points he had acquired to "physical fitness" and "mental strength" respectively.

Your "Physical Fitness" attribute has changed from 64 to 65 points (up 1 point).

Your "Mental Strength" attribute has changed from 22 to 23 points (up 1 points)

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

As the prompt box disappeared, the reward wheel slowly unfolded in front of you, revealing text in six different areas.

[I. 2500 Mall Coins;]

[II. 1500 experience points;]

[III. Fragment of the Divine Disc *1 (Collect 5 fragments to obtain a Divine Disc, which can be used periodically to obtain the location of a divine ruin);]

[IV. A fragment of a low-level skill enhancement card (collecting three skill enhancement card fragments can synthesize one low-level skill enhancement card) (A low-level skill enhancement card can be used to enhance an E-level skill);]

[V. Grade C Equipment - Memory Stealing Gloves;]

6. Random D-rank skill cards.

Ke Mingye pressed the start button on the turntable, and the pointer began to spin rapidly.

It eventually stopped in area one.

[Congratulations! You have received the reward for Zone 1: 2500 Mall Coins.]

Current total amount of Mall Coins held: 22800

"That's enough," Ke Mingye thought. "If we scrape together some more money and add a B-level skill card, we can buy a B-level skill. Let's see how the skills we've been farming these past few days are doing, and if we find a suitable B-level skill, we'll get it."