Superman's End Manual

"Oh, okay! Then you can go out now, I'll buy it later! Also, it's raining outside, remember to bring an umbrella!"

As Bai Zini spoke, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned around from the entrance, quickly went upstairs to the second floor, and rushed into the room.

She frowned deeply, took the folding umbrella from her bed, locked the door, and turned to open the window.

Grasping the umbrella handle, the girl's figure was instantly enveloped in cocoon light. As the cocoon light shattered, the magical girl Ash appeared amidst the scattered halos of light. She crouched and leaped over the windowsill, opening her umbrella as she plummeted through the air.

The magical ripples, shimmering with magnificent colors, spread out like ocean waves, carrying the girl in the falling gothic dress into the sky like a gray spear piercing the rain curtain.

Under the gray sky, the magical girl Ash, holding up her magic umbrella Cinderella, was about to fly at full speed to the Superhero Building when she suddenly sensed something was wrong. So she lowered her eyes and looked down.

Soon, she saw that the entire Old Jingmai neighborhood, and even the whole city, was exhibiting a chilling and bizarre phenomenon.

Despite the torrential rain, the streets were still packed with people.

Their eyes were vacant, their expressions ferocious, and they muttered repetitive phrases as they walked the streets like zombies, vandalizing buildings and vehicles along the way.

Whenever they encounter a normal person, they rush out, grab him, pin him down, and then spit out black worms from their mouths, forcefully stuffing them down his throat amidst screams.

Under such brutal acts, one human being after another is assimilated by the parasite, transformed into a frenzied cultist, marching through the streets chanting the same slogans.

It was as if the sluice gates of a reservoir in the sky had been opened, and thousands of tons of rainwater were forcefully cascading down the earth, yet the entire city remained shrouded in smog, as if demons were dancing wildly.

Looking to the left, a passerby was being eaten by parasites; looking to the right, the roar of a car explosion echoed, followed by flames rising into the air.

Magical Girl Ash was dumbfounded, not knowing where to turn her gaze, because riots were happening everywhere.

"A zombie crisis... this is..." she murmured.

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Chapter 201 Major Event Two: Vampire Hunters (Part Four)

"Speaking of which, are your hunter friends nearby?" Blue Owl asked casually.

Stroll did not respond, but simply lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the picture book.

"Fine. If you're not going to talk to me, then don't. But it seems you didn't get to see the Dice Monster."

With that, the blue owl looked away from her. It drooped its head and closed its eyes to rest again.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

After saying that, Stroll looked up from the book, put the fairy tale picture book aside, turned the wheels with both hands to move the wheelchair forward, and slid down a ramp to the next level.

Blue Owl, his arms dangling from the pillar, heard Stroll's words, raised his head slightly, looked at her profile, and said, "Uh, should I say please go ahead?"

"No need for that. You're a dead man, there's no need to be so formal."

Sterling's sarcasm drifted from the floors below, growing ever more distant.

Blue Owl sighed, glancing around. He thought to himself that at the speed his father and second brother were, it shouldn't take long for them to arrive. He suggested they check the situation first. If they could win, they could kill the enemy outright. If not, they could rescue him first and then call for reinforcements. Once his eldest brother and the A-level heroes from the association arrived, the enemy would have no chance of winning.

A moment later, Strowl pushed her wheelchair back to this floor. She sat in the corner not far from Blue Owl, continuing to flip through the fairy tale book.

Blue Owl asked, "By the way, what exactly is that pattern on your arm?"

“It’s called the ‘Vampire Oath’,” Stroll said, her head bowed.

Will that thing kill you?

"Yes, so I need a vampire's heart."

Stro paused for a moment, then said casually, "You know what? I only found out yesterday that there's another person in this city who carries the vampire oath."

As she spoke, she slightly curled the corners of her mouth, "I have to say, it really does live up to that Chinese joke, 'You don't know until you see it, and once you do, you'll be shocked.'"

"Another holder of a vampire oath?" Blue Owl asked in a strange tone.

He thought to himself, "It seems like my sister is the only vampire in this city. Gastro said there's another unlucky guy around Beijing who's been given a vampire oath. It's impossible that the vampire oath on that other unlucky guy was inscribed by my sister, right?"

Sterling replied, “Yes. This oath draws blood from me regularly, and the amount drawn increases as I age. It’s like raising a pig; at first, they just scrape off your skin and fat, and then once you’re fattened up, they slaughter you, roast you, and serve you.”

As she spoke, she looked up from her book. "However, the vampire oath that person has is different from mine, or rather... completely opposite to mine."

"Completely...the opposite?"

The blue owl spoke slowly and deliberately, her tone filled with doubt.

“That’s right. The oath mark on his body is hidden. It doesn’t appear under normal circumstances, and he might not even notice it himself. But this oath mark can send a notification to the vampire who placed the oath mark on him when he is in danger, like a protective measure.”

Stroll paused slightly at this point, then continued.

"Furthermore, when he enters a near-death state, the vampire will transfer some of her blood to him to prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss... In fact, if the vampire wants, she can transplant her heart into him at the moment of his death, bringing him back to life. After all, his body will be accustomed to her blood by then, so it won't be abrupt to insert a heart directly."

Wait a minute, what kind of weird setting is this?

Upon hearing this, the blue owl paused for a few seconds before asking in a calm tone, "Oh, vampires have such oaths? Don't they treat humans as prey?"

“Who knows?” Stroll said. “This has really broadened my horizons. I used to think that vampires were all evil creatures who treated humans as prey, but now it seems that there really are vampires with humanity in the world. This vampire sister is so gentle, isn’t she?”

Blue Owl was silent for a moment: "So, have you found it? Who is this human who was marked with the oath?"

"you guess?"

How am I supposed to guess?

“Your true form,” Stroll said softly.

Mist grass?

what's the situation?

Wait a minute, is she bluffing?

Blue Owl was stunned. He continued to feign ignorance while thinking, "My true form, what are you talking about?"

“Isn’t that right? He looks exactly like you,” Stroll said. “At the moment when he was about twenty meters away from you, my vampire oath made me sense you.”

Huh? I actually have a vampire oath mark on me? Could it be that Ziling secretly put a curse on me?

Cold sweat beaded on the blue owl's forehead as it thought to itself.

"You must be mistaken?" he asked.

"Could I be mistaken?"

He thought for a moment and then said, "Let's put aside whether that person is me or not, why can your vampire oath sense the oath on his body, but his oath cannot sense yours?"

"Because the oath mark on his body is hidden, he himself cannot perceive it, let alone someone like me."

Blue Owl remained silent, refraining from responding for the time being to avoid revealing any flaws. He wasn't sure if Steller was testing him; after all, Steller was a real actress, and the two of them had been exchanging acting tips for quite some time.

Stroll said calmly, "You were picking up a cake at a bakery, right? Link and I originally wanted to take you away. But Link said the kid next to you was very strong, and it was difficult to fight him or even follow him, so we let you go."

Cake shop...

It seems she really did run into him.

Is the child she's talking about Yongzhu? Luckily, the elementary school student was next to me when I went to buy the cake, otherwise my true form would have been captured by Gastro.

The blue owl breathed a sigh of relief, but was secretly alarmed.

“It’s a pity. If there had been more of us, we could have taken you away. But… although we couldn’t capture you, I used an item on you before leaving,” Stroll said. “I just bought this item from the store a few days ago. It allows me to say a few keywords and then access some memory images in your mind.”

She paused, then said jokingly, "I mentioned the keywords 'vampire,' 'family,' and 'player.' Guess what I saw in your mind?"

The blue owl was silent for a moment, then slowly raised its eyes to look at her and asked dismissively.

"What do you see?"

“I’ve seen so much, so much. There’s a reason that vampire girl trusted you so much,” Stroll said. “From your perspective, this family is really nice. She was innocent too, she shouldn’t have died at my hands, right?”

The blue owl remained silent, avoiding her gaze.

"Speaking of which, your acting is really good, Spider-Man... Oh no, you have other names too, 'Dice Monster,' 'Blue Owl,' 'Ke Mingye,' but I don't know which name to use to address you. Or rather... who do you really think you are? Who do you really accept yourself as?"

Sterling rested her chin on her hand and spoke calmly.

"Although I guessed that the player was you, and that the Dice Monster was probably related to you, I have to say, I never even thought for a second that the Dice Monster was actually you."

Blue Owl tried to shrug, but his body was too tightly bound by chains, so he could only tilt his head. "I don't understand what you're saying. I knew you were right when you said 'players are all schizophrenic'."

"You know what? The fact that I can't send you a friend request means that the thing here isn't your real self."

Stro ignored his words and continued, "And since Blue Owl and Dice Monster have appeared in the same interface multiple times, it proves that you can control at least one puppet."

She paused for a moment: "In a way, we are quite similar."

“I don’t think we’re similar in any way,” Blue Owl said. “But if you’ve imagined a character and projected me into that character, and then say we’re similar, then I can only say that you’re already immersed in your own world, and no amount of rebuttal will change that.”

“That’s just your opinion; the fact is we are very similar,” Stroll said. “When I was reading memories related to the keyword ‘family,’ I saw some scenes of you before you came here. You are just like me… The expression on your face when you were buying that cake for that girl didn’t seem fake.”

"Have you stopped talking nonsense?"

“As a patient, I’ve known since I was a child how to pretend to be optimistic in front of my parents, how to read other people’s expressions. Believe me… I know more about acting than you do.” Stroll paused. “So I know you’re not acting. We’re the same, Ke Mingye.”

"When did I say I was acting? Don't let your delusions get too serious. Don't get yourself into a mental orgasm."

"If you want to continue deceiving yourself, then so be it."

"So... what do you want me to say?"

“So, let’s cooperate,” Stroll said calmly. “You can temporarily leave this family and travel the world with me, Link, Flinx, and the others. By the way, find those one hundred players within a year and kill them all.”