Superman's End Manual

"Judging from the association's underground structure, the nuclear bomb activation device could only be hidden on the 50th floor at the bottom of the Superhero Association..."

With that thought in mind, Blue Raven shut down his tablet and sped to the first floor of the Superhero Association building. He then entered a secret passage accessible only to senior agents.

At the end of the elevator, board a machine that leads underground. There is a rectangular hacking device on the control panel. Press the "50th basement level" option.

As the device gradually emitted a chilling blue light, the elevator seemed to have gone out of control and plummeted rapidly, its edges rubbing against the air and generating violent sparks.

When the elevator doors opened, what came into Qingya's view was a long corridor that seemed to have no end, and a tightly sealed infrared protective net.

He slightly raised his right hand, and a storm of crows swept forward from his sleeve, darting through the passageway like lightning.

Immediately, he switched places with one of the crows, becoming part of the flock, and shot forward into the tunnel like a giant black python crawling forward.

With a deafening roar, the giant python formed by the flock of crows continued to rampage, shedding its flesh under the laser beams fired from both sides of the passage, but the lasers never managed to reach its internal organs.

When the blue crow stood at the end of the passageway, behind it lay the corpses of hundreds of crows, piled up like a river.

He took a deep breath and lifted the second hacking device, installing it in the center of the iron gate in front of him. As the device glowed red, the iron gate unlocked and opened wide.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten guards with ferocious expressions raised their guns, pulled the triggers, and unleashed a barrage of bullets at Blue Raven's body.

The crow vanished from its spot in an instant. At the same time, a smoke grenade exploded on the ground, and layers of smoke enveloped the entire passageway, with flocks of crows constantly appearing and disappearing in the fog.

The ten guards fired wildly at the dappled crows in the smoke, which ultimately led to a scene of fratricide, with bullets piercing their own men's bodies.

Before long, all ten guards fell down.

Seeing this, the crow descended from the ceiling and quickly walked towards the second metal door on the floor of the passageway. This door was so complex that it could not be cracked using any hacking devices.

He then controlled ten crows to fly out from his cloak, each crow carrying a rectangular block of high-tech explosive in its beak.

As Qingya retreated, he manipulated the ten crows forward, then raised his cloak to cover half of his face. The next moment, the bodies of the ten crows were torn apart by the flames of the explosives, and a pillar of fire shot into the sky, spreading through the passageway and stopping just an inch in front of Qingya, turning his black mask bright red.

In the hazy smoke, the blue crow slowly moved forward and finally saw a room filled with electronic screens, like an electronic cocoon.

Li Qingyao, the president of the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei Association branch, sat slumped in a swivel chair like a corpse, his hands clasped together, holding a now-dimmed detonator.

The crow strode closer, checked his breath with its finger, then gently lifted the detonator with the crow's hand, squinting as it examined it.

Finally, I looked up at the hundreds of screens inside this electronic cocoon.

At this moment, every screen is displaying the same scene.

The sky was shrouded in dark, gray clouds, and the ground beneath our feet trembled in the rain. A colossal machine stood silently on the launch pad, its cold metal casing gleaming faintly.

Suddenly, the protective shield slowly opened, and the warning lights around the missile launch pad began flashing wildly, painting the world with a dazzling and menacing light. The sirens blared, their piercing sound shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

A deep hum followed, and white smoke began to billow from the missile's exhaust nozzle, gradually thickening.

A countdown began to appear on the screen.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The flames beneath the missile grew increasingly intense, smoke rapidly spreading outwards, and the surrounding steel structures creaked under the scorching heat.

"Seven, six, five..."

A deafening roar came from the launch pad, thick smoke billowed up, the ground began to shake violently, and the surrounding observation equipment trembled slightly.

"Four, three, two..."

As the countdown ticked away, the missile engine erupted in crimson flames, shooting out with tremendous force that shook the entire launch pad. Flames and thick smoke billowed into the sky.

"One, zero."

In that instant, the missile seemed to break free from the constraints of gravity, piercing through the smoke and flames, slowly detaching from the launch pad, gradually accelerating, and hurtling straight towards the sky. The enormous roar shook the earth, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

The flames ejected from the missile's tail pierced the gray sky, leaving a long trail of smoke, like a coiled dragon.

Thick smoke swirled in the rain, gradually dissipating. The missile grew smaller and smaller, eventually disappearing into the clouds.

The deafening roar gradually faded away, and plum blossom-shaped plum blossom smoke lingered in the air for a long time.

"One step too late..."

Watching this scene, Qingya muttered to himself with a gloomy expression, then took out his phone from his cloak, opened the Superhero Association's most secretive official software, and sent a message to someone unknown.

A few minutes ago, in the midst of extreme chaos in the city surrounding Beijing, in the old Jingmai neighborhood.

Four men and a horse were slowly making their way through the middle of the street, as if traversing a wilderness. Madmen were everywhere, yet those strange figures obediently gave way to them, clearing a path for them.

“That white-haired vampire is just ahead.” Stroll said slowly, sitting on the back of a blue horse. “Be careful. Although we need to finish this quickly, we can retreat temporarily if we encounter a difficult situation.”

“Retreat… You only have a few days left. We have no room to retreat. This time, we must find that vampire.” Flinx, wearing a vest and shorts, said in a deep voice.

“There are still a few days left, aren’t there?” Stroll laughed. “This isn’t the last chance.”

"Our Luo Luo is optimistic."

Howard, wearing a denim jacket, said he was sitting on horseback, wiping his two pistols as he rode.

Link put away his longbow and suddenly asked, "That memory artifact you mentioned, it must be fake, right?"

Sterling nodded: "Yes, we need to confirm that he doesn't need the prop at all. I used my authority as the branch president of the Superhero Association to search through the racial database for people living in the Huanjing City area who have the 'white hair' feature."

She paused, then continued, "Then I discovered, well, many old people also have white hair... The prophecy didn't tell me the vampire's age. If he's an old man, then it's not surprising that he has 'white hair.' If that's the case, then there are too many people who need to care."

"Finally, I took a chance and temporarily filtered out the elderly age group. There were still hundreds of people outside of that group. Then I screened them one by one, first excluding those who lived alone and those who had been away from home during this period. In the end, there were still more than thirty people left. In the past ten days, we also contacted about twenty people to confirm, and after eliminating them one by one, we found that... the target might actually be the person I had initially ignored, Bai Ziling."

"Why did you rule her out in the first place?" Link continued to ask.

“Because I was really shocked when I first saw her father’s name. Can you believe it? Her father is the famous Blue Raven, while her mother is just an ordinary person,” Stroll complained. “Vampire genes should be inherited from generation to generation, but she was born into such a family.”

"So, her mother might be a vampire?"

“You mean, the infamous Blue Raven would marry a vampire and be unaware that one of his children is a ‘Player’?” Stroll said. “That’s a bit sensational. I ruled that out at the time, but I never expected that we’d come full circle and end up excluding the very person we were looking for… What a miscalculation. Logically, Blue Raven couldn’t possibly be unaware of the existence of ‘Players,’ and I underestimated Ke Mingye’s abilities. I didn’t expect that as a Player, he could have managed to stay hidden under Blue Raven’s control for so long.”

Stroll smiled. "I've been thinking, the Dice Monster is connected to this player, and the Dice Monster wants me to kill Blue Owl, what's the purpose of all this... Then it suddenly occurred to me, there's a white-haired girl in the Raven's family, and this Blue Owl is a superhero who debuted by imitating the Raven. This is too much of a coincidence, it seems... everything is connected, and in the end, everyone points the finger at this family, and coincidentally, there's an albino girl in their family, it wouldn't make sense if this girl wasn't that vampire."

"Then how do you determine who that player is?"

“In the player discussion group, you can see when each player joined the discussion group. That player joined the Huanjing discussion group a month ago. I checked with the guild leader's privileges. At that time, Ke Xiaomo and Ke Yinzhi were not in this city, but at the university.”

Stroe paused for a moment, then continued, "Then I investigated Ke Mingye. It turned out that he was still in school those two days, but even with the association president's authority, he couldn't access the school's surveillance footage because all the school's surveillance footage had been deleted during those days. This was somewhat of a cover-up."

"why?"

“I don’t know. Maybe Spider-Man has a hacker backing him up. To avoid exposing clues, he had that hacker delete the surveillance footage…” Stroll said as she thought. “The most crucial thing is that when the Dice Monster first appeared, he was wearing a uniform from Huanjing Third High School. That’s the strangest thing… Doesn’t that just prove the connection between Ke Mingye and the Dice Monster?”

"Of course, there is another person in their family who is in the school where the surveillance cameras were tampered with. That girl is called 'Bai Qiuwu', but as I said before, she is Black Wukong... so it can be confirmed that she is not a player."

"After filtering through all of the above, I found that only Ke Mingye fit the criteria. He is most likely the player, but I am not sure yet because it is all just speculation and there is no concrete evidence. But just now, I used two consecutive tests to make him indirectly admit that he is the player."

“I see,” Link said. “I was wondering why I’d never heard of that memory gadget you mentioned.”

“I was just teasing him. You have to use a bit more trickery with smart people. His reaction confirmed my suspicions… I never imagined he actually had four identities. He’s really pulling off a big stunt,” Stroll remarked.

“That makes sense.” Link crossed his arms. “So that boy really did have a vampire oath mark on him?”

“That’s true, I didn’t realize it until I got closer to him,” Stroll said. “So I was even more certain that he was the player.”

As she spoke, Sterling sighed softly, "But this family is truly a den of dragons and crouching tigers. When we arrived in this neighborhood yesterday afternoon, if we hadn't happened to run into them buying cakes, we probably wouldn't have known that they actually had a dragon in their house, and it was an A++ level dragon at that. It's absolutely terrifying. We have no choice but to take a step back and make further plans. If we don't lure some of their family members away, even with Flinx there, we might not be able to break through their defenses."

She paused for a moment: "Especially that Blue Raven, I think he's the most dangerous one. But right now he should be busy to death with that nuclear bomb and doesn't have time to deal with us. We need to find that vampire before the nuclear bomb explodes."

Link said, "So... Ke Mingye's true form is currently hiding in this neighborhood?"

“Very likely.” Stroll gazed at the wrecked old Jingmai Street.

She thought for a moment and then said, "Anyway, our target isn't him, but that vampire."

“That’s true.” Link glanced at her. “You don’t seem to really want to be his enemy.”

“I always feel like we’re the same kind of people…” Stroll said softly, “though he won’t admit it.”

"What brat dares to get on our Luo Luo's good side? He's asking for it." Howard blew on the muzzle of his gun and sneered.

Sterling chuckled softly and said, "By the way, Link, Flint, Howard, before we start the battle, let me ask you one last time: do you really believe I am Sterling?"

"Of course, otherwise I would have killed you immediately," Link said, ruffling her hair.

“You are…our family,” Flinks said expressionlessly.

“Lolo’s talking nonsense again,” Howard chuckled mischievously. “If you’re not Stelo, then who is?”

“Then what is Ke Mingye…?” Stroll tilted her head. “And what are the other players?”

“I don’t know,” Link said, “but if their existence makes it impossible for you to continue living, then they are my enemies.”

“Do you think it’s possible… that he was originally from this world?” Stroll suddenly said.

"Just like you?"

“Well, don’t you think I just had another memory implanted in my brain?” Stroll said. “Of course, it’s also possible that the players are divided into two parts: one part is the native inhabitants whose memories were implanted, and the other part is the souls from parallel worlds that replaced one of the native inhabitants of this world.”

She paused, then said, "Ke Mingye, he might be like me, one of the former."

“At least I think you’re the former. You’re no different from the Stelo I used to know… from your body language, micro-gestures, and facial expressions to your personality, you’re exactly the same.” Link looked at her sideways. “Don’t overthink it. We still have a battle to fight later.”

"Thank you for believing me, Link."

Upon hearing this, Steller leaned off her horse and gently embraced her.

That afternoon, in a room on the second floor of the Bai Ke family residence.

Ke Yinzhi yawned, slowly raised his eyelids, and woke up. He moved the book that was covering his face, looked up at the ceiling, and realized that he had been sitting on the floor, pressed against the wall, for a long time.

Suddenly, he heard a noise coming from outside the French windows, so he put down the Bible he was holding. He stretched, turned his head, and glanced outside out of the corner of his eye.