Superman's End Manual

[Boss Chef Zombie's HP: 64% → 6%]

The chef zombie was bathing in a gushing fountain of blood, roaring furiously from deep within its throat. If it wasn't defeated within seven seconds, it would rise again, so the two main damage dealers were desperately attacking it.

Ke Mingye was probably the only one with nothing to do at this time. He used spider silk to hang himself from the ceiling and quietly thought about what he could do.

You can't exactly run over and punch this zombie twice, can you?

The damage dealt that way might be less than one percent, and it could also have negative effects—once you enter Qingmeng's barrage range, it would affect her shooting accuracy.

Not to mention using the "Calamity Dice," it wouldn't be surprising if throwing that thing in this situation wiped out your teammates.

Just then, Ke Mingye suddenly noticed that the chef zombie had a self-destructing zombie tied to its waist with a pork knuckle. So he raised an eyebrow, and just as the unconscious time was about to end, he used spider silk to tie the head of the self-destructing zombie and pulled it outwards with all his might, as if pulling the pin of a grenade.

His physical fitness has now reached 18 points, exceeding the level of an average teenager. Plus, the head of that exploding zombie was loose, so with this pull…

It actually broke.

"Oh!"

The exploding zombie's body rapidly heated up and cracked, then burst into flames that completely engulfed the chef zombie's lower body.

[Final Strike!!! (The final blow!!!)]

[Boss Chef Zombie's HP: 6% → 0%]

"Uh, to be honest, wouldn't you say I stole someone's kill?"

As Ke Mingye pondered this, he slid down the spider silk and timidly landed on the ground.

He turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the other teammates looked at him calmly, without any anger in their eyes, and Orange Peel even smiled at him.

[This dungeon raid is a success. The current damage breakdown is shown below.]

【NO.1——[An Inexplicable Dream]★MVP: 61% of damage dealt】

[NO.2 - Good Orange Peel: 33% Damage Percentage]

[NO.3 - The Failed Man: 6% Damage Percentage]

[NO.4 - Anti-Dog: Damage percentage 0% (This player will soon be subject to AFK detection)]

[Detecting player "Anti-Dog" as an AFK user...]

[Test complete. The player's "Anti-Dog" ability, besides dealing damage, has significant effects and the AFK penalty has been lifted.]

[Congratulations to all players for successfully defeating Dungeon #5 in the Beijing Ring Road area – "Zombie Chase"! Commemorative cards have been added to each player's dungeon collection.]

[Current progress of completing dungeons around Beijing: (1 out of 100)]

[In five minutes, players will return to the real world. Please prepare accordingly...]

I've been recommended for promotion in the third round; that's really not easy.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 41 Post-War Settlement

Shortly after the chef zombie died, its bloated body was stained with blood and turned into a black statue, like solidified embers, standing motionless in the center of the supermarket.

The single, dilapidated light bulb on the ceiling was now the only source of light, crackling intermittently, and sparks of electricity flashed and disappeared in the darkness, swallowed up by the blood-smelling air.

The four players sat down against a cold wall.

Their eyes were fixed on the panel in front of them, their fingers skillfully swiping across the screen, quickly checking the loot from instance 5.

[You will be leaving the instance in two minutes. Instance rewards have been sent to each player's inventory. Please confirm receipt...]

[You have obtained the standard completion rewards for Dungeon #5: 1. 3000 Shop Coins; 2. 1500 Experience Points; 3. One "E-Grade Equipment" lottery ticket; 4. One-time summon card - "Self-Destructing Zombie".]

Your level has increased to Lv.4 (0 points/2000 points), and you have gained one attribute point that you can allocate freely.

[Attribute points have been added to "Physical Fitness," and your "Physical Fitness" attribute has been increased to 19 points.]

Ke Mingye closed the panel and looked ahead.

Before dying, the chef zombie vomited a solid mass of blood that stuck stickily to the pillar.

At this moment, the solidified blood, like a slowly melting block of ice, occasionally slid down in one or two drops, making a dripping sound on the ground.

They had just inspected the large hole deep inside the supermarket, the place where the chef zombie had emerged, and found nothing inside except a giant, throbbing heart.

After gesturing to the three of them with his eyes, Ke Mingye shot out a spider silk from his right hand, which stuck to the heart and slowly pulled it outward.

The next moment, the heart exploded, splattering everyone with blood. They thought some rare item would drop, so they pinched their noses and bent down to rummage through the pool of blood.

In the end, nothing was gained.

Having lost both their wife and their troops, they now look utterly wretched, covered in blood that they can't even wipe clean.

However, once the dungeon is successfully completed, it cannot be re-entered. It would be such a pity to miss any hidden levels. With this in mind, I investigated the dungeon and was finally able to put my mind at ease.

At this moment, Ke Mingye had the doll sit cross-legged on the ground and broke the silence by speaking first.

"Are you all alright?"

"It's nothing." Orange Peel turned to him and smiled. "Shouldn't we be asking you? Its hatred was basically all directed at you the whole time?"

“Nothing’s wrong. I think we should be more worried about the punk girl,” Ke Mingye said.

"I'm warning you, don't call me Punk Girl anymore. If this body hadn't been originally a Punk Girl, I wouldn't need to work so hard to fit that persona every day."

As Qingmeng spoke, she gave him a cold, sidelong glance.

"Personality largely depends on experiences, and memories from your past life also count as experiences. So it's not surprising that you were influenced by her and gradually became a punk girl."

The anti-dog sat on an overturned shelf, looking at the Bible in his hand, and spoke without looking up.

He paused for a moment: "Also, it doesn't matter if you get injured in the dungeon, because you'll be completely healed when you return to reality."

“Okay,” Qingmeng said, “Since it doesn’t matter, can I shoot you in the head?”

"random."

"Tch, what a freak."

Qingmeng stopped looking at him and, while talking, disassembled the pistol in her hand, practicing the gun assembly process with her head down.

In the player panel, "general skills" such as "cooking skills" and "gun handling" all have a proficiency progress. The higher the proficiency, the higher the level of the general skill.

If you want to improve your level in the general skill of "firearm handling", there is no other way than "firing". Practicing the disassembly and assembly of firearms is also a good method.

"Punk girl, can you please stop scaring me like that?" Ke Mingye said. "Shooting him in the head won't kill him, but it'll still hurt, right?"

"So what? It's not like he'll never get shot again. Let him get used to it as soon as possible," Qingmeng said.

“That’s how it has to be.” Anti-Dog said expressionlessly. “I suggest you all take advantage of the time while you’re still in the dungeon to experience the thrill of pain, so that you won’t give up your chance in real combat when you can still struggle because you can’t bear the pain. For example, if you lose an arm, you can still run, but if you just kneel on the ground clutching your severed arm and screaming, then you’re done for.”

"Makes sense."

The orange peel nodded and echoed the sentiment.

In our past lives, we were all just ordinary working people or students. If we were to actually fight those superheroes, even a minor scrape would probably make us wince in pain, let alone whether we could still think calmly after losing a hand or a foot.

Ke Mingye, in particular, was well aware of this. Based on his understanding of Qingya, he always felt that even if his father had a large gash in his stomach, he could still calmly think about what to do next.

If the enemy can do it, then we must do it too, otherwise what will we use to fight them?

Qingmeng pointed her index finger at the anti-dog, squinting at Ke Mingye as she said, "Do you know how weird this thing is?"

How bizarre is it?

Ke Mingye asked curiously, looking up at the cultural figure sitting on the shelf.

The orange peel answered the question for her, slowly recounting the story.

"On our way to Yandai Commercial Street today, we were harassed by a pair of beggars. We were going to give them two yuan, but Fan Quan said that wouldn't solve the problem. So we joined the two beggars and taught them how to beg in a more urban way, and then we would take a cut from them regularly. As a result, he was chased and cursed by the two beggars all the way."

Ke Mingye was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that this person was just a bookworm who was a bit cold-hearted, but he did not expect that this person had the potential to become a lunatic.

"He's not like a normal person."

Qingmeng shrugged, grumbling as she assembled the pistol with a "click-clack" sound.

“Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. I taught them how to beg for money to survive, so they won’t have to worry about food and drink anymore.” Fan Quan defended himself, “Their methods of begging are still the same as those in the countryside; they haven’t changed their thinking when they came to the city.”

"See? This is what happens when you read too many books."

Orange Peel, with her hands on the ground, did push-ups while teasing him.

“Right?” Qingmeng said.

"Yes." Ke Mingye nodded.

"If a skill that allows me to check my teammates' education level appeared in the store, I might consider buying it outright." Anti-Dog flipped through the pages of the book with his finger, speaking with a cold sarcasm.

"Alright." Orange Peel got up from the ground, clapped her hands, and said, "We're almost out of the dungeon, shall we all add each other as friends?"

"Do not."

The anti-dog refused decisively.

"Trying to be mysterious, huh, you cultured guy?" Orange Peel started calling him that too.

"Okay, then I'll keep it a secret too, and nobody else should add me," Ke Mingye said.

While he said this, he actually had his reasons for not adding the doll as a friend: the trick doll couldn't use the contact list, and adding friends required face-to-face interaction, which he couldn't very well have the real doll come all the way over.