Superman's End Manual

The seven siblings looked at each other, and finally, they all turned their gaze to their father, who was sitting on the sofa smoking.

"You bunch of brats, I'll reimburse you." Ke Youqing said disdainfully, lighting another cigarette. "I'll just find some leftovers from lunch at home. You guys go ahead."

Ke Xiaomo asked, "So what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever," Ke Yinzhi replied casually, fiddling with her phone. "Let's hear what the kids have to say."

“If Dad reimburses us, then we should at least have a Wellington steak for everyone,” Ke Mingye suggested.

“Lobster,” Bai Ziling said.

“Panda,” Ke Yongzhu said.

Ke Youqing turned his head, about to say that he was really trying to eat him out of house and home, but before he could say anything, the seven children had already put on their shoes and gone out.

He rested his arm on the back of the sofa, lit a cigarette with a lighter, and took a deep drag: "These kids are such a handful."

The seven people took the elevator downstairs and had only just stepped out of their homes.

Ke Mingye stood behind his eldest and second eldest brothers, walking quietly in the middle, and looked up from his phone screen.

As the sun dipped westward, a spiraling contrail stretched across the crimson sunset. The setting sun slowly sank into the city's afterglow, and everyone's faces were shrouded in the flickering twilight.

It looks like it would crumble into a puddle of foam if you just touched it.

"What are you spacing out about?" Bai Ziling tugged at his sleeve.

"It's nothing." Ke Mingye lowered his eyes and met her gaze. "I was just thinking that after we grow up, we will all go our separate ways. Will we still be able to get together like this in the future?"

"It's starting, it's starting to get sentimental. Just as the books said, teenagers in puberty become sentimental."

Ke Yongzhu put her arms behind her head, yawned, and mumbled something.

"You're asking for a beating again, aren't you, little kid?"

Ke Mingye chuckled and reached out to ruffle his hair roughly.

Bai Qiuwu listened to their conversation, turned to look at Ke Yongzhu, and asked with amusement, "You're mocking others, aren't you going through puberty in a couple of years?"

“Exactly,” Bai Ziling said.

“That’s how elementary school students are,” Bai Zini said.

"Let's go, you guys talk too much nonsense."

"Fine, whoever speaks first is a pig."

"you……"

"pig."

"pig."

"The pigs have appeared."

"He really is a pig."

Amidst the soft whispers, seven long, narrow shadows stretched by the setting sun slowly receded into the twilight, like a gradually lengthening distant view in a movie.

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Chapter 69 Anti-dog, what are you doing, anti-dog!

After having dinner at Hongge Food Street, it was already dark. The group took the subway back to the old Jingmai neighborhood and walked home.

As Ke Mingye walked, he suddenly noticed that his second brother, who was walking ahead, had stopped. So he looked up at Ke Xiaomo's profile and then followed his gaze to the corner of the street.

The next second, Ke Mingye froze on the spot.

"Holy shit... what the hell is going on? Bai Zini just messed with me, and now it's your turn to mess with me, huh..." he thought, utterly shocked.

In the distance, a figure wearing a stag hat, a coat, and a mask was standing in front of the vending machine.

The vending machine's internal light source faintly illuminated his face, but unfortunately, it was completely covered up, making it impossible to see his features.

At this moment, he was observing this side with a discreet gaze, holding a bottle of orange juice in his hand, the glasses under his hat brim reflecting the light.

"This idiotic outfit definitely belongs to the anti-dog faction, but what's he doing here?"

"Oh no, does he think he won't be discovered by Second Brother if he observes from such a distance? If so, he's doomed. How can he escape once Second Brother has him on his radar... Second Brother's tracking skills are said to be second in the world, and there aren't many people who dare to claim to be number one."

Ke Mingye's brain felt like a ball of yarn that had fallen to the ground, his thoughts spreading out like lines, stretching forward in a chaotic and endless manner.

Various possibilities played out in his mind, but without exception...

In his imagined ending, the anti-dogs would certainly not have a good fate.

I'll either die at the hands of my eldest brother, or at the hands of my second brother, or even faster, I'll be captured and taken back to the Bureau of Abnormal Control for torture and dissection, and maybe they'll even expose my information in the process... If my eldest and second brothers combine this information, won't they be able to find out my true identity right away?

Ke Xiaomo turned away from the vending machine, looked at her younger siblings behind her, and said calmly, "There's a vending machine over there. Do any of you want a drink? I'll go buy one."

Are you sure you're going to buy drinks and not to arrest someone? Ke Mingye's eye twitched slightly. He knew that Ke Xiaomo had already noticed that the anti-dog was secretly observing them.

Ke Mingye lowered his head, staring at his phone, and was the first to speak: "Cola."

"Add one Coke."

"Plus two."

"Sprite."

"pulsation."

"I don't need to," Ke Yinzhi said, fiddling with her phone. "Then I'll take them home first, and you can catch up after you buy the drinks."

"Seriously, there's a supermarket right near my house, why do I have to buy it from a vending machine?"

Ke Mingye stared at his phone, speaking casually to Ke Xiaomo, trying his best to cover for the anti-dogs.

At the same time, he mentally activated the communication panel and opened the discussion group page.

Ke Mingye's fingers peeked out slightly, hesitating whether to type in the discussion group to remind the anti-dogs to run away quickly.

He thought to himself: The anti-dog has already been discovered by the second brother. If I don't run now, it will be too late... But if I type on the player panel, wouldn't that be the same as directly telling him that I am the player "Failed Man"?

Fortunately, without his reminder, Anti-Dog seemed to have realized something was wrong. He turned around, holding the bottle of orange juice, and slowly walked into the corner of the street, out of Ke Xiaomo's sight.

"The supermarket near my house has been closed for the past two days. The owner is busy, so I'll buy my things here."

As Ke Xiaomo spoke, she moved toward the vending machine.

"Um, do you need me to get your drinks? Can you carry all these bottles by yourself?"

Ke Mingye shrugged and continued asking.

"No need. I just grabbed a bag when I left the restaurant. You can put it in here. You and the others can go home first."

Ke Xiaomo said without turning his head.

Oh no, this is all damn bad. What can I do? I can't just keep pestering my second brother and preventing him from getting through, can I? You traitor, what are you doing? Aren't you asking for death?

Did he actually find out my identity, or was he just unlucky enough to run into my family on the street? Could I really be that unlucky...?

Ke Mingye glanced at Ke Xiaomo's back, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He thought to himself, "It's come to this. You might as well wash your neck and prepare to die. This is the most I can do for you."

"Let's go first, the game is about to start tonight, it would be a shame to miss it."

Ke Yinzhi smiled and said this as she led her younger siblings away from the street.

Ke Mingye put his hands in his coat pockets and walked forward while looking up at the dark night sky.

His eyes darted around, and he was quite certain that by tomorrow morning, he would receive a death notice from the player "Anti-Dog".

Fanquan is already a dead man.

An hour ago, in a dimly lit rented room in an urban village.

The curtains inside were drawn tightly, and only a cool-toned table lamp was on.

By the light of the desk lamp, Anti-Dog sat at the table flipping through a booklet containing information about superhumans that he had entered while watching live streams on the dark web.

"When Spider-Man first posted a message in the discussion group, he said something like, 'How many superhumans do you have in your family?'... At the time, I was very confused, but looking back now, this question shows that there is at least one superhuman in his family, otherwise he would not have subconsciously asked that question."

"During the afternoon conversation, he said that his situation was very dangerous, and that anyone around him could kill him. This further indicates that there are at least two superhumans in his family, and... these superhumans are not weak, at least not the harmless kind, otherwise he would not need to worry."

As Fan Quan flipped through the booklet, he muttered to himself.

"The number of superhumans who are active in this region, whether they are villains or heroes, is actually not that many if you filter them out."

"The villains include the World Serpent, the Fly Immortal, and others... However, because of the Blue Crow, the criminal organizations around Beijing are basically scattered. Besides, if Spider Man was born into a criminal family, he can simply run away if he wants. Those villains can't just openly search for him, since their identities are still in Spider Man's hands..."

"Thinking about it this way, if we turn our attention to righteous characters, some common active figures include Mo Xiejia, Jiu Jianfeng, Tai Chi Master, Magical Girl Rainbow, Magical Girl Maple, Blue Raven, Black Wukong, and others..."

"The writer, real name: Ma Yingchuan, combat strength B-..."

"Jiu Jianfeng, real name: Ma Linye, combat strength: B-level..."

"Tai Chi Master, real name: Gu Linchun, combat strength: A-..."

"Blue Raven, real name Ke Youqing, combat strength A+..."

The anti-dog's gaze lingered on the blue crow for a moment.

“Apart from Blue Raven, there are basically no people with the surname Ke among the resident heroes and magical girls around Beijing. This surname is not common.” Anti-Dog thought, “Speaking of the surname ‘Ke’… it was mentioned in the previous system report that the personnel from the Anomaly Control Bureau who killed those two American players was named ‘Ke Yinzhi’.”