Superman's End Manual

The anti-dog said, "He'll stay with you. I hope you won't leave him out and will try your best to integrate him into your organization."

The top male escort shrugged: "You still have leverage over me, so what can I say? I can only try my best to comply with your demands."

"So... do you really consider yourself a gigolo?" Fan Quan asked.

The top male escort gave him a puzzled look and said slowly, "Aren't you affected by the memories in your heads? ... During this time, I often can't tell who I am."

"It's alright, nothing special."

The anti-dog changed the subject and continued, "How many players are there in Tokyo in total?"

“Including me, there are three in total,” said the number one male escort. “We can set a time to meet again, and I’ll bring the other two along. I was just thinking about how to contact other players around the world, but I didn’t expect you guys to come knocking on my door so readily. It’s saved me a lot of trouble.”

“That’s perfect.” Anti-Dog replied without hesitation. “Leaving the orange peel here will add to your fighting strength. Otherwise, with only three of you, it will be difficult to fight dungeons.”

"So now there are only three of you left?"

“We have our own way,” the dog replied.

He thought to himself that when the smuggling boat arrived in Huanjing tomorrow, there would be two more players in Huanjing. Of course, one of the players seemed to be mentally unstable, and whether he could become a fighting force was debatable. He had to observe him for a while before making a conclusion.

"That's settled then, I should get back to work." The top male escort pondered for a moment, then slowly got up from the sofa. "Thanks to you guys, the whole bar needs a renovation today."

"Goodbye."

Fan Quan glanced at him, then walked out of the private room with the other three.

"How's my performance as a bodyguard going?" Ke Mingye asked casually as he put away his phone.

"That's quite convincing," Antidog commented casually.

Orange Peel turned to look at them, asking worriedly, "So, if I stay here, won't they shoot me?"

Ke Mingye comforted him, "It's okay. If that really happens, we'll definitely come back to collect your body and blow them all up while we're at it."

"It's a good thing that you're here. By following the anti-superhuman organization and racking up kills, your development speed is much faster than other players, and it's also safer."

Fan Quan adjusted his glasses and tucked the book into his arm.

"Alright, bye then." Orange Peel stopped and smiled.

"FD."

"Don't die."

"come on."

The three exchanged a few pleasantries and then left the Black Tengu Host Club. Orange Peel stood inside the club, watching their figures disappear into the drizzling rain.

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Chapter 85 Black Wukong X Dice Monster X Magical Girl Ashes (Part 1)

June 22, 1 p.m. Beijing time, Minato Ward, Tokyo.

After returning to Zhi Park, Ke Mingye and his group swiped their cards and boarded the train back to their starting point, the abandoned train station in the old Jingmai neighborhood.

After saying goodbye, the anti-dog disbanded the group, and the trickster doll left his spare phone with the supermarket owner in the old Beijing-Wheat Street area.

Then he boarded a bus and found a deserted alley in the neighboring city to detonate himself.

Not long after, Ke Mingye pretended to buy a drink and went downstairs to retrieve the spare phone.

He spent some time lying at home, watching the sky outside the window slowly change colors, from the bright midday sun to the setting sun at dusk, and then to the passing of the blood-red twilight, as the city welcomed another night.

At this time of year, the city experiences its unique charm, as countless heinous acts are born under the cover of night. In the dazzling metropolis, amidst the bustling crowds, criminals bare their fangs on a neon-lit stage, while superheroes are kept on the move.

After finishing his dinner, Ke Mingye went out for a walk alone and took the opportunity to release the trickster doll.

Before July 4th arrives, Ke Mingye needs to upgrade the "Calamity Dice" from D-rank to C-rank. At the same time, in order to raise the "Dice Monster's" wanted level on the Superhero Association's official website and achieve the main storyline node against "Blue Raven", he decides to throw a die on the streets of the city center to see the association's reaction.

Who knows, he might have caused a major incident, and the Superhero Association might have directly upgraded his wanted level from C to A?

So he had the trickster puppet wander through the bustling city on spider silk, and on the way, he stole a gong, a toy drum, and a drumstick from an antique shop on Yandai Commercial Street.

Then he went up to the top of the tower surrounding Beijing, sat on the railing of the exhibition stand, and fiddled with the gadgets in his hands in the night breeze.

Immediately afterwards, the sudden sound of gongs and drums attracted nearby tourists.

They all looked up, puzzled, at the gray humanoid figure sitting on the railing. Moonlight and the tower's glow mingled and poured over it, and even from dozens of meters away, its upturned mouth was still visible.

"Hey, I'm the Dice Monster. You should know me. I'm trending on social media today."

As he spoke, the puppet bent down, supporting his lower back, and casually placed the gong, drumsticks, and the toy drum that hadn't been used much on the floor of the display stand.

Then he turned around, his empty gaze looking down at the crowd at the bottom of the tower.

The doll swung its legs, tilted its head, and said, "I'm about to launch a terrorist attack here. I'll roll a die in twenty seconds, and I have no idea what will happen, so I advise you to stay away from here."

After saying that, it began to count down unilaterally: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

The countdown sounded in mid-air, and Ke Mingye turned the voice of the trickster doll up to the maximum, making it as loud as a loudspeaker, so that every number clearly reached the ears of the citizens.

This quickly triggered a herd mentality-like escape, with tourists near the Beijing Tower fleeing from the base of the tower amidst piercing screams.

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

Ke Mingye lowered his gaze, casually surveying the passersby on the street, while deliberately slowing down the pace of reciting the numbers, so that some people wouldn't be caught off guard and unable to evacuate.

After scanning the area to make sure no one was at the bottom of the tower, he unleashed his D-rank skill – [Calamity Dice].

A blood-red die appeared in his hand.

He picked up the dice, stretched his arm forward, and released his fingers, causing the dice to sink towards the bottom of the tower.

Then he slowly stood up, pushed off the railing with both feet, and disappeared into the neon-lit city. He then shot a spider web upwards, swaying in the night sky while holding onto the silk.

The howling cold wind pierced my cheeks like a knife, and a chilling notification sound rang in my ears.

The D-rank skill "Calamity Dice" has been used twice. This skill will undergo a qualitative change after being used a total of 10 times (progression: 2 times / 10 times)

The D-rank skill "Calamity Dice" has been released. The six events drawn from the event database this time are as follows:

Number 1: A giant sea turtle will climb the Huanjing Tower;

Number 2: A historically famous band of the dead appears, playing songs on the street;

Number 3: A giant mole emerges from the ground and begins digging holes in the street;

Number 4: The next rain;

Number 5: A group of mechanical giants will appear on the streets and begin their parade;

Number 6: Someone will pull the trigger on the back of your head.

"Hey, what the hell is it that someone would pull the trigger on the back of my head?" The trickster puppet raised a non-existent eyebrow.

thump...

Red and black metal dice fell rapidly from the sky and hit the ground with a crisp sound on the empty street.

The dice bounced off the ground, flying more than four meters at their highest point. This continued for two or three rounds before finally coming to a stop.

The number that finally lands on the side facing upwards is... ③.

[The event represented by number ③ has been triggered: A giant mole has emerged from underground and begun digging holes in the street.]

At this moment, the trickster puppet, in order to avoid being caught by the crows, had already moved far away from the Ring Tower, but could hear the sounds of an earthquake in the distance, as well as the deep roar of some kind of giant beast, and people screaming continuously.

Ke Mingye was curious about who would take care of the giant mole, so he used his phone to log onto the Grey Pigeon Dark Web.

Sure enough, from the moment he appeared as the Dice Monster at the Huanjing Tower, people on the dark web began live-streaming the event.

In the city's dazzling lights, neon lights overshadow the moonlight, illuminating every corner of the streets.

The voyeur pointed the camera upwards, and the figure appearing in the frame was the superhero "Ink Writer." At this moment, Ink Writer was standing atop an oriental dragon head formed by converging ink.

This black dragon has two antler-like horns on its head, white eyes, long whiskers on both sides of its mouth fluttering in the wind, and four feet and sixteen claws swaying slowly.

It has no wings, but its body sways in the air like a black and white wave.

Wearing a white battle robe, Mo Xiejia stood on the top of the crowd, attracting everyone's attention. His fans pointed at his back and screamed loudly, raising their phones in unison, the flashes of their cameras seeming to light up the city's night sky.

Aside from him, the only other superhero dressed like this in the entire Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region is the villain "Fly Fairy." These days, people value cultural heritage, and it's not easy for a superhero to gain popularity if he's too foreign-looking. It also doesn't conform to political correctness. Adding some Chinese elements makes it easier to attract fans, so his agency designed his superhero image like this.

Ke Mingye had looked at the information panel of "Mo Xiejia".

This person also comes from the Ninja Clan. But for some reason, he later developed into a superhero. The power he uses comes from the secret techniques passed down in the Ninja Clan, not from supernatural abilities.

Mo Xiejia's popularity around Beijing is evident from the surge in the number of comments on the Grey Pigeon dark web. If Qingya is the epitome of the negative image of a superhero, then Mo Xiejia is the epitome of the positive image. He is clean and upright, often participates in various public welfare activities, and is happy to cooperate with the authorities to promote national culture.

When he has nothing to do, he also livestreams himself painting ink paintings online, or he writes calligraphy with an ink brush. Each piece is worth a fortune. The reputation and skill of the ink painter are undeniable. Whenever his works appear at auction, they can fetch at least a million dollars. He is indeed a regular at auctions for the elite around Beijing.

Seeing that the screen was filled with dense text, Ke Mingye opened the settings and blocked all the bullet comments.

Immediately following behind, the voyeur's camera captured two more figures, one of which was Ash, a magical girl sitting on the handle of Cinderella's umbrella, flying in from a corner of the sky.

This gothic magical girl made a different entrance today; instead of opening her umbrella upwards, she sat on the umbrella handle like a witch sitting on a broom.

The city's neon lights illuminated her snow-white face, and the night wind lifted her lead-white, bright hair, yet she kept her gaze lowered, her pupils revealing a cold, sharp edge.