Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 232 – 158: The Reason to Become a Hero_3
Ke Mingye saw Che Zhengchen in the photo wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a slicked-back hairstyle, dressed in the Association uniform.

He looked radiant with a warm and gentle smile, a very classic leadership image.

In the photo, the figure of Ink Writer could also be seen. After all, he was also a prominent figure in the China division, and such charity events were beneficial for the public image.

However, ever since the battle with the Ninja Sect, Ink Writer had been absent from the public eye for some time. It was likely that he would soon announce his withdrawal from the Superhero Association.

As for Ink Writer’s whereabouts, Ke Mingye didn’t know.

All he knew was that Ink Writer’s fate should be in the hands of his eldest and second brothers, so his future actions would probably depend on their decision.

“On June 19th, the system had just launched the feature to create local player discussion groups, and all players with Huanjing as their point of origin were automatically entered into the group,”

“At that time, Gastella’s name didn’t appear in the discussion group, which means she wasn’t in Huanjing on June 19th,”

“But Che Zhengchen was representing the Superhero Association at a school for the disabled in Huanjing doing charity work, so it can be confirmed that Che Zhengchen is not Gastella.”

“He’s just an ordinary person who was victimized by one of Gastella’s bugs.”

Ke Mingye’s train of thought paused here.

He sighed softly. If Gastella had been Che Zhengchen, that would have saved him the effort of finding Gastella’s real body.

But it seemed that to find Gastella’s true form, he would still have to start with Che Zhengchen.

After all, he was the first person in this city to be victimized by Gastella’s bugs, and perhaps there were still remnants of memories related to Gastella’s real body in his brain.

“I should come clean about my identity with dad as soon as possible. If there’s anyone in the family who can ensure my safety and pull me out of any danger I might encounter, it’s only dad,”

Clearing his cluttered thoughts, Ke Mingye slowly closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

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The next day, at five in the morning.

[Good morning, Mr. Player, today is July 9, 2028, there are 344 days left until the deadline for the ultimate mission “Exterminate the Superhumans.”]

Ke Mingye woke up mechanically, got out of bed, walked out of the room while checking his daily tasks, and entered the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash up in front of the mirror.

[Daily Task One: Run five kilometers (Reward: one spin of the reward wheel)]

[Daily Task Two: Do one hundred sit-ups (Reward: 2 attribute points to allocate freely)]

“As expected, there are more attribute points, but whether it’s like this every day is still in question,”

Ke Mingye raised an eyebrow, spit out a mouthful of mouthwash, and felt a secret joy. He had just opened the bathroom door and saw a figure standing in front of it.

“A run together?”

Ke Xiaomo, with arms folded, tilted his head slightly and asked.

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Ke Mingye held his chest and took a breath of relief, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly as he complained, “You give me the vibe of those ninjas in Wanxiang City, always popping up out of nowhere.”

“Can’t be, can it?” Ke Xiaomo gave a light “heh” and slowly said, “I have something to deal with at the university, so I have to go back to Xi’an in a couple of weeks, and then I probably won’t come back for the summer break.”

“I get it, you want to build up your presence at home before you leave, so we don’t forget about you, right?” said Ke Mingye.

“Isn’t that so?”

The two of them chatted as they went downstairs, took the elevator to Old Jingmai Street, and began to run slowly around the perimeter of Old Jingmai District under the early morning sun.

“By the way, what’s your opinion on superheroes?”

While running, Ke Xiaomo suddenly asked.

“If I see them, I keep my distance, what else?” Ke Mingye replied, looking back at him as he ran ahead.

“I mean… have you ever thought about becoming a superhero?”

“Every high school student has thought about it, I guess,” Ke Mingye quipped, raising his head, “But we’re just ordinary people. It’s more realistic to study hard for college and hope to land a decent job as a well-treated ’corporate slave’ later.”

“Is that so.”

Ke Xiaomo paused for a moment and probed further, “So what do you think of that recent ’Blue Owl’ then?”

Here it comes… If you want to ask that, why not just say so? Why beat around the bush?

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes internally, but he replied aloud.

“Big bro, what’s there to care about such small fries? Haven’t there been a lot these past few years? First media hype, then after a couple of days, they get packaged by a talent agency and start a career to make money. Don’t believe me? Just watch, I surf the web every day; I definitely know more than you.”

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“Sounds about right.”

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Ke Xiaomo said no more, simply accompanying Ke Mingye as he finished the five-kilometer run, then helped him count as he completed one hundred sit-ups.@@novelbin@@

Then the two had breakfast at a nearby morning diner.

“So…what would you think if I really wanted to become a superhero?”

At the diner’s table, Ke Mingye asked, chopsticks in mouth, glancing up cautiously.

“Weren’t you the one who said you were just an ordinary person?” Ke Xiaomo inquired.

“It’s just a hypothetical.”

Hearing this, Ke Xiaomo’s chopsticks paused mid-air. He lowered his eyes in thought for a moment, then stated profoundly, “Of course, you’re my brother, I’ll support whatever choice you make.”

“Oh.”

Ke Mingye nodded in response, picking up a piece of siu mai with his chopsticks and popping it into his mouth, avoiding Ke Xiaomo’s gaze.

He couldn’t stand this kind of conversation. Ke Xiaomo was probably the only person in the family who spoke in such a serious manner. Bai Qiuwu was serious too, but occasionally she cracked jokes, not this dull and awkward.

While eating, he claimed the reward for his daily task.

[You have claimed the reward for daily task 2 “One Hundred Sit-ups,” earning 2 attribute points to allocate freely.]

Ke Mingye raised a finger and distributed the two attribute points—one to “Physical Fitness” and the other to “Mental Strength.”

[Your “Physical Fitness” attribute has changed: 65→66 points (↑1 point).]

[Your “Mental Strength” attribute has changed: 23→24 points (↑1 point).]

[You have claimed the reward for daily task 1 “Run Five Kilometers,” earning one spin on the lucky wheel.]

With the prompt box disappearing, the reward wheel unfolded before him, and the text in the six sectors caught his eye.

[One, 2000 Mall Coins;]

[Two, 30% Off Shopping Coupon;]

[Three, a Magic Card Bundle;]

[Four, a fragment of a low-level Skill Enhancement Card (collect three fragments to forge one low-level Skill Enhancement Card) (A low-level Skill Enhancement Card can be used to enhance an E-grade skill);]

[Five, an E-grade Skill Card Pack (contains three random and different E-grade Skill Cards);]

[Six, 1000 Experience Points.]

Ke Mingye sipped his soy milk, pressing the spin button on the wheel with a thought. The pointer began to spin at high speed.

It finally stopped on the fourth sector.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the fourth sector’s reward: a fragment of a low-level Skill Enhancement Card (you now possess 2 fragments, collect 3 to complete one low-level Skill Enhancement Card).]

After breakfast, they didn’t linger outside and went straight home.

As soon as Ke Mingye sat down in his room, his spare phone received a message. He glanced down to see it was from a QQ friend.

[Not Ash: Are you free? Come to the elementary school, the master wants me to teach you card crafting.]

[Little Red Riding Hood: On my way.]

“Card crafting, huh… The more life-saving cards I craft, the more useful they’ll be later on.”

Ke Mingye had been looking forward to this for a long time, picturing a workaholic persona split from a personality split, controlling Little Red Riding Hood to produce cards day and night.

So he quickly unleashed the Deception Puppet and had it head to the abandoned train station.

He took out a set of women’s clothes from the storage locker, dressed himself in them, put on a face mask, and then used a “Magical Girl Transformation Card.”

Before long, when Magical Girl Xiaohongmao arrived at the long-disused Huanjing Elementary School, the scene that met her eyes caused her to pause briefly.

She almost fell from mid-air.

Her toes tapped awkwardly on the ground, and the layers of snowflakes wrapped around her slowly dissipated, turning into specks of light that fell to the ground.

Looking up, she could see Magical Girl Ash leaning on a corner of the roof’s iron fence, one hand on her shoulder, the other fiddling with a phone.

Casual and carefree, her long black hair swayed gently in the light breeze.

Xiaohongmao’s attention, however, was drawn to the fact that, at that moment, next to Ash’s feet, sat a helmet that seemed extremely futuristic, hardly of this era.

Ke Mingye was very familiar with the gadget, as it had tormented him for quite some time.

The brain imaging helmet.