Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 252: Chapter 169: Family Meeting, Second Loop (3)_2

I really want to join the Superhero Round Table, to maintain peace alongside Qing Ya, Zeus, and Dimensional Swordsman. Just thinking about it gets me damn excited.

Speaking of which…

Is it possible that, besides me, there are other Superpower Users in my family, or am I the only one?

Could it be that either my old man or mom had superpowers?

Otherwise, how could I be a Superpower User?

However, the Superhuman textbook says that even if both parents are ordinary people, there’s still a small chance that their child could become a Superpower User.

It seems that my awakening doesn’t have much to do with genetics after all. After all, the superhuman genetic test results for my old man and mom, provided by the Superhero Association, both came back normal, and those results couldn’t possibly be faked, right…

Speaking of which, what am I going to do about the next Superhuman genetic test?

If dad and mom find out, I’m screwed. Forget about being a vigilante, not being pulled into a two or three-day family meeting would be getting off easy.

What should I do?

I need to find a way to join the Superhero Association and see if anyone there can help me hide the results of the next Superhuman genetic test. As long as my family doesn’t find out, that would be fine.

Since I’ve awakened my superpower, does this mean I can become a superhero like Qing Ya?

People online have speculated based on the timeline that Qing Ya started wearing a mask and fighting crime at the age of about 16, which is exactly my age now.

But even if I want to be a vigilante, at the very least, I need to have a decent suit of armor, right?

Heh, I remember some superhero darknet sites offer custom-made superhero suits, though they’re crudely made and exist mainly to scam idiots. But it should be fine for my current stage.

Ordering one to try wouldn’t hurt. To be safe, let’s have an online friend make the purchase for me, to prevent my parents from discovering my spending record.

Holy shit, is this what it feels like to hide your identity from your family as a superhero? It’s so thrilling.

But it’s also awesome.

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After reading the words in the diary, Ke Mingye thought to himself, this date is very misleading. By deliberately setting the date of this diary entry to one month ago, mimicking a timeframe before the Gamer appeared, my second brother won’t suspect that I’m the Gamer.

After all, the Gamer can’t possess the body of a Superhuman.

According to the diary, I had already awakened my superpower a month ago; therefore, it’s impossible for me to be the Gamer.

Additionally, with the brain imaging helmet test, it’s unlikely my second brother would continue to suspect me.

“How do you explain this diary entry from a month ago?”

Under the streetlight, Ke Xiaomo looked at Ke Mingye’s face with a calm gaze and asked in an equally calm tone.

Ke Mingye swallowed nervously, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“No, big bro, you’re misunderstanding,” he said, shrugging casually and running his hand through his sweat-dampened hair, then explaining.

“It’s just a game our class has been playing called ‘Superhero Role-Playing Diary.’ The idea is to imagine ourselves as superheroes, write in the diary and then share it with classmates.”

He paused, “There’s also a classmate who acts as a judge, scoring everyone’s diary to see who writes the most interesting and realistic ones. The person with the highest score gets a red packet from the other participants. In the end, it’s just like writing a novel, you know?”

Ke Xiaomo articulated each word, “I’ve never heard of this game.”

Ke Mingye sighed, replying calmly, “It’s the latest trend among young people. What would a primitive man like you know? That’s how we high schoolers roll.”

He shrugged his shoulders, sipped his Coke with a guilty conscience, then mockingly added, “Heh, no wonder little sister says you’re an old soul—no, an old man in your youth.”

Ke Xiaomo kept his gaze on Ke Mingye’s face, then reached out with his index finger and continued flipping through the diary.

“Then how do you explain this next diary entry?”@@novelbin@@

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July 4th, morning:

I feel like my training is almost complete, and the suit I had purchased through a darknet friend has arrived. Maybe I should make my move today.

I discussed it with that net friend, and from now on, my vigilante and superhero alias will be ‘Blue Owl,’ playing off ‘Qing Ya’—owl means owl after all.

It’s true what they say online.

Superpower Users benefit much more from physical exercise than ordinary people. I feel like my strength has increased a lot in just a month, even though I used to be a skinny dog.

I should be able to knock out those classmates who targeted me with a single punch now. That idiot hit my back with a basketball last time; next time we play basketball I’ll smash his head in.

No, never mind. As a superhero, I should suppress my personal desires. Lesson one of being a superhero: don’t use your superpower on ordinary people.

Just thinking about it excites me. Did Qing Ya feel the same when he first started wearing the suit and fighting criminals twenty years ago?

Where should I hide the suit? Maybe somewhere further away from home. Otherwise, if mom finds it while cleaning my room, that would be awkward.

July 4th, evening:

Shit, shit, shit!

I’ve just taken down the cybernetically enhanced Lester, that Lester! On my first outing, I beat Lester. Is this what it means to have the substance of a genius superhero?

Alright, if I hadn’t used my swap-place superpower to make him crash into that big truck, I probably couldn’t have beaten him.

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