Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 256: Chapter 172: Intracranial Meeting: Strange Thing X Blue Owl X Xiaohongmao (Part 1)

By the time Ke Mingye pushed open the door, he slipped on his slippers while surreptitiously glancing around the living room with barely perceptible eyes.

Fortunately, he didn’t see Ke Xiaomo’s figure. It seemed that his second brother had already returned to his room to rest.

Good, good, the pressure monster is sleeping…

Ke Mingye relaxed inwardly, cautiously walked past the sofa, and ascended the stairs, even his slippers’ flap was extraordinarily restrained.

Fearing he hadn’t even entered his room when he’d get dragged into therapy again.

Such a day would certainly shave years off his life, today’s events followed one after another, finally allowing him a moment to breathe.

Of course, while the meeting time with his older sister and second brother was over, his father’s meeting was still lined up.

Ke Mingye guessed in his heart, betting that in a few days he’d be dragged by his father to a meeting, where he’d either be cast aside or proceed down the path of father-son affection.

In any case, the good days were still ahead. His father’s meetings would definitely be more pressure-laden than his second brother’s.

At this thought, Ke Mingye couldn’t help but sigh lightly.

Just as he reached the second floor, he saw Yongzhu, Zi Ling, and Zi Ni spread a fluffy blanket on the floor and were sitting under a pumpkin lantern playing Monopoly.

As he was about to pretend not to see and pass by, Bai Zini suddenly tugged at his trousers, asking him to throw a dice for her and threatening to bite him if he landed on a mine!

Knowing he couldn’t outstubborn Bai Zini, Ke Mingye casually picked up the dice and threw it onto the Monopoly board. Perhaps because he was used to throwing disaster dice, he actually rolled a good number this time.

“Big brother loves you!”

Bai Zini clapped her hands, her eyes brightening as she moved her token swiftly into the bank, collecting both Bai Ziling’s and Ke Yongzhu’s deposits into her stash.

The other two’s faces darkened as they silently cast blaming glances at Ke Mingye.

“How is this my fault?”

Saying that, Ke Mingye looked down at the two of them, then whisked past the carpet and returned to his room.@@novelbin@@

He closed the door, locked it swiftly, then slumped onto his bed, raising his right arm to block the ceiling light, as if he were blocking out the noisy world outside.

Yet he could still hear the laughter and playful noises coming from the hallway.

He extended his other hand’s index finger, slowly pressing the light off button on the bedside table.

Click.

As the light in his room went out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closing his eyes while activating his enhanced E-level skill—”Personality Split.”

With this skill effect, he could split his main personality into three alter egos.

But since the other two personas were too unreliable and their temperaments even slightly sinister, they easily went to extremes.

Thus, he decided to leave the authority to cancel “Personality Split” with our reliable comrade, the blue owl, to prevent any accidents from happening and not being able to revert the persona, resulting in a bigger mess.

Then, as the “Personality Split” skill took effect, Ke Mingye’s consciousness split amidst severe tearing sensation, with a violent buzzing engulfing his ears.

When he came to his senses, he felt like a god who could neither approach nor intervene in the world. Hovering above, he gazed down at a miniature world.

At dusk.

The setting sun cast a fading glow, tinting the sky like flush red wine. In the dim twilight, crows flew in, tumbling and racing, their tail feathers flickering brilliantly beneath the enormous sun.

Accompanying the flock of crows swooping past the abandoned school, only a gradually fading hoarse call and a few dark feathers remained in the dead still air.

One of the crow feathers drifted towards the empty school building, casting a fleeting lonely shadow on a window, then rising with the evening breeze, slowly sweeping across the rooftop.

At this moment, a strange humanoid figure, glowing with a gray aura and naked, sat on the school building’s rooftop railing, holding a mobile phone in hand.

It eyed downward vacantly as it tapped on the phone, sending out a message to someone.

[Strange Thing: It’s time for the meeting, my comrades. Why haven’t you arrived yet?]

[Blue Owl: I’m coming, I’m coming. What’s the hurry, act like you’ve never had a meeting before.]

[Strange Thing: Shut it, owl.]

[Xiaohongmao: Overslept.]

[Strange Thing: Oh, if it’s my beautiful Miss Xiaohongmao, then it’s understandable.]

Not long after, a figure in a red and blue suit pushed open the rooftop door, walking in from the stair entrance. He stood with his hand on his hip, raising his eyes and glancing around through his glasses.

“Where’s Xiaohongmao?”

“Good question, blind thing.”

The Strange Thing said nonchalantly, raising a finger. Blue Owl followed the direction of his finger, only to see a figure in a Christmas robe flying rapidly amidst the snowflakes and descending.

As Xiaohongmao’s feet touched the rooftop floor, she lifted her blue eyes, looking expressionlessly at the Strange Thing and Blue Owl.

Then, as if agreeing with Blue Owl, they each found a wooden desk on the rooftop to sit down at.

The former rested her hands on her skirt, her expression indifferent;

The latter crossed his arms, tilting his head slightly, and his beak inclined correspondingly.

The Strange Thing, still sitting on the railing, somehow procured a blackboard and a stick of chalk.

It cradled the blackboard in its arms, hanging its head and writing on the board with chalk, then turned the blackboard to face the blue owl and Xiaohongmao.

“So, the first topic of today’s meeting, do you think Mr. Ke Mingye’s portrayal of us was realistic enough?”

As soon as those words fell, 11 scorecards suddenly appeared on the desks of the blue owl and Xiaohongmao, each marked with numbers from “0” to “10.”

The strange thing spoke somberly, “The highest score is 10, the lowest is 0, please go ahead and score.”

Xiaohongmao raised the scorecard marked “0”;

The blue owl pondered for a moment, then raised the scorecard marked “5”;

Dice Monster raised its nonexistent eyebrows and lifted a “3” scorecard from nowhere.

It looked around, shook its head, and said in a rather helpless tone, “It looks like everyone is not very satisfied with Lao Ke’s interpretation of his character, are they?”

“Children who grew up with a golden spoon don’t understand the feelings of those who grew up with garbage.”

Xiaohongmao looked down, expressionless, as he spoke.

“That so-called fishing diary was written like a true muggle, not quite fitting my character. I don’t understand whether he wanted to make me look foolish or tried to mimic his sister’s contrasting character, pretty awkward.”

The blue owl, supporting his forehead with his hand, spoke somewhat helplessly.

“Oh my gosh, you actually know you’re playing awkward?”

While saying this, the strange thing sitting on the railing made a gagging gesture, paused for a long while, then continued.

“Back at the Rainbow Light Crossroads, your affected nonsense nearly made me vomit, ugh, things like ‘only I understand Qing Ya,’ ‘he is the true hero,’ ‘nobody can change my opinion of him,’ a clear case of playing the superhuman awkwardly, and you still have the nerve to accuse others of awkwardness.”

“Please, that was just for the situation; in terms of drawing attention, the result was spectacularly successful, okay?”

The blue owl spoke indifferently, spreading his hands, “Anyway, as an actor, I am perfectly qualified. Not like you, who only think about yourself, doing whatever makes you happy.”

The strange thing tilted its head and squinted its hollow eyes, “Mr. Owl, how can you talk as if I’ve contributed nothing to this family?”

“Uh, what exactly did you contribute?”

“What contribution?”

Saying this, the strange thing took a deep breath, covered its face with a hand, and spoke quite indignantly, “If you ask me, I am the real model worker, okay? You guys don’t need explosions every time you appear; either cozying up to a pretty girl or relying on your super-daddy’s help; only I, dammit, explode in every episode. Is this fair, is it?!”

It paused, shaking its head, “And yet, we are paid the same wage, seriously violating labor rights. I’m going to the women’s federation to complain tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, Xiaohongmao nonchalantly raised the 0 scorecard and said languidly.

“Support. Fight against Lao Ke’s tyranny, starting with the strange thing.”

The blue owl tapped lightly on the desk, sighed, “Don’t start any trends buddy, I bet either of you would blow your cover on the first day if you guys play role-playing games at someone else’s home.”

“Are you talking to me? Seems like you’re out of touch,” Xiaohongmao retorted.

“You’re underestimating the lovely and charming villain, the strange thing. If I were in charge, by now, the ‘exterminate the superhumans’ ending would have been achieved flawlessly.”

The strange thing said as it raised a finger and shook it pretentiously like a Western cowboy blowing the smoke off his gun’s barrel.

Caught in its act, it suddenly covered its face and sobbed, “Let’s drop this depressing topic.”

Then, in the next second, it switched back to its expressionless state, “So, the first topic is concluded. Next is the second topic.”

Saying this, the strange thing continued to hold the blackboard in its arms, writing on it with chalk.

It soon finished writing, then flipped the blackboard toward the blue owl and Xiaohongmao.

The strange thing lowered its face, grinning as it stared blankly at them.

“So, now it’s time to vote, those who vote to ‘kill the entire Bai Ke family,’ please write ‘I’m coming to kill your family’ on your blackboard;”

“And those who vote ‘not to kill the entire Bai Ke family,’ please kindly jump off the rooftop, thank you.”

Saying this, it pointed behind itself, towards the edge of the railing, “Jumping from such a height must be exhilarating, right?”

“Idiot.” Xiaohongmao said placidly, “I can fly. I won’t die from a fall.”

The strange thing spread its hands, “Oh, speaking of which, I can use a web-shooter, also won’t die from a fall. So, is there anyone here who can’t fly?”

After the twins spoke, they jointly turned their gaze towards the silent blue owl.

The complexion of the blue owl gradually grew solemn, he propped his chin with his hand, slowly speaking, “Well, it seems like I might actually die from a fall. Looks like I have to decide carefully.”

Hearing this, Xiaohongmao withdrew his gaze from him, sarcastically commented, “Looks like you are an idiot too.”

“Ms. Xiaohongmao, what do you mean by that?” the blue owl asked.

“The body of a puppet is very light, it won’t die from a fall.” Xiaohongmao said.

“Oh, that makes sense.”

Listening to their conversation, the strange thing shrugged, speaking solemnly, “Okay, actually I was just joking earlier. As the host of the meeting, I must ensure strictness, justice, and fairness, so I respect each person’s opinions.”

Having said that, it paused slightly and then continued.

“So, voting continues, whether to kill the entire family or not. This is a question. As a community with shared fate, we need a convincing answer.”

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