Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 280: Chapter 185: Deadly Meeting with Gastella (Part 1)

July 10, nine o’clock at night.

Street No. 7 in the Old Jingmai District was deserted, pitch-black with not a soul in sight.

Nevertheless, the Blue Owl moved stealthily along the shadows at the street corners, quietly looking around to make sure no one was there before leaning against his chest and taking slow steps into the abandoned train station.

Since he was the actual entity playing Blue Owl today, the self-inflicted wound on his chest had not yet fully healed; a fierce battle at KQA Trading Company earlier had only worsened the injury.

Luckily, he retrieved a “Rebirth Medical Bottle” from his bag to somewhat alleviate the injury, preventing further deterioration.

Of course, this did not fully heal the wound, but kept the injury to a bearable level so his family wouldn’t suddenly find the wound healed upon a surprise check.

Mingye thought over explaining to his family, “My self-healing ability is just that awesome, I sleep and wake up all better”—but that wouldn’t explain why, after a fight with the mechanical transformer Lester, his leg limped for a good four to five days; his second brother and father weren’t that slow to notice.

As he thought, he walked into the interior of the train station; the platform was deserted, the floor bathed in moonlight that flowed like water. He followed the flickering moonlight, walking as if on a shimmering lake surface, soon arriving at Platform No. 7.

It should have been a time when he could finally catch a breath, but the Blue Owl paused slightly, lifting his head adorned with a beaked helmet, peering through the lens at the figure ahead.

On the public wooden bench on the platform sat a silhouette with its back against the chair, gazing downwards, quietly flipping through an aged yellow book by the moonlight.

After a brief silence, the person seated at the wooden bench spoke first.

“I saw it on the news just now, you and those other superheroes encountered the Dice Monster during a mission. Did your teammate get severely injured?”

“Yeah, but I was lucky, it didn’t really target me…”

Mingye hesitated for half a second, removing his beaked helmet as he responded.

“Why would it target you?” Ke Xiaomo was silent for two seconds before continuing.

“I don’t know, it just inexplicably latched onto me. From what I understand, it seems that this city’s superheroes and vigilant citizens have been harassed by it to various extents, like Black Wukong, Magic Girl Ash, and… Qing Ya.”

When he reached the last name, Mingye lowered his voice slightly.

“What’s so great about Qing Ya that keeps you so fixated on him?” Ke Xiaomo asked slowly.

“He’s a hero who shuns the limelight, silently protecting this city despite the slanders… and besides, he saved our eldest brother.”

After speaking, Mingye opened the old storage locker at desk No. 7; the door made a resonating clang that echoed loudly on the silent platform, like a droplet falling into a still lake.

“He saved our eldest brother?”

Ke Xiaomo pretended to ask, unclear how Mingye came to know this.

“Mom and Dad were talking about it at the dinner table, I overheard them,” Mingye said, “You and our eldest brother are so close, he must have mentioned it to you… It was back when he was still in middle school, a fugitive had taken a whole classroom of students hostage, threatening the police to evacuate the school.”

He paused, his eyes downcast, the light in his eyes subtly shifting, “At that time, our big brother had a gun pointed at his head by a criminal, and it was Qing Ya who swooped down from the skies to save him. If not for Qing Ya, we might only be visiting our brother’s grave at the cemetery every year.”

Ke Xiaomo remained silent, just closing the ancient book, taking a shallow breath.

He truly didn’t know what Ke Yinzhi would think if he told him about this.@@novelbin@@

How should he put it: his darling younger brother Mingye had unwittingly awakened his superpowers, accidentally becoming a superhero, and furthermore, his motive to become one stemmed from Qing Ya saving Ke Yinzhi years ago, hence harboring an admiration for Qing Ya and wishing to emulate him to gain fame and clear his name in Huanjing.

After hearing this, Ke Yinzhi would probably first ask, “Are you joking?” and then, most likely after Ke Xiaomo explained, he might just laugh in disbelief…

He could never have imagined that his random hostage experience would trigger such a chain reaction, marking the beginning of his little brother’s path as a superhero.

It was utterly ludicrous.

Mingye remained silent as well.

He removed the slightly torn red and blue battle suit in front of the locker, leaving only his underwear, the injury on his chest clearly visible: although bandaged, the edges of the bandage faintly revealed swollen, bruising contours.

Ke Xiaomo glimpsed this scene from the corner of his eye, his face twitching slightly, violence flashing through his lowered eyes.

Mingye folded the Blue Owl battle suit and placed it into locker No. 6.

Gazing at the damaged parts of the battle suit, he thought of having the Superhero Association’s technical staff repair it in a couple of days and possibly seeing if Commander Che could use his connections to modify his battle suit.

“So, big brother, when did you discover my secret base?”

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