Superman Termination Manual

Ke Mingye stared at the text on the panel, zoned out for a moment, buzzing in his head.

He thought, "Gastella"... This player's spawn point is right in the middle of a group of Blood Clan hunters, it's comparable to mine. From those two sentences just now, it seems they are after Zi Ling.

But is this player really a Blood Clan hunter, to so casually mention it in the discussion group? Is he just daft, or is he lying?

If he isn't lying, when it comes to white hair and vampires, who else in this city fits these two characteristics besides Zi Ling?

It can't be that there's another vampire lurking in this city, and just like Zi Ling, happens to have white hair. That probability is so minuscule it's almost negligible.

This is really tricky; I wonder if this Blood Clan hunter organization is filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers like the Ninja Sect.

Ke Mingye thought idly, moving to the living room on the first floor and sitting on the sofa. The messages in the city discussion group were refreshing constantly, the text entering his field of vision.

{"[Fan Quan: Why are you sure that there's a vampire in this city with such distinct characteristics? Do you have any clues?]"}

{"[Gastella: Because in our hunter team, one has the ability to predict the future; she said she found a vampire hiding in Huanjing.]"}

{"[Gastella: Oh, and did you guys see the parade this morning? That was a prank I pulled off using my skill, fun wasn't it?]"}

{"[Fan Quan: I saw it.]"}

{"[Gastella: Speaking of which, the volunteer police in this city arrive so quickly, that costumed owl, and those magic girls, swooshing in like that.]"}

{"[Failed Man: The white-haired vampire you're looking for, are there other characteristics?]"}

{"[Gastella: Going to have dinner, chat later.]"}

{"[Gastella: Maybe we can meet up in a couple of days.]"}

Ke Mingye was editing the chat box with his telekinesis, about to ask more, when the doorbell from the entrance hall interrupted his thoughts.

"If you don't know, just ask—who's going to answer the door?"

Ke Yinzhi propped his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, supporting his head as he read, asking lazily.

Seeing him ask this, Ke Xiaomo, with one hand on her shoulder and the other slightly raised in a fist, implied "rock paper scissors is the fairest decision."

Ke Mingye sighed, thinking to himself, one is a legendary enforcer and the other a legendary Sect Master of the Ninja Sect. Getting them off the sofa to answer the door seems like asking for their lives.

He felt that even Mr. Strange Thing with his indomitable spirit would be more useful...

But under the overbearing pressure of the two older brothers, Ke Mingye was forced to raise his hand, deciding the matter with rock paper scissors.

He walked away happily defeated, as both of the wily old foxes coincidentally chose paper, leaving his bright, shiny fist hanging in the air.

Ke Mingye's eyelid twitched as he slowly lifted his head, his eyes filled with resentment as he glared at the two men.

He thought, you two legendary wizards are bullying me, a muggle at home, is that it? The new version of "Harry Potter"?

Ke Mingye could tell, these two tricky old demons most definitely, surely, one hundred percent cheated. With their dynamic vision and reaction speed, it was a piece of cake to change their gestures the moment they saw his move.

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But Ke Mingye couldn't see the speed at which they were changing gestures, so the matter that was clear between the two of them became non-existent to him.

Ke Mingye grew angrier as he thought about it, telling himself he'd log into that strange game at night and take a dump on their heads.

Ke Yinzhi said, "Seems like my luck isn't bad."

Ke Xiaomo said, "Alright, let's open the door."

Ke Mingye, still dissatisfied with the outcome, shifted the topic, "How childish, guys. We're in college and still playing rock-paper-scissors, like elementary school kids. Oh no, wait, our family's elementary school kids are more mature than you."

"You'd definitely think it's childish because you lost."

Ke Xiaomo said indifferently, hugging his shoulders.

In his memory, when he was training on Shadow Sail Mountain, disciples of the Shadow Heir Ninja Sect often played a game: two parallel ropes were hung between two cliffs, and then two people would stand on a rope each, facing each other to play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever won a round would step forward, and the first to reach the other side would be the winner.

If anyone fell off the rope along the way, they would be punished with a day without food;

Similarly, if someone was slower than the other to reach the other side, they would also be punished with a day without food.

Funnily enough, under such brutal training, the disciples who graduated from the Shadow Heir Ninja Sect hardly ever lost at rock-paper-scissors.

As Ke Xiaomo thought about this, he suddenly found himself a bit ridiculous. Those brothers he had frolicked with on Shadow Sail Mountain over the years were all dead in that Wanxiang City now.

He was the least qualified person to reminisce about those days.

"Exactly, I suggest you go open the door quickly. Be careful it might be your mom or your little sister outside."

As Ke Yinzhi yawned and continued reading his book, he lifted his well-defined hand to cover his mouth, his tone quite weary.

Perhaps these past few days had been too comfortable, unlike his time at the Anomaly Control Bureau, where they were either on a killing spree or busy dealing with indescribable mystical dangers, so he truly couldn't muster much enthusiasm.

"Anyone there? Open the door, big big big brother. I just stepped out for a bit, has everyone died off?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bai Zini's low shout already came from outside the door. She sounded like an angry penguin, striding up and violently pecking at your head.

She aggressively pressed the doorbell, with the bell ding-dinging incessantly, while managing to free a hand to spam messages in the "Loving Family" group chat.

If she knew her three brothers were on the couch playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would open the door, she'd probably kick the door down and corner the three of them for a round of intense scolding.

"Fine, fine, fine, you win. I'll tell Bai Zini on you later, say you didn't open the door for her."

Ke Mingye grumbled to himself, finally accepting the fact of the other two's cheating, and languidly rose from the sofa. Amidst the urgent ringing of the doorbell, he walked toward the door.

"Coming, coming." He said as he opened the door.

What met his gaze was Bai Zini's slightly lowered, discontent face, like a fluffed-up cat. Beside her stood a girl in a light aqua dress.

The girl wore a knitted hat, her eyebrows and eyes indifferent beneath her bangs, her cheeks gaunt, but one could tell she had good facial features, which would attract attention with just a bit of makeup.

"Just asking out of curiosity, who is this?"

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Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows and stared at the short-haired girl, casually asking Bai Zini.

"My classmate, You Minglu, Lu as in the character from 'profit.'

Bai Zini said, lifting her hand and vigorously shaking it in front of Ke Mingye, frowning and saying, "It's not like, big brother, can your eyes move at all? Just staring straight at someone like that, have you no shame?"

Ke Mingye ignored Bai Zini, scratched his nose, and said to You Minglu, "Uh, hello, I'm her brother, Ke Mingye."

You Minglu met his gaze, nodded slightly without expression, and did not respond.

"Classmate, why are you dressed like that in such hot weather?" Ke Mingye asked.

"I get cold," You Minglu said.

"Oh, I see."

"What I wear is none of your business, move aside, move aside."

Bai Zini, who was already irked at being left at the door, was somehow even more annoyed now, and so she entered the living room with a gloomy face.

Ke Yinzhi looked up from his book, sized up You Minglu, and said, "How unusual, Xiao Ni actually brought a friend home?"

Ke Xiaomo slightly raised his eyebrows: "Never seen her before."

Bai Zini stopped in front of the sofa, seething, and asked, "Isn't it, are you all freaking here on the first floor, yet no one opened the door for me, making me wait outside for two minutes?"

She paused, too exasperated to stop herself, "So, is there a zombie crisis at home, no one can understand the doorbell?"

Ke Yinzhi defended himself, "I was just in the bathroom, you see."

Ke Xiaomo also defended himself, saying, "I was wearing headphones just now and didn't hear it." As he spoke, he gestured to the Bluetooth headset on the table, which actually belonged to a primary school student.

Ke Mingye took a deep breath at this, thinking you two legendary wizards, can you have any less shame? Who wants to bet that I'm just about put on the Blue Owl Battle Suit and go pick a fight with Voldemort to vent my anger?

Anticipating Bai Zini's impending outburst, he quickly turned his head, trying to explain, "It's not, they were clearly playing rock-paper-scissors..."

"Alright, alright, so it was you, big brother, who didn't want to open the door for me."

Bai Zini was furious, turning her head to cut off Ke Mingye's words, "Just wait and see if I even bother with you next time."

"Okay, okay, my bad," Ke Mingye sighed.

You Minglu walked over, looking slightly nervous, supporting her right elbow with her left hand, as if unsure what to do, simply standing quietly in the living room and looking around.

She suddenly leaned closer to Bai Zini's ear and said, "Senior sister, has anyone ever told you..."

"What?"

"Your brothers are quite handsome."

You Minglu said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Bai Zini scowled fiercely and declared, "If anyone says that, they must be blind." Then she looked at Ke Yinzhi and commented, "One's a panda-stealing antisocial." Then towards Ke Xiaomo, "A geriatric teenager."

Finally looking at Ke Mingye, she said abruptly, "And another, another..." Her gaze drifted away from Ke Mingye as she finally found the right word.

"A biochemical zombie."

"Why a zombie?" You Minglu asked.

"I'd like to know too," Ke Mingye said, raising his hand with a deadpan expression, "Ms. Bai Zini, why is our fellow Mingye called a biochemical zombie?"

"If you're not a zombie then what are you, the kind that reacts three minutes after hearing the doorbell, probably the lowest level, brainless type of zombie, otherwise you wouldn't be so sluggish," Bai Zini said.

"Heh, this is never-ending, huh?" Ke Mingye, looking down at his phone and said nonchalantly, "If I turn into a zombie, I'll eat your brains first."

"Ugh, no talking to zombies."

With that, Bai Zini took You Minglu's hand and they went up to the second floor, running into Bai Ziling in the hallway.

Bai Ziling slightly tilted her head, her pale strands of hair fluttering.

"She is?" she asked.

"My classmate, I was just about to introduce her to you." After saying this, Bai Zini turned to You Minglu and said, "This is my sister, Xiao Ling, her hair looks nice huh?"

"Yeah, it looks nice." You Minglu said without expression, "I'm You Minglu, Lu as in the character from 'profit.'"

Bai Ziling and You Minglu met each other's gaze, then swiftly averted their eyes, brushing past each other.

Bai Zini asked, "Coming to our room to play Fight the Landlord later?"

"Not playing today."

"What's wrong? You look a bit out of it."

"It's nothing," Bai Ziling said, her red eyes downcast, "I want to take a nap, you can invite brother to play." She entered her room and placed her hand on the door.

Bai Zini sighed, "I was almost knocked out by his frustrating behavior earlier, finally brought a classmate home to hang out, and he dragged his feet for three minutes to open the door, isn't it infuriating?"

"Beat him in Fight the Landlord and win his money money."

As Bai Ziling spoke, she waved her hand and closed the door to her room.
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"Big brother, bring the playing cards up."

Seeing this, Bai Zini reluctantly looked down at her phone and sent Ke Mingye a WeChat message with great reluctance.

Ke Mingye saw the message and suddenly became excited, thinking, alright, you and Little Red Riding Hood team up, and I'll arrange a mole in your side, how will two against one lose?

So, with a cheerful mood, he got up from the sofa, ascended to the second floor, entered Bai Zini's room, sat on the floor, and began his winning streak.