Superman's Ending Manual

Chapter 242: Changes, Patricide, Black Judge's New Mission
The number one gigolo leaned against the iron net at the edge of the dungeon, smoking silently.

"How much do you know about this kid?" he suddenly asked, looking at Orange Peel's back.

Fan Quan said: "We have known him for a short time. I think the time he spent in Japan with you is longer than the time he spent in Beijing with us."

"So what's your impression of him?" the number one gigolo continued to ask.

"A normal college student." Fanquan thought for a moment, "His personality is ordinary, but he is beautiful and kind."

"A charming gigolo who is loved by rich women." Ke Mingye said without hesitation.

The top gigolo took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "That will open your eyes. This guy is much scarier than you think."

As they were talking, the three of them watched Orange Peel move forward alone, gradually approaching the dark werewolf.

"Man and sword become one. Rain falls and dragons flow."

Ju Zipi slightly closed his eyelids and silently recited the name of the skill. When he opened his eyes again, the look under his clear hair gradually became empty and deep, and the blade of the demon sword Muramasa slowly became covered with a layer of water. Soon, the sharp blade completely turned into a rushing water, like a swift and wild dragon.

As soon as he stomped his feet on the ground, his body burst out, drawing a clear arc.

The moment he approached the werewolf, he raised the hilt of the knife to the height of the side of his cheek, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot.

"Yan Hui."

Orange Peel's lips moved slightly, and then a clear swallow's cry pierced the dull air. His figure suddenly turned into a sharp arc wrapped in ice-blue waves, and appeared behind the werewolf in an instant.

Then within half a second, he twisted the handle of the knife with a "click", flipping the blade formed by the waves, and at the same time rotating his body. His figure disappeared from the original place again and appeared at the starting point.

Then, just one second later, two sharp knife marks appeared on the werewolf's waist, and then a half-decimeter-deep ravine gushed out enchanting blood.

[Swallow Return (C-level) (can only be used when using a knife) (makes a very fast back and forth stab forward. If the enemy is hit by the second damage, it will enter a short stiffness)]

[Boss Dungeon Werewolf HP: 100% → 83%]

"Oh my god, it's better not to call this thing Yan Fan, but to call it Zuoshuanghengtiao Sword Technique." Ke Mingye commented.

The werewolf roared, slightly bent its body and turned into a bloody afterimage that shot towards the orange peel.

His claws were within reach, and Orange Peel twisted the handle slightly, causing terrifying waves to surge upwards and directly in front of his claws. The cool water waves brushed across his cheeks, lifted his black hair, and lightly scratched his ears.

Seeing that the werewolf's claws were about to break through the wave knife, Orange Peel immediately said:

"Blocking Expertise."

[Blocking Expertise (D Rank) (Instantly assumes a blocking posture, which can only be used when holding a sword, slightly reducing the damage that will be taken next, and there is a certain chance to completely block the damage. The chance of completely blocking the damage is based on the proficiency of the skill. Each use of the skill will permanently increase the proficiency)]

The next moment, the wave blade transformed by the demon sword Muramasa suddenly became indestructible, and a soft force wrapped in the flying waves buffered the hard force coming from the claws.

[Block successfully, refresh the skill CD immediately. ]

But after all, the opponent was a four-player boss, not an elite monster. Even if the block was successful, Orange Peel's body still shook diagonally backwards, spinning rapidly in the air, and it was unknown how many times it turned in one second.

A normal person would have been dizzy and foaming at the mouth in such a dizzying situation.

However, his expression remained calm, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his body flipped in the air, he held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and the "tip of the knife" formed by the waves was aimed at the werewolf.

[Falling Blade (C-rank) (This move can only be released in mid-air) (Enter an invulnerable and unstoppable state for a short period of time, quickly descend to the bottom and slash the ground, forming a powerful shock wave to repel the opponent)]

The body of Orange Peel instantly turned into a beam of white light, ignoring all the obstacles, swooping down like a bird of prey and crashing to the ground.

The next moment, a shock wave carrying layers of waves swept over, and the earth cracked and shattered.

The werewolf raised his arms to block the front, but his body still moved backwards, and his pair of legs firmly standing on the ground left two bloody grooves.

The dust spread in the dungeon, gradually enveloping Orange Peel and the werewolf.

Orange Peel did not take it lightly. He looked around, alert to the source of the faint roar.

In an instant, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, the werewolf appeared behind Orange Peel.

However, he remained calm, and without turning back, he stretched out the demon sword Muramasa and protected his back, successfully blocking it again. However, the werewolf suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and the powerful sound waves shook him several meters away.

The orange peel flew diagonally in the air, adjusting its position. It placed its feet on the iron net, slightly bent its knees, and used the force to shoot out, shooting towards the werewolf like a cannonball.

Every time he was shaken away, he would adjust his position in the air and shoot at the werewolf again using the pillars and iron nets. His offensive was like waves that overlapped one after another, one wave after another.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the reaction was getting quicker and quicker. In the end, the three people watching the fight could only see the waves splashing in the air, and the werewolf's blood carried in it. The werewolf's roar never stopped for a moment.

As if he was already familiar with the werewolf's attack pattern, he took a deep breath. Every time the werewolf attacked, he would either simply rely on his reaction to avoid it, or rely on his "blocking expertise" to reduce the force, without revealing even the slightest flaw.

"Orange peel has a strong learning ability. He mastered the 50-character Japanese syllables in less than half a day. After that, he was able to communicate fluently with customers in Japanese after just a few days of observation in the store."

The top gigolo said slowly, "In short... this kid is very strange. He has some very special qualities."

"For example?" Ke Mingye asked.

"At first, after killing a few people, he would ask me, 'Are we right or wrong?' and even shed tears for those people out of guilt." The top gigolo said, "I didn't care at the time, but later I slowly discovered that he was the kind of person who could empathize with his enemies while accurately killing them. Later, I don't know from when, he seemed to have stopped shedding tears for the superhumans he killed, and now... he has a smile on his face when he kills people, saying that this makes him more approachable, and that he learned this from the gigolo parlor."

As he spoke, the top gigolo took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, I may not be clear about what kind of person he has become."

"From what you said, it seems that our Lao Ju has changed from a beautiful and kind-hearted college student to a black-bellied, squinty-eyed person. You Japanese are really doing a lot of harm to others."

Ke Mingye complained in the tone of a square dance auntie, picking the skin of his feet out of boredom, his eyes looking at the orange peel.

The profile of this handsome young man was stained with blood splattered from the blade, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"To be honest, I think we have accidentally awakened a monster." The number one gigolo said dimly.

Hearing this, Ke Mingye lowered his head and sighed softly, saying with emotion: "Hey, you Japanese people who grew up brainwashed by chuuni anime just like to use such chuuni words to describe a person. Don't you feel like your toes are digging into the ground?"

"How would you Chinese describe it?"

Ke Mingye thought about it and started a powerful cultural output: "Generally speaking, we call this kind of thing 'awesome', or 'very awesome', and if we exaggerate a little, we would call it 'super awesome'."

"I have objections." Fanquan said suddenly.

"Then you are not Chinese." Ke Mingye looked at him.

"No, I'm a feminist. It's unfair to use the male reproductive organ to describe someone as powerful. I hope you'll be careful with your words." Fanquan said.

"Then you're invincible, kid."

The top gigolo glanced at the two people who were joking and was slightly confused: "Why do you feel like you are not very surprised by his performance?"

Fanquan stood up from the ground and closed the book. He pushed the glasses on his nose and whispered in a voice that only the top gigolo could hear: "To be honest, if you must use the word 'monster' to describe a person, then objectively speaking, there should be someone here who is closer to this term."

The number one gigolo turned his head and looked at Ke Mingye.

Ke Mingye squatted on the ground the whole time, his hands holding weeds hanging in front of his knees, looking nonchalant.

"Him?" asked the number one gigolo.

"if not."

At this moment, Orange Peel leaned over slightly and saw that the werewolf suddenly turned into a series of afterimages, approaching him from all directions.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and at the same time released the Rainfall Flowing Dragon form, the blade turned into its normal form, the cold dark purple blade flashed an evil light in the darkness. He bent slightly, put the blade back into the scabbard tied at his waist, and held the handle with both hands in a [Draw the Sword and Slash] posture.

The next moment, the werewolf shadows from all directions rushed towards them.

At the same time, the demon sword Muramasa rushed out of its scabbard like a ghost that had swallowed countless ghosts. The whistling wind drew a full moon-like arc in the air.

The werewolf's afterimages disintegrated at the same time, and its body, which was located diagonally to the side, was chopped off and flew several meters away. Then, Orange Peel raised his right hand towards it, and a small bottomless black hole suddenly appeared in his palm. A strong suction force came out of the hole, pulling the werewolf's body from mid-air towards his palm.

[Black Suction (C-Rank) (Stretch out your right hand and instantly suck a target to the front of your palm)]

Orange peel lowered his wrist slightly, bent his five finger joints, and then straightened them, and with his red hand covered with a layer of hot steam, he grasped the handle of the knife.

[Wrist Overload (Level D) (Greatly increases your wrist strength)]

Then, he simply raised his right hand and casually slashed the demon sword Muramasa in his hand at the werewolf flying backwards.

The dark purple knife slashed from the werewolf's chest to his crotch, and then he drew the knife at an incredibly fast speed. There was not even a trace of blood on the blade, and it was put back into the scabbard cleanly.

The next moment, the werewolf's body fell to the ground with a bang, and a huge crack slowly appeared, splitting its body in two. Orange Peel's half face was bathed in the blood that spurted out like a spring. A faint smile could be seen at the corner of his mouth. His smile was between naivety and weirdness, and it seemed to contain both characteristics at the same time.

【Final Strike!!! (Final Strike!!!)】

[Boss Dungeon Werewolf HP: 10% → 0%]

[This dungeon crusade is declared a victory, and the current damage percentage panel is as follows. 】

[NO.1——[Good Orange Peel]★MVP: Damage accounts for 100%]

[Congratulations to all players for successfully defeating the dungeon No. ① and No. ⑨ in Huanjing City - "Dungeon Disaster". The commemorative card has been distributed to each player's dungeon illustration. ]

[Current progress of the dungeon strategy in Beijing: (21/100)]

[We are about to enter the data settlement phase. In five minutes, players will return to the real world. Please be prepared in advance...]

Orange Peel let out a light breath, turned around and walked back, his expression still calm.

He walked towards Ke Mingye, gently touched Ke Mingye's chest with the scabbard, and said with a smile: "I told you, I can do it alone."

"You are nothing. I think you are just plotting against the MVP because you are afraid that Kobe Bryant will steal the MVP."

Ke Mingye thought to himself, "It's so cool to slack off!", but he still complained about the other party.

"Uh...Mr. Kobe?" Orange Peel tilted his head.

Ke Mingye was slightly stunned, then he sighed, thinking that his contracted beast was still in the milk tea shop drinking milk tea with Shi Naian.

"Sorry, I made a mistake. Don't mind it."

As he spoke, he looked up at the panel, not paying any attention to Orange Peel's confused look. He thought to himself that it felt good to win without any effort. Orange Peel was simply like one of those automatic map-pushing robots in mobile games. He killed the Boss in just two clicks.

[You have obtained the standard clearance rewards for copies ① and ⑨: 8000. 6000 mall coins; . experience points; . Item: Werewolf Blood (After drinking it, your attacks will have a health draining effect for a short period of time)]

After confirming the rewards for completing the game, Ke Mingye closed the panel and opened the copy card atlas.

[Card Name: Dungeon Werewolf]

【Card serial number: NO.19】

[Card source: Defeat the 19th copy of Huanjing - "Dungeon Disaster". ]

[Card Effect: The player holding this card has the ability to temporarily transform into a werewolf for 10 seconds.]

"Woohoo, Anti-Dog, I turned into a werewolf for you."

As Ke Mingye spoke, dense black fur sprouted all over his body, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a hideous-looking werewolf.

The werewolf turned his head and glanced at the anti-dog.

"nerve."

Anti-Dog said, not even looking up at him.

Ke Mingye curled his lips and changed back to his original appearance, taking a look at the two cards he had obtained some time ago.

[Card Name: Hot Pot Monster]

【Card serial number: NO.002】

[Card source: Defeat the Beijing Ring No. 2 copy - "Hot Pot Battle". ]

[Card effect: The player holding this card can use raw ingredients to synthesize a "special effect hot pot" on the spot. The effect of the special effect hot pot depends on the type of ingredients - a hot pot synthesized with tomatoes can restore health. (Cooling down: 1 day)]

[Card Name: Colorful Jellyfish]

【Card serial number: NO.0025】

[Card source: Defeat the copy No. 25 of Huanjing—"Colorful Jellyfish".]

[Card effect: The player holding this card can create an electric jellyfish on the spot, which lasts for 10 seconds. (Cooling down: 1 day)]

After looking at the card effects, Ke Mingye closed the copy illustration and squatted on the ground.

"By the way, what kind of cigarette is this? Why do I feel like I can never finish it?" He picked up a blood-stained weed and asked the number one gigolo with his side face.

"The fifth generation of Rick." Fanquan was flipping through the book.

The top gigolo pressed the translation badge on his chest and replied, "This is a system item. It's a cigarette that you can't finish smoking. It can refresh you."

"oh oh."

"Let's disperse." Fan Quan suddenly said, "I'm leaving first. I have to kill someone today."

"Who?"

"Who?"

Ke Mingye and Ju Zipi said in unison.

"The father of this body." Anti-Dog closed the book and said calmly, "His gun smuggling business is about to be exposed to the police. I have to kill him before he leads the entire illegal organization to die, and then find a way to clean up his mess so that his smuggling team will be exposed later."

For a moment, Ke Mingye was speechless and didn't know what to say. He could only take a deep breath and give him a thumbs up: "Cultivated man... I wish you success in killing your father."

"Thank you. I will report back to you when I have the result. I wish you success in killing your father."

Fan Quan said this as he pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and his body disappeared on the spot.

The top gigolo listened to the conversation between the two and took a deep breath: "Why do I feel that the mental state of you Chinese people is so weird?"

"Just get used to it. Welcome to join the big family of players around Beijing." Ke Mingye said.

As soon as they finished speaking, their figures gradually disappeared into this cramped and dim dungeon.

After leaving the copy, Ke Mingye quickly said goodbye to the number one gigolo and the others, deliberately avoided Shi Naian and Kobe in the milk tea shop, and took the bus back to the old Jingmai district.

He took the elevator to the 12th floor of the duplex apartment building. When the elevator door opened and he stepped out, he happened to meet a figure in the corridor.

Ke Mingye looked up from his phone screen and saw Ke Yinzhi, who was dragging a suitcase with his right hand and looking down at his phone. His clothes were still as abnormal as always, and he didn't look like an earthling at all: he wore a brown windbreaker on a hot day with a black sweater underneath. If someone didn't know him, they would think he was a model taking magazine photos of winter clothes in advance.

"Brother, are you going back?" Ke Mingye asked curiously.

"Yeah, school is almost about to start." Ke Yinzhi said nonchalantly, "I've booked a flight and will be back to Shanghai tonight."

As he said that, he put away his phone, raised his clear eyes to look at Ke Mingye, and raised the corners of his mouth to him, "Come on, try to get into Qifan City University next year, maybe I can take care of you for a year before you graduate."

You talk as if I can really see you in your university. Aren't you just digging a hole for yourself?

Ke Mingye secretly complained in his heart, and then said, "That's enough. Is it possible for anyone to get into that school with such a high score?" He yawned and waved his hand in disdain, "Brother, get up and stop hanging around in front of me. See you during the Chinese New Year. Remember to buy me a PS5 when you have some spare money."

"Okay, okay, I'll be leaving then." Ke Yinzhi smiled and rubbed his hair casually.

"Take care, don't get hit by a car on the road. Reincarnation into another world is not popular these days."

After Ke Mingye finished speaking, he took off his shoes and walked into the house.

Ke Yinzhi stood there, watched him leave from the side, and then stepped into the elevator.

Amidst the muffled buzzing sound, the elevator door slowly closed. The smile on his face slowly faded, and his back rested against the metal wall in the corner of the elevator.

He put his left hand into the pocket of his windbreaker, raised his phone with his right hand, and glanced at the screen with his head lowered.

"The mission to Bedlam Asylum is so weird no matter how I look at it. Could it be a trap set by the higher-ups?"

Ke Yinzhi thought about it, shrugged, and turned off his phone. "Forget it, Xiao Mo is still busy, so it's not a good time to call him at this time."

He put his hands in his pockets, leaned his back against the car, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "But even if it's a trap, I have to go. Even if something happens to me... our new ninja clan leader will definitely come to rescue me."

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