Superman's End Manual

Chapter 13 Dungeon Unlocked

Because his second brother, Ke Xiaomo, had returned home and was paying extra attention to him for some reason, Ke Mingye dared not make any rash moves even when he was alone in his room, lest he inadvertently reveal any information that would be detrimental to him.

After all, according to the information provided by the system, the second brother "Ke Xiaomo" is not only a superhuman with A+ level combat power, but also happens to be a ninja, a profession that is good at collecting intelligence and scouting enemy situations. Not to mention the extremely broken ability of "entering the shadows", which is almost impossible to prevent.

Ke Mingye knew that as long as Ke Xiaomo was home, there could be a pair of eyes watching him from some shadow in the room late at night—under the wardrobe, in the shadow cast by the lamp on the table, or even in the shadow cast on the bed behind him…

Just imagining the scene in his mind made Ke Mingye's scalp tingle, let alone experiencing it in person. So he secretly decided to try not to stay up late this summer.

Since he had nothing to do tonight, Ke Mingye washed up and went to bed early.

A night of silence.

When Ke Mingye opened his eyes again, he yawned softly and looked at the clock on the wall in the dim morning light coming through the window. It was already six o'clock in the morning.

I don't know if anything happened last night, but I slept very soundly.

The ancients had a saying, "the last meal before death." At least he's already slept his last breath, so he should be content. How terrible things will be after that is another story.

The things that came into view were different from yesterday. At this moment, Ke Mingye could see an "email icon" in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

Ke Mingye raised an eyebrow, took a sip of water from his cup, picked up a book from the bedside, and pretended to flip through it, trying to tap the icon with his finger.

The moment my fingertip touched the icon, a "ding" sounded in my ear, and then emails popped up one after another.

[Notification Email 1: The "Daily Quests," "Player Panel," "Player Shop," "Communication Functions," "Dungeon Compendium," and other features are now available all day. Randomly generated dungeons are scattered throughout every city in the world. Each player can only attempt a dungeon once per day, so please actively seek out the dungeons scattered throughout the cities.]

[As of now, the progress of clearing dungeons around Beijing is: (0 out of 100) – No dungeons have been cleared yet.]

"Does every city have a hundred dungeons? Wouldn't players who spawn in smaller cities be much more efficient at finding dungeons than players in larger cities?"

"Or rather, there are more copies distributed in large cities than in small cities..."

Ke Mingye pondered for a moment, then swiped his finger across the email.

At the same time, six new icons appeared in the upper right corner of his field of vision, arranged in a vertical row right below the "email icon".

He glanced at them, and a line of tiny text appeared next to the six icons, explaining the functions they represented: "Shopping Mall," "Inventory," "Personal Panel," "Taskbar," "Dungeon Card Encyclopedia/Dungeon Detector," and "Communication List."

As the icon appeared, the second email unfolded before his eyes.

[Notification Email 2: A sneak peek at the "Halloween Dungeon"! The dungeon will be available on October 31st this year at the "Happy Valley of Beijing" amusement park in the surrounding cities.]

[Note: This email will only be received by players located in the "Beijing-surrounding cities of China".]

As Ke Mingye was reading the second email, a strange piece of music suddenly started playing in his ears.

He raised an eyebrow, recalling that he had heard this song before—"Thriller," written by Michael Jackson, which could indeed be considered a symbolic piece of music for Halloween.

"A Halloween dungeon, huh? It must be designed with a very festive atmosphere... It sounds really spooky." Ke Mingye thought, "But the dungeon won't open for another four months, and you're already starting to announce it now, as if you're afraid we won't remember the surprise you've prepared, right?"

Thinking this, he scrolled through the email expressionlessly, only to be met with another email in the same format.

[Notification Email 3: Advance notice for the "Spring Festival Dungeon". The dungeon will be available on January 25th next year at "Winter City Avenue" in the surrounding cities.]

"Alright, alright, they've already predicted it all the way to next year. I should be grateful if I even survive this summer. Maybe by this time next year, the grass on my grave will be as tall as me."

Ke Mingye muttered to himself, placed the cup on the bedside table, and swiped his finger across the email.

His expression changed slightly as the next email came into view.

[Notification Email 4 - Obituary: Last night, players "Wilmer Hogg" and "Sean Cameron", whose spawn point was in New York, USA, were captured by "Ke Yinzhi", an S-class executor of the Anomaly Control Bureau, and tortured to death.]

Before they died, the two players did something shameful: they confessed to all the known information about the "player".

Currently, the Anomaly Control Bureau has transferred this intelligence to the "Superdimensional Control Bureau," an organization specifically responsible for matters concerning transmigrators. The concept of "players" will gradually spread among superhuman forces in the future, and they will also know that the "players'" mission is to "exterminate superhumans."

Surviving players must be extremely cautious of these two organizations' searches and avoid arousing the suspicion of the superhumans around them.

Current number of surviving players: 97 out of 100

Ke Mingye stared in disbelief.

"No way... you two Americans can just die, but you had to sabotage your teammates before you left. Did you think our undercover work wasn't difficult enough?" he thought.

He originally thought the script for this game was: if everyone's strength is insufficient, they should just play it safe for a while, and at worst, endure it for a few days until they develop with the help of the game system, and then suddenly rise up and overturn the world.

As a result, reality immediately slapped him hard in the face, and the key point is that this slap had a critical hit effect, dealing double the damage.

Yes, he never expected that on the fourth day, three players would have died suddenly—two of them were Americans who, in their final moments, betrayed their country.

You two have already admitted you're "players," so what's the point of playing? Who knows what methods that extradimensional oversight bureau, specifically set up to target "transmigrators," will use to pull us out of the crowd...

"Damn it, I've already had a hellish start, and you guys are going to add fuel to the fire, as if you think the fire isn't burning hot enough and want me to ascend to heaven, huh..."

Ke Mingye tried his best to remain calm and took a deep breath.

On the one hand, he lamented that his teammates were incredibly incompetent, as he had managed to survive in such a harsh environment. Did these two Americans have no acting talent at all?

On the other hand, he felt that the efficiency of this Anomaly Control Bureau was too high. What did those two players do to be targeted?

Thinking of this, Ke Mingye glanced at the email again and realized that he had overlooked one person's name—the so-called "S-level Executor of the Anomaly Control Bureau" who had captured the two players in the system email.

The executive's name is:

—"Ke Yinzhi".

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 14 Spin the Wheel Rewards

[Notification Email 4 - Obituary: Last night, players "Wilmer Hogg" and "Sean Cameron," whose spawn point was in New York, USA, were captured and tortured to death by "Ke Yinzhi," an S-class executor from the Anomaly Control Bureau.]

"Wait a minute, why does this executive's name look so familiar?"

Ke Mingye stared at the name "Ke Yinzhi" on the email, stunned for two or three seconds before finally realizing that he had been focusing on the wrong thing from the very beginning...

The key point isn't the two American players who were caught, but rather the name of the person who caught them.

The next second, he belatedly swore in his mind.

"Holy crap, isn't this my older brother?"

Ke Yinzhi, the eldest son in the family, is 21 years old this year. Based on Ke Mingye's memory of him, this person has been frighteningly outstanding since childhood, and is currently studying at a university in Qifan City, China.

With these thoughts in mind, Ke Mingye wanted to tell himself that his older brother was studying at a university in China, and the executor in the intelligence report was in New York, USA. It was probably just a coincidence that they had the same name.

But soon, he mentally slapped himself, dispelling his idea of ​​escaping reality.

"Please, what a coincidence! How many people in all of China have such an awkward name as 'Ke Yinzhi', let alone people of Chinese descent?"

Ke Mingye rubbed his forehead and pondered for two seconds before letting out a soft sigh.

He was 99 percent certain that the S-level executor from the Bureau of Anomalies mentioned in the email was his older brother.

He had been wondering what his older brother, who hadn't returned home yet even though university was on holiday, was doing. Now, the truth came out in the way he least wanted to hear—it turned out that Ke Yinzhi was working as a dog for the Anomaly Control Bureau, busy running around the world carrying out missions. Coincidentally, he had even captured two players yesterday.

Now, Ke Mingye finally saw the whole picture of this family.

Just as he had predicted, there wasn't a single normal person in this family. Moreover, their eldest brother was an absolute psychopath, who captured the player who was hiding in New York in just a few days.

Regardless of how Ke Yinzhi captured the two players, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Ke Mingye.

"My spawn point is designed so well! Maybe I should grab a pistol and shoot myself in the head before my brother gets home, and check if the game has a remake feature."

As Ke Mingye thought to himself with amusement, he put down the book he was using to disguise himself. The reason he had been using the book to cover his face was because he was worried that his second brother, Ke Xiaomo, was observing him from some shadow in the room, trying to find out what was strange about him.

He got out of bed, put on his shoes, washed up in the bathroom, and looked back at the row of rooms on the second floor, which were still tightly closed and there was no sound at all.

The brothers and sisters in the family are all lazybones. Getting up at six o'clock is no different from eating shit for them, so Ke Mingye didn't plan to wake them up.

Before leaving home, Ke Mingye made sure to pack his schoolbag. Ke Youqing and Bai Wenna get up late and don't have time to prepare breakfast, so they usually give their child the money for breakfast and lunch the night before. Ke Mingye can just find a roadside stall on his way to school to have breakfast.

After leaving home, I took the elevator to the first floor. As the elevator doors opened, I looked out through the stairwell and saw a deserted street. Every shop was closed, except for the supermarket across the street, whose electronic sign with "7-Seven" was still open, its fluorescent light flickering in the morning light.

Looking up, all I could see was a slightly oppressive dark blue sky, cloudless.

Fortunately, the air was still quite fresh in the early morning.

"Can I really survive...?"

"We can only take it one step at a time."

Ke Mingye murmured softly as he walked along the deserted street, picked up his phone, and pretended to look at it before opening the taskbar.

Daily Task 1: 3000-meter morning run. (This task must be completed before 8:00 AM.)

[The reward for this task: One chance to spin the prize wheel.]

[Daily Task 2: Do 100 push-ups.]

The reward for this task: Obtain one attribute point that can be freely allocated.

[Daily Task 3: None (There is a 10% chance that a special daily task will appear every day. Once completed, the rewards will be richer than those of ordinary daily tasks)]

[Note: Daily tasks will refresh at 00:00 the next day. Please try to complete the tasks before the time limit expires.]

After reading the mission details, Ke Mingye left his backpack with the supermarket owner and started running along the old Jingmai neighborhood.

He kept running and running, running with all his might, until the sky changed from a gloomy dark blue to a pure white, and his school uniform was soaked with sweat, before he finally stopped.

Ke Mingye placed his hands on his slightly bent knees, bent over, and gasped for breath.

After a long while, he looked up from his sweat-dampened bangs at the mission prompt floating in front of him.