Superman's End Manual

[Hidden Identity: Black Wukong, a Divine Transformation Master (possessing one of the twenty-seven divine transformation pathways, the "Sun Wukong" pathway)]

"It really is true, Black Goku the God-Slayer and Magical Girl Ash are family..."

Fan Quan thought to himself, while lowering his head and unscrewing the cap of the orange juice bottle with his hand as a cover for observing.

"But why is this so strange? The combat power of the four people we've seen so far is basically A-level. Could this whole family be like that? It's really absurd. If Spider Man's true form is really in this family, how did he survive until now and manage to contact us privately without his family knowing?"

"Is he really a player?"

"Or...is my judgment wrong, and the Spider Man isn't actually in this monster family at all?"

A chill began to spread from my spine to every inch of my skin, and my pores tightened.

The deeper he pondered, the more confused and bewildered he became. He took deep breaths, feeling the evening air grow thicker and thicker, like gel.

It was like a desperate, viscous black tide sweeping over us.

The sticky air was about to flow from his nostrils and between his lips into his dry throat, filling every corner of his body, almost sealing him here like a mummy.

A rational instinct kept reminding him: "You should leave now, you should go, hurry, don't look back..."

Cold sweat poured down his back, his temples were already soaked with sweat, and the stag hat on his head seemed so heavy at that moment.

But the anti-dog simply lowered his hat brim, took a deep breath, and did his best to suppress the fear in his heart.

He took a sip of orange juice with a blank expression.

The cool liquid glided across the tip of my tongue, flowed down my throat, and then spread to my internal organs, gradually calming my restless nerves one by one.

At this moment, the anti-dog has made up its mind.

The truth is right before our eyes; Spider-Man is very likely among this group of people... If we back down here, we will only miss out on the truth.

So, after trying his best to steady his breathing, he raised his eyes and continued to observe the group of people walking past at the end of the street out of the corner of his eye.

Behind the hooded girl stood a handsome young man with a nonchalant air.

He had shoulder-length black hair, wore a black sweater, and had a cross necklace around his neck.

Wearing such clothes on a hot night is simply insane, but his temperament and appearance are so outstanding and unique that he is like a stunning sculpture that would be placed at the entrance of a church.

Every line on the young man's face was perfectly proportioned, like a work of art by God. Yet, his eyes and brows concealed a disdain and frivolity towards all religious rules. This contradiction gave the impression of Jesus bound to the cross, still sticking out his tongue and acting strangely, making one unconsciously overlook his bizarre attire that went against the season.

Name: Ke Yinzhi

[Strength: A++ (World's top combat power, exceeding 99% of superhumans)]

[Hidden Identity: Black Judge (A key figure in the Anomaly Control Bureau, one of the five S-level Enforcers)]

"Black Judge... the Bureau of Control officer who recently tortured and killed those two American players. So he really is the son of Blue Raven, no wonder they share the same surname."

He adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and lowered the orange juice with his right hand.

The guess in my mind was confirmed at that moment.

At this moment, the shock in Antidog's heart was no less than when he closed his eyes during the "Ice Bucket Challenge" and someone poured a bucket of ice water on his head... He shivered for a full ten seconds, thinking he had made it through, and then opened his eyes to find that the bucket was not filled with ice water at all, but a mixture of urine and feces.

"Just who is this family... Could it be that seven out of the nine people are superhuman? No, if we include Blue Raven, that makes eight people."

"So, in this family, is the wife the only ordinary person?"

The anti-dog pondered in surprise, the muscles on the side of its face twitching slightly.

Even someone as composed as him couldn't help but feel his thoughts begin to falter at this moment...

At this moment, despite his strict orders for the three paper figures in his sleeve to speak, they were still bouncing on his wrist, trying to get his attention.

"Run, run, run..."

The paper figures spoke in unison in three different languages, like the sincere yet fearful whispers of children.

But before the dog could react, his thoughts were completely disrupted in the next second.

Because a handsome young man in a white shirt came into his line of sight, and almost the moment the dog saw him, the young man in white shifted his gaze and met his peripheral vision.

The young man's gaze was completely undisguised, staring at him directly and without a trace of emotion.

Like a seasoned hunter scrutinizing his prey.

Name: Ke Xiaomo

[Strength: A+ (World's top combat power exceeding 95% of superhumans)]

[Hidden identity: The eldest disciple of the 27th Ninja Clan Master—"Silent".]

Despite being separated by half a street, Fan Quan and Ke Xiaomo's eyes met for a fleeting moment.

"I've been discovered... A ninja? Are there really ninjas in this world? No wonder he noticed me observing him the first time I saw him. Looks like I have to go."

The dog's pupils contracted slightly as it slowly swallowed a mouthful of orange juice, its Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He knew he had to leave.

Almost every cell in his body was screaming in despair, and the three paper figures on his wrist were throbbing wildly in his arteries as if they had gone mad...

But he still chose to linger for just one more second.

It was in that final second that he saw a boy wearing a white T-shirt.

Under the moonlight, the boy's face was indifferent, his eyes lowered as he stared at his phone screen.

At the same time, unlike the six people walking in front of him, the boy did not have a bright information panel appear above his head.

This means he is not a superhuman.

But he is an ordinary person, or perhaps...

—Player.

At that moment, the boy also looked up at Ke Xiaomo, and then followed Ke Xiaomo's gaze to the vending machine, where he met the eyes of the anti-dog.

The dog stopped in front of the vending machine, turned its head and looked at the boy's face and those bright, clear eyes.

At the same time, in that brief second, he used his mind to click the communication list icon in the upper right corner of his field of vision, then entered the discussion group, and used the "add friend" function on the player "Failed Man" in the discussion group...

According to the system's rules, only two players who meet face-to-face and make eye contact are allowed to send each other a "friend request".

In other words, if the boy in front of you is a player, then when the anti-dog sends him a friend request, a notification panel will pop up saying "Friend request successfully sent".

If not... then a bright red panel will pop up in front of him, with the message "You are too far away from the other party, friend request failed to send".

The next second, a notification panel with a fluorescent green background popped up in front of the anti-dog's eyes.

[Ding! You have successfully sent a friend request to the player with the ID "Failed Man".]

[Awaiting a response from the other party...]

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 71 The Death of the Anti-Dog

"As expected... he really is Spider-Man."

Anti-Dog muttered to himself, his eyes darting behind his glasses. Just as he had expected, the seemingly unremarkable boy before him was the Spider-Man's true form, and also the son of Blue Raven.

Having achieved his goal, he couldn't stay put any longer; that would only mean waiting to die. So, carrying the bottle of orange juice, he slowly turned around and walked towards the street corner, entering a damp and narrow alleyway.

The moment his right foot stepped into the alleyway, the three paper figures hidden in his sleeve trembled.

The dog lowered its gaze and glanced calmly at the three little figures hidden in its sleeves.

Through the paper doll's reaction, he could clearly sense that the person named "Ke Xiaomo" had caught up with him from behind.

at the same time.

After saying goodbye to Ke Mingye, Ke Xiaomo slowly walked towards the vending machine.

In his view, the anti-dog slowly turned and walked into an alley.

As her family members walked around the corner, Ke Xiaomo's figure instantly transformed into a splash of ink on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, it transformed into a long, eagle-like shadow that clung to the ground, flapping its wings like a bird of prey soaring into the sky at the very bottom of a valley. The shadow swiftly darted into the alley behind the vending machine.

Half a second later, Ke Xiaomo stood up from the middle of the empty alley, turned her head and looked around, but did not detect any human presence. In fact, it was a one-way alley with no other exit.

The next second, he stopped his wandering gaze.

In the darkness, he saw a huge, vertical pupil, its opening rippling with layers of colorful, alluring waves, like the aurora borealis over the Arctic.

[Skill Name: Medusa's Eyes]

[Skill Effect: Opens a Medusa's eye in mid-air. Anyone who makes eye contact with her for one second will be petrified in place for varying durations, depending on the strength of their "Mental Strength" attribute. Higher Mental Strength results in shorter petrification times, while lower Mental Strength results in longer petrification times (maximum petrification time: 2.5 seconds).]

"What kind of ability is this?" he wondered.

The moment his gaze met the "Eye of Medusa" for less than half a second, Ke Xiaomo looked away. He quietly observed the eye out of the corner of his eye until it turned into a wisp of dust and drifted into the night sky.

“That man is still nearby, otherwise he wouldn’t need to use this tactic to buy me time.”

Ke Xiaomo made a judgment in her mind.

As the strange vertical pupil disappeared into the darkness, Ke Xiaomo saw a crack radiating golden light hidden behind it.

Upon closer inspection, the inside of this crack is filled with densely packed religious texts, enough to make someone with trypophobia scream and tear their throat open.