Superman's Ending Manual

6:57 a.m. London time.

Amidst the dull buzzing sound, the silver and black car doors slowly opened to both sides.

From under the brim of the overseer's hat, Ke Mingye slowly opened his calm eyes. In order to pretend to be in front of the camera, he reached out to check whether there was an electric baton tied around his waist, and then walked out of the cold elevator and entered the fifth floor of the C-level ward.

A ray of light emitted from the elevator car was like a ray of sunlight piercing the dead and gray deep sea.

One or two vicious curses were heard in the darkness, and the scenes in each ward were briefly lit up. Those patients turned over and woke up, turned their heads and stared at the source of the light, watching the tall overseer's shadow lengthened by the light of the elevator, imagining how to tear him into pieces.

In the empty and dim corridor, the sound of Ke Mingye's footsteps was particularly clear, like the opening and closing of a castanet.

A pair of unkind eyes cast from the darkness on both sides of the corridor. Most of their eyes were empty, like a bottomless whirlpool. The other part was as bright and bloodshot as a beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood. When they looked at the supervisor, It was as if he was sizing up his prey, a big fat sheep that was beautiful and delicious.

However, Ke Mingye himself was not disturbed at all. His back was straight and he looked straight ahead, his eyes fixed and his expression unchanged.

In the darkness, he could hear many sounds: a patient's snoring, teeth grinding, whispers, nails scratching the skin, and intermittent laughter.

As long as you look sideways at the source of the sound, one after another of superhuman panels will pop up in the dark shadows.

To be honest, this was the first time Ke Mingye had close contact with so many superhuman races.

But he didn't feel any real sense of oppression. He just felt that the number of pop-up panels was annoying and a bit overwhelming.

Because if we have to talk about oppression, then living with eight people at home every day who can kill him with a snap of his fingers is a fucking sense of oppression, so much so that Ke Mingye now looks at low-level superhuman races with a kind of feeling. "I've lived with that kind of monster under the same roof for so long, so what do you think?" The natural sense of superiority.

The most important thing is that he will run away in less than half a day in this damn place.

After that, when we meet this madhouse again, it will probably be half a year later when the superhuman extermination war begins.

At that time, a group of them will come to London to kill all superhuman races, and kick this lunatic asylum away at the same time.

Or maybe before the players' forces have swept into London, the Control Bureau activated the S-class patients in the lunatic asylum out of desperation and let them join the battlefield as a top-secret combat force, trying to use these self-destruction soldiers to resist the players' offensive. But a year later, Ke Mingye felt that it didn't matter whether he was S-level or not, he could just kick him away and be done with it. The main player would be treated equally.

Moreover, the S-level and A-level official assessments are usually very watery. In Ke Mingye's eyes, only the system rating can be considered objective. For example, for C-level patients in the C-level ward, in fact, few of them can reach C-level risk rating. .

Ke Mingye shrugged, selectively ignoring the mischievous patients in the wards on both sides, and moved forward, getting closer to Ward 520.

Just then, an information bubble popped up. With a thought, the panel popped out.

[Good Orange Peel: You are still alive, can you send more information? I just finished checking the physical condition of the patients who were admitted to the hospital today, and now I am free. 】

[Anti-dog: Not dead, but soon. 】

[Cai Bing: Big heart, our dog-headed military advisor is practicing Qigong in front of the black judge. 】

[Anti-Dog: The episode that best fits the character of the patient. The patient I replaced was originally a "Qigong master". 】

[Cai Bing: Do you still have to recite a few mantras while practicing Qi? 】

[Anti-dog: Forget it, I’m afraid I’ll be killed by him. 】

[Failed Man: Come on, my brother looks crazy. In fact, he... well, actually he is really crazy, but he shouldn't kill you just because you are chanting sutras there. 】

[Anti-dog: Then try reading a few sentences. Anyway, you are the supervisor and are safer than me. 】

[Failed Man: Forget it, why do I feel that in the eyes of people like my brother, a patient with special characteristics is much more meaningful than a supervisor with no special characteristics. 】

[Anti-dog: Didn’t he say that he stuffed feces into the patient’s mouth? 】

[Failed Man: He is also fitting the persona of the patient he plays, okay? You take it seriously. 】

[Anti-Dog: You have memories and know Black Judge better than I do, but my perspective is different. 】

[Cai Bing: Why do I feel like my fake girlfriend has more say? 】

[Failed Man: To be honest, I'm curious about how you got involved with a lunatic like my brother, who is also a god. I'm not convinced that Bedram Lunatic Asylum doesn't reserve a place for you. 】

[Anti-dog: By the way, she also obtained the authority key of the Control Bureau. 】

[Good Orange Peel: You understand but you don’t understand, this is the charm of hacker women. 】

[Cai Bing: Hey, our little brother Cowherd is still sweet in his words. The other two should be shot. A sudden death in a lunatic asylum is a worthy death. 】

[Failed Man: Stop chit-chatting, Cultural Man, I’m here to pick you and my brother up to the cafeteria, get ready. 】

[Anti-Dog: OK, I just want to know about the facilities inside the asylum. 】

Ke Mingye closed the chat panel and continued walking forward.

In fact, it is still early for lunch at this time. The official lunch time in the lunatic asylum is 9 o'clock in the morning.

But there is a rule here. The supervisor will take the patients who come here on the first day to visit the facilities of the lunatic asylum in advance to adapt to the environment. The cafeteria is also included in the environment that needs to be adapted. In order to ensure that these new patients have food to eat, the supervisor will take them to the cafeteria before the meal starts in the first week of their arrival, so that they can eat before other patients.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as a "newcomer protection period".

After all, there are often new patients who are tortured by other old people and then simply curl up in the ward and don't want to go out, leading to anorexia and even suicide.

Ke Mingye reviewed some matters of the lunatic asylum in his mind, slowly stopped, and stopped at the end of the corridor.

Looking from the side, the two people in Ward 520 of Class C Ward were sitting against the wall reading a book, and the other was sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating.

He looked at his watch and said to the ward: "No. C108, No. C109, there are three minutes left. I will take you to visit the inside of the mental hospital and make some preparations."

After that, Ke Mingye turned around and pressed his back against the iron door of the ward. He yawned, put his hands in front of his crotch, and slowly looked at the ward No. 521 opposite.

Each ward in the C-level ward uses a wall made of special materials: you can't see the scene outside the ward from inside the ward, but you can see the scene inside the ward from outside the ward.

At this time, Ke Mingye was looking at the ward opposite with dead fish eyes.

In the dark, a patient wrapped his legs with black tape and hung his body upside down on the ceiling. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Ke Mingye with empty eyes, and grinned with a weird smile.

"Hey, this guy shouldn't be able to see me... I remember that people outside the ward can't be seen."

Ke Mingye thought to himself with cold sweat on his forehead.

[Code: The Hanged Man]

[Name: Kanas]

[Danger Rating: E]

[Introduction: Only by hanging himself upside down on the ceiling can he find inner peace, and most of the rest of his time is spent in manic anxiety and uneasy pain.

His ability will cause anyone who looks at him for more than five seconds to be assimilated by him and infected with the same habits and fetishes.

For this reason, the Hanged Man "Kanas" once founded a Hanged Man Association in the United States. He thought he had met a similar person and a like-minded person, but in fact it was just an illusion he created. On the day when the police arrested Kanas, he and all the people in the Hanged Man Association were hanging on the ceiling, looking down at the police like a group of bats, with a smile on their faces. 】

After reading the introduction of the superhuman panel, Ke Mingye was slightly stunned, and quickly turned his eyes away from Kanas, no longer looking at him, lest he be affected by his superpowers in the next second, and hang himself on the ceiling with a spider web launcher like a idiot, directly exposing his identity as a dice monster in front of his brother.

However, it stands to reason that the patients who can be locked up in Bedram Lunatic Asylum have all undergone basic treatment, and the superpowers of this Hanged Man should also be suppressed or invalid, so even if he looks at him, it will not have much impact.

Ke Mingye looked at another person in the opposite ward through the visualized wall.

Right below the Hanged Man, another thin figure in a hospital gown was squatting on the ground, silently drawing stars and moons with his fingers, his eyes focused and empty, like a deep ravine.

[Codename: Magic Ghost]

[Name: Jonas]

[Danger Rating: C]

[Introduction: He used to work in a circus, until one day everyone found out that he was so good that he was beyond human capabilities. Everything changed from that day on.

He said he was born for the circus and loved this job, but the villagers threw tomatoes and eggs at him and shouted that the superhuman race should get out of the village. After that, Jonas started his last performance in the village. He used everyone's heads as materials to perform an acrobatic performance of throwing colored balls, throwing them up, catching them, throwing them up, catching them, until he found out that his audience had no heads and no one would watch his performance anymore. He then sighed and walked away disappointed. ]

"We are done, Mr. Supervisor. What are you daydreaming about?"

A refined and peaceful voice came from behind him, speaking in standard English.

"It's okay." Ke Mingye raised his hand and rubbed his Adam's apple. "Let's go." As he said that, he took out the key from his pocket and turned sideways to open the door of the ward.

"Be honest, remember that no one here will treat you as a human being. No matter who you were before, as long as you are sent to this mental hospital, you will be the lowest and most useless people in society. You can only survive by relying on the government's charity. If you dare to do anything inappropriate, you will be shot immediately. Do you understand?"

Ke Mingye did not deliberately lower his voice, but turned his face to Ke Yinzhi and Fanquan and calmly warned.

Fanquan made a gesture to adjust his glasses, but there were no glasses on his nose, so his middle finger and index finger froze in the air, and he said expressionlessly: "I understand."

Ke Yinzhi lowered his head to look at the book, raised one hand to surrender, and yawned casually.

"Allright, Sir."

After hearing this, Ke Mingye was secretly happy, thinking that he also had the time to give orders to Ke Yinzhi, a psychopath. Generally speaking, after leaving the Bo Ke family, without the privilege of being a "younger brother", he would only be torn into pieces in an instant if he met Ke Yinzhi.

Then, in full view of the public, Ke Mingye took the two of them to the elevator and came to the bottom floor.

It was slightly bright, and the whole lunatic asylum was still in a hazy state. The pointed buildings everywhere seemed quite aggressive, and crows were everywhere, perching on the dome and making unpleasant hisses at the dark blue sky.

Ke Mingye led Ke Yinzhi and Fanquan to the cafeteria according to the map he had written down in the supervisor's lounge.

What surprised him so far was that as a supervisor, who happened to be the supervisor in charge of Ke Yinzhi, he had not received any instructions or notices that "Prisoner C-108 is an important figure in the Control Bureau. If he has any requirements, remember to cooperate with them."

It can be seen that Ke Yinzhi was really determined to hide among the patients and find TK without anyone knowing, even to the supervisors and nurses in the hospital.

But there is one funny thing. The patient Ke Yinzhi chose to play is a person with "compulsive reading disorder". If he does not carry a book with him to relieve his addiction, he is likely to lose control. So the mental hospital made a special case for him and threw him a book to kill time in the ward.

Generally speaking, it takes a lot of trouble to borrow books from the library. Even if you borrow a book, you can only read it at a specific time and cannot take it back to the ward because there have been many complicated situations caused by this.

So Ke Yinzhi chose to replace this patient, which can be regarded as leaving a way out for himself: he was afraid that he would be too bored in the mental hospital and accidentally killed everyone.

"I don't know why, I always feel that you look familiar." Ke Yinzhi suddenly said behind him.

Ke Mingye was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked at Ke Yinzhi: "Me?"

"Yes." Ke Yinzhi said, "You give me the feeling of a friend."

"What feeling?"

"How should I put it..." Ke Yinzhi thought for a while, "You are very much like him when you are pretentious."

"Newcomer, be more careful when talking to the supervisor, otherwise you will have a good time in the future." Ke Mingye scolded coldly, and then turned around.

What the hell, he is not implying me... Ke Mingye sweated and thought, but when I played the role of Blue Owl, I guess he was really pretentious in his eyes, but there is no similarity between me and the supervisor I am playing now, can he see anything?

Just thinking about it, he led the two people behind him through the empty playground and came to the cafeteria of the lunatic asylum.

At this point, the cafeteria was naturally empty. Only a few new patients who came today were led here by the supervisor to eat and get familiar with the environment.

"There's food over there, it's ready for you."

Ke Mingye said coldly, his hands behind his back.

Hearing this, Ke Yinzhi and Fanquan walked to the front desk of the cafeteria, each got a breakfast from the female nurse, and then found an empty seat to sit down face to face.

Ke Mingye stood in the corner, silently waiting for the two to finish their food.

"Chinese people are used to eating these foods?"

Ke Yinzhi asked Fanquan while eating the toast and cereal on the plate.

"Shit."

Fanquan commented with just one word, thinking that you are also Chinese, can you stop cheating on your fellow villagers, and just say bluntly: "I am the black judge, V you 50 to help me solve the case" is not okay?

"Oh... it's really concise, but I think so too."

Ke Yinzhi said with a little surprise.

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