Superman's Ending Manual

After completely killing the "Witch Black Rose", the witch statue standing in the center of the Witch Night was no longer guarded.

So Blue Owl and Little Red Riding Hood rushed into the door embedded in the bottom of the statue. When they came to their senses, they had entered a corridor that seemed to have no end.

Looking up, it was pitch dark in front of him, but Ke Mingye's eyes were staring straight into the depths of the darkness. He knew in his heart that through this corridor was the statue space - Bai Zini and the Lost Witch were there.

"Your hand is injured..."

In the dim corridor, Little Red Riding Hood opened the bag panel while speaking.

Then she took out the E-level item - "Resurrection Medical Bottle" from the bag and handed it to Blue Owl.

"No, this one is better."

Blue Owl shook his head and took out a B-level magic card, "Elf's Sorrow", from his bag. He crushed the card, and then an elf with fluorescent green light spots all over his body slowly emerged and poured a halo on his arm.

As the light spots enveloped his arm, Blue Owl's almost broken right arm miraculously healed automatically, and even the bones were bent straight.

"It is indeed better."

Little Red Riding Hood watched this scene, silently put away the resurrection medical bottle, and asked: "After entering, how should we deal with the Lost Witch?"

"I have a countermeasure." Blue Owl said.

"That's good."

As they talked, the two walked through the stairs at the end of the corridor and stepped into the interior of the statue space. The light of the candle on the round table lit up the world inside the statue, and a smell between the smell of blood and tobacco came to his nose.

Narrow, astringent, and damp.

Someone was roaring.

It was a male voice.

Blue Owl was startled for a moment, then followed the sound and looked sideways at a corner of the space.

Not far in front of the altar, Bai Yi was kneeling on the ground.

In the gurgling pool of blood, he lowered his head, holding a headless corpse with wide eyes, screaming at the top of his lungs, tears constantly squeezed out of his twitching eye sockets.

Through the lens of the helmet, Ke Mingye's eyes stayed on the headless corpse. Judging from the pink wedding knot and the reddish dress stained with blood, it was undoubtedly the magical girl Hong.

"An Hong... is she dead?"

Ke Mingye was startled for a moment, then swallowed his saliva, looked away from the howling Bai Yi, and looked up at the altar.

At this moment, the girl on the cross had been freed, and the chains that had been tied to her were hanging messily on the ground.

She knelt on the stone surface of the altar, her knees bleeding from the rough ground, her whole body trembling slightly, her head lowered, her expression unclear, the dark magic gradually enveloped her body like a cocoon.

Under the shadow of her hair, the girl in the Gothic skirt stared at her arms, as if she was holding someone, but Ke Mingye looked over and saw no figure.

At this time, a teasing voice came slowly from the darkness, like a charming flower falling into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"It's really surprising that Black Rose couldn't guard the entrance to the statue. But it seems that your mental state is not much different from that blue crow. It's called 'Blue Owl', right? I've heard of your name."

The tall figure walked out of the shadow beside the altar while speaking, and slowly walked towards Blue Owl and Little Red Riding Hood.

Blue Owl looked up, and the image of the Lost Witch was exactly the same as what he saw through Kobe's eyes: wizard hat, dark wizard clothes, maple-leaf hair color, amber eyes.

Just by meeting her eyes, Ke Mingye's pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, it seemed as if there was a branding iron burning in his brain, and every nerve was trembling and screaming violently. It was as if thousands of cicadas were flapping their wings, shuttling inside his ears and piercing his eardrums.

Inside his skull, they were chirping endlessly.

With a "thump", Ke Mingye knelt on the ground, and the blood from the corner of the altar soaked his knees; and beside him, the magic girl Little Red Riding Hood stood there in a daze, her eyes gradually becoming empty.

"Should I say you are worthy of being Qing Ya's imitator? Your spirit is just like his, torn and chaotic enough - let me see, after I have inserted a foot in Qing Ya's spiritual world, he has become completely crazy. If I stir up a mess in your spiritual world, what will you become?"

After the voice fell, Ke Mingye curled up like a baby who caught a cold, shivering slightly.

Then, several holes suddenly appeared on his back, like a multi-eyed spider opening its eyes, densely packed, and daunting.

Several gray heads protruded out of the holes with a roar.

They raised their heads and stretched their arms towards the ceiling, as if they wanted to break free from his body. At the same time, the heads were slowly changing. Soon, they gradually turned into faces of people seen in the welfare home.

Then, Ke Mingye slowly and stiffly turned his neck and looked at the strange heads emerging from his back. Among these heads, there were two faces that were both unfamiliar and familiar to him.

One of them wore a metal ghost mask, his eyes were dark and empty, and two dirty braids on the back of his head swayed in the fishy wind;

The other one had a pretty face, a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, clear eyes with an indescribable deepness, and long red shawl hair falling down;

Looking at the red-haired girl in front of him, Ke Mingye's pupils shrank slightly, and he was completely stunned.

"... Is it you?" He whispered hoarsely.

The next moment, a cold and clear prompt sounded in Ke Mingye's ears.

[The effect of the passive skill "Infinite Split" has been triggered. ]

[Prompt 1: A brand new personality has been generated in your mind - "Ghost Faced God-master". ]

[Prompt 2: A brand new personality has been generated in your mind - "Stro (Gastro)". ]

[Start to settle the skill effect - every time a new personality is derived, you will get a reward of "spiritual power" attribute corresponding to the degree of "personality strength" - the stronger the generated personality, the more "spiritual attributes" it provides...]

[Based on the two personalities that have been generated, "Ghost Faced God-master" (providing 2 points of spiritual attributes) and "Stro" (providing 2 points of spiritual attributes), you will get a total of 4 points of "spiritual power" attribute. 】

[Excluding the temporary numerical changes caused by the buff-type "Chosen One", your 'original' "Spiritual Power" attribute changes: 237 points → 241 points (↑4 points)]

Looking at the blue owl kneeling on the ground and twitching slightly, the Lost Witch squatted down, gently raised her fingers, and raised her hand to touch his mask.

"I'm really curious... Let me see how your spiritual world is. It must be more interesting than that blue crow."

As she said, the Lost Witch closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, and entered Ke Mingye's spiritual world.

When she came to her senses and raised her eyelids, she saw an empty classroom. At sunset, the evening wind gently blew the curtains. There was a plaque hanging at the door of the classroom, and the plaque read "Rong's Welfare Home Preschool Class 1".

The Lost Witch raised her eyes again and looked at the blackboard.

On the left side of the blackboard:

--Written in crooked chalk are "Class teacher: Weird Thing", "Chinese Language Teacher: Weird Thing", "Modern Knowledge Teacher: Weird Thing", "Disciplinary Committee Member: Little Red Riding Hood";

On the right side of the blackboard:

--Written in crooked chalk are "On October 30, students who dozed off in class: Nezha; Today's Outstanding Student Representative: Little Red Riding Hood", "On October 31, students who dozed off in class: Nezha, Kobe, Blue Owl, Little Red Riding Hood; Today's Outstanding School Representative" : None; The strange teacher was very disappointed, so he decided to take a day off today, and everyone can watch the fireworks in the corridor";

In the middle of the blackboard:

-Written in blood-colored chalk, a line of big words "Today, two transfer students will enter the 'Rong's Welfare House Preschool Class 1', and an inspector from the 'Teaching Bureau' will come to inquire about the class situation. Please be prepared to welcome them warmly-your beloved, lovely, respectable, interesting, omnipotent, and irresistible strange teacher".

Scanning these words from left to right, the Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly.

"The inspector from the 'Teaching Bureau', are you referring to me?"

She thought to herself, raised her finger and stroked her lips, as if she was sighing at the chaos of Mr. Blue Owl's spiritual world.

Just then, the orange afterglow brushed into the classroom, and a figure suddenly appeared in the empty classroom.

The Lost Witch looked up and saw a boy sitting in the first row of seats, very close to the podium. His figure was a little languid, drooping on the desk like a kite with a broken string, which was pitiful.

The Lost Witch walked over and saw Ke Mingye lying on the desk with empty eyes, looking at the sunset outside the window.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the boy's cheek, "Oh... our innocent Mr. Blue Owl is just such a little boy. I am beginning to feel guilty. What kind of sound will you make when I torture you to death later?"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the windowsill at one end of the playground:

"Evil beast."

Hearing the voice, the Lost Witch immediately turned her head and looked. I saw a boy with a towering bun on his head sitting on the windowsill. The boy looked down from above, his eyes were indifferent, and he held a long spear in his arms, with a flickering fire on the tip of the spear.

"Nezha?"

Looking at his appearance, the Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly. She had heard of this name.

"Put your dirty hands off his face." Nezha said calmly.

The next moment, a scarlet silk cloth shuttled through the air. In just a moment, her body was tightly tied by the Hun Tian silk, hanging from the ceiling like a mummy.

Then, Ke Mingye, who was lying on the desk, seemed to come to his senses suddenly and slowly stood up from the desk.

He turned his neck, looked at her with his peripheral vision, then retracted his gaze, raised his legs and put them on the desk. He leaned back on the table behind him, picked up a textbook, looked down, and said nonchalantly.

"I thought you wouldn't fall into this trap."

"Trap? Then you are too self-righteous."

The Lost Witch, who was hung in the air by the scarlet silk cloth, looked at his back and smiled disapprovingly, as if she was playing with a child.

But the next moment, her expression suddenly froze.

She wanted to use magic to distort the spiritual space in front of her, but she suddenly found that she could not exert any magic power. This space stood still like a giant pillar.

The Lost Witch was stunned, then looked at Nezha, "...his reason?"

As she was thinking, the sound of "Dinglingling——" fell into her ears.

As the clear and pleasant bell rang in the teaching building, a noisy voice came from all directions of the classroom.

Then, one figure after another appeared on the empty seats.

The boy in a black hoodie put his hands behind his head, yawned and asked:

"Didn't we agree that there would be no class today? It's time to vote again?"

"Spider-boy, don't be so anxious. The weird teacher hasn't come yet." The figure in a red and blue battle suit and a bird-beak helmet looked at the blackboard and said unhappily, "Besides, there are two transfer students coming today, and an off-campus leader from the teaching bureau is coming to inspect the quality of the course. It's very busy."

As he said this, he closed the "Superhero Code" in his hand, raised his head, looked at the Lost Witch hanging in the air through the lens, and sighed: "Please...you treat our off-campus leader like this, hanging her on the ceiling to listen to the class?"

"Nezha did it."

The girl in the Christmas dress said expressionlessly, and she complained as soon as she opened her mouth.

The blue owl looked at Nezha, and Nezha also looked at him.

"Do you have any objections?" the latter asked coldly.

"Okay, it turns out that it was our class bully who did it, so I have no objection."

The blue owl spread his hands to show his submission.

While the few people were talking, the expression of an owl on Little Red Riding Hood's shoulder suddenly became solemn.

It coughed twice and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "The teacher of the strange thing is here, students, stand up--!"

No one responded.     Similarly, no one stood up.

It can be seen that this teacher does not seem to have any prestige in the eyes of students.

In the dead silence, a human figure with a gray halo flowing all over his body walked in, with several textbooks under his armpits, most of which were books related to psychology, such as "The Interpretation of Dreams" and "Flow: The Psychology of Self-Evolution".

Under the gaze of everyone in the classroom, the strange thing climbed onto the podium slowly, walking upright and dignified, just like the image of a teacher-it would be even better if it could hold back its hips.

It put the textbook on the stage, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of its nose and raised its empty eyes.

He looked at the Lost Witch in the air, and then took a breath very seriously, as if he was preparing for the class before being reviewed by the leader.

Then he put his hands on his hips and said seriously: "Students, since there are leaders from outside the school to review the class today, we must take a more rigorous attitude than usual... Do you understand?"

"Okay, Teacher Weird Thing!"

Kobe raised his wings and raised his hand like a primary school student.

However, except for this owl, everyone else was indifferent and did their own thing.

The Lost Witch looked at them with a smile, maintaining her usual calmness.

The Weird Thing raised a finger, held up the textbook with the other hand, and slowly introduced: "Today we are going to talk about Freud's "superego", "id" and "ego" theory, to help everyone correctly understand such a uh... charlatan psychologist, oh no, it's a bit too much to say he is a charlatan..."

At this point, he suddenly paused slightly, raised his right hand, and mysteriously swept his eyes over the classroom, raised his clenched right hand, and slowly spread out his five fingers.

In its palm, a paper man was curled up, muttering "ego", "superego", "id" with a gloomy look...

"Surprised, students? Our little paper man will participate in today's class. Thanks to our little friend "Anti-Dog" for providing the teaching material "Door of Humanities" for the welfare home, which makes our class today more interesting."

After saying that, the strange thing suddenly fell silent, made a "hand-eating" gesture, and held his right hand in his mouth without saying a word.

"Oh... Oops, oops, it's really too bad. It's obviously Teacher Weird's first public performance class, but such a mistake happened."

"What happened, Teacher Weird?"

Looking at its panic, the Lost Witch asked with interest: "You will disappoint me, an off-campus leader, be careful to report to the Education Bureau."

"I'm sorry, this teacher came to our welfare home to listen to the class, but Teacher Weird was not prepared. I must be too nervous, I must be too nervous."

Weird held his chest and shook his head, "I actually forgot that there are two transfer students today. I'm so careless... But please don't completely deny Teacher Weird's efforts because of such a small episode. The specific evaluation must wait until the formal class begins, right?"

"Of course."

The Lost Witch said mockingly.

Weird Thing heaved a sigh of relief: "Anyway... let's welcome them first, don't let them wait outside for too long."

After the words fell, the door of the classroom slowly opened with a creak, and then a slender figure in a wheelchair entered the classroom.

The red-haired girl sat in a wheelchair and stepped onto the podium with a smile on her face.

"Hello everyone, I am the transfer student 'Stro', you can also call me 'Gastro', please give me your guidance."

After introducing herself, she raised her deep eyes and swept her eyes around the classroom with a playful look.

Weird Thing adjusted his glasses and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, student Stro, please sit at the table to the right of Mr. Blue Owl. That is the seat that Mr. Weird Thing has picked for you in advance."

Stro nodded, then pushed the wheel of the wheelchair and moved closer to the seat on one side of the classroom.

Seeing that she was having some difficulty moving from the wheelchair to the seat, Blue Owl beside her couldn't bear to watch and helped her up. Then he sighed and asked gracefully, "Why do I remember that you are not actually disabled? Is your lower body disability just a cover-up for yourself?"

"Ah...really?" Stroll raised her eyebrows and said thoughtfully, "But if I were not disabled, I would not be able to get the disability bursary from the principal, and then I would not be worthy of teaching in this classroom. , isn’t it?”

"That makes sense."

As they said that, the two of them looked towards the first row of the classroom. They could only see Ke Mingye's back, but not his expression.

Ke Mingye's face was expressionless at this time, and he looked sideways at the sunset outside the window.

Stroll pointed at Little Red Riding Hood and said, "Teacher, can I sit farther away from this magical girl?"

"Why?" asked the strange thing on the stage.

"How can I put it this way...the fireballs she threw hurt people."

Stroll paused and said casually, "This is my personal experience."

"I'm really sorry." Little Red Riding Hood said expressionlessly, "The principal ordered me to do that, otherwise why would I throw fireballs at you? We little girls who grew up with garbage in their mouths are all very gentle. I want to study hard in class and never do anything that violates the rules and regulations.”

The strange thing thought about it for a while and said, "Then Stroll's position should be moved forward."

"Thanks."

"Then, next is today's second transfer student. Everyone welcomes him with applause. He is our 'Ghost-Faced Theorist - Na'."

When the strange thing said this, he suddenly fell silent and looked sideways at Nezha.

Nezha snorted coldly. He didn't seem to want to hear someone with the same name as him in a classroom, so Teacher Weirdong had to change his words and said: "There is no one, there is only a 'ghost-faced psychic', or maybe there is only a 'spiritualist' , it’s more palatable.”

After the words fell, a man wearing a metal windbreaker, with red wrists exposed and a metal ghost mask on his face, slowly walked in from outside the classroom.

Through the mask, his dark and empty eyes swept across the crowd, silent, standing on the podium like a statue.

"As you can see, this classmate is a mute. According to the certification of our weird teacher, the new classmate has a vague tendency to violence. Of course, it is much better than the beast in the corridor. In short, please forgive me and bear with me. "

The strange thing said slowly, looking sideways at the corridor outside the classroom.

The moment it heard the footsteps, it quickly ran to the door, closed it, locked it, and then breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the podium. Everyone was silent, not daring to look out the window, their faces a little scared, and the atmosphere was solemn for a while.

The Lost Witch tilted her head and looked at this scene pretending to be calm, as if watching a farce.

However, there was already a wave of panic in her heart: "The spiritual world is so distorted that he can still act like a normal person. It is simply... incredible."

Spider Man sighed: "First there is a person in a wheelchair, and then there is a mute. Our classroom is a little bit -"

"This classmate, what's wrong with you, a disabled person?"

Stroll held up her chin and interrupted his words with a sideways glance.

"We are all players, let's be tolerant of each other, okay?" Spider Man rolled his eyes.

Stroe smiled slightly, held his chin with his left hand, raised his right hand, and made an "Okay" gesture without looking back.

Seeing the classmates getting along harmoniously, the strange thing took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes with joy, then put them on again.

He patted the shoulder of the ghost-faced psychic who was standing on the podium, and said in a gentle tone: "Then please find a seat you like and sit down, fellow psychic, as long as you don't occupy the principal's position. ”

The psychic nodded, and then found a place to sit down.

At this time, Teacher Weird was about to start teaching, when Little Red Riding Hood in the corner of the classroom suddenly raised her hand.

The strange thing looked at her and asked curiously:

"Little Red Riding Hood, do you have any questions?"

Little Red Riding Hood raised her ice-blue eyes and looked at the Lost Witch hanging in mid-air, and then at the back of Ke Mingye sitting in the first row.

She said softly: "Principal, the leaders outside the school are blocking my view, making it difficult to take notes."

The strange thing said: "Classmate, this kind of problem should be addressed to the class teacher, not the principal."

At this time, Ke Mingye was lying on the desk, staring at the setting sun outside the window. He said casually: "Then let the superintendent listen to the class in the corridor, so that it will not affect the teaching."

The Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable gasp came from the classroom.

The strange teacher also raised a non-existent eyebrow, raised his gray finger, and tapped Tianming point gently.

After a while, it pushed up its glasses and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, the principal actually said that he would put the respected external leaders in the corridor to listen to the class, but this is too rude and does not conform to our hospitality. "

As he spoke, he raised his head and asked for the opinions of everyone in the classroom: "Students, what do you think?"

"I don't mind," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"Hey, I'll go and get her out of here as soon as possible. She's an eyesore." Spider Man slapped his hand like a fly.

"Uh...I agree." Blue Owl said.

"Miss Little Red Riding Hood has no objection, and so does Mr. Kobe!" Kobe snorted.

"I don't care." Stroe said softly. She held her chin, lowered her eyes, and quietly read the "Introduction to the Facilities of Rong's Welfare Home".

The ghost-faced psychic nodded silently.

Finally, everyone looked at Nezha who was sitting on the window sill with his eyes closed and resting.

Nezha slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone with an expressionless expression.

He asked: "You all voted, so what else do I need to vote for?"

As soon as the words fell, the Hun Tian Ling wrapped around every corner of the classroom suddenly spread out, and the bright red ribbed cloth like fire gathered and danced, and in a flash, the classroom door lock was opened, and the Lost Witch who was tied in the ribbed cloth was thrown out of the door.

Then he closed the door and locked it with a "click".

"You actually let me go on your own initiative... You are so interesting, don't let me find the flaws of this place."

The Lost Witch smiled and said disapprovingly.

She had a lot of time to play with him, so she slowly stood up and looked around with interest.

At this moment, she suddenly moved her eyes and saw a boy in a hospital gown leaning against the wall of the corridor, lowering his eyes and reading silently.

The boy in the hospital gown occasionally glanced sideways, cast an emotionless look, and quickly retracted it.

The Lost Witch was observing him, when suddenly a hoarse whisper came from the shadows in the other corner of the corridor.

"Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her..."

The Lost Witch raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of the voice.

From the shadows, a young man with red eyes slowly crawled along the ground, like a beast looking for food, approaching the Lost Witch step by step.

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