Superman's Ending Manual

"The C-class wanted criminal 'Dice Monster' is charged with damaging public facilities and setting fires on viaducts. Judging from the known behavior so far, he is suspected of having the ability to self-destruct and can trigger supernatural phenomena by throwing dice."

Anti-dog took a glass of lemonade from the waiter and spoke leisurely. The voice was kept as low as possible so that only he and Ke Mingye could hear it.

Hearing this, Ke Mingye was stunned for two or three seconds before he reacted. He thought to himself: "Really or not, I'm on the wanted list right now, and the wanted level is marked so high by the association?"

The order made the Trickster Doll raise its eyes and look intently at the "C-Class Wanted List" on the official website of the Super Hero Association.

The first photo that catches my eye is that of "The Dice Man."

In the photo, there is a gray human figure squatting above the traffic light sign. It lowers its empty eyes, grins high, and throws a dice in the direction of the street with its right hand.

The wanted reasons and ability performance below are exactly as Anti-Dog said, word for word.

Anti-dog said slowly: "This should be a good thing you did. Whether it is the dice ability or the school uniform, the details are basically correct. It is just that the appearance is a bit strange, but when you associate this with something, you are suspected of having the ability to self-destruct." 'Come on, I'll just treat your current body as a robot, and you can change your appearance at will..."

"Of course, if it is just the above, it is just conjecture and there is no evidence."

He paused: "So, the most important thing is that this photo was taken yesterday afternoon, in front of Yandai Cinema City, very close to our meeting place, that is, the Meiyijia, and the time happened to be ours. Not long after the copy was released.”

As he said that, he put away his phone and put it in his pocket: "If the above is a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence."

Ke Mingye was silent for a while and couldn't help but shrugged: "So you dressed up like Sherlock Holmes today and even wore a Roostik hat just to show off your reasoning ability?"

"This has nothing to do with our topic," Anti-Dog said.

Ke Mingye asked calmly: "So, can I still argue that this thing is not me?"

In fact, he had expected it. After all, ever since he said he had acquired a passive skill to lose weight, it was only a matter of time before he was exposed - a passive skill to lose weight already destined him to fail the genetic test and the school physical examination. How nonsense is this? metaphor.

At the time, he seemed to be perfunctory, but it was reasonable for Anti-Dog to be suspicious of him.

If it was really exposed, it would be impossible for Ke Mingye to choose to tell the other party about his situation.

Because with the severe ecological environment in his home, he would be finished if he made one wrong step. If he told anyone, he would undoubtedly be putting his life in the hands of others. Ke Mingye was not that naive yet.

"You can quibble, but it's meaningless."

As he said that, Anti-Inu held the cell phone with his right hand and put it into his pocket. He leaned back on the chair and raised his eyes to stare at the face of the puppet: "Judging from various evidences, this thing is basically inseparable from you. I hope you can Can you give me a decent explanation?”

Ke Mingye took a sip of the boiled water brought by the clerk and thought to himself that he had committed a sin.

If I had known, I would have asked the puppet to take off his school uniform as soon as it came out in the cinema, so that no flaws would be exposed, but at that time, the eldest brother stopped at the door of the cinema, and he did not have time to think so much, so he had to act as soon as possible.

Besides... even if the doll is not wearing a school uniform, most anti-dogs will still think of him as "dice".

But it doesn't matter. Even if he doesn't cooperate with other players, he is confident that he can become stronger by playing alone. However, the early attack methods are also scarce, so being able to follow a dungeon is just a dungeon.

Ke Mingye leaned the back of his head on the wall behind him, breathed a sigh of relief, and said unhurriedly: "There is really nothing to refute. I lied to you. My first skill is not to lose weight, but to create something." A puppet."

"So, 'Dice Monster' is your puppet, and you also used this puppet the last time you had a dungeon with us?"

"Even now."

Ke Mingye was blunt.

"Is it because he doesn't trust us?" Anti-dog speculated, "But that's true. If I had the ability to manipulate a puppet, I would probably let it meet other players on my behalf."

Ke Mingye met his gaze and explained.

"It's not a question of trust or distrust, but my situation is very complicated. It's not convenient to talk to you about the specific situation. The only thing I can say is that my birth point is different from yours, and anyone around me can threaten you. My life... So, if I want to meet you, I have no choice but to use a puppet."

He paused: "If you think I will endanger your safety, or expose your whereabouts and identity, then it doesn't matter if I withdraw from the team now, there is nothing wrong with talking about it."

After a moment of silence, Anti-Dog said, "I understand, so be it."

"Okay, then I'll quit the team."

"No, you may have misunderstood."

Anti-Dog said, taking a sip of lemonade, "I mean, that's it. You just have to use the puppet to get through the dungeon with us."

"ah?"

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows. He originally thought that the cultural man would fall out with him directly, but it was a bit strange that he just let it go like this.

He didn't know what the anti-dog old Yinbi was thinking, so he just waited quietly for the other party to speak.

Fan Quan said: "Your identity is indeed suspicious, but judging from your performance in this copy, you are an indispensable position among us, and there is no reason for you to leave the team."

"I said, my environment is very dangerous, aren't you worried that I will drag you down with me?"

"I am also a potential wanted criminal. Since the ultimate goal is to exterminate the superhuman race, we are all in the same boat, what's the difference." Fan Quan said calmly, "Also, since I can handle my own troubles, I think you should be able to handle the scale and not implicate your own people."

Ke Mingye's eyelids twitched, thinking, brother, my troubles are not on the same level as yours, I have eight A-level superhumans at home watching me.

You just killed a few superhumans, and at most there will be some small heroes to play hide-and-seek with you. If you can't catch them, it's okay. Anyway, there is a big event every day in this world.

Fanquan leaned back in his chair, flipping through the black leather Bible, and continued: "Also, I suggest that if you have any big moves in the future, just take them out in the dungeon, there is no need to hide them."

"No, why do you think I hid my big moves?"

"After all, I killed four superhumans, and my wanted level on the official website is only E-level, which is far lower than yours... This shows that the association values ​​you more, and your strength should be far more than what you show, otherwise they would not value you so much."

"Besides, your performance in the dungeon is also outrageous, your 'physical fitness 'The attribute should be far higher than the average of the players, otherwise it would not be able to break through those machete hands. "

Ke Mingye hesitated for two seconds: "Cultivated people, do you think there is a possibility?"

"What possibility?"

"The Superhero Association attaches great importance to me, just because I was lucky before, and the result of throwing the disaster dice was better. In fact, I am not as secretive as you think."

"There is such a possibility."

"Right?"

While saying this, Ke Mingye actually knew that his wanted level was so high, it must be because his elder brother exaggerated his criminal file.

From the charge of "arson on the viaduct", it can be seen that his wanted information was 100% submitted by Ke Yinzhi.

After all, except for his elder brother, no one knew that he met Black Wukong on the viaduct.

In fact, when Ke Mingye saw the charge for the first time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "God damn, 'overpass arson' can be attributed to me, it was obviously done by Black Wukong, okay? Don't put your sister's deeds on my head, brother, do criminals have no human rights?"

Continuing to speculate along this line of thought, it is most likely that the eldest brother submitted his file to the Super Hero Association, and also exerted his power as the highest executive of the Control Bureau to deliberately increase his danger level, hoping to increase the attention of the Super Hero Association and catch him as soon as possible.

But C-level is really too exaggerated...

Ke Mingye took a quick look at the wanted list, and the trickster puppet was out of place among the C-level wanted criminals, just like a circus clown stuffed into a group of macho men.

So, from today on, there will be superheroes to bother me... He thought secretly, but those people can't catch me either. After all, the most difficult group of people are still playing house games with me. I can see their movements at the first time. What should others be afraid of?

"That's it for now. As usual, I will contact you when I need you." Fanquan said, closing the book.

"Thank you for talking to me alone about this."

Fanquan said expressionlessly: "I just don't want to affect the two of them. If there is a gap, they won't be so handy to cooperate in the dungeon. I am the commander who has a headache."

Ke Mingye said: "That's right."

"Goodbye, if you have special circumstances that need to be avoided later, don't send the puppet over, so as not to expose your whereabouts."

"Of course." Ke Mingye was silent for a while, "Goodbye... I hope we can all survive to the end."

Fanquan glanced at him, got up from his seat, and passed by him.

Ke Mingye waited for a while, deliberately staggered his time, and then left the dessert shop. He changed his face, took a bus to the coast, and threw his body into the sea to explode.

The flames were swallowed by the surging waves, and the sun was still bright and fierce.

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