Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 218

Chapter 218 – 151: The Last Heart
[Failed Man: Scholar, I suggest you’d better not come and meet with us for a while.]

[Fan Quan: Why?]

[Failed Man: Gastella used an item and learned that the vampire he’s looking for has a player with him, and he wants that player to guide him.]

[Fan Quan: Isn’t that you, what does it have to do with me?]

[Failed Man: It is me, but I don’t trust him, so I let you take the heat first.]

[Fan Quan: Ha, you really know how to get me involved.]

Ke Mingye was reminding Fan Quan through the mental chat panel when he was interrupted by Gastella’s voice.

“What does that ‘Fan Quan’ look like?”

He replied offhandedly, “Wears glasses, has the appearance of a smart person, likes to wear black trench coats, sometimes wearing a Lustig’s hat.”

“Noted, next time I meet him, I’ll try to confirm his background,” Gastella said, then suddenly switched topics, “Of course, I’m not ruling out that you’re lying to me, and you are actually that ‘player’ who is hiding a vampire at home.”

Her voice had a hint of childishness, and her gaze seemed to pierce through one’s soul.

However, Ke Mingye remained expressionless. He remained silent for a while and said, “Let’s not talk about who that player is, let’s discuss more important issues.”

“Go on,” Gastella said.

“First, why are you looking for a vampire, and what exactly is this ‘prophecy’ you mentioned; why do you know there is a white-haired vampire in this city?”

“Asking two questions at once isn’t very polite, so I’ll start with the first one.”

Gastella clasped her hands together, resting them on her chin, and slowly said, “The reason I’m looking for a vampire is to save myself.”

“To save yourself,” Ke Mingye raised an eyebrow, puzzled, “What do you mean?”

Gastella continued, “Since the moment I crossed over, my body has been marked with a ‘Blood Clan brand.’

“What is a Blood Clan brand?”

“It’s something a vampire left on me many years ago. It didn’t kill me, but instead left this brand on me. Each month thereafter, this brand would periodically extract fresh blood from my body to transmit to that vampire, and it might only stop extracting my blood when I die.”

Speaking, Gastella paused for a while: “To sum it up, this body has been marked with a Blood Clan brand by that nameless vampire from when I was three years old, and it has been thirteen years now.”

She rested her chin on her hand, her tone indifferent, “In my memory, every year this body has been continuously supplying fresh blood to the owner of the brand. To it, I am like an automatic blood drinking machine. No matter where it is, how far from me, it can draw a mouthful of fresh blood from me each month.”

“Although you may see it as ‘not belonging to my memories’, the recollection is still painful, and my body retains the marks of being tormented over the years.”

Ke Mingye remained silent, quietly waiting for her to explain the whole story.

“Then, just half a month ago, the Blood Clan hunters killed that nameless vampire … but even so, the brand on my body has not disappeared and the power of the brand is getting stronger day by day.”

Gastella lowered her eyes, her tone calm. Your next read awaits at

“If I don’t find a way to remove the brand, it’s very likely that I will be drained of blood by the brand within a month, and die inexplicably.”

Hearing this, Ke Mingye slowly started, “Then, what is the connection between this white-haired vampire you are seeking and the brand on you?”

Gastella answered, “Half a month ago, I found a notebook in the Blood Clan’s main base. The notebook said to lift the Blood Clan brand on me, I must collect the hearts of three different types of vampire.”

“And now we already have the hearts of two types of vampires, only the last one is missing, and it is the most important and rarest one.”

She paused, then emphasized, “The last heart must come from a white-haired vampire–the rarest kind within the Blood Clan, numbering very few, and there might even be only one left in the whole world. But we can’t locate her at the moment because there’s no tracking method for this type of vampire.”

She needed a heart?

If what this player named “Gastella” said was true, without Bai Ziling’s heart, she would die–no wonder she seemed so determined.

Without a heart, even a vampire can’t be reborn, right? If Bai Ziling’s heart were taken by a Hunter from the Blood Clan, then she would definitely die.

Ke Mingye hung his head low, thinking, and asked, “Then how did you confirm that this white-haired vampire is in this city?”

“The Hunters gave me a book, which the system classifies as a near A-grade item. Its effect is that once a month, it can be used to prophesy about a specific thing. I used the ability of this book to prophesy the whereabouts and movements of that white-haired vampire.”

As he spoke, Gastella slightly lifted his gaze to meet the eyes of the Deception Puppet.

“And according to the images provided by the book, that white-haired vampire is hiding in this city; and the prophecy also told me that there’s a player by the vampire’s side, which clearly pointed out the clue–I need to find that player, have him lead me to the vampire, and trick her out to take her heart.”

Ke Mingye pondered for a moment.

“I see, so without this heart, you really would die?”

“Of course,” Gastella said calmly, “Believe it or not.”

She lowered her voice and continued.

“In any case, based on what I know, not just the ‘Fan Quan’ you mentioned, any player in this city could be the person I am looking for, and in fact… that person could be you.”

At the end, Gastella’s eyes steadily focused on Ke Mingye, observing his expression.

The Deception Puppet’s expression remained calm as he said, “I still can’t fully trust you, especially since you met us using a puppet; what if you have been threatened by the officials to lure us players into a trap?”

“What will it take for you to trust me?”

“Let me meet you in person, as well as those Hunters behind you,” Ke Mingye said.

“Are you sure?”

“Very sure.”

“Okay, let’s meet another day.”

“I still don’t quite understand what benefit there is for us in helping you,” Ke Mingye asked, “Will you get the Hunters around you to work with us to eradicate the Superhumans? Rather, aren’t these Hunters themselves Superhumans?”

“Well then, first, I’ll pose a question.”

“Which question?”

“How can you be sure that the player who has a vampire at home will not possibly betray you?”

Gastella paused briefly, then spoke calmly, “Moreover, he has been hidden among you for a long time without telling you that he has a Superhuman type at home… isn’t it exactly likely that he has a compassionate heart, trying to protect his family from being discovered by you players?”

After speaking, she slightly lowered her tone: “Let’s work together to expose him; it’s beneficial for both of us.”

Ke Mingye hung his head, silencing himself for a while, then spoke calmly, “From what I know, based on my familiarity with these players… whoever the player you are talking about is, he shouldn’t attack his companions over feelings and memories that do not belong to him.”

“How can you be so sure?” Gastella sighed. “Human nature is very complex… having a Superhuman at home, memories of being accompanied by this Superhuman day and night… do you think he could really distinguish clearly, when other players want to harm his family, whether he can firmly maintain his stance?”

She sipped her lemonade, then asked.

“Don’t you think such a person sounds dangerous?”