Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Chapter 192 Qing Ya’s Guidance

Blue Owl stared at the dark figure standing in the middle of the test chamber, thinking to himself.

“Gosh, has Commander Che turned into a riddle-speaker too? So the superpower mentor he found for me was my old man. ”

He shook his head, continuing to think, “Oh no, that’s not right. It must have been my old man who asked him to keep it secret from me. Our intimidating Crow Man loves to create this kind of unexpected atmosphere. ”

Seeing that Qing Ya remained silent, just silently gazing at him, Blue Owl suddenly felt invigorated, thinking if you’re not going to talk, then I won’t either. Is it a competition to see who has a bigger idol burden?

Thus, the atmosphere in the silvery-white test chamber became awkward. The two of them stood helmet to helmet, their beak-like visors facing each other, like two warriors brandishing their bayonets at each other from a distance.

For a second or two, Blue Owl really wondered if he’d come to compete over whose bird beak looked cooler, as if on the count of “three, two, one,” they would both fly to the tree next to the Superhero Tower and peck at the branches, to see who could catch more bugs.

Blue Owl frowned, trying to wave his hand. Qing Ya still showed no reaction, standing there like a statue.

So, feeling helpless, Blue Owl tried to break the silence. He said, “Uh… hello, Mr. Qing Ya, did you want to see me for a reason?”

Qing Ya was silent for another couple of seconds before getting straight to the point, without beating around the bush.

“Show me your superpower…”

He said this in a calm voice, yet it sounded like a huge crow’s hoarse and penetrating call.

Hearing this, Blue Owl was confused and asked irritably, “What do you mean by ‘show’? ”

As he spoke, he spread his hands, “Also, I actually have three superpowers. So I’m curious, which one are you referring to?”

“The one you discussed with the Commander,” said Qing Ya.

“Flame Fist, Position Exchange, or Fist-Guessing?” Blue Owl said, “I’ve mentioned all three superpowers to him, and I’m really curious which one you mean.”

Qing Ya didn’t answer this question but instead said, “First, use your original strength to simply rotate your arm.”

As he said this, he summoned several crows around himself. The crows slowly flapped their wings and approached Blue Owl, then squinted their crimson eyes and unblinkingly watched Blue Owl’s every move from all directions.

To tell the truth, being stared at by so many crow-shaped monitors wasn’t a pleasant experience. Blue Owl felt the lifeless gaze of those creatures and a shiver ran down his spine.

“What does this mean, can you please explain your intentions first?”

Blue Owl crossed his arms over his shoulders and slightly tilted his head, the bird beak on his mask inclining with it.

“Just do as I say,” Qing Ya replied coldly.

“Alright, alright, no need to rush,” Blue Owl responded as he irritably rotated his arm once more, then asked, “Like this?”

“Unleash your superpower,” Qing Ya continued.

Blue Owl raised a finger and said, “You know, one day as I was fighting a supervillain, I fell into a river. I was pulled out by the River God, who then asked me, ‘Is the power you dropped this Position Exchange superpower, or this little Fire Fist skill, or is it actually the ability to rotate your arm for an exercise routine,’ guess how I answered him?”

Qing Ya remained silent, offering no response.

“Okay, I know you think I’m being awkward, but I just feel, can our atmosphere be a bit less… tense?”

Blue Owl shrugged his shoulders, speaking slowly.

Qing Ya still gave no response, looking at him perform like a statue.

Blue Owl placed a hand to his forehead, shaking his head and sighing. He felt like he was talking to an AI, as if getting Qing Ya to speak one unnecessary word would be as difficult as taking his life.

In fact, he knew which superpower Qing Ya wanted to see. He had discussed the “Rotary Arm Fist-Guessing Skill” superpower quite thoroughly with Che Zhengchen, and it was highly likely Qing Ya had heard about this from Commander Che.

“Since you insist, then watch carefully. This is the fifth period of middle school exercises for the 21st century.”

As he spoke, he unleashed the B-rank Skill–“Rotary Arm Fist-Guessing Skill,” and his right arm began to slowly rotate in midair, the air around him subtly stirring.

Qing Ya stood in the distance, silently observing him through the eyes of the crows.

“I want to clarify again, I cannot control this skill; once I start rotating, I must play rock-paper-scissors afterward. The outcome isn’t something I can decide; each result corresponds to a different power… so if I accidentally blow your head off, the Superhero Association won’t blame me, right? After all, I’m just doing as you instructed,” said Blue Owl as he kept rotating his arm, “Rock-paper-scissors’ result isn’t something I can decide.”

By the end, the slowly turning right arm had already begun to make a heavy wooshing sound, and it seemed like the air pressure in the entire test chamber was changing with the rotation of his arm.

Qing Ya tilted his head and squinted his eyes at him. Even at a distance of several meters, his cloak was still billowing due to the wind stirred up by Blue Owl’s rotating arm.

He asked, “How many rotations can you do at most?”

“Twenty,” said Blue Owl, pausing for a moment, “That’s the limit my arm can endure; any more and my arm might detach. By the way, I don’t know if Commander Che has told you, but the more circles I accumulate, the stronger the force stored in my arm becomes, and the more powerful the resulting rock-paper-scissors ability will be.”

He spoke quickly, fearing the twenty rotations would be complete before he could finish his sentence. That would be such a drag.

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