Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 332

Chapter 332: Chapter 198 Big Event Two: Blood Clan Hunter (Part 2)_2

“My name is Sisteruo,” she said, “Someone sent me to kill you. I had no choice but to bring you here.”

“Who?” Blue Owl paused, “Could it be… that strange thing?”

“Although I don’t know who the strange thing you’re referring to is, if I’m not mistaken… it should be the Dice Monster, right?”

“Who else?” Blue Owl sighed.

Sisteruo spoke nonchalantly, “He’s truly an odd one, dressing himself in drab colors.”

“Indeed, creepily strange.”

After speaking, Blue Owl pondered for a moment, then belatedly said, “Wait, so you’re now planning to hand me over to the Dice Monster?”

“Of course,” Sisteruo said. “I’m waiting for him to show up, though I don’t know when he will.”

Hearing this, Blue Owl let out a soft sigh and said irritably, “Let me put it this way, I don’t know what you’re after, but you’ve been played by him… He’s not going to show up, I know his type well.”

“Actually, it’s not just the Dice Monster I find interesting. I’m personally intrigued by you,” Sisteruo continued.

“Eh… so this is indeed a fan meet-and-greet?”

While saying this, Blue Owl tried to twist his head unsuccessfully; his neck was nearly choking from the iron chain restraining him.

Sisteruo, while flipping through a page, said, “You know, when you put on that mask, a panel appears above your head; and when you take off the mask, the panel disappears. This is quite strange, I’ve never seen anything like it before.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” Blue Owl said, “Not to be rude, but are you sober right now, or have you lost your mind?”

“You really don’t understand?”

“I don’t,” Blue Owl sighed again.

“In any case, you’re not normal,” Sisteruo paused, “but you’re not a player either because I tried to send you a friend request, and it didn’t go through.”

Hearing this, Ke Mingye in the basement slightly widened his eyes, thinking, “Sure enough, she is Gastella herself, otherwise how could she send a friend request to Blue Owl… That’s right, as long as I can get my second brother and old dad to find this place, it will be enough. Those Blood Clan Hunters should be lurking nearby, but they are no match for my dad.”

Controlling Blue Owl, he spoke, “Player, now I understand. Are you from that organization… seeking to exterminate superhumans within a year?”

“To be precise, I am but one person, without an organization,” Sisteruo said with a curve of her lips, “The other players don’t play with me.”

“You know, when we heard about your plan to exterminate superhumans, many heroes in the association laughed,” Blue Owl said. “They laughed at your lack of self-awareness, laughed that the higher-ups were actually worried and scared about this: The officials had us carrying around a helmet for testing, which honestly was quite a hassle. Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused others, miss? It’s time to find your way back. Given how cute you look, if you let me go now, I can still revoke the lawsuit against you.”

“To exterminate superhumans is indeed laughable.”

“Right?” Blue Owl asked back, “So, are you still set on doing it?”

“No, just they are,” Sisteruo said, “I’ve never thought about exterminating superhumans, even if not doing so means I’ll die.”

Upon hearing this, Blue Owl was taken aback for a couple of seconds. With a drawn-out tone, he said, “Uh… are you joking? Not exterminating superhumans results in death, what kind of cult is this?”

“No joke,” Sisteruo assured.

Calmly speaking, Sisteruo’s gaze turned to the Ugly Duckling in the fairy tale book, her slender fingers resting on her chin, “If I have to describe my feelings, it’s something like… the Ugly Duckling turned into a White Swan, and the White Swan ate the Ugly Duckling.”

“Sorry, I don’t quite follow,” Blue Owl admitted.

Blue Owl glanced at her askance with a curious look.

“It means, I should’ve been a girl who died in a hospital bed, but I chose to become who I am now,” Sisteruo said. “I acknowledged those around me, and so…”

Pausing for a moment, she whispered, “I personally strangled that girl to death in the bed.”

“Still don’t understand, can you speak human?”

“It’s normal that you don’t understand,” Sisteruo said. “You could say that I’m killing time by talking to myself.”

Blue Owl bowed his head and took a deep breath.

“Alright,” he said after a while.

“May I continue talking to myself?” Sisteruo asked politely.

“Go ahead,” Blue Owl said, “I’m still tied up after all.”

“What should I say next?”

“Are you really asking me?” Blue Owl responded.

“Oh… I’ve got it.” Sisteruo, focusing intently on the fairy tale book, fingering the pages slowly said, “Did you know, I really enjoy reading fairy tales.”

“Who doesn’t?”

Blue Owl replied casually.

“That’s right, who doesn’t?” Sisteruo agreed.

She flipped gently through the pages of the book, sharing, “I have dual memories in my mind. In one memory, I was a girl from the slums, falling asleep every day with a tattered fairy tale book; in the other memory, things weren’t so bad or untidy, but abandoned by my parents due to a terminal illness, I spent my days on a hospital bed, the only thing I could do was flip through that same fairy tale book over and over again.”

After some thought, she continued, “I really liked ‘Cinderella,’ and often dreamed of one day having glass slippers appear on my feet, of a carriage whisking me away from that sickroom to go to a ball; of a prince taking my hand and kissing the back of it; the ceiling above would be a splendid crystal chandelier, not that boring, oppressive one. ”

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