Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Chapter 198 Big Event Two: Blood Clan Hunter (Part 2)_3

Speaking of which, she paused.

“Although fairy tales are just fairy tales, they gave a desperate girl hope, allowing her to imagine… perhaps in this world, beautiful things can still happen.”

Blue Owl thought for a moment, then said, “Er… so, were you originally a schizophrenic?”

“Well… if you must put it that way, then I feel like all gamers are schizophrenics,” Sisteruo said softly.

“Actually, I don’t know much about this ‘gamer’ organization; I’ve only heard bits and pieces from others,” Blue Owl said, “but I feel that you’re probably not that bad of a girl.”

Blue Owl thought again, and added, “So in the gamers, do you count as a traitor, or what?”

“More or less.”

“Oh, no wonder those gamers don’t play with you. It looks like you’re smart, not brainwashed like they are. That’s a good thing.”

“Well… it’s not really brainwashing, because if the Superhumans aren’t exterminated, they will truly die.”

Blue Owl was stunned, then sighed heavily, “Alright, although this is absurd, I’ll try to accept it.”

While speaking, Blue Owl fell silent for a while, then asked, “What about you, then? Is it okay if you die?”

“It’s okay,” Sisteruo said indifferently, “I’ve died many times already. The first time was when my parents gave up on paying my medical bills; the second time was on the hospital bed, watching the trees outside the window wither, watching as my hair was shaved off by the doctors; the third time was the first time I saw the Arctic sky… At that moment, I strangled my past self.”

As she spoke, she lifted her finger to turn pages of a book, her face downturned, her profile enveloped in dappled light and shadow, “So I’m not afraid of dying.”

“Because you don’t want to do things against your conscience?”

“Not exactly,” Sisteruo contemplated, “I just hope that some people can survive, but they are Superhumans, which means if I want to live on, I have to hurt them.”

“So, you’re giving up your own life?”

“Not really, if I killed them, then I would indeed be giving up my own life,” Sisteruo said, “To me, they are the meaning of this phase of life, even if it’s just for a year, it’s enough happiness for me.”

She paused, “So I want to protect them from the hands of other gamers.”

“You’re right,” Blue Owl said, “but why did you kidnap me? I’m not a gamer, am I wrong?”

“Because I’m about to die,” Sisteruo said, “If I don’t find a white-haired vampire, I’m going to die very soon, then forget about a year, I can’t even make it through the next few days.”

“Why?”

Hearing this, Sisteruo gently lifted the sleeve of her dark red dress, revealing a ghastly pattern on her arm drawn in blood, the face of a demon.

From this pattern, dark veins spread throughout her body.

“I need a heart, a vampire’s heart,” Sisteruo said, “but I can’t find her… so, before resorting to more extreme measures, I wanted to try if I could find her through the Dice Monster. This way, many sacrifices could be avoided.”

She paused, turned her face, and met Blue Owl’s gaze, “Although I’m sorry, for my own purpose, I might have to kill you.”

“So you’re telling me all this just to explain your reason for killing me?”

“That’s right, but actually, there’s also a part of me that’s simply idle and bored,” Sisteruo smiled, “You can pretend I’m just talking to myself; I won’t feel guilty. After all, I’m someone who has ‘died three times’.”

As her voice fell, the air in the deserted building was briefly shrouded in silence.

Blue Owl didn’t speak again but lowered his head and silently mused.

While Gastella flipped through her book and didn’t continue questioning him, he took the opportunity to retrieve the anchor sunglasses from his “gamer satchel.” To avoid detection, he held them in his mouth.

Then, he pressed the button on the edge of the sunglasses frame with his teeth.

[Around you within an eight-meter radius, the only person is: Gastella (gamer). Would you like to set an anchor point on this person?]

“Set it up.”

Blue Owl responded in his mind.

[An anchor point has been set on the gamer “Gastella.” For the next ten minutes, as long as you put on the sunglasses and press the button on their edge again, you will obtain that gamer’s location coordinates.]

As the system notification ended, Blue Owl quickly put the anchor sunglasses back into the satchel, looked up, and stealthily observed Gastella to confirm she hadn’t noticed his slight movement.

At the same time, in the basement of Hongdeng Commercial Street.

Ke Mingye released his phone, took out the anchor sunglasses from the satchel, put them on, and then pressed the button on top.

Immediately, a map of Huanjing appeared on the lenses of the sunglasses, with a conspicuous red light pulsing in one corner of the map.

“This location is…”

Ke Mingye paused, then blurted out a name.

“Lodi Old Town District.”

Quickly, he released another Deception Puppet in the basement, making it maintain its original appearance, equipped with a night belt, and sent it heading towards the exit in stealth mode.

Then he picked up a spare phone, accessed the app designed by Cai Bing, and sent a message to Ke Xiaomo’s inbox.

[Strange Thing: Oh Ninja, you must be anxious right now, as your brother was suddenly kidnapped, yet you don’t know his whereabouts.]

[Strange Thing: But don’t worry, I will bring you some good news.]

[Strange Thing: Lodi Old Town District, west side entrance, the fifth abandoned building from the left if counting to the right. You’re welcome, there might be many people lying in ambush there, I advise you to proceed with caution.]

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