Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 475

Chapter 475: Chapter 244: The Promise of the Strange Thing, Xiaohongmao and Sloth Witch_3 Chapter 475: Chapter 244: The Promise of the Strange Thing, Xiaohongmao and Sloth Witch_3 “She is certainly safe, but if she becomes a witch, countless people in this world will suffer.”

“Why?”

“Because after she becomes a witch, her powers will inflate to an immeasurable extent. If I must estimate her strength at that time… it would be that little electric gremlin who took out several hundred criminals at the Eiffel Tower.”

“Zeus?” Bai Qiuwu blurted out.

The weird thing nodded, “Exactly, that shiny so-called hero of the Round Table Council, so fake and hypocritical it could make one vomit.”

“If my sister becomes a witch, she will possess the same power as Zeus?”

Bai Qiuwu murmured incredulously.

“That’s just the baseline, and her actual performance may even surpass that,” the weird thing spoke somberly, “So… instead of worrying about Bai Zini, you should actually be more concerned whether your sister, once she becomes a witch, might flip this city upside down.”

Bai Qiuwu took a moment to process, then said, “I understand, although I still have many doubts, you will tell me when it’s time to tell.”

“You trust me that much?”

“After all, you have helped me twice already, a gentleman is judged by deeds, not intentions.”

“Good, Weird Thing the gentleman is quite happy to be of service to you.”

As the weird thing spoke, it suddenly raised a finger as if it remembered something, “Right, I have one last request, may I ask you to listen?”

Bai Qiuwu tilted her head, “What request?”

“Miss Sun Wukong, could you please help me find other Divine Communicators?”

“Why?”

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“Because I’ve heard a rumor that the Divine Communicators who vanished throughout history didn’t just disappear into thin air, nor did they destroy themselves in madness.”

Bai Qiuwu hesitated to speak, “Then…”

“Yes, I think there’s a possibility: the strongest Divine Communicator of each century swallowed up the other Divine Communicators of their time, and ultimately… became a god.”

The weird thing slowly said, its tone as if stating a fact.

Bai Qiuwu was startled.

The weird thing suddenly changed the topic, “Of course, this is just my conjecture.” It shrugged, “But to confirm this guess, I need your help in finding other Divine Communicators, to give me more reference samples, what do you think?”

Bai Qiuwu was silent for a moment, “If I get a chance to meet other Divine Communicators.”

“That’s good.”

The weird thing said, and stood up from the bridge rail, its body slowly leaning sideways, “Then let’s end our meeting tonight here… Goodbye, Miss Sun Wukong.”

As the voice faded, it plunged from the overpass, its form cracking and heating up as always, eventually turning into a burst of fireworks in the skies above Huanjing.

…

…

Not long ago, on the balcony of Bai Ke’s home.

Magical Girl Xiaohongmao, disguised as Yuri, lifted her gaze from the buzzing washing machine to meet Bai Wenna’s eyes.

“What are you looking at? Think you deserve my attention?”

Magical Girl Xiaohongmao thought emotionlessly to herself.

“So dirty, where have you been running off to again?”

As Bai Wenna said this, she picked up the black cat and walked out of the balcony, muttering on her way to the bathroom, “Qiuwu really, her own cat, always running off to who knows where.”

“Mom!”

Bai Zini, who was being punished in the entryway, called out to her.

“What is it?” Bai Wenna looked towards Bai Zini standing in punishment.

“Let me bathe it, Mom, as a way to make amends; I have some free time,” Bai Zini quickly thought on her feet, “Besides, this filthy cat doesn’t deserve our mother’s hand.”

Bai Wenna declined her suggestion, “Thinking of more tricks, are you? Go back to being quiet.”

Having refused, Bai Wenna carried the black cat towards the bathroom, getting closer to the doorway.

Magical Girl Xiaohongmao silently sighed, speaking to another personality in her mind, “Ou, hurry and bring the real Yuri back, or I’m as good as dead.”

Lan Ou replied, “Don’t rush, we are already at the train station. You find a way to slip away, and I’ll have the real Yuri take your place.”

Dice Monster said, “Oh, I am currently chatting with Miss Sun Wukong; otherwise, I would have come to help you, Miss Xiaohongmao.”

Magical Girl Xiaohongmao responded, “Why does it feel like the missions we undertake are not on the same level.”

“So you should understand how difficult Ke Mingye’s situation is. After all, he doesn’t just need to cozy up to the Magical Girl like you do each time he appears.”

Lan Ou spoke indifferently.

“You’re right, but at least he doesn’t have to dress up as a cat or get picked up by an alien for a bath.”

Xiaohongmao’s cat face slightly crumpled.

“Don’t worry, I’m on my way.” Lan Ou said.

“I’m off work first, you two keep it up.” Dice Monster yawned.

“Oh my god, even weirder things are off work before us in this episode, what the hell.”

Lan Ou remarked with amazement.

“If you don’t come back I’m also going off work, seriously. Don’t let that alien cockroach give me a bath, or I’ll just self-destruct, got it?”

Xiaohongmao’s skin crawled as she squirmed in Bai Wenna’s arms.

“Okay, Yuri and I are already at the front door now. Run away from her and come to the corridor entrance.” Lan Ou said, “Then hide in that cardboard box and wait for the door to close before coming out.”

“Alright then.”

Saying this, Xiaohongmao raised her cat leg and with a strong kick at Bai Wenna’s neck, leaped down from her body and dashed toward the firmly closed main door.

Just then, Ke Mingye was coincidentally unlocking the door. With a “click”, the cat impersonated by Xiaohongmao raced past his feet and squeezed through the gap in the door.

“Where are you going?”

Ke Mingye said as he quickly bent down and grabbed the real Yuri, who was hiding behind him, then dragged her back into the apartment.

“This stinky cat, always runs when it’s bath time.”

Bai Wenna approached, took the disgruntled Yuri from Ke Mingye’s hands, gave him a glance, and asked, “Mingye, where did you go?”

“Playing basketball.”

Ke Mingye put his hands in his pockets and wiped his nose as he answered quite naturally.

“Get ready for dinner.”

“Sure, mom.”

As Ke Mingye spoke, he then noticed Bai Zini who was standing with her nose to the wall as punishment, and couldn’t help teasing, “No way, no way, someone isn’t actually being made to stand in the corner, right?

“What kind of dog is that?”

Bai Zini asked each word distinctly.

“A partner of justice.”

“So, I’m asking you what is it eh!”

“Lightning, dog.”

Ke Mingye said without turning back.

Under Bai Zini’s resentful gaze, he looked down playing with his phone and leisurely made his way upstairs.

Meanwhile, outside the apartment in the corridor entrance, Xiaohongmao, hidden in the cardboard box, poked her cat head out and leaped to the top of the railing.

She squeezed through the gap, moving agilely between tall buildings and narrow alleys, jumping, and finally returned to her original form in a somewhat unfamiliar alley.

You Minglu heaved a sigh of relief and adjusted her dress.

After sorting out her clothing, she sat on a trash bin taking a brief breath, then looked up to the bustling street.

“There are too many people here, self-destructing will attract attention, better find another place.”

She thought to herself, hopping down from the trash bin.

Just as she was about to leave the alley and find a secluded spot to self-destruct, You Minglu suddenly saw a figure approaching her.

The newcomer wore a black beret and was wrapped in a black and purple long dress, with a pair of bat-like wings slowly growing behind her. In her hand was a black whip with a broken gem embedded in the handle.

“Shi Neian?”

Xiaohongmao’s gaze faltered imperceptibly, watching her warily, thinking.

“And… a Witchified Shi Neian?”

The Sloth Witch walked slowly, her eyes seemingly fixated only on Xiaohongmao. Her shadow lengthened under the moonlight.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you, Magical Girl Xiaohongmao.”

The witch, with hands cupping her cheeks and a flush on her face, said slowly.

Under the shadow of the beret, her eyes blazed with purplish-red flames.