Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 498

Chapter 498: Chapter 252 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 3)_2 Chapter 498: Chapter 252 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 3)_2 “`
In fact, it was still quite early for mealtime, as the official dining hours in the asylum were at 9 a.m.

But there was a rule here, where the Supervisor would take new patients on a tour of the asylum’s facilities one day in advance to help them acclimatize. The dining hall was also part of the environment to get used to–to ensure these newcomers had something to eat, during their first week, the Supervisor would bring them to the dining hall before mealtime started, allowing them to get their food before the other patients.

In some sense, this was a kind of “protection period for newbies.”

After all, it was common for new patients to be tormented by the veterans to the point of utter misery, with some eventually curling up in their rooms, refusing to go out, leading to anorexia or even suicide.

Ke Mingye mentally reviewed some matters relating to the asylum and slowly stopped walking, pausing at the end of the corridor.

Turning his head, he saw two individuals in room 520 of block C: one was sitting against the wall reading a book, the other was sitting crossed-legged on the bed, meditating.

He glanced at his watch and said to those inside the room, “C108 and C109, three minutes to go. I will take you on a tour inside the asylum, get ready.”

After speaking, Ke Mingye turned around, his back resting against the iron door of the room. He yawned, placing his hands in front of his groin, leisurely looking at the room opposite, room 521.

Each room in block C of the asylum was made of special materials: one could not see the exterior from inside the room, but looking from outside, one could see clearly everything that was happening inside the room.

At that moment, Ke Mingye was staring with the eyes of the dead fish, boredly at the opposite room.

In the darkness, a patient had his legs wrapped in black tape, suspending himself upside down from the ceiling. He tilted his head slightly, his vacant gaze skewing towards Ke Mingye, his mouth spreading into a bizarre smile.

“Hey, hey, this guy shouldn’t be able to see me, right… I remember you can’t see outside from inside the room.”

Ke Mingye’s forehead beaded with cold sweat as he thought to himself.

[Code Name: Upside-Down Man]
[Name: Kanas]

His ability causes anyone who makes eye contact with him for more than five seconds to become assimilated, adopting the same habits and quirks.

For this reason, Upside-Down Man “Kanas” once founded an Upside-Down Association in the United States. He thought he had found his kindred spirits, like-minded individuals, but in truth, it was an illusion he single-handedly created. On the day the police arrested Kanas, he and all members of the Upside-Down Association were hanging from the ceiling like a colony of bats, looking down at the police with smiles on their faces.]
After reading the superhuman’s profile, Ke Mingye was slightly startled, quickly averting his eyes from Kanas so as not to make eye contact and be affected by his abilities, like an idiot directly using a web shooter to suspend himself from the ceiling in front of his brother, thereby revealing his identity as Dice Monster.

However, logically speaking, patients who could be locked up in Bedlam Asylum had been basically processed, so the abilities of Upside-Down Man should also be in a suppressed or disabled state, meaning making eye contact with him shouldn’t have too much effect.

Through the see-through wall, Ke Mingye looked at another figure in the opposite room.

Below the Upside-Down Man, another thin figure in a patient uniform squatted on the ground, silently drawing stars and moons with his fingers, his eyes focused yet vacant, like a deep chasm.

[Code Name: Magic Ghost]
[Name: Jonas]
[Danger Level: C]
[Introduction: He used to work in a circus until one day everyone realized that he was doing too well, so well that it surpassed what humans are capable of. From that day on, everything changed.

He said he was born for the circus and loved the job, but the villagers threw tomatoes and eggs at him, yelling for the Superhuman to get out of the village. After that, Jonas started his last performance in the village; using people’s heads as material, he juggled them, catching and tossing, until he realized none of his audience had heads left, no one to watch his show. That’s when he sighed with his hands on his hips, disappointedly heading off.]
“We are ready, Mr. Supervisor, may I ask what are you daydreaming about?”

A calm and gentle voice came from behind him, speaking perfect English.

“No worries.” Ke Mingye raised his hand, rubbing his Adam’s apple, “Let’s go.” With that, he took out keys from his pocket and sideways, opened the door to the room.

“Behave yourselves. Remember, no one here treats you like humans. No matter who you were before, once you’ve been sent to this asylum, you’re the lowest and most useless stratum of society, surviving solely on government handouts. If you dare to commit any misconduct, you will be shot immediately, understand?”

Ke Mingye did not deliberately lower his voice, but simply said calmly to Ke Yinzhi and Fan Quan.

Fan Quan made a gesture of adjusting his glasses, but as there were no glasses on his nose, his middle and index fingers froze in mid-air, as he said expressionlessly, “Understood.”

Ke Yinzhi looked down at his book, raising a hand in a surrender gesture, indifferently yawning.

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