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Superman Termination Manual

Ke Mingye accidentally gained the ability to read identities and soon discovered that his family members were an extremely complex mix. Seemingly ordinary family members each had their own secret identities: —— "Superheroes," "magical girls," "ninjas," "aliens," "vampires," "employee of Anomaly Control Bureau ," "dragonkin," "diviners"... Day and night, each family member tried their best to keep their secret identity hidden, so they made their days extraordinarily mysterious, behaving as normal as possible in front of anyone. But the identities they desperately concealed were nothing more than a string of data on the player panel to Ke Mingye. Just when Ke Mingye was lamenting that there wasn't a single normal person in his family, he received a main quest from the game system... —— "Eradicate the Superhumans." "Eradicate... the superhumans?" Sitting at the dining table, Ke Mingye was stunned for a long time, with his chopsticks in his mouth, as he turned his head to survey the room full of superhumans and thought to himself that this was pretty a "happy" surprise!XD

Rain falls on the evening bell · Urban
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Chapter 158 The Reason to Become a Hero

At the abandoned train station, Platform No. 7.

In the leisurely night, puddles by the rails shimmered crystal clear, reflecting the full moon cradled by layers of fish-scale clouds, occasionally hidden, then revealed.

It had rained not long ago. Large drops of water fell from the eaves of the platform roof, drawing crisp arcs in the air and pattering down upon the tracks.

Overlapping with the bustling voices from a phone call.

Ke Mingye sat on the wooden bench on the platform, his gaze lowered.

After saying, "I will join the Superhero Association, but on the condition that I keep my own identity secret," through a voice changer, there was a short silence from Che Zhengchen on the other end of the line.

"If that's not okay, then forget it..." Ke Mingye sighed calmly and continued, "It doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I'll give you ten seconds to respond, or I'm hanging up."

After he finished speaking, he began to count down unilaterally: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."