Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 367 - 209 Family Meeting Week Three (Part 1)_3
Chapter 367: Chapter 209 Family Meeting Week Three (Part 1)_3
“What is his purpose then?”
“Still unclear…”
Ke Yinzhi’s face drooped, his eyes hidden under his bangs, his lips curling up slightly, “But we have plenty of time, we can follow the clues and bring this person out step by step. Since he’s here, we should give him a proper welcome.”
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At the same time, in a room on the second floor.
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“Are you okay?”
As Ke Mingye spoke, he walked into the room, casually closed the door, and then sat down beside the bed.
“I’m okay.”
Bai Ziling was squatting on the bed, leaning against the corner of the wall. She had a sketchbook in her lap, her right hand holding colored pencils doodling on it. Beside the pillow was the denim jacket Ke Mingye had snagged from the clothing store.
She had already taken a bath, her skin as pale as ever with no signs of blood or burns. Her snowy white hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head, her red eyes drooping as they fixated on a rabbit drawn in her sketchbook. Holding the pencil, she was adding a red and blue owl next to the rabbit.
Ke Mingye glanced at the denim jacket beside the pillow.
Given Ke Mingye’s zero-dollar shopping habit, he definitely didn’t plan to return it. After all, looting a piece of clothing during troubled times wasn’t too much, and if someone had to blame, blame it on the strange thing. The strange thing has stolen plenty of children’s clothing, one less won’t matter;
Bai Ziling, however, she might wait until that clothing store reopens to go and pay the clerk, of course, it’s just a possibility.
“Should I take this jacket back to them tomorrow?” Ke Mingye asked.
“I want to keep it.”
Bai Ziling paused her pencil, her eyes drooping to the jacket as she said softly, “It’s from my brother…”
“Then keep it,” Ke Mingye sighed softly, “If you like it, let Dad take you to pick out a couple more. You never like to say what you want, no one can guess.”
“Mm.”
“Speaking of which, are you surprised?”
Ke Mingye said, lowering his gaze to the red and blue owl Bai Ziling was drawing, “Your brother is a superhero.”
He remembered that afternoon when he brought Bai Ziling home, had her rest in his room, and then took a spare battle suit from under the bed, planning to leave the room with it. Bai Ziling grabbed his sleeve from behind and said, “Don’t go.”
He said, “Don’t be afraid, your brother is a superhero,” and then left with the battle suit without looking back, even ignoring Bai Wenna trying to stop him.
Back to present, Ke Mingye was deeply embarrassed, his face flushed, thinking that he had really been acting out a farce then, this kind of juvenile drama was okay to perform undercover daily, just pretending to be in a role-playing game, but doing it in reality was truly difficult without cringing.
“Surprised…” Bai Ziling began, then imitated his tone, quietly asking, “What about my brother, isn’t he surprised?”
“Surprised by what?”
“I am a vampire.”
Ke Mingye thought to himself that it was obvious from the glowing sign above your head that you are a vampire, what’s there to be surprised about…
He sighed and said, “Last time you told me, ‘I am a vampire, will you take me home?’ I didn’t take it seriously. I didn’t think you were serious…”
“What do you think?”
“I don’t really think much,” Ke Mingye said calmly, “Still the same words… even if you are a vampire, you are still my sister.”
He paused: “Also, thanks to you, you saved my life, I would have been dead otherwise.”
As he spoke, he raised his right hand and placed it on his knee, the back of the hand still bearing a faint blood-colored mark.
“Did you know?”
Bai Ziling put down the sketchbook and looked at him sideways.
“I know,” Ke Mingye asked softly, “When did you draw this on my hand?”
“A long time ago.”
“A long time ago, how long ago?” Ke Mingye resignedly pursued.
“When I was a child, there was a voice in my head saying ‘this mark will protect the person you love most.’ After hearing that Third Brother was being bullied at school, I drew this on your hand.”
Ke Mingye was stunned for a while, recalling those days. Back in kindergarten, Bai Zini was holding onto him and loudly proclaiming she wanted to be a Magic Girl, and not just her… Bai Ziling had also drawn a Blood Clan Oath on his hand. Absolutely incredible.
He thought for a moment and said, “Please, I was just being bullied, it’s not like they were going to kill me.”
The Blood Clan Oath that Bai Ziling left on his hand could transfer blood into his body when he was on the verge of death, giving him the Blood Clan’s regenerative abilities momentarily.
After the battle with Sisteruo at the clothing store, it was this mark that made the wounds on Ke Mingye’s body disappear.
Of course, Ke Mingye had never been in such a near-death state before, so naturally, he was unaware of this. All he knew was that with this mark, he had an extra life.
Blood Clan Oath, combined with a second artificial heart, would surely give the Timekeeper a surprise…
Blue Owl and the grey pigeon were different, as he was a superhero with three lives.
“I don’t know what it’s for,” Bai Ziling said.
“Okay,” Ke Mingye said, “is the drawing done?”
“Mhm.”
Bai Ziling turned the sketchpad in her lap around, tilted her head slightly, pale strands of hair fell across the board, touching the little white rabbit and the sharp-eyed red-blue owl… hmm, this owl even had a pair of sunglasses on its face.
Ke Mingye glanced at it, unable to suppress a smile.
He said lightly, “You could post this online, my fans will like it.”
“Does brother have many fans?”
“Quite a few.”
“So that means not many.”
“Don’t underestimate me, I’ll be a hero of the Round Table Council chasing after Zeus one day,” Ke Mingye said seriously.
“I’ll cheer for you, brother, as Blue Owl’s official artist.”
“Hey, hey, if I ended up doing terribly, you wouldn’t even be able to afford food.”
“Then I won’t eat.”
“By the way, do you need to consume a lot of blood?”
“Not much, only when I can’t find villains, then I need to sneak into a hospital for blood bags.”
“Stop stealing blood bags. The blood of villains is dirty; don’t go after them anymore. There will be superheroes to catch them, like the plump owl in the drawing… Besides, if you really can’t restrain yourself, you can drink my blood.”
Ke Mingye said softly, extending his arm and rolling up his sleeve to reveal his wrist.
Bai Ziling paused a moment, staring at him motionlessly, like a vigilant kitten.
“Oh, are you accustomed to drinking blood from the neck?”
Ke Mingye asked as he raised his hand, pointing to the side of his neck.
They remained silent, Bai Ziling looked at him for a while, then slowly, with her eyes downcast and red, she moved closer to his neck.
Ke Mingye closed his eyes, ready for the vampire bite, but no pain came from his neck. So he opened one eye halfway, and saw that Bai Ziling merely raised her arms, gently embracing his back, then rested her head on his shoulder.
“Thank you… brother,” she said as she hugged Ke Mingye, whispering in his ear.
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Ke Mingye was taken aback, feeling the coolness of her hair and ears, and asked softly.
“You won’t drink my blood?”
“No.”
Bai Ziling gently shook her head, her pale hair lightly tickling Ke Mingye’s neck, causing it to itch slightly.
“Alright… let’s go home,”
Ke Mingye said, also giving her a hug, whispering through her pale hair into her ear,
“I won’t let you get hurt anymore.”
“Mhm…” Bai Ziling paused, “I won’t let you get hurt either.”
Their words were interrupted by Bai Zini’s voice from outside the door: “Elder—brother! Are you done yet, it’s time for the meeting!” Her tone was clenched, as if she was about to kick the door down.
“So slow,” Ke Yongzhu’s voice followed.
“…Meeting?”
Bai Ziling glanced, her face turning towards Ke Mingye.
Ke Mingye let go of her, coughed twice, and said seriously, “Yes, a meeting. I nearly forgot, that’s why I came here, now it’s… meeting time.”
“Last time big brother didn’t take you with him,” Bai Ziling thought for a moment, whispered a complaint.
“That’s why I didn’t take him this time,”
“Oh, oh.”
“Let’s just have the meeting in your room,”
Ke Mingye suggested as he got out of bed, walked to the door, and turned the doorknob, glancing at the chilly-faced Bai Zini and Ke Yongzhu.
“Anyone else?” he asked.
“No, just the four of us,” she responded.
