Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 513 - 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8)

Chapter 513: Chapter 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8) Chapter 513: Chapter 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8) Upon bursting into the B-level ward, to preclude future troubles, Ke Ming Cat used his skill again, releasing a second Deception Puppet in the corner shadows.

Then, the puppet and Ke Ming Cat headed in opposite directions.

In the dimly lit corridor, Ke Ming Cat rushed behind the Black Judge, slowly revealing his true form and morphing into something monstrous.

Dice Monster lowered its face, its haunting gaze fixated on the Black Judge’s profile.

“My second doll is out,” it thought. “This one will buy my brother time, creating an opportunity for Fan Quan to rescue Amemiya Ying.”

“It’s been quite a while. And what’s the deal with this Supervisor outfit you’re wearing?”

The Black Judge peered through his mask at the uniform worn by the creature, asking curiously.

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With one hand on his hip and the other leaning against the wall, the grotesque creature tilted his body to one side and said in a saucy pose: “What else could it be? Role-playing, of course. Our monstrous family just loves to cosplay all sorts of characters.”

“Enjoying acting is good, but don’t get too caught up in it and lose yourself.”

The Black Judge spoke meaningfully, casually tugging on his glove emblazoned with a blood-red cross-shaped emblem.

“Oh-ho-ho, you of all people have no right to say that to me. After all, isn’t Mr. Judge here also fond of this and that performance?” the monstrous being sarcastically remarked. “Sometimes you’re a movie theater employee, sometimes a clothing store owner, sometimes a patient at Bedlam Asylum. The monster says it’s completely outclassed by you in that regard. What do you think?”

“Job requirements,” shrugged the Black Judge. “You can see I’m busy working.”

“Of course, I can see that. I know, Mr. Judge, you’re busy trying to catch our comrade TK.”

With that, the grotesque creature spread his hands and shook its head helplessly, “TKTKTKTK, darling little TK, sly as a fox, pure as a rabbit, raised among swans, hoped to be the most beautiful swan, yet became a wolf hunting swans. The leader of the Anti-Superhuman Organization, yet secretly hiding in an asylum, more cunning than anyone, yet also more pitiable… more pathetic… more lamentable, isn’t it?”

“It seems you know quite a bit.”

The Black Judge was indifferent.

“That’s right, the monster says it knows everything.” The Dice Monster shook its head, speaking eerily, “Ignorance is innocence, but those who know and watch indifferently are equally guilty, so I must speak a word of justice here.”

“What word of justice?”

“The Amemiya family really are too damn excessive. Worse than livestock.” The Dice Monster shook its head, sighing, “They forced their own eldest son into becoming the head of the anti-superhuman faction, at odds with them. Is this karma?”

It paused before adding, “But life needs a bit of drama to be exciting. When the Management Bureau relays this news back to the head of the Amemiya family, could you record his expression for me to see?”

“No, I cannot. And more than likely, passing on this issue to them isn’t my responsibility.”

Saying so, the Black Judge, looking intrigued, lifted his gloved right hand, caressing the chin of his mask. “But now that you’ve mentioned it… I suddenly want to see that old man’s expression too.”

“Right, right… Ah, Mr. Judge, I knew we had similar tastes.”

The Dice Monster said with emotion, moving closer and embracing the Black Judge’s shoulder, nearly kissing the mask.

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The Black Judge slightly turned his head to the side, distancing his face from the Dice Monster. At the same time, he let out a soft sigh as if suppressing his murderous intent.

“So, what do you want from me?”

He asked calmly.

“Oh, right, right, right—” with each “right,” the Dice Monster tapped its forehead, “How rude of me, I got carried away before remembering what I wanted from you. Can’t help it, being so in love with you makes a person’s head foggy…”

Saying this, one hand resting on the other’s shoulder, the other suddenly raised a finger, “Actually, it’s like this, Mr. Judge, I have a mind-blowing plan that I must share with you, and it’s very plausible; I’ve been planning it for almost half a year.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“It’s that…” The creature paused before emphasizing, “I, the monstrous being, am planning to infiltrate the Clock Customer Alliance and lie low among them as an undercover.” Turning its head towards the V-shaped mask of the Black Judge, “Mr. Judge, have you ever heard of this organization built single-handedly by the Timekeepers?”

“Of course,” the Black Judge said, unhurried, “No surprise you’d know of their existence, so what are you getting at?”

“I will lurk among them, providing you with top-secret intelligence.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t need that. Anything else?”

“Well, since you’re not interested, let’s talk about a certain Divine Communicator who looks like a monkey. She, or someone’s…” suddenly covering its mouth, the monstrous creature blurted, “Oops, that’s bad, my mind does get muddled; I shouldn’t have said that, there are surveillance cameras here.”

“Playing tricks…”

The Black Judge, unflustered, spoke slowly and deliberately.

However, the look in his eyes behind the mask had become utterly indifferent, as if watching a dead man.

He knew very well what the Dice Monster’s words implied; using Black Wukong’s real identity as leverage—should the Dice Monster inform Management Bureau personnel that the person on their T0 wanted list, “Diviner Black Wukong,” was actually Bai Qiuwu, Ke Yinzhi’s sister, Ke Yinzhi’s predicament would become extraordinarily complicated.