Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 556 - 270 Infinite Division Split_3

Chapter 556: Chapter 270: Infinite, Division, Split_3 Chapter 556: Chapter 270: Infinite, Division, Split_3 At this point, it changed the subject: “So I suggest putting the pressure on Mr. Ke Mingye. He is the one who has not made a choice, isn’t that right?”

As its voice fell, everyone in the classroom turned their gaze towards Ke Mingye. Some looked at his back, some at his profile, and others at his confused face.

“Do I also need to vote?” he asked.

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“No no no, you can choose to avoid,” the eerie creature scratched its head and shrugged, “just like you have always done, handing over the right to vote to someone else, to… us.”

Ke Mingye pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Wait… who are they?”

He had just glanced at the classroom window out of the corner of his eye and thought he saw two figures. Turning his face towards that direction, it was as he expected, there were two vague figures standing in the enclosed corridor outside the classroom—

One of them was wearing hospital clothes, looking down at a book. He was short and thin, with a faint shadow covering his face, obscuring his features;

The other one was squatting on the ground, tracing circles with their finger, muttering something, equally impossible to fully perceive.

The eerie creature paused for a moment then explained, “Oh… they are reserves. You know, reserves, transfer students, chicks still in their eggs, in short, a bunch of inferior students who still don’t qualify to enter our ‘Eerie Creature Lecture Hall’, understand?”

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“So… they don’t have to participate in the voting?”

Ke Mingye slowly asked, shifting his gaze away from them and looking back at the eerie creature.

“Like I said, they don’t yet qualify to participate in voting, but they might in the future,” the eerie creature paused, raising a finger, “However… my suggestion is to always keep them out, otherwise it might very much affect the fairness of the voting.”

“Aren’t there only two voting options? It’s a tie, just let them come in…” Ke Mingye whispered, looking at the two options on the board.

“No no no… if one of them comes over, then a third option will have to be added to the blackboard.”

The eerie creature spoke somberly.

“What do you mean… the third option?” Ke Mingye asked.

As his voice fell, the classroom fell into silence, no one willing to answer him.

Seeing this, Ke Mingye slightly turned his face to observe the others in the room with his peripheral vision.

Lan Ou was quietly tapping his shoulder with a finger while wearing a mask; Xiaohongmao paused the hand that was taking notes, her eyelids drooping; Kobe’s feathers on top of his head stood up high, remaining silent; Spider Man smirked, turning away his cheek.

Only the eerie creature on the podium picked up a piece of chalk and slowly wrote a third line of text on the blackboard.

[Option 3: Slaughter everyone. The world is a massive slaughterhouse. We are the butchers, and they are all inferior livestock.]

Ke Mingye stared at the text on the blackboard, feeling chilled to the bone.

He paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look outside the classroom, trying to observe the two figures that had been standing there.

At that instant, his pupils sharply contracted.

The boy who had been drawing circles on the ground was now hysterically pressing his twisted face against the classroom window, his eyes filled with blood, screaming something that was nearly shattering his throat and spilling his innards out.

However, the sealed window functioned like a soundproof board, blocking all sound.

The boy’s hysterical screams couldn’t penetrate the glass, as if it was an object placed in a vacuum.

At that moment, the classroom was engulfed in dead silence. Only the eerie creature smirked, remaining silent, and the others, as if pretending not to see, quietly bowed their heads, engrossed in their own activities.

Ke Mingye hesitated for a moment, observed the people beside him for a while, then looked again at the figure at the window, squirming like a mad dog.

Although he couldn’t hear what he was saying, judging by the shape of his mouth, Ke Mingye slowly voiced the words he wanted to communicate.

“Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter them all, chop them all up and feed them to the pigs, then we don’t have to think anymore, no need to feel sorry for anyone, no one will be disappointed with you, if everyone’s dead there’s nothing left to think about. You don’t have to betray anyone, just need to kill together, leave none of them, kill them all.”

“The world is our playground.”