Superman

"Aren't you Carl?"

Joel was puzzled, then shocked.

Where did his plan go wrong?

Didn't that Kryptonian spacecraft land on the set planet?

"That's right? Mr. Joel? You can think of me as a remnant of the Kryptonian outpost."

Luke's eyes flickered, and he said softly.

Krypton's most glorious pioneering era? It once sent a large number of exploration teams.

Wandering in the universe? Establish outposts on various planets? Collect resources.

The earth was once their object of visit.

This 8000-year-old spaceship is the evidence that remains.

"Outpost Remnant"

Joel digested it a bit? His face was serious.

In this way, isn't the other party older than himself?

After his birth, the pioneering era of Krypton has ended? It has entered a period of closed, conservative class rule.

"It's okay, Joe? Just call me big cousin? Don't be too constrained by age and status."

Luke waved his hand very generously, indicating that we have different opinions.

You call me Big Cousin? Your son also calls me Big Cousin, and everyone treats me equally.

"Big cousin?"

Joel coughed twice, and he glanced at Luke's too young face, feeling a little speechless.

It's just that Krypton's class division is clear and rigorous, and everyone's position in society has already been set.

With the exception of Superman, who gave birth naturally, everyone must follow the rules.

The Kryptonian remnants of the outpost, this is an existence worthy of respect.

Joel's intelligent consciousness, after a little mental construction, shouted in embarrassment: "That, big cousin, my son"

"Kal-El, right? He has an Earth name now, Clark Kent."

Luke snapped his fingers and pressed a few times casually on the console, and a large number of projected pop-up windows appeared immediately.

Krypton's technology tree is several epochs ahead of Earth's.

Luke easily used the spaceship's database to hack into the Internet, and then screened out the information about Superman and placed it in front of Joel.

"He came to this planet later than me, and now he is a superhero on Earth, the son of tomorrow of Metropolis"

Luke said softly.

"And what about his adoptive parents?"

Joel acted as if she had never heard of it, just staring at the slightly immature young face.

"Jonathan and Martha, they are good people and taught Clark a lot."

Luke got off the suspension seat and said so.

"Then why did Carl's master key fall into the hands of the eldest cousin?"

Joel then asked suspiciously.

Luke smiled slightly. After he pushed his little cousin to the front of the stage, he never thought of negotiating with the federal government.

Water company is not like its own industry next door, it has a wide range of contacts and channels.

As the lieutenant general of the Pentagon in the universe next door, Luke is very clear about the virtues of those politicians.

Short-sightedness, profit-seeking, greed and stupidity are all in the nature of the bones.

Luke wanted to give his little cousin a chance to make his debut.

Negotiations are nothing more than a means of delaying time, and letting the Kryptonians break things is the real plan.

When faced with external oppression, the federal government will naturally retreat and compromise.

That's why he got the master key of the Kryptonian spacecraft from Clark.

When he activated the huge fortress-like spaceship buried under the Arctic ice.

Far away in the Phantom Zone, General Zod, who was exiled before the destruction of Krypton, and his men.

Therefore, the coordinates of the earth were searched, and the whereabouts of the son of Krypton were obtained.

They are enough to cause heavy pressure on the federal government, and embody the importance of Superman.

Earth, outer space.

A giant spaceship orbits the near moon, the metal on the surface reflects the light of the forest.

General Zod, who was wearing heavy armor, was standing on the edge of the wide viewing platform, overlooking the blue planet below him.

He is the military leader of Krypton. From the moment of birth, the fighting instinct, command talent, and the genetic template for defending Krypton have been encoded into the body by biotechnology.

The love for Krypton and the concept of guardianship are deeply imprinted in Zod's soul.

So when he saw that group of incompetent elders sitting high in the parliamentary seat and would only abide by the laws left by their ancestors, he was determined to overthrow the rule of these corrupt and incompetent people and make Krypton rejuvenate.

Zod brazenly launched a coup and organized a group of rebels.

Unfortunately, due to the vigorous obstruction of Krypton's chief scientist Joel, he failed to obtain Krypton's fertility code, which is Krypton's gene bank. Long ago, Krypton realized artificial intervention and reproduction.

Therefore, the life of the next generation is not natural birth, but artificial cultivation.

The fertility code records the genes of all types of people on Krypton, which means that Kryptonians are not qualified to choose their own lives, because they are doomed from the moment they are born.

Zod, for example, was born a warrior and a military strategist.

Take charge of commanding the army and become a leader.

These are all implanted into genes in the form of codes, and eventually form biological instincts.

In this way, a large amount of time cost for education and training can be omitted, just like ants, which divide individuals into different types and clarify the social division of labor, so that the efficiency of the entire planet can reach the highest level.

In the long and endless history, the Kryptonians have forged their own brilliant civilization.

At that time, Krypton continued to expand outward, and countless spaceships traveled through the universe, setting up outposts on countless planets, looking for planets suitable for survival.

It's just that the extremely prosperous civilization did not last long. Due to the exhaustion of huge resources, Krypton reluctantly gave up its outward exploration.

Thus embarked on another form of enlightenment process to set up the career and life of Kryptonian life in the way of artificial cultivation.

Zod's eyes were deep, looking at the boundless and dark deep space of the universe.

The azure planet exudes a soft light full of vitality, like a magnificent and bright huge celestial body, which makes people extremely addicted.

He was born to defend Krypton, whose parent planet had already collapsed in the explosion of the earth's core.

So the continuation of the race has become Zod's only purpose.

The Fertility Code was given to his son by Jor-El, the hope of Krypton's rebirth.

Zod took the only remaining clansman across the vast sea of ​​stars to this beautiful planet with unique civilization and life.

Jorel's son is the only natural person born on the long-destroyed planet Krypton.

There is no setting in his genes, and the book of fertility is in the hands of the other party.

"I'm bound to rebuild Krypton."

Zod said firmly, with strong confidence and firmness in his eyes.

Chapter 441 The performance of all parties, the phantom zone

General Zod's high-profile speech immediately set off a frenzy of public opinion all over the world.

The tough attitude, coupled with the significance of its own existence, all make the heads of state panic.

The giant spacecraft was parked at the door of the earth. The military tried many methods, but they didn't get a response.

The United Nations held an emergency meeting for this, mainly in the hope that the five hooligans... no, the five permanent members of the Council will meet to discuss a solution.

"Kar-El...do we know the whereabouts of this man? We must find it quickly, and try to avoid a war."

This is the opinion of the representative of the British side.

"There is still half of the 24 hours given by the other party. Why don't you just find a way to shoot them and throw a few nuclear bombs over there!"

This is the opinion of the representative of Russia.

"What is the strength of those aliens? According to current observations, the other party can carry out interstellar teleportation and develop space weapons. If General Zod invades France first, how should we resist? Or seek stability first and negotiate peace..."

This is the opinion of the representative of France.

They didn't directly raise the white flag, which is considered very courageous.

"We're actively contacting Superman and looking for leads on Kal-El, but... it's going to take time."

This is the opinion of the representative of the United States.

"..."

After a meeting, no effective plan could be discussed and implemented.

Regarding General Zod and his party, countries have too little information to infer anything at all.

As for Superman in Kansas, his phone is almost bursting.

As the only known alien on Earth, Clark was unsurprisingly met with suspicion by some.

No matter when and where, there is always a market for conspiracy theories.

Summarizing several theories circulating on the Internet, it is probably "Superman brought General Zod here".

Officials from the Pentagon and the White House temporarily ignored the rumors of public opinion spreading wantonly, and kept urging Superman to rush to Washington, DC as soon as possible.

Conventional means cannot approach that giant spaceship.

The nearby force field is disordered, and the detection spacecraft and fighter jets cannot get close. They can only rely on communication waves to transmit information, but the other party has no intention of paying attention.

Except for the ultimatum to the world, General Zod remained silent.

Such silent contempt made the heads of state feel humiliated, offended, and annoyed.

The Pentagon believes that Superman should be sent to negotiate with it, and his identity can be confirmed by the way.

But unfortunately, no one can contact the other party.

"...We now know very little about the alien events of the not-too-distant past."

"The leader who claimed to be General Zod gave the whole world a 24-hour ultimatum."

"The White House just held a press conference stating that although the behavior of these extraterrestrial visitors is not friendly, all citizens are asked to remain calm and do not need to panic."

"At this moment, I believe everyone has the same question in their hearts? Who is this Kal-El? Does he really exist? How did he hide from us for so long?"

Clark, who turned off his cell phone and left government agents behind, returned to the Kent farm alone.

He heard the news on the TV? He opened the door? He went outside.

The paparazzi and reporters squatting in their hometown, have they gone chasing new hot spots? The life of the adoptive parents' family can be regarded as returning to tranquility.

Another alien?

Could it be his fellow Saiyans?

Clark looked up at the vast starry sky. With his eyesight, he could easily see the giant spaceship floating in a near-moon orbit.

I don't know why? A vague shadow haunts the young Superman? It seems to have some kind of bad premonition.

The "Kal-El" that General Zod said? Who is it?

The big cousin sent a message before to let himself ignore the calls from the White House and the Pentagon.

So Clark hid back to his hometown of Kent Farm, waiting for Luke's further instructions.

"I don't know what's going on with big cousin?"

Krypton's little cousin muttered to himself.