Superman

The two sides confronting each other raised their hands and raised their hands, and the terrifying aura emanating from the combination of fists and feet was simply frightening.

Especially in the back, even a powerful fighter like General Zod fell behind.

One can imagine how terrifying that uninvited guest was.

"It's okay, it's settled."

Zod waved his hand, and he and Luke reached a consensus.

As the latter said, there is no point in forcing the fight.

Seeing the relaxed expression on the opponent's face, it was obvious that he hadn't used his full strength yet.

It is not yet known who will win and who will lose.

Moreover, Luke is alone, and he has a Kryptonian spacecraft and his own kind.

If you really want to be an enemy, you will only lose more than you gain and increase your losses.

"General, why did you let him in!?"

The explorer Elton caught a glimpse of Luke following behind, with a look of vigilance, and almost activated the highest security inside the spaceship.

"Be nice, my friend."

Luke strutted forward, striding forward, with a smile on his face.

"After intense and tense discussions, Your Excellency the General and I have reached an agreement and decided to sit down and chat for a while with a calm mind."

Elton the Seeker didn't believe it at all.

He had never seen General Zod negotiate calmly with others.

If you encounter any problems, just hit them with your fists.

Only when you encounter a situation that you can't beat, will you restore rational thinking.

This is the Kryptonian way of doing things!

Mainly highlight one word.

Reckless!

"Is that right, Your Excellency the General?"

Luke looked over at the silent General Krypton.

"Elton, you all step back, he is also a Kryptonian and a member of our tribe."

Zod hesitated for a long time, and retreated from the surrounding subordinates.

He thought about it clearly, Luke's strength was not inferior to his own at least on the surface.

Both are Kryptonians, and both are leaders.

There is no need to fight for the earth and other issues, and make both sides suffer.

"You said before that you can help us rebuild Krypton. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Taking a few deep breaths, for the sake of the overall situation and for the mother planet Zod, he chose to compromise and give in.

The tone was a little less blunt and softened.

"Finding a livable planet for life is not a problem."

Luke snapped his fingers confidently.

He was thinking about how to abduct Zod and his Kryptonian fighters to the Marvel Universe.

With such a group of thugs, the Crazy Titans, Adam the Warlock, and the three major empires of the galaxy all have to stand aside.

As for rebuilding Krypton?

As long as Zod no longer insists on destroying the earth, Superman will certainly be willing to cooperate.

Clark's ears have always been soft, just like his heart.

In the final analysis, the reason for the farce of cannibalism is the communication problem.

One is stubborn and the other will never give in.

It's weird that they didn't fight.

"Looks like you've got a suitable target."

Zod frowned.

Although he thinks that a guy of unknown origin like Luke is not worthy of trust.

But if the other party can really regenerate Krypton, it is not impossible to reach a cooperation, or even make a greater retreat.

Everything is about the overall situation!

That's what Zod thinks.

"Your Excellency, anyone who knows me well knows one thing that I will never use lies to achieve my goals."

Luke raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

His eyes are very calm and reveal a firm force, which makes people involuntarily want to believe.

"Well, I can give up the conquest of the earth as long as Karl surrenders the fertility code!"

After a fierce battle, Zod, who realized that he was in a bad situation, finally let go.

When the goal cannot be achieved with fists, sitting down and negotiating becomes the only way out.

"Clark will agree. He's actually a good talker, but you're using it in the wrong way."

Luke took out a contract with complicated patterns and weird characters from nowhere, and handed it to Zod.

"Let's talk about the price. It's okay to rebuild Krypton and let Clark hand over the fertility code. In return, you accept my employment."

Zod frowned tightly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Hire?

What do you mean?

"Here is an absolutely fair, innocent contract. If you sign it, you and other Kryptonians will work for me for a period of time."

"During this period, you need to follow my instructions and complete my tasks."

Luke's eyes flickered, trying to look sincere.

If Mephisto, the old devil from hell, was present at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize that the words on the contract were actually just a disguise.

What really possesses the magical effect is actually the hidden magic imprint in the surrounding patterns, which is almost difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

Even if you can see it clearly, a layman without rich experience and knowledge of magic will not be able to understand the meaning.

This is the routine used by hell devils.

Therefore, when people in the magic world sign a contract, they will be very careful and cautious.

Doctor Strange Stephen Strange lived on the streets for a while, penniless, and even wrote a best-selling book on how to distinguish a thousand precautions from the devil's contract.

"A period of time? How long is it?"

Zod didn't agree easily, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Year 30?"

Luke asked tentatively.

"It's been too long, we still have a lot to do."

Zod shook his head decisively.

He only wanted to devote all his limited time to the great cause of building Krypton, how could he work for Lu Kebai for 30 years.

"Year 15?"

Luke asked again.

"Ten years! This is my bottom line!"

Zod narrowed his eyes.

After thinking about it, he gave an answer.

He likes a straight-forward negotiating style without so many twists and turns.

"Then ten years."

Luke pretended to be embarrassed, then shrugged and reluctantly agreed.

At the end, he also specifically emphasized: "I am a person who values ​​the spirit of the contract, Your Excellency the General."

"This contract will be notarized by the existence of a certain concept, and if it is violated, it will incur a huge price, do you understand?"

Zod didn't change his face, accepted the contract from Luke, and said coldly: "As long as you let Karl hand over the fertility code, my subordinates and I don't mind being space mercenaries for a while."

"Very good, as expected of Your Excellency the General, you speak with ease."

Luke clapped his hands appreciatively.

In the cell where Superman was held, the metal door was pushed open.

Clark, who was restrained on an operating table, opened his heavy eyelids when he heard the movement.

There was a blazing white light above his head, which made him dizzy.

"Clark."

The familiar voice made the brain dizzy and jerked, and Superman tried hard to see the approaching person clearly.

It seems to be the voice of the big cousin?

The lights dimmed for a moment, as if someone had moved them away.

With a smile on his face, Luke asked softly, "Surprised, surprised?"

Superman froze for a moment, then a little surprised.

"Big cousin, why are you here!?"

Luke curled his lips, and said softly: "You have become a prisoner. If I don't come to the rescue again, what if I get sliced ​​by Zod and the others?"

Clark couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this.

It was because of his recklessness and impulsiveness that he ended up like this.

"I talked to Zod, and he decided to abandon the plan to make the earth the new Krypton."

Luke casually tore off the shackles that imprisoned Superman, and the atmospheric environment inside the spacecraft did not have any effect on him.

"How could Zod agree?"

Clark asked subconsciously.

It can be seen from the previous contact that the Kryptonian general is a stubborn guy who is extremely difficult to communicate with.

"I understood it with emotion and reason, and made Zod realize his mistake. He not only gave up his original crazy idea, but also decided to work for me for the rest of his life to atone for his sins."

Luke replied solemnly.

There was no deadline on that contract.

Besides, as long as you sign your name, Zod's soul will belong to Luke's Hades world in the future.

You are a worker in life, and don't think about it after death.

Chapter 448 Finalize everything, wave goodbye

work to earn a living?

lifetime?

Clark, who had recovered his ability to move, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

General Zod will repent, and then work for his eldest cousin to wash away his sins.

It sounds as if the President of the United States suddenly realized that he should not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries every day and stir up regional disputes everywhere.