Chapter 442

The North Pole.

Krypton spacecraft.

Luke, who should have been in Washington, was busy negotiating with the White House and the Pentagon.

Sit in the suspended seat and open the console.

"Recursive program diagnosis completed..."

"Navigation permission confirmed..."

"All systems are working properly."

A slightly dull soft female voice sounded in his ear,

Then, the complex and changeable operation interface slowly expanded, and a large number of letters and syllables like geometric symbols emerged.

Luke, who has many Superman templates, has a smile on his lips. Compared with his little cousin who has never received krypton education, he can be said to be knowledgeable.

The relevant knowledge in my mind flows out like self retrieval.

"Krypton language has 33 basic letters, including nine vowels and 24 consonants..."

"The writing method is that nine vowels are arranged in three lines and three columns, and twenty-four consonants are in a group of three, arranged radially along eight directions..."

"The reason for this is to cater to the pattern of krypton's flag..."

"This also represents the eleven virtues advocated by kryptonians..."

"Truth, peace, cooperation."

"Selflessness, diligence, hope, restraint, justice, purity, imagination."

After absorbing the krypton language, Luke found that the operation interface became simple and easy to understand.

There is no pressure to read all kinds of relevant instructions.

Zizi! Zizizi!

Just as Luke was familiar with the ship's operating system, a faint current sounded.

The cabin door not far away opened and a strange figure came out.

"I'm glad to see you've grown up. If only Laura could see it with her own eyes... I'm your father, Carl..."

The inexplicable intruder said inexplicable strange words.

Luke frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, as if he couldn't hold it.

He looked at the intelligent consciousness that emerged as the spacecraft system started.

The key he inserted came from his little cousin.

The intelligent consciousness stored in it is actually Superman's biological father.

So Joe al naturally regarded Luke as his own son who had never been masked.

Male, Kryptonian, has the master key and looks very young

Based on the above conditions, who else will there be except Carl al who has fallen to the earth?

"Sorry, you probably recognize the wrong person."

Luke didn't have the idea of recognizing his father. He smiled faintly and then introduced himself.

In front of Joe Al, he didn't use the identity of krypton's big cousin any more, and talked vaguely and casually.

To put it bluntly, Joe al showed up here.

It's just an intelligent consciousness stored in the master key, a piece of data, not a real person.

As long as Luke is willing, he can delete it and erase the traces.

"You're not Carl?"

Joe Al was puzzled and then turned into shock.

What's wrong with his plan?

Didn't the krypton ship land at the set position?

"Yes, Mr. Joe Al, you can think of me as a remnant of the krypton outpost."

Luke's eyes twinkled and whispered.

Krypton's most brilliant pioneering era once sent a large number of exploration teams.

Wandering in the universe, establishing outposts on various planets and collecting resources.

The earth was also the object of their visit.

This 18000 year old spaceship is the evidence left over.

"Outpost... Remnant..."

Joe al digested and looked dignified.

If you say so, isn't the other party older than yourself.

After his birth, the pioneering era of krypton has ended and entered the period of closed and conservative class rule.

"It's all right, Joe. Just call me big cousin. Don't be too obsessed with age and identity."

Luke waved his hand generously to show that we had different opinions.

You call me big cousin, and your son calls me big cousin. Everyone treats me equally.

"... cousin?"

Joe al coughed twice. He glanced at Luke's overly young face and felt speechless.

But krypton's hierarchy is clear and rigorous, and everyone's position in society has already been set.

Except for Superman, an example of natural childbirth, everyone else must abide by the rules.

Outpost of the krypton remnant, this is a respectable existence.

Joe al's intelligent consciousness made a little psychological construction and shouted awkwardly, "that, big cousin, my son..."

"Carl Al, right? He now has an earth name, Clark Kent."

Luke snapped his fingers and pressed it casually on the console. Suddenly, a large number of projection pop-up windows appeared.

Krypton's science and technology tree is a few times older than the earth.

Luke easily used the ship's database to invade the Internet, and then screened out the information about Superman and put it in front of Joe al.

"He came to this planet later than me. Now he is a superhero on earth and the son of tomorrow in metropolis..."

Luke whispered.

"What about his adoptive parents...?"

Joe Al, as if he hadn't heard of it, just looked at the slightly childish young face.

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

Luke left the suspension seat and said so.

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

Joe al then asked suspiciously.

Luke smiled. After pushing his little cousin to the stage, he didn't want to negotiate with the federal government.

Unlike the industry next door, water company has a wide range of contacts and channels.

As a Pentagon lieutenant general in the universe next door, Luke knows all about the virtues of those politicians.

Shortsightedness, profit seeking, greed and stupidity are all inherent in nature.

Luke wants to give his little cousin a chance to focus the world on his debut.

Negotiations are just a means of delaying time, and the real plan is to let the kryptonians break the situation.

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

That's why he got the master key of the krypton ship from Clark.

When he started the huge ship like a fortress buried under the Arctic glacier.

Far away in the phantom zone, general Zod, who was exiled before the destruction of krypton, and his men.

Therefore, we searched the coordinates of the earth and got the whereabouts of the son of krypton.

They are enough to put heavy pressure on the federal government and reflect the importance of Superman.

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Earth, outer space.

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

General Zod, wearing heavy armor, was standing by the wide viewing platform, overlooking the blue planet under his feet.

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

The love and protection of krypton are deeply imprinted in Zod's soul.

So when he saw that the incompetent elders were sitting high in the Parliament and would only abide by the laws left by their ancestors, he was determined to overthrow the rule of this group of corrupt and incompetent people and revitalize krypton.

Zod launched a coup and organized a group of rebels.

Unfortunately, due to the strong obstruction of Joe Aier, the chief scientist of krypton, he did not succeed in obtaining krypton's fertility code - this is krypton's gene bank. Krypton realized artificial intervention breeding long ago.

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

The birth code records the genes of all types of kryptonians, which means that kryptonians are not qualified to choose their own life, because they are doomed to the future from the moment they are born.

Zod, for example, was born a soldier and strategist.

Be responsible for commanding the army and becoming a leader.

These are implanted into genes in the form of coding, and finally form biological instinct.

In this way, the time cost of a lot of education and training can be omitted. Like ants, individuals can be divided into different types, and the social division of labor can be clarified, so as to maximize the efficiency of the whole planet.

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

At that time, krypton continued to expand outward, countless spacecraft passed through the universe, set up outposts on countless planets, and looked for planets suitable for survival.

However, the extremely prosperous civilization miracle did not last long. Due to the depletion of huge resources, krypton had no choice but to give up its outward exploration.

Thus embarked on another form of civilization process - setting the career and life of krypton life by artificial cultivation.

Zod's eyes were deep, overlooking the vast dark space of the universe.

The blue planet emits a soft light full of vitality, like a magnificent and bright giant celestial body, which makes people extremely addicted.

He was born to defend krypton, and the parent star had already collapsed in the explosion of the earth's core.

So the continuation of race became Zod's only purpose.

The birth code was handed over to his son by Joe Al, which was the hope of krypton's rebirth.

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

Joe al's son is krypton, the only natural person born.

There is no setting in his genes, and the fertility Scripture is in each other's hands.

"I will rebuild krypton."

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