In the square, a steel cage stretched out from the smooth ground, trapping the crazy Kayla-Jor-El inside, and slowly moved her to the ground, opening a deep hole in the ground and closing it.
Kryptonian in many squares breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the House of El people who were once so high above others now fall into madness, although most people feel that God's justice is clear and retribution is unpleasant.
But there are still some people who feel sad.
In the past, Krypton was controlled by these people at the upper levels, who firmly controlled Krypton society, and turned the entire Krypton into a stagnant water. Even in the end, changes were detected in the core of the earth, and their upper levels were still living in a dream, and rottenly consolidating their respective powers.
The savior risked his life to form Reform Army and cloned the top executives of Krypton with the intention of changing the world, but was banished to the stars.
A selfish person maintains the rules of the upper class, ignores the Krypton planet, steals Codex, gives birth naturally, injects Codex into his son's body, and lets his son escape from Krypton.
So what? Kryptonian, who is alive now, does not feel sad.
Their upper class is just such a group of people, a group of people who are completely rotten and have no hope.
Even now, among the 7 million people Kandor City, there are still a large group of family members inside.
He-El was suspended in the sky, with a black cloak fluttering behind his back. His eyes were looking towards a square with almost no blue light beams.
In addition to reviving Kandor City and Kryptonian from the low and high IQs, he also revived them according to various analogy departments.
For example, Kandor City's administrative management structure, city law enforcers, military troops stationed in Kandor City, etc. are divided into categories.
In this square where few blue light beams are lit, there are most of the city's law enforcers, that is, the police who maintain urban order, as well as Kandor City's military troops stationed at Kandor City, etc.
It is almost certain that Kryptonian, who has the talent of a soldier, is in this square.
Everyone's eyes also followed He-El's gaze towards the square.
General Taylor Weeks, thirty years old, too young, is a member of House of Wicks with a bad reputation. He appears in front of everyone with slightly dark circles under his eyes and a somewhat feminine and deep temperament.
Knowing that He-El wants to build New Krypton, it must have soldiers in its own army.
General Taylor-Weeks was eager to move and began to plan for his own status and rights.
"On behalf of the military troops stationed in Kandor City, I am grateful to Hal for saving seven million lives in Kandor City. However, at the same time, the military troops will not accept your order without receiving a specific reply."
General Taylor-Weeks was neither humble nor arrogant, and deliberately made his voice powerful, but his upper-class demeanor, confident and calm, with a smile on the surface but a disdainful attitude, was vividly displayed.
Kandor City has more than 20,000 law enforcers and judges, and they will always be the family members sent by the upper class of Krypton to serve as high-level officials in maintaining order in the city.
As for the military, it is directly monopolized.
Generals, adjutants, and military-related talent genes are simply not available to ordinary civilians.
Keira-Jor-El's silence, although they also feel sad that things hurt others, but in the end, they will demand greater treatment and power based on their status.
Otherwise, the 70,000 soldiers and 20,000 city law enforcers controlled by them here would not agree with He-El's so-called creation of New Krypton.
Unless it meets their interests, allocate a share of privileges and benefits to them.
If he wants 7 million people to serve him, and even wants military troops and law enforcement officers to be used by He-El, General Taylor-Weeks will not agree until he gets tangible benefits and privileges.
"Oh, tell me, what answer do you want from me?"
He-El suddenly laughed.
He also thought that these family members would hide and gradually compete for power and profit in the future.
I never thought that I would now be fighting for the rights and privileges I want as a military person.
As expected, it is the upper level product of Krypton.
Being able to solve this kind of future trouble in one go, He-El felt very happy and sighed: Maybe they really thought they really needed the Kryptonian army.
"He-El, what kind of planet is the New Krypton you built?" General Taylor-Weeks asked sincerely with a fake smile.
"A planet that accommodates tens of millions of races in the universe." He-El responded without hesitation.
General Taylor-Weeks' eyes lit up slightly, "Where is Kryptonian?"
"What position do you want?"
"Is it a planet with Kryptonian as its upper level?" General Taylor-Weeks asked.
He-El glanced at him.
Krypton It is indeed hopeless.
What East West City is thinking is located on the upper floor.
From the beginning, I wanted to establish a system that would govern everything.
I wanted to establish a power structure from the beginning.
General Taylor-Weeks' inquiry made the rest of Kryptonian think about it again and again.
What a wonderful thing it would be if He-El could lead them to seize a viable New Krypton planet in the universe, spread the fame and honor of Krypton, and let Kryptonian rule all the races in the universe, trample all races under their feet, dominate the starry sky, and recast the reputation of Krypton.
The hearts of the large group of Kryptonian are eager to fantasize about a bright future.
"It depends on your ability." He-El said nonchalantly, waiting for General Taylor-Weeks' reaction.
He is really a very ordinary member of House of Wicks who was endowed with the general talent gene. He is not outstanding at all.
He-El put him in the cold palace in his heart.
Is this the son of House of Wicks who has the talent of being a general?
It seems that I don't know how many interests have been managed before I got here.
He-El is very disappointed with him.
He can tolerate the ambitions of his subordinates, the bigger the better, even if he wants to conquer the universe, He-El can open a Traversal Vortex and let him go to war.
But whether ability is worthy of ambition and whether one knows oneself clearly is the most important thing.
Obviously, General Weeks showed his shallowness and ignorance in just a few words. Seeing that he had solved House of El, he wanted to establish his own status and rights.
General Taylor-Weeks pondered.
This is different from what he thought.
He-El himself is Kryptonian, but Kryptonian is not allowed to be directly at the top and manage everything for him?
In this way, there is not much guarantee for your own interests.
He didn't get any promises, let alone any privileges, which he didn't like.
"He-El, as long as you promise that the military under your command has a superior status and deliberation power to others, the military will become your invincible and staunch supporter."
General Taylor-Weeks shook his head and disagreed with what He-El said about ability.
What ability do you look at?
Kryptonian's talents are set innately.
Just decide the position based on your talent.
Just like myself, at a young age, just thirty years old, I took the position of the General Army. I took the position of the General Army because of my outstanding talent as a general who had never fought in a war, and the insignificant help of House of Wicks behind me.
Taylor Weeks believed in his heart that as long as there was a war, with his talent as a general, he would be victorious and invincible.
Because I was born to be a general!
There is no need to look at abilities.
"Kryptonian, are you still worried that your ability is not as good as others?" He-El said calmly.
Kryptonian This controlled talent is actually terrifyingly powerful.
In a specialized field, what is needed is 99% sweat and 1% talent. Especially in the end, those who want to reach the top will lack the 1% talent.
Kryptonian is not the case. Kryptonian always has 1% talent in a specialized field. The difference is not the level of talent, but whether you have worked hard to reach the level that requires talent.
At the same time, not all talents will be realized.
The same talent as a scientist.
Joe-Jor-El and ordinary scientists, the difference between the upper limit and the lower limit is bigger than a dog.
"Kryptonian is never afraid of competition!" Next to General Taylor-Weeks, there was an unusually tall man, 2.5 meters tall. His terrifyingly strong muscles made his military uniform bulge high. His face was resolute, and his eyes flashed with a will as firm as a rock.
He passed General Taylor-Weeks, pressed the blue button, knelt down on one knee towards He-El, and roared in a deafening voice:
"Kryptonian is not afraid of opponents. What he is afraid of is that there is no platform for competition."
"I, Kal-El-Zod, am not satisfied with my current position. I am willing to seize my position as general with my military exploits under your command, He-El!"