"Not bad, Kal-El. You've already found your family crest. Looks like you haven't forgotten the glory that belongs to Kryptonians! Good!" Looking at Clark, whose body radiated sunlight, General Zod recognized him and nodded in satisfaction as he spoke.
Although he had come to conquer Earth, although he intended to take the Codex from Clark, although he and Clark's biological father, Jor-El, had once walked two different paths as enemies and he had even killed him, to be honest, General Zod had not treated Clark as his enemy.
There was no helping it. There were far too few Kryptonians now. Even if he obtained the Codex from Clark, transformed Earth into an environment more suited for Kryptonians to survive in, and rebuilt Kryptonian civilization, all of that would take time.
Therefore, to General Zod, Clark was still very precious. Especially because, in General Zod's view, he and Clark were the same race. Earth was merely the environment Clark had grown up in. Bloodline and genes would make Clark choose, because only they could give Clark the feeling of having companions...
"What are you here for?" Seeing General Zod first become excited, then look at him with satisfaction, Clark could not help frowning. But he did not attack right away. Instead, he prepared to figure out General Zod and the others' intentions.
How had General Zod and the others come to Earth? Were these eleven people all there were? Did they have some unspeakable secret? Would they pose a threat to Earth...
"You should already know your origins, yes? You are a child of our Krypton. Now that we've come to find you, naturally it is to take you with us to reforge Krypton's glory," General Zod looked at Clark and explained with a smile.
"Reforge glory? How?" Clark's expression did