Kansas, Smallville, Kent Farm.
"Kent Mrs., is Clark here?"
When she saw Martha Kent open the door, Lois asked anxiously.
Seeing Jerry and Lois again, Martha's attitude had clearly changed greatly from last time. Smiling, she stepped aside.
"Oh, it's you two. Clark told me about you—you're his friends. Come in and sit down first. He went to the church to pray and should be back soon."
Lois looked at Jerry, and Jerry gave a slight nod, indicating that it was fine.
So, under Martha's hospitality, the two sat on the living room sofa, drinking the hand-ground coffee Martha had made while chatting and waiting for Clark to return.
Compared to Lois's worry, Jerry seemed quite relaxed.
First, he knew what choice Clark would make. Second, whatever choice Clark made was not all that important to him.
In any case, they would eventually have to fight Zod and those Kryptonians. Strength would still have the final say.
As for the attitude of the human government, he did not care much.
Setting himself aside, humans would basically play no role in the battle between Clark and Zod. The only reason Superman was willing to wear handcuffs and let the human military escort him to Zod was because he was too kind.
"Are those Federal Investigators all right?"
Holding her coffee, Lois looked cautiously at Jerry.
"I permanently froze them. They won't be able to move for the rest of their lives."
Jerry said this with a serious expression. Seeing the terrified look on Lois's face, he burst out laughing.
"Just kidding. I'm not some evil Dark Wizard, and I don't like killing people. They'll be back to normal in half an hour, so don't worry."
No wonder Lois and Clark were a couple. One feared no authority, possessed an overwhelming sense