Faced with Zod's sincere invitation, Solomon shook his head without hesitation.
He had no time to spare playing leader on this planet. Besides, he would definitely leave eventually, and his time in this world was limited to begin with.
"I'm not interested in being the leader."
Solomon looked at Zod and said gravely,
"From now on, you will be the supreme leader of New Krypton. You will lead the surviving members of your race in restoring your technology and civilization. I have only one condition: once the Kryptonian population reaches a certain size, you must immediately begin natural reproduction! Kryptonians mass-produced through genetic engineering have irreparable genetic defects that severely restrict their potential strength. Only through natural reproduction can their strength grow without limit, like Clark's."
Solomon patted Zod on the shoulder, his gaze deep.
"Remember, strength is the only standard for survival in the universe. If a true god arrives one day, your current technology still won't stop the entire planet from being destroyed in an instant."
Zod nodded firmly, his expression solemn. He knew full well how powerful Carl was, and he was also surprised that Solomon had appointed him supreme leader of New Krypton.
After all, he found it rather hard to accept a human who was not a Kryptonian as Krypton's leader.
If even Clark could see it, how could he not?
Especially that portal. How could a Kryptonian possibly possess such an ability?
"I understand, Boss. Thank you for everything you've done for Krypton. The people of Krypton will forever remember your kindness."
Zod bowed.
Solomon waved a hand, signaling for him to go handle the many tasks of reconstruction.
"Go get to work. Carl and I will take a look around Krypton."
After Zod withdrew, Solomon and Clark strolled casually across the barren, bare