Working?
lifetime?
Clark, who had regained his mobility, had a trace of surprise in his eyes.
To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.
General Zod will repent and work for his eldest cousin to wash away his sins.
It sounds like the President of the United States suddenly realized his conscience and felt that he should not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries and stir up regional disputes every day.
So I publicly apologized to the whole world, just like I apologized and stepped down.
Full of absurd and magical colors.
"Clark, this is your fault."
Luke frowned and taught his little cousin a lesson.
"It is incorrect to label people. Although Zod has done many wrong things, such as disregarding life, attempting to commit genocide, and destroying the earth."
"But as long as you get deeper into it, you will find that... well, Zod also has some less obvious shining points."
"Every sinful soul has value worthy of redemption. They must not be excluded just because they have made mistakes."
Clark widened his eyes, wondering if the light above his head was too bright, or for other reasons.
When the eldest cousin finished speaking, he felt a burst of righteous light pouring out.
Luke's image has become more majestic and taller than before.
It's like being bathed in holy light!
Extremely dazzling!
It's hard to look at!
"I'm too narrow-minded."
Clark lowered his head in shame.
Compared with the noble qualities of my eldest cousin who are full of kindness and love, I am really far behind.
"You are still young, and it is normal for you to have some ideological problems."
Luke waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
It was as if he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.
"Clark, now that we've reached this point, it's time to tell you something."
Luke changed the topic and his expression turned solemn.
The atmosphere suddenly became serious, and Clark was a little flustered.
There is a feeling of nervousness as if you failed in the final exam and the class teacher is about to visit your home.
Luke walked out of the cell, then walked to the console in the lower cabin and inserted the master key that stored Jor-El's consciousness into it.
"This is..."
Clark saw a bearded projection appear, with a hint of astonishment on his face.
This thing looks so familiar.
He thought so.
Even though it was an unfamiliar face that I didn't recognize, there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy with it.
"I'm your father."
When Jor-El saw Clark, he blurted out the classic line.
"..."
Superman A series of question marks appeared on his head.
What is the operation to recognize your son at the beginning?
"Old Qiao, it's up to you to teach your son Krypton common sense."
Luke walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, like a veteran cadre.
Only Clark and the bearded man were left looking at each other.
"Well, let's start with how your mother and Krypton disappeared."
Jor-El coughed twice and got to the point.
an hour...
Two hours...
After chatting for more than three hours, Clark walked out of the room.
His eye circles were slightly red.
There was a sad and sad look on the young face.
Obviously, Lower-Class Warrior from the Saiyans planet fell to the earth.
It is far less touching than the explosion of Krypton, the extinction of the same kind of people, and the sacrifice of parents to heaven.
After listening to his father Qiao-El's story, Clark just felt like he was a cup filled with coffee table, mainly highlighting the word "miserable".
"Don't be too sad..."
Seeing this, Luke patted Superman on the shoulder and said seriously, "I didn't tell the truth before because I was worried that you couldn't stand the stimulation."
"Although Krypton has been destroyed and turned into a speck of dust in the universe, we are not alone."
Clark nodded vigorously. After learning his identity as Kryptonian, he felt more pleased with Zod.
The next few days were spent discussing handing over the fertility code in exchange for Zod leaving the earth.
The little cousin himself had no objections. In order to build trust, Kryptonian warrior released Superman's parents.
And Luke also handed over the female commander Faora and others back to the hands of Zod.
Two weeks later, both parties reached an agreement and finally settled the matter.
Clark underwent surgery by medical officer Krypton to remove the fertility code from the cells.
At that time, his father, Jor-El, took away such a key item before Krypton was destroyed and poured it into his newborn son.
"Carl, I'm sorry for your father's accident."
After getting what he wanted, Zod met Clark again in private.
Superman's father, Jor-El, died in his hands.
They are both enemies and friends, sharing the same foresight and discovering the signs of Krypton's destruction.
They also hate the decadent rule of the leadership class and try to find hope again.
However, the two took different paths.
Zod wants to overthrow the upper levels and restart Krypton's outpost Exploration Project.
Jor-El felt that Krypton was hopeless.
As gene editing technology matures, the tribe is firmly restricted.
From the moment he was born, Kryptonian's future was destined.
Gardener, architect, soldier, scientist...
Careers are all set.
The same goes for character and marriage.
The original intention of Kryptonian is to eliminate inferior and not good enough genes so that the tribe can become perfect.
But they ignore that after a race has its diversity wiped out, it can only lose all its potential, gradually become mediocre, and lead to destruction.
"I can't possibly forgive you on my father's behalf."
Clark was silent for a while and replied.
He is not the kind of person who would keep hatred in his heart and suffer deep pain and suffering every day.
"Carl, we are always alone in this universe."
Zod turned his back and looked at the blue planet that emitted a soft light.
"They will not accept you. Any life that is above itself must either worship or be wary of fear."
Clark pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Godfather, are you leaving Metropolis?"
Lex looked at the young man sitting on the office chair.
Not long ago, Luke transferred all the properties under his name to him and Clark.
Then, he also told many things.
It's like he's about to go on a far journey and isn't planning to come back.
"To be precise, it's a long trip."
Luke held a dozen signed soul contracts in his hand.
Zod and his men have become his workers.
In this time and space, various stories about superheroes have not yet begun.
Luke thinks that there is little point in continuing to stay, so he might as well pack Kryptonian together and return to Marvel Universe.
"Then when will you come back?"
Lex is a little reluctant to give up.
He still has feelings for Godfather.
At least Luke cares more about himself than his father.
"That's impossible to say."
Luke put away the soul contract and took a deep look at Lex.
He didn't know whether his godson would become Superman's biggest enemy in the future.
I don't know if Batman of Gotham will remember Clark and write it down in a notebook because of Zod's invasion.
"Maybe it won't be long before we can meet again. I hope that by then, you can still remember what Godfather said."
Luke slowly left the seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Yes! I can also save the world when necessary, Godfather."
Lex said seriously.
"Not only Clark can be a superhero, even though I don't have as much power as him."
Luke smiled.
If evaluated according to the ending of each major event, Lex-Luthor has indeed saved the multiverse several times.
"Say goodbye to Clark for me."
He didn't go out of his way to say goodbye to his little cousin.
That kind of parting atmosphere has no other effect except adding sadness.
"I will."
Lex turned around to get two cups from the wine cabinet, but when he turned back, Luke's figure had disappeared.
Godfather This is always the case.
The sudden appearance seems to be omniscient and full of mystery.
"You didn't even say hello when you left."
Lex smiled bitterly and poured himself a glass of wine silently.
Now, he has become the boss of Vought Corporation.
He is also the agent of Man of Tomorrow of Metropolis.
"It's time to do something fun."
Lex took a sip of whiskey, his eyes far and deep.