Marvel’s Superman

work to earn a living?

lifetime?

Clark, who regained his mobility, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

General Zod will come to his senses, and then work for his eldest cousin to cleanse his sins.

It sounds as if the President of the United States suddenly found in his conscience that he should not interfere in other countries' internal affairs every day and stir up regional disputes.

So I made a public apology to the world and stepped down.

Full of absurd and magical colors.

"Clark, this is your fault."

Luke frowned and taught his little cousin a lesson.

"Labeling people is not the right thing to do. Even though Zod has done a lot of wrong things, like ignoring life, trying to commit genocide and destroying the planet."

"But as long as you take a deeper look, you'll find... eh, Zod also has some not-so-obvious shining points."

"Every sinful soul has a value worthy of redemption, and must not be excluded because of their wrongdoing."

Clark's eyes widened, wondering if the light above his head was too bright, or some other reason.

When the eldest cousin finished speaking, he felt a light of righteousness gushing out.

Luke's image has become more stalwart and taller than before.

It's like bathing in holy light!

Extremely dazzling!

Incredible!

"I'm too narrow-minded."

Clark bowed his head in shame.

Compared with the noble quality of the big cousin who is full of kindness and love, he is far worse.

"You're still young, so it's normal for you to have some problems with your ideology."

Luke waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

As if he couldn't hold back the next moment, he burst out laughing.

"Clark, now that we've come this far, it's time to tell you something."

Luke's words changed, and his face became solemn.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, and Clark was a little flustered.

There is a sense of nervousness that the final exam has been smashed, and the head teacher is about to visit home.

Luke walked out of the cell, then walked to the console in the lower cabin, and inserted the master key that stored Joe-El's consciousness.

"This is……"

Clark saw the projection of a big beard appear, and there was a hint of astonishment on his face.

This stuff looks familiar.

he thought so.

Although it is an unfamiliar face, there is an inexplicable intimacy.

"I am your father."

Joe Al saw Clark and blurted out the classic lines.

"..."

A series of question marks appeared in Superman's head.

What is the operation of recognizing a son at the beginning?

"Old Joe, I'll leave it to you next, and give your son a good knowledge of Krypton."

Luke walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, like an old cadre.

Only Clark and the bearded man looked at each other.

"Well, let's start with how your mother and Krypton disappeared."

Joe-El coughed twice and began to get to the point.

...

...

One hour……

two hours...

After chatting for more than three hours, Clark walked out of the room.

His eyes were slightly red.

There was a sad, sad look on the young face.

Obviously, the lower-level warriors of the Saiyan planet have been exiled to the earth.

Far from the explosion of Krypton, the genocide of the same family, the sacrifice of parents and parents to the sky is touching.

After listening to his father Joe Al's remarks, Clark only felt that he was a cup full of coffee table, mainly highlighting a miserable word.

"Don't be too sad..."

Seeing this, Luke patted Superman on the shoulder and said seriously: "I didn't tell the truth before, just 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, and after knowing his identity as a Kryptonian, he found Zod a little more pleasing to the eye.

The next few days were about handing over the Fertility Code in exchange for Zod leaving Earth.

The little cousin himself had no opinion, and in order to build trust, the Kryptonian warrior released Superman's parents.

And Luke also handed the female commander Foola and others back to Zod's hands.

Two weeks later, the two sides reached an agreement and finally negotiated.

Clark underwent surgery on Krypton's medical officer to remove the Fertility Code from his cells.

At that time, his father Joe-El, before Krypton was destroyed, took such a key item and poured it into the body of his newborn son.

"Karl, I'm sorry for your father's accident."

After getting what he wanted, Zod met Clark in private again.

Superman's father, Joe Al, died at his hands.

They are both enemies and friends, sharing the same vision and seeing the omen of Krypton's destruction.

He also hates the decadent rule of the leadership class and tries to find hope again.

However, the two took different paths.

Zod wanted to overthrow the upper echelons and restart the Kryptonian outpost exploration plan.

Joe-El felt that Krypton was already hopeless.

With the maturity of gene editing technology, the clansmen were firmly restricted.

From the moment of birth, the future of Kryptonians has been doomed.

Gardeners, architects, soldiers, scientists...

Careers are all set.

Character, marriage, too.

The original intention of the Kryptonians was to eliminate inferior, not good enough genes and make their clansmen perfect.

However, it is neglected that after a race is wiped out of diversity, it can only lose all its potential, gradually become mediocrity, and go to extinction.

"I can't forgive you on my father's behalf."

Clark was silent for a while and replied.

He is not the kind of person who will hold hatred in his heart and then go into deep pain and suffering every day.

"Carl, we are always alone in this universe."

Zod turned his back and looked at the blue planet emitting a soft glow.

"They won't accept you. Any life will either worship or be vigilant about the existence above itself."

Clark pursed his lips and said nothing.

...

...

"Godfather, are you leaving the Metropolis?"

Lex looked at the young man sitting in the office chair.

Not long ago, Luke transferred his estate to him and Clark.

Then, he also told many things.

It's like he's about to travel far away, and he's not ready to come back.

"To be precise, it's a long trip."

Luke held a dozen signed soul contracts in his hand.

Zod and his subordinates have become his migrant workers.

In this time and space, all kinds of stories about superheroes have not yet begun to unfold.

Luke thinks it doesn't make much sense to continue to stay, just pack the Kryptonians together and return to the Marvel Universe.

"Then when will you be back?"

Lex was a little reluctant.

He still has feelings for his godfather.

At least Luke cared more about himself than Dad did.

"It's impossible to say."

Luke put away the soul contract and gave Lex a deep look.

He didn't know the future of the godson and whether he would become Superman's greatest enemy.

I don't know if Gotham's Batman will miss Clark because of Zod's invasion and write it down in a small notebook.

"Maybe it won't be long before we meet again. I hope you can still remember what the godfather said by then."

Luke slowly left his seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Yes! If necessary, I can save the world, Godfather."

Lex said seriously.

"It's not just Clark who can be a superhero, even though I don't have his power."

Luke smiled.

Judging by the outcome of each major event, Lex Luthor has indeed saved the multiverse several times.

"Say goodbye to Clark for me."

He didn't say goodbye to his little cousin.

That kind of parting atmosphere has no other effect than adding sadness.

"I will."

Lex turned to get two glasses from the wine cabinet, but when he turned around, Luke had disappeared.

The godfather is always like that.

Suddenly appeared, as if omniscient, full of mystery.

"Don't even say hello when you leave."

Lex smiled wryly and silently poured himself a glass of wine.

Now, he is the owner of the Walter Company.

Or the agent of the Metropolitan's Tomorrow Son.

"It's time to find something interesting to do."

Lex took a sip of whiskey, his eyes distant and deep.