'Work?'
'A lifetime?'
Clark, who recovered his ability to move, had a look of surprise in his eyes.
To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.
General Zod could repent completely and work for his older cousin to repent for his sins?
It sounded like the President of the United States suddenly gained a conscience and felt that he shouldn't interfere in other countries' internal affairs and stir up regional disputes every day.
So, he publicly apologised to the whole world and stepped down.
It was too magical. It didn't make any sense.
"Clark, that's what's wrong with you."
Luke frowned and taught his younger cousin a lesson.
"Labeling people is wrong. Although Zod had done a lot of wrong things, such as ignoring life, trying to commit genocide and destroy the earth..."
"But dig deeper, and you'll find some flashes of brilliance."
"Every sinful soul is worthy of redemption. They shouldn't be rejected just because they had made mistakes."
Clark was wide-eyed, wondering if the light overhead was too bright and made him lose rationality.
When his older cousin finished, he felt a surge of righteous light erupting.
Luke's image, compared to before, had turned even more magnificent and taller.
"I was the one who was too narrow-minded."
Clark bowed his head in shame.
Compared with his older cousin's noble qualities of kindness and love, he was really far behind.
"You're still young. Having a little problem with ideological awareness is normal."
Luke waved his hand, and his mouth twitched.
It was as if, in the next moment, he was about to laugh out loud.
"Clark, now that we've come to this point, it's time for me to tell you something."
Luke's expression turned dignified.
The atmosphere was suddenly serious, and Clark was a bit flustered.
There was a sense of tension as if the homeroom teacher was about to make a home visit after failing the final exam.
Luke walked out of the cell. Then, he walked to the operating console of the lower chamber and inserted the master key that stored Jor-El's consciousness.
"This is ..."
Clark saw a projection of a bearded man appear, with a hint of dismay on his face.
'This guy looks familiar.'
He thought so.
Although it was a stranger's face that he didn't know, there was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
"I'm your father."
Jor-El saw Clark and blurted out a classic line.
"..."
A series of question marks popped up in Superman's mind.
'What's this thing? Just appearing and acknowledging a son?'
"Jor-El, you're up next. Give your son a good dose of Kryptonian common sense."
Luke placed his hands behind your back, like an old cadre, and leisurely walked out of the room.
Leaving Clark and the bearded man looking at each other.
"Then, let's start with how your mother and Krypton were lost."
Jor-El coughed twice, getting down to business.
...
...
1 hour ...
2 hours ...
After talking for over 3 hours, Clark walked out of the room.
His eyes were slightly red.
The young face wore a sorrowful, grieving look.
Apparently, the inferior warriors of the Saiyan planet strayed to Earth...
Was far less touching than the explosion of Krypton, the extinction of his people, and the sacrifice his parents made.
After listening to his father, Jor-El, Clark felt like he was only a stain on a coffee table, highlighting what once was an elegant gathering that was interrupted by accident. A small meaningless remnant.
"Don't be too sad ..."
Luke saw the situation, patted Superman's shoulder, and seriously said, "I didn't tell you the situation before because I was worried you wouldn't be able to stand it."
"Although Krypton has been destroyed and turned into specks of dust in the universe, we aren't alone."
Clark nodded. When he found out about his Kryptonian identity, he felt that Zod was a little bit more pleasing to his eye.
In the next few days. They spent time discussing how to hand over the Growth Codex in exchange for Zod's departure from Earth.
The younger cousin didn't have any opinions. To build trust, the Kryptonian warriors freed Superman's parents.
And Luke also handed Commander Faora and others back over to Zod.
Two weeks later, the two sides reached an agreement. It was finally settled.
Clark underwent surgery to remove the Growth Codex from his cells by a Kryptonian medical officer.
At that time, his father, Jor-El, took such a crucial item before the destruction of Krypton and infused it into his newborn son.
"Kal, I'm sorry about your father's incident."
After getting what he wanted, Zod privately met Clark again.
Superman's father, Jor-El, died at his hands.
They were both enemies and friends. They shared the same vision and perceived the harbinger of Krypton's destruction.
They were equally disgusted with the corrupt rule of the leadership class and attempted to look for hope once more.
However, they were on different paths.
Zod wanted to overthrow the leader class and restart the exploration plan for Krypton's outposts.
Jor-El felt that Krypton was hopeless.
With the maturation of gene-editing technology, people were firmly restricted.
From the moment of birth, each Kryptonian's future was sealed.
Designer, architect, soldier, scientist ...
Their occupations had been set.
The same was true of personality and marriage.
The intent of the Kryptonians was to weed out the inferior, less-than-stellar genes and make the race perfect.
However, it ignored the fact that diversity was wiped out. It would only lose all its potential and gradually degenerate into mediocrity and extinction.
"It's impossible for me to forgive you in place of my father."
Clark replied after a long silence.
He wasn't the kind of person who would carry his hatred in his heart and sink deep into pain and suffering every day.
"Kal, we are always alone in this universe."
Zod turned his back and looked at the softly glowing blue planet.
"They will not accept you. Any kind of creature would either worship or be wary and fearful of a being above them."
Clark bit his lower lip, keeping silent.
...
...
"Uncle, are you leaving Metropolis?"
Lex looked over at the young man sitting in his office chair.
Not long ago, Luke transferred all his property to him and Clark.
Then, he told them a lot of things.
Like he was about to travel far away and wasn't going to return.
"To be precise, it's a trip out of town."
Luke was holding a dozen of signed soul contracts in his hand.
Zod and his men were now his employees.
In this time and space, the various stories about superheroes hadn't started to play out yet.
Luke didn't think it was meaningful to stay any longer, so he might as well pack up the Kryptonians and return to the Marvel Universe.
"Then, when will you come back?"
Lex was a little reluctant.
He still had good feelings for his godfather.
At least Luke cared more about him than his father.
"It's impossible to say."
Luke collected the soul contracts and gave Lex a deep look.
He wondered if, in the future, his godson would still be Superman's greatest arch-enemy.
He also wondered whether Gotham's Batman, because of Zod's invasion, would notice Clark and write a name down in his little note book.
"Maybe it won't be long before we meet again, and hopefully, by then, you'll still remember what I said."
Luke slowly left the seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"I will! I can save the world if I have to, Uncle."
Lex earnestly said so.
"Clark is not the only one who can become a superhero, although I don't have his so powerful strength..."
Luke smiled.
According to the outcome of every major event, Lex Luthor has indeed saved the multiverse several times.
"Say goodbye to Clark for me."
He didn't make a point of saying goodbye to his younger cousin.
That parting atmosphere served no purpose other than to add more sadness.
"I will."
Lex turned to get two glasses from the liquor cabinet, but by the time he turned back, Luke's figure had disappeared.
'Uncle Luke always does this.'
'Suddenly appearing and disappearing, as if omniscient and full of mystery.'
"Leaving without even saying goodbye."
Lex smiled bitterly and silently poured himself a glass of wine.
Now, he was the boss of Vought Enterprise.
Or the agent of Metropolis's son of tomorrow.
"It's time to find something interesting to do."
Lex took a sip of his wine. His eyes deeply looked towards the distance.
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