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Chapter 379: Arctic, Fortress of Solitude

At the same time, among the distant stars.

An ancient, old-time Kryptonian spaceship is alone in the sea of stars, searching for a tiny glimmer of hope.
In the command room of the spacecraft, Zod, the last general of Krypton, was wearing standard warrior armor and standing in front of the porthole with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the boundless Milky Way, he pursed his lips silently, his thoughts almost unspeakable.

Before the disaster happened that year, although he was not a wise man, he also saw through the inevitability of the disaster.

In his eyes, those wise men of the past also saw through the truth, but chose to accept a desperate future!
snort!
Thinking of this, General Zod's face became ferocious again.

Why could those bastards accept such a fate!

Why would those bastards rather let all the Kryptonians die together on the decaying and collapsing planet, or selfishly send their son away secretly, than let themselves fight and lead the entire race to escape from the disaster?
Just because that damn guy stole an entire city of Krypton and the people in it, did that group of so-called superior wise men realize the weakness of Krypton?

And those beings have asserted that Krypton is bound to be destroyed, so they stop struggling?

Is this what they call... a fucking wise man?

Zod clenched his teeth, and some scenes from the past came to his mind.

Before the destruction of Krypton, this general launched a coup d'état in an attempt to seize the supreme power from the Elders in order to lead the people to a new life.

But what happened...

When Zod thought of the result, he felt ashamed, because he lost, completely!
On the whole, his men were suppressed by the power of the Presbyterian Church and were unable to create the biggest waves.

And in that tiny but very crucial aspect, that is... the inheritance of the Code of Life.

That damn guy actually injected the code into his son's body before he snatched the code away, and sent his son into the sea of stars.

And himself... in that process, he, the strongest of all warriors and a general of Krypton, actually lost to that damn scholar Jor-El in fist fights!
Zod was very suspicious that when that group of scholars designated the genetic inheritance in the past, they must have injected a lot of backdoors into the scholars' genes.

Otherwise, how could a guy with a scholarly background pin himself, the possessor of the best warrior gene, to the ground and even send himself to the phantom prison?

It should have been a prison of eternal silence, but the destruction of Krypton rendered most of its equipment inoperable.

The shutdown of the equipment finally allowed Zod and his companions to wake up from the freezing cold.

After that, Zod found his confidants and some scholars who had been sealed away since ancient times.

With the help of scholars, they finally got together a boat, broke through the Phantom Zone, and returned to the normal universe.

But this is not necessarily a good thing. Instead, they face greater despair.

Their homeland has collapsed and their race no longer exists.

In the boundless universe, Zod led this dilapidated ancient Kryptonian spaceship through countless galaxies and star regions.

They briefly searched every planet that Krypton had recorded as having been landed on, but still found nothing.

Code of Life...Code of Life!
Where did Joe send this most crucial inheritance of Krypton?
It is conceivable that it must be a planet that Krypton had contact with during the Great Crusade.

But during Krypton's most glorious crusade period, they traveled to so many planets that even the Green Lantern Corps had to go around the Kryptonian soldiers.

Especially at the last moment, the Kryptonian soldiers who used the yellow solar spectrum radiation grenade to make a last-ditch effort were destined to become the best fighters at the last moment.

There are millions, if not tens of millions, of planets where the ancient Kryptonians left their footprints.

But my hair has gradually turned white, and the number of white hair is increasing. How many years can I still search for?
laugh!
With a slight sound, the door of the command room opened automatically, and Adjutant Fiona strode towards Zod.

Listening to Fiona's footsteps, Zod's eyes tightened suddenly. He heard Fiona's excitement and nervousness from the footsteps.

He turned around and immediately asked Fiona.

"Fiona, what happened? You're so upset!"

"General!"

Fiona nodded excitedly, then said to Zod with an unconcealed smile.

"We just received a signal from a long-distance ship, and that signal indicated the identity of the ship's user.

If I am not mistaken, the ship was carrying Kal-El from 24 years ago!"

"So, we finally found him!"

Zod suddenly interrupted Fiona's words, then immediately strode out of the command room, went to the bridge and looked at the vast star map.

Looking at the red spots specially marked on the star map, Zod closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Then he waved his right hand and gave the order.

"Now, it's time for us to set off!"

……

Just when Zod and his team finally found the target and quickly jumped towards it.

On the Downton side, Clark looked at the cockpit he had opened with excitement.

Krypton's technological style has reached the level of extremely simple thinking after countless years of evolution. Such technology even amazed Lex.

Because the nanotechnology that Lex has been pursuing has already been applied to every door on Krypton!

The reason why Krypton does not use nanotechnology on armor is actually a manifestation of eliminating the dross and retaining the essence.

In short, such a spaceship will bring unimaginable shock and help to Lex and Bruce.

All he brought to Clark was endless remembrance and hope.

What Clark misses is the hometown he has never seen, and what he hopes for is the current life without having to hide or cover up.

As for my hometown, although I don’t know why my biological parents abandoned me, home means something extraordinary to me anyway.

If he had the chance, Clark would definitely go home and take a good look.

As for life now...

Clark couldn't help but shift his gaze from the interior of the spacecraft to Bruce and Lex.

After looking at them, Clark couldn't help but look at the cabin again.

Through the bulkhead of the spacecraft, Clark saw a large group of people resting in the yard.

Looking at each of them, Clark's smile grew gentler.

It is precisely because of the emergence of such a large group of freaks that I, a freak, no longer need to hide anything.

There is no need to hide your strength and watch the evildoers do evil without stopping them.

There is no need to hide yourself and allow yourself to be bullied in life.

Although there are some bad aspects, for example, the bastard who did the evil was so powerful that it would be considered a success if I could persuade him not to commit a bigger crime...

But no matter what, although I can't control Tang, Tang doesn't care what I do either...

In fact, many people in the manor don’t know that Clark sneaks out every day to do his own business.

That night in Washington's army, Bruce temporarily lent him the jersey, which he modified and continued to use.

Although he didn't cause much trouble in Gotham these days.

But he secretly saved more than 200 people facing different disasters in other cities.

A shootout in Metropolis, a fire in Star City, a parade stampede in Los Angeles, a long-haired cat stuck in a tree in New York, and more.

Clark was extremely satisfied with this kind of life. Apart from being unable to punish Downton, the biggest evil, Clark had completely found the meaning of life. In front of the freaks around him, he didn't need to hide his strength at all, and he no longer had any mental pressure.

And most importantly...

In this manor, my mother actually found her new home.

An old man who is about the same age as my mother and makes me feel extremely relieved.

Clark felt that Alfu would be able to take good care of his mother, and their relationship only made himself and Bruce a little embarrassed.

There is no harm anymore!

"Clark, what are you thinking about? Don't you want to confirm the other functions of this spacecraft?"

On the side, Bruce interrupted Clark's reverie.

Hearing Bruce's words, Clark was slightly stunned, then shook his head quickly.

"No, nothing, I just miss it a little.

Although I don't remember anything from my childhood, can you imagine how it felt to be here in this spaceship when I was still a cradle, Bruce?"

"Indeed, it feels like being abandoned, especially since there is no information about your background left in this spaceship.

Wait, Lex, you seem to have discovered something?"

"Indeed, this spacecraft has actually given out information, you can see here."

Lex happened to move to the operating area of the small spacecraft, and his hand fell on a raised inverted triangle pattern on the operating table.

Clark moved closer and saw a clearly marked S in the inverted triangle pattern. Somehow, this pattern made his heart tremble slightly.

Meanwhile, Lex patted his arm.

"What are you waiting for, Clark, give it a try.

Although this boat is a typical boat for sending children, it does not have many functions, but it is extremely safe.

But no matter what, as long as your biological parents didn't send you out to kill you, they would always leave more information for you in the spaceship, at least to let you know your life experience, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lex grabbed Bruce's hand and pressed his palm on the operating table in front of him.

The next moment, amidst the flashing fluorescent light, a globe interwoven with light suddenly appeared above the operating table.

Looking at the changes on the operating console, Lex grinned and said to Bruce.

“As I expected, in the end, technology is nothing more than a process of eliminating the dross and retaining the essence.

The older, the more practical, the more popular, and the safer.

Perhaps when technology develops to its peak, most information can be transmitted and manipulated through the use of thought.

Any high-tech race that has never given up its body will use it in the most basic and robust way. "

Just as Lex whispered his judgment, Bruce was more concerned about the coordinates on the light and shadow earth.

Looking at the flashing red dot, he and Clark looked at each other and said in unison.

"The signal points to the North Pole!"

On the side, hearing what the two said, Lex rolled his eyes in boredom.

"I am discussing the technological development and choices of the Clarke race as analyzed from this ship.

Are you only looking at the coordinates of the North Pole?"

“Otherwise, this looks like just a life-support vessel, and everything centers on the protection of that swaddling position.

Its only job that year was to send Clark to our Earth. What about its other work? The coordinates provided by this spacecraft to Clark would obviously record the other work carried out by Clark's parents on Earth.

And I also reasonably suspect that Clark is by no means the first alien to set foot on our planet, and there must have been more of Clark's kind who came to Earth in the past.

I can even boldly speculate that those people must have arrived earlier than we thought!"

Bruce replied, then patted Clark on the shoulder.

He didn't have this problem before, but recently he was forced by Downton to get together with a large group of people.

As a result, he had to adapt to the new life and try his best to figure out how to live with more people.

So, he unknowingly learned some of Downton's little bad habits, such as patting people, but fortunately he never pats people on the buttocks.

Feeling Bruce's slap, Clark nodded heavily.

"I'm already looking forward to what I'll see at the North Pole. I've already noted the coordinates... huh?"

Just as Clark said this, the inverted triangle S-shaped mark on the operating table in front of them, which had seemed to fit perfectly, suddenly rose up.

There is clearly no visible sign that it is not integrated with the operating table. However, even if it is protruding, it bulges out as naturally as a drop of water leaving the water.

Just the process of raising the mark gave Lex a lot of ideas about nanotechnology.

At the same time, Clark instinctively grabbed the raised mark and took the triangular column about six centimeters long in his hand.

"I guess it's a key, so they left me a room? A room in the North Pole?"

Clark held the key in his hand and said expectantly.

Bruce nodded expressionlessly.

"Maybe there are many rooms. Let's go and take a look. How about we set off now?"

"No problem, but Bruce, you and I better put on our armor.

Clark, I haven't prepared your suit yet, but I have a prototype that has fewer protective features than ours, and it focuses on flying capabilities.

After all, your own defense is stronger than that of the armor, you just can't fly. You can try your human uniform later.

In addition, in order to deal with more possible dangers, for example, in a corner that we can't see, there is a large group of super strong aliens like Clark who are plotting something or forming an army.

So, I think we need to invite Tang, what do you think? "

After he finished speaking, Lex looked at Bruce and Clark with a smile.

Facing Lex's question, Clark nodded without thinking.

"Of course I can invite him."

After Clark finished speaking, Bruce looked at Clark in silence and then spoke.

"Do you think if you don't invite him, he won't come along?
If you want to contain him, you should know more about him!"

After saying that, Bruce walked out of the spaceship and walked towards Downton.

Looking at Bruce's back...

Lex couldn't help but whisper into Clark's ear.

"Do you think he's showing off? For example... I was the first one to come here!
Or maybe...you all don't understand him better than I do~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lex burst out laughing.

And Bruce couldn't help but stop and glanced at Lex in confusion.