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Chapter 196: Showing Up in Front of the Whole World (Please Subscribe, Read, and Comment)

"Martin wait!"

Seeing that Martin remained silent in front of the summoner, Superman jumped in front of him and wanted to discuss with him how to deal with the Kryptonian captives.

Martin's finger left the delete key. He looked at the Superman in battle-damaged clothing and nodded, "We really need to wait!"

With his left hand, he drew a symbol in the air, and the shadows around him were summoned, gathering into a vortex door leading to the shadow kingdom.

"this?"

"That's not fair. Why should I have to sign a contract to borrow the power of the Shadow Kingdom, but you don't need anything?"

Superman was surprised at the cold aura emanating from the door in front of him, while Nightwing was dissatisfied with Martin's ability to easily control the power of the Shadow Kingdom.

Martin did not respond to the two people's emotions. He pressed the Xingtian Armor Summoning Device to his waist, directly combined the armor, and once again pulled out the Fire Xingtian Sword from the flames.

"Martin, what are you going to do?"

Superman had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Of course, it's to wrap up today's affairs. Clark, don't follow me. This is my own decision and has nothing to do with you!"

Martin warned Superman, activated his Apparition, and turned into a point of light and rushed into the Shadow Realm.

Of course Superman wouldn't just obey. In his opinion, Zod's death meant the end of the war, so what else was there to end?

With such doubts, he chased in directly.

"Dick, let's follow in too!"

The battle was over, and Barry stopped calling Dick by his code name.

Dick frowned. He had a vague idea of what Martin was going to do and had no intention of interfering.

"Why are we following them? Are you still worried that Martin can't beat Clark?"

Barry said anxiously, "I'm worried that Clark was killed by Martin. The armor on Clark can directly change the genes of life. No matter how strong the Kryptonians are, they can't withstand this technology!"

"If there's a conflict between the two of them, we can rush in and stand in between them. Martin and Clark will definitely not attack us."

Dick always felt a little awkward.

Barry was right, Martin and Clark would never hurt their friends.

But if they were in conflict, what would it mean to put my body between them? A human shield?

"move!"

Dick couldn't resist Barry's urging, and he didn't want Martin and Clark to fight, so he chased after him.

hum-

As soon as the two little ones entered the shadow kingdom, a dazzling red light hit them in the face.

Martin wielded the Pyroclasm Sword, and it slashed down on the captured Kryptonians. These Kryptonian soldiers with kryptonite buried in their bodies had no power to resist and were all turned into three-dimensional genetic codes.

Martin waved his hand, and these genetic codes turned into strings of numbers and were sealed in the summoner.

After doing this, he canceled his transformation again and said to Clark, whose face turned pale:

"You seem very unhappy that I turned these soldiers into genetic codes?"

"Zod is dead. These soldiers are not under the general's orders and pose no threat to us. It is enough to exile them to the Phantom Zone. Why must we kill them?"

Clark was angry, but more confused.

He didn't understand why this young man Martin had to kill people.

Martin didn't feel anything about Clark's questioning. He had expected this sunny and cheerful boy to react like this.

"Who are we?"

Martin waved his hand, and the space of the Shadow Kingdom quickly dissipated, moving away from the real world and sending them back to their original location.

"abnormal!"

Now Dick can only draw power from the Shadow Kingdom carefully for fear of being contaminated.

When he saw that Martin could control such a large range of power so easily, he felt extremely envious and jealous.

"What do you mean?" Clark's super brain went offline again and he didn't understand what Martin meant.

Martin turned his head and looked at the Black Zero in the distance, and asked Batman and Jor-El to take this thing into space and blow it up in front of the entire earth.

What is available on the Black Zero is also available on the colonial ship under the Fortress of Solitude. There is no technological gap.

Martin felt it was worth it to exchange a spacecraft of unknown origin for the trust of the entire earth in his group.

"Are you going to blow up Black Zero?"

Clark was full of questions and was confused by Martin's operation.

Martin didn't intend to explain too much and asked directly: "Do you care more about the spaceship or those Kryptonians?"

“I certainly care more about people.”

Clark answered without hesitation.

Martin pulled him towards the Fortress of Solitude, explaining as he walked: "Zod's appearance is very strange. He can leave the Phantom Zone and find the Earth. But within a year, he did two things at the same time, which is a problem."

Following this beginning, Clark fell into Martin's trap and ignored the problems of the soldiers.

"If it weren't for the signal from the old colonial spacecraft, Old Al would never have been able to find the Earth even if he searched for another hundred years, let alone send you away."

"Is Zod's luck really that good that he could have two good things happen to him in a row?"

Clark held his forehead with his hand: "Are you saying that there is someone behind Zod, and he came to Earth at the instigation of someone else?"

Martin shook his head slightly; "It may not be an order, it may also be cooperation. After Zod's death, the value of these Kryptonian soldiers has been greatly reduced, and only their bodies are left.

If there is a more mysterious person behind this invasion, you exiled these soldiers to the Phantom Zone and just sent them experimental materials. If there is no one to instruct them, these Kryptonian soldiers have the experience of escaping the Phantom Zone once, so they can leave the second time. "

Clark was completely caught up in Martin's train of thought. If it were just for the sake of debate, he could have proposed detaining the soldiers on Earth.

But the Earth is like tofu to these Kryptonian soldiers, and there are many organizations on Earth that want to spy on the secrets of the Kryptonian body.

"This is the best outcome. Using these hopeless soldiers in exchange for peaceful coexistence between Earthlings and Kryptonians."

Martin put his hand on Clark's shoulder and painted a big picture for him: "Remember I once said that the capital of Krypton was taken away by the intelligent life form Brainiac as a collection."

Clark looked at Martin who was comforting him and said with a smile: "I am not a child. You don't need to use such an almost impossible goal to motivate me. Brainiac is not a small follower. I will not let the earth face such a dangerous person for the sake of my people."

Although Clark has never seen Brainiac in person, a person who can turn the capital city of Krypton into a collectible intact when it was destroyed is definitely not something the Earth can resist.

"I am indeed painting a rosy picture for you, but this rosy picture is not entirely false."

Martin said seriously, "With what Zod and his soldiers have done, Earth will soon be famous in the universe. With you, the last Kryptonian, it won't be long before all kinds of monsters and demons will come to Earth because of you."

"This"

Clark was speechless, and his first reaction was: "Maybe I should leave the earth, so that life on earth will not be harmed because of me."

"No need. There are many secrets on Earth, and there are places more dangerous than Krypton. If you leave, we will lose a human shield to protect us from harm."

Martin was speechless because of Clark's excessive kindness and quickly rejected his idea. "So I am just a meat shield in your eyes? This is so sad."

Clark was not lying. When he learned that he might attract cosmic enemies, his first reaction was to leave the earth immediately.

But after the first reaction settled in his mind, he thought of his mother, friends and Louise, and began to hesitate.

"Who told you not to use your brain? If one day, Bruce and I are not by your side, and there are still a group of people waiting for your command, will you still let your emotions control you like you did today?"

Martin was very dissatisfied with Clark's performance. Just because he is Superman doesn't mean that others are the same.

Clark shook his head slightly, an embarrassed look on his face, but this habit couldn't be changed just by wanting to.

"You should take more time to follow Batman in fighting criminals in Gotham and see how he deals with those criminals."

Martin pointed at the dissatisfied Clark and said firmly: "This is an order, you are not allowed to refuse!"

Clark is already thirty years old today, but in front of the eighteen-year-old Martin, he is the one being scolded.

He felt no shame.

Martin showed extraordinary willpower and strength in the war against Metropolis and Zod, and was determined to seek his approval just as Batman made plans.

"Okay, since you said so, I'll do it."

Clark hung his head and said listlessly.

"What?"

Batman stood in the core of the Fortress of Solitude, looked at Martin and Clark who were slowly approaching, and asked, but his tone remained the same as usual.

Martin replied: "Let Clark follow you to Gotham to fight crime and train his tactical thinking. In case a real war breaks out in the future, our Superman will not send all his troops away in a fit of anger."

"If a Superman like Clark goes to Gotham, even a madman like the Joker can't do anything to him."

The first half of Batman's sentence sounded like a refusal, but after a pause, he nodded and said, "I'll arrange a schedule so that he can come to class on time."

Clark listened quietly to the conversation between Batman and Martin, while he stood beside them like a good boy, following their instructions.

"Have you completed the analysis of the information copied from Black Zero?"

Clark's course can be discussed later, but the secrets hidden in Black Zero cannot be delayed.

Jor-El walked out of the crystal and answered Martin's question: "I used an algorithm to filter the news related to Krypton and only found two problems."

He waved his hand, and a virtual screen flashing various charts appeared in front of everyone.

"According to the Black Zero's logbook, Zod and his companions were indeed released from the Phantom Zone. But the process lasted too short a time. Although Zod conducted an investigation afterwards, he only recorded a section of energy frequency."

Neither Batman nor Clark recognized this frequency, and they tacitly focused their eyes on Martin.

"What are you two looking at me for?"

Martin rolled his eyes helplessly: "I'm not an omnipotent answering machine. I don't know where this frequency comes from."

Batman and Clark both looked disappointed when they heard this answer.

Clark even said directly: "I thought you knew everything?"

Martin didn't answer, but just raised his middle finger to him to express his inner dissatisfaction.

Jor-El also hoped that Martin could see something. After all, he even knew that Brainiac had taken away the capital of Krypton.

"Cough cough!"

The bodyless artificial intelligence coughed twice and continued, "Zod and the others were released near the destroyed Krypton. A new nebula is forming there, so there will definitely be no evidence left."

"The second valid evidence is a video recording."

As soon as Jor-El finished speaking, the video began playing on the screen.

Although it was said to be a video, there was no picture on the screen. There were only distorted light signals that kept jumping. Nothing could be seen clearly, and only vague sounds came out of it.

Martin and Clark both nodded, and Batman asked in confusion, "What do these noises mean?"

"Zod and another mysterious person are communicating in Kryptonian. The person Zod is talking to tells him the news about Earth and Clark, but does not make any requests."

After Martin's explanation, Batman also heard some syllables of Kryptonian.

With Jor-El's help, he can now recognize Kryptonian characters, but he is not yet able to communicate fluently in Kryptonian language, not to mention that the sound in the video has been distorted.

"Is there really someone behind Zod?" Clark thought Martin was fooling him.

Batman didn't say anything. He knew too little about the universe. If he spoke rashly and disrupted Martin's train of thought, he would be doomed.

"Zod claimed that everything was his plan, but in the end he was just cannon fodder for others."

Martin mocked Zod rudely, without any regard for the dead.

He raised the Xingtian summoning device and pressed the shutter towards the screen, transferring the images into the summoning device, and began to press buttons frantically.

Under the characteristics of the Xingtian summoning device, the originally blurry image became clear.

"I saw Zod, but the image of the person he was talking to was still blurry."

Clark pointed at the shadow that was gradually becoming clearer, with a look of joy on his face.

Batman poured cold water on him, saying, "That's your subjective consciousness at work. The clarity of the images of both people is the same."

"I tried my best. The image can only be this clear."

Even the Xingtian Summoning Device could not make this blurry image clearer.

Leaving Zod aside, the figure of the person talking to him was still blurry, and one could only barely make out that he was a hunched-over man.

"Okay, this clue is also broken."

Martin shook his head and frankly admitted the fact: "The other party was very careful and had already thought about what would happen if the plan failed before it started."

"Now what?"

Clark blinked.

Martin spread his hands and said, "It's OK. We can't search the whole universe for each other, so we can only wait and see."

"Bruce, where is the ship?"

Martin quickly put this matter that would not produce any results behind his mind and prepared to deal with the big trouble of Black Zero.

"We set an autopilot route for Black Zero to ensure that he can fly to a position where he will not cause any harm to the Earth or the Moon after the explosion."

Batman displayed Black Zero's flight status data on the screen.

But Martin's attention was focused on the reconnaissance aircraft surrounding Black Zero and the satellites in orbit.

"Well, it's your turn to show yourselves."

Martin asked Flash, Nightwing and others to come in and prepare for a global live broadcast.

　Alas, I am finally alive! I will work hard to update and write another 10,000 words!

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(End of this chapter)