I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

"Shocking! The Amazon warrior Diana, a native, has entered the world! A world goddess, beautiful as a flower, and heroic in spirit!"

Not to be outdone, the strange people on the beach also surfaced.

"Look! That creepy guy with the harpoon on the beach, always shirtless showing off his muscles and spearing fish, attracting a bunch of girls screaming 'The Little Prince of the Sea is here again! Everyone run!'"

Many working people exclaimed "6" after seeing this, "You know how to come up with a title!"

The members of the Justice League gradually came into the public eye, and the superheroes began to enter society and become known to the world.

However, our protagonist in DC is still Superman Clark Kent. Clark Kent, who usually protects Metropolis, heard that a plane had crashed and malfunctioned. Without saying a word, he got up, flew into the sky, lifted the plane, and his bio-field automatically activated at the first moment, protecting the nose of the plane perfectly the instant his hands touched it.

Clark slowly and smoothly placed the plane on the ground, thus creating the image of a thoughtful and caring man. He said that lifting the plane was a piece of cake, and he felt that if he had a little more time, he could still push planets around and play in the universe.

Clark looked up at the sun, its golden rays shining down upon him. He felt his cells greedily and frantically absorbing the energy, converting the abundant yellow radiation into power to strengthen himself. The sunlight on his face made Clark's expression exceptionally pleasant, and he murmured contentedly.

"Huang Taiyang, I love you!"

Sun: "Get out, I'm not going to love you!"

. . . . . .

At the airfield where the airplane was being released, countless people witnessed Superman's every move. In an instant, a large number of fans surged forward, with a bunch of young female fans shouting their support.

"Ah, Superman, hello M-Oh!"

"Superman, I want to have your baby..."

"Screw you, Superman is mine, and nobody can take him from me!"

They didn't know why they named him Superman; the name just popped into their heads involuntarily. They might have thought of calling him Hercules, the Great Demon King, or Superman, etc.

But when they open their mouths to speak, they are all forcibly changed to Superman. They don't understand what's going on, and then they forget the reason and cheer for Superman. The invisible concept is distorting their thoughts and forcing them to dominate their consciousness.

What they didn't know was that it was because Superman was the core of DC. No matter which universe or Earth, as long as Superman appeared in the world, the world would forcibly name him Superman, and all living beings would follow this rule without understanding why, unable to change it.

The saying "DC exists because of Superman, and is destroyed because of Superman" is not unfounded. The naked man next door, who is in a blue light, stole ten years to investigate the origin of Superman in order to prove Superman's strangeness. In the end, he concluded that Superman is the core of the world, and everything revolves around him.

This really proves the saying that the earth will keep turning even if someone is gone, and the sun will still rise as usual. But if you say that in the DC world, don't say it, or DC will really collapse!

"Hello, Superman! Thank goodness you were here. This was truly an accident. All the equipment on the plane malfunctioned, and we couldn't contact the staff!" The airport manager ran over to express his gratitude.

"No problem, it's a piece of cake!"

Clark nodded slightly. The cheers and recognition from the crowd made him very happy. His little vanity was satisfied. He had some desire for fame and fortune, but more than anything, he was happy that the world accepted him and stopped calling him a monster.

He enjoys this feeling, reveling in the adulation and adoration of people, living in harmony, drinking and singing, and hopes it can last forever. He also sincerely loves this planet and will protect it.

He completely abandoned the idea of ​​rebuilding Krypton; Krypton's demise was history, so let the Book of Life rot inside his body.

However, fate is unkind, and destiny is cruel. Superman's first fateful battle has arrived!

suddenly

Global electronic technology malfunctions, and General Zod's face appears on large screens in various cities. He has used powerful technological means to hack into Earth's technology and take control of electronic products.

"Listen up, people of this planet! One of my people is hiding on your planet called Earth. I urge you to hand him over, or I will invade this planet and slaughter you all. However, I can give you a chance to negotiate. Hand over my compatriot. His name is Karl El. Remember him!" General Zod said coldly.

His voice was broadcast from city screens around the world, mobile phones, televisions, computers and other electronic devices, accompanied by a selfie of himself, leaving countless people stunned.

A spaceship is anchored in outer space, announcing its arrival to the entire planet.

Before Krypton's destruction, Zod and his followers were exiled to the Phantom Realm, a place where Krypton committed crimes, by the old fogies of the High Council. By a twist of fate, they escaped the fate of perishing with their home planet.

After a series of twists and turns, he escaped the Phantom Exile and drifted through the universe with his men. He accidentally discovered Krypton's outposts in various star systems, used the abandoned materials and energy inside to build a spaceship, and cleverly discovered the traces of Jor-El sending away his children.

Having followed this universe all the way, entering the Milky Way Solar System and docking near Earth, Zod used the advanced instruments on his spaceship to scan and discover the extraordinary nature of this universe.

"Is this the planet that bastard Jor-El painstakingly sent his child to? He must have hidden the Codex of Life too."

This planet is so remote and backward, its civilization is extremely weak, and its technology is not advanced. It hasn't even left this part of the Milky Way galaxy or established a cosmic outpost. It spends its entire life diligently studying the primitive life forms that live on Earth, yet it possesses the yellow sun recorded in Kryptonian ancient texts.

Legend has it that in ancient times, when we Kryptonians came into contact with the yellow sun, our genes were activated, and our cells absorbed the yellow energy, converting it into power for storage.

Thus, they will develop strong physiques and possess numerous superpowers… That bastard Joe actually allowed his child to become a god here! Have he and his child forgotten their mission to rebuild Krypton? As Kryptonians, they don't think about restoring their nation—it's utterly outrageous!

Zod was furious, feeling a surge of anger rising within him with nowhere to vent it.

"They are the sinners of Krypton!!!"

He glared angrily at the Superman family, venting his rage and shouting.

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Zod, who possessed superior genes, was furious and disappointed in his son.

The Superman family can't be relied on anymore; rebuilding Krypton still depends on him, after all, he's very patriotic.

Giving orders to his subordinates

"Shit, Joe stole the Codex of Life. He must have put it in his child. We need the Codex of Life to rebuild Krypton. It contains our Kryptonian genetic inventory system. Without it, we cannot rebuild Krypton, understand?!"

"Understood, Commander!"

The men nodded. "If that's the case," they said, "then let's seize it. We'll capture Karl and force him to hand it over."

Once the plan's objectives were established, Zod immediately wanted his men to go sunbathe. They had only recently arrived in space to sunbathe, and they couldn't miss this great opportunity to strengthen themselves.

"Very good. Before Karl comes out, you all continue to bask in the yellow sun. Bask in it for as long as you can. The massive, ocean-like boost will greatly enhance your abilities. Make the most of every second to absorb as much energy as possible to fill your bodies and prepare for the battle to come!"

"Yes, sir!"

“General, but we haven’t been in the sun for very long. Even if we greatly increase the amount of energy we absorb, we might not be a match for Karl, who has been in the sun for decades!”

"Don't worry about that. According to my investigation, Karl was born naturally by his parents, not through a genetic breeding pod. Kryptonian civilization has a strict system of management, fixed artificial production classes, and a strict genetic level plan. We all have the superior genes of military soldiers, while Karl only has the genes of an ordinary person. Even if he has the Codex of Life, he is no match for us!"

"That's great! With you saying that, we can relax and enjoy the sun! After all, sir, you have the highest and most advanced genes in our area, so the boost from sunbathing must be the greatest and strongest!"

"Damn it!! What do you mean by 'resting on your laurels'?! You're pushing everything onto me, this superior gene, while you all refuse to put in any effort?! All of you better behave yourselves! Those who haven't met the enhancement standards, you'd better be the first to charge into battle and test Karl's strength level for me! If you don't want to die, then get some sunbathing!!" Zod said, exasperated. What kind of scum did he have? They actually wanted to lie down and slack off! He, the leader, hadn't even thought about taking a break yet, and they wanted to go on strike and slack off! This is outrageous!

"Yes, sir!" the subordinates replied in a strong and resounding voice, their eyes filled with fervent admiration and respect for their general's words and enthusiasm.

There's no way around it; those living on Krypton are all products of genetic engineering. Their genes are merely low-level genes, and the highest command within them is absolute obedience. Low-level life genes obey high-level life genes, one layer pressing down on another—that's their order.

Society will never lack talent. It will cultivate whatever talent it lacks, ensuring a continuous stream of talent and eliminating any concerns about betrayal.

A group of people were enthusiastically sunbathing, afraid that they would be sent to be the first to fight. They were not afraid of dying, but they did not want to die in vain. They also wanted to follow Zod to rebuild Krypton and make more contributions.

"Not bad, not bad, all gone?" Zod was very satisfied. Sunlight streamed in through the open hatch, and he tilted his head back to take a deep breath of the sun.

"Great, great, that's the taste, it's very comforting!"

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was doing drugs...

"Should I go too, sir?"

Zod's capable female deputy, Fiora, spoke up.

What? There are still people who haven't gone out to sunbathe??

Zod glanced at her and said coldly, "What do you think?"

"Uh, fine!" Fiora resigned herself to her fate.

She also wanted to lie down and relax. Anyway, with the general around, what was there to be afraid of? All of us combined couldn't absorb as much as him, and he must be the strongest. Dealing with that Karl would be a piece of cake.

This was just a minor incident. General Zod ignored her, his gaze greedily sweeping over the yellow sun and the earth in the sky. He had a crazy plan.

Obtaining the Codex of Life was the first step, and the second step was to transform Earth into the reconstruction site of Krypton, the prototype of their home planet. This is how the original Krypton was founded. They found a suitable planet, renamed it Krypton, and colonized the star system.

In his mind, Krypton was not truly destroyed. As long as the central treasure of Krypton remained, Krypton would not truly disappear from the annals of cosmic history; it would simply continue to exist in a different place.

The dead can be reborn. Although these newly bred Kryptonians are no longer the old Kryptonians, it doesn't matter. I just want that powerful and prosperous Kryptonian civilization to return.

Panic gripped the earth, with cities filled with cacophony and fear.

"Aliens! There really are aliens in the universe!"

"Wait, I have a question. Why do aliens also speak English?"

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"Don't change the subject. Haven't you noticed how advanced their technology is? It's at least thousands, even tens of millions of years ahead of Earth's. Earth's high technology is utterly powerless against them, instantly dismantled and deciphered. They easily controlled the satellites. Technologically, we have absolutely no chance against them!"

"I don't care about that. The fellow countryman, Kal-El, he's talking about, is he Superman Clark?"

"I also think it was him, after all, he can lift an airplane!"

"No, no, no, just because he can lift an airplane, you're convinced it's him? Is the Flash in the city not fast enough, or is Diana, the goddess of the world, not beautiful enough, or is the Dark Knight not cold enough, or is the Green Lantern not green enough? Or is that guy underwater not strong enough... and so on. Of all the superheroes, you just happen to think that Superman is the one who fits the alien description?"

"Because I think Superman is the strongest among them, he's incredibly strong, can lift airplanes, is omnipotent, and can fly!"

The allure of holding an airplane is irresistible; no man can resist it.

"..."

"Okay, you win. They can't lift the plane!"

Countless people are discussing it, and the internet is buzzing with discussion. Everyone is speculating about who the alien is, but no one is worried about an alien invasion of Earth. This is because Earth has shown too many superheroes recently. Earth also has powerful protectors. Aliens, don't be so presumptuous!

Meanwhile, our client, Superman Clark, sensed something amiss and frowned deeply. "General Zod"—why did that name sound so familiar? Drew Zod? He seemed to recall seeing him before while watching Kryptonian footage on the spaceship.

He seems to be some kind of general, a high-ranking member of the Kryptonian military, wielding immense influence and command power.

"Advanced genes, they're probably not easy to deal with."

Clark became serious. This matter was caused by him, and he had to make a decision: should he go out and reveal his identity, admitting that he was the alien?

The super brain is working at lightning speed, sorting through massive amounts of information and weighing the pros and cons. This planet must not be harmed, and the people I care about are still alive.