American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 199 I Am the King

How to defeat someone?

Physical destruction?

Or was it psychological trauma?

Everyone has a different answer to this question.

Diana would draw her sword without hesitation and send the person away for "physical salvation".

Batman would choose physical torture and psychological intimidation as his methods.

Clark would patiently persuade his opponents to be good people.

Gino, on the other hand, prefers to choose a or b based on the other person's values.

In a large wheat field not far from a crooked tree.

The setting sun has taken away the last ray of light from the earth.

Fiona, having lost her thermal energy supply, also lost her thermal vision.

When the beam of light representing destruction in my eyes went out, an inexplicable sense of fatigue swept over my entire body.

Fiona wanted to collapse and fall asleep, but the slowly approaching figure constantly reminded her that the battle was not over.

"Snapped!"

A right hand, seemingly cast in steel, gently cupped the woman's soft cheek.

The movements were gentle, and a voice sounded in her ear: "Tell me your choice."

A choice? Fiona recalled Gino's question from not long ago: surrender or die.

"Impossible!" Without a second thought, Fiona gripped Gino's wrists tightly, trying to break free. She said, "I could never betray General Zod!"

The voice has not fallen,

The five fingers covering the cheek suddenly exerted force.

The excruciating pain traveled down her cheekbone, causing the woman to let out a muffled groan.

He pinched the woman's cheek and lifted her into the air, his fingers slightly spread apart so that the woman could see him.

Those deep blue eyes stared intently at Fiona, and Gino chuckled softly, "Betrayal?"

As if he'd heard a joke, Gino shook his head: "So, your loyalty to General Zod is higher than your loyalty to Krypton?"

"No!"

Again, it was an instinctive answer. Fiona didn't hesitate for a moment before blurting out, her voice trembling with pain as she answered clearly and deliberately, "Our loyalty to Krypton is above all else!"

"That's right." Gino laughed again. "If you're loyal to Krypton, you should understand how absurd and ridiculous Zod's plan to rebuild Krypton is."

"You are not allowed to slander General Zod!" Fiona retorted instinctively, but soon, the five fingers covering her face made her speechless.

"Shut up, I'm the one speaking now."

After using force to silence Fiona, Gino calmly said, "I know your plan."

"You have found a continent reconstruction device on Krypton, which can rebuild Krypton by dismantling planets."

"And your purpose in coming to Earth, besides rebuilding Krypton, is to find the Life Codex to produce Kryptonians, right?"

Gino's words struck Fiona's heart like a heavy hammer.

How did this guy know their plan?

With this question in mind, Fiona retorted, "Since you know the General's plans, as a Kryptonian, shouldn't you help us reshape Earth?"

Clearly, Fiona naturally regarded the powerful Gino as one of the Kryptonians.

Instead of correcting Fiona, Gino simply scoffed, "Precisely because I know your plans, I won't help you."

"Didn't the explosion of Krypton reveal the truth to you?"

"You Kryptonians are following the wrong path."

How did Krypton explode?

The problem is quite simple; it stems from the Kryptonians' relentless plunder and exploitation of Krypton, which has led to resource depletion.

At the same time, the system of assigning occupations based on birth further stifles the flow of talent.

Some people are born to be generals, while others are born to be janitors.

"So even if Krypton is rebuilt, it will only be repeating the same mistakes!"

A simple sentence, yet it pierced Fiona's heart like a sharp sword.

She had never thought about this question; no, it should be said that, shrouded in the aura of Zod's heroism, she no longer wanted to think about it.

But now, this young man, Gino, has easily torn away that heroic aura.

Personal charisma, formidable strength, and seductive words.

These things were like a deadly poison staining Fiona's heart, causing her to lose her mind and fall into a vortex of self-doubt.

Just as Gino said, is the method for rebuilding Krypton really the right one?

Right or wrong, good or bad?

The fingers gripping her face loosened slightly, and Fiona fell into the wheat field.

Seeing the distraught woman, Gino knew that his persuasive words had worked.

"Moreover, Kryptonian faith has evolved to the highest level. If someone were to truly unify all Kryptonians..." Gino spoke again, and at the same time, the roar of exploding fighter jets echoed from the clouds above once more.

With a slight frown, the bio-force field enveloping him spread outwards like ripples across the world.

"If someone has to lead you Kryptonians, it should be me!"

As the sound rose, the bio-force field enveloping the night sky instantly crushed the multi-million dollar fighter jet, turning it into piles of scrap metal.

The fighter jets speeding through the clouds suddenly exploded.

The accompaniment was like the sound of dozens of cannons being lit as a king ascends the throne.

Fireworks continuously rising from the clouds

It was as if they were congratulating a young monarch.

Beneath the magnificent, dazzling sky that had dyed half the night sky red, the blond-haired youth slowly opened his arms, his voice impassioned:

"What is Zod? What is Krypton?"

"If Krypton still exists, I will be its king!"

Fiona stared blankly at the boy who had his arms outstretched as if to embrace the whole world, the wind and clouds swirling and making his long golden hair dance.

It was as if the entire world was playing music for him.

A thought that she herself could hardly believe suddenly arose in the woman's mind.

If Krypton truly has a king, then he must resemble Gino.

This thought is like a seed of grass buried deep in the soil; once it takes root, it inevitably grows wildly until it fills the entire heart.

"Now, answer me."

The voice remained calm, but now carried an undeniable air of authority: "Submit, or die!"

I should refuse.

Fiona thought to herself.

But for no apparent reason, the principles that Gino had previously spoken to her were now bewitching Fiona's mind like magic.

Survival of the fittest, evolution and survival.

Only by following a more powerful ruler can the Kryptonians return to their peak.

For a moment, the woman began to question her own long-held beliefs.

Just as Gino said.

Rebuilding Krypton would likely result in repeating the same mistakes.

"The lesson that organisms can learn from history is that they can't learn from it."

This principle, learned from Earth, has now become a sharp blade piercing my own heart.

Every bit of strength in his body deflated and dissipated like a punctured balloon.

"Me, me"

My thighs trembled and my legs felt weak.

"Thump."

Those long legs suddenly bent, and the knees knelt in the damp mud.

Like a defeated man, his long neck drooped slightly beneath his armor.

Looking at the soil beneath her feet, Fiona seemed to hear another version of herself speaking.

"If you can guide the Kryptonians to the pinnacle, then I am willing to submit."

(End of this chapter)