American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

Superman felt some sympathy for Zod after hearing the Phantom AI's words. It was understandable that he would be angry, seeing his home destroyed and being powerless to do anything about it.

However, doubts also arose:

"Then why is he looking for me? Judging by their numbers, they're probably capable of finding a habitable planet to thrive."

The television screen alone showed hundreds of people, both men and women, which, according to the knowledge and understanding of superhuman Earthlings, would be enough for them to reproduce.

Phantom Jorel shook his head and explained:

"Kryptonians have a strict class system and gene regulation system. From birth, the fate of every Kryptonian is predetermined by their genes."

And you, my child, you carry the genetic sequence of all Kryptonians.

Before Krypton exploded, I hid the Kryptonian life-sustaining encyclopedia inside your body. They came to find you to take it.

The Life Center Codex contains the genetic sequences of all Kryptonians; with it, Kryptonian newborns can be raised in nurseries.

Superman has learned a lot about genes these past few days and has also learned about nurseries. It's the first time he's realized that such a place is actually so useful.

"Can it be taken out of my body? I'll give it to him and let him go to other star systems to revive Krypton."

The naive words made Phantom Joe realize that his child was still too young:

"Hehehe, you're thinking too simply, Karl. Do you think Zod will let Earth go? You are a perfect example, proving that Earth is very suitable for Kryptonians to live on! I don't think Zod will let this place go."

"What should we do? Let them stay, or... should I kick them out?"

Just as they were discussing what to do...

The large spaceship above has already sent one of its ships down, and it has openly come to Metropolis to wait for Superman to appear.

The US military naturally sent people out to try to negotiate with this alien.

But when the negotiators tried to negotiate, they were punched to pieces by their Kryptonian soldiers.

"what!!!!"

……

"Help!!!"

……

Screams! Cries for help! echoed throughout the venue.

They initially thought there would be some fun to watch, but the crowd that gathered around quickly descended into chaos.

The noise made the Kryptonians frown. Zod tilted his head slightly, and the two soldiers beside him rushed out without hesitation and began killing!

The sense of security that Superman gave people led them to believe that Superman would also stop them before the other party could kill them, but the result was a scene of dismembered bodies scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Superman was still on his way.

...............................

At the highest meeting of the United States, in the Pentagon, a group of leaders were arguing heatedly.

Some sought peace, some sought war, and others felt that an evacuation plan should be prepared, and that they should leave Earth.

They'll do whatever's outrageous they want; no matter how fiercely they argue, they won't come up with a solution.

Ultimately, they are still waiting for Superman to appear.

The scene where Zod and his men were staying had been cleared out, and the ground was covered in blood. No one was foolish enough to go near them.

Therefore, the footage from the scene has been replaced with surveillance footage. Although it's a bit blurry, it's still clear enough to see.

Boom!

A red figure descended from the sky, leaving a trail of dust upon landing.

Superman's eyes are already red, and his heat vision is about to explode!

"Karl-El, you've finally arrived. Hand over the Codex of Life's Central Core, and I might let you die like a warrior, out of respect for your father!"

Superman angrily retorted, "Why did you kill him!"

"What?" Zod seemed to have heard something funny. He turned to look at his other companions with a smile.

His companions seemed to understand the general's meaning, and smiles appeared on their stiff faces—smiles of contempt from higher life forms towards lower life forms.

Zod continued:

"You call these genetically backward indigenous people human?"

"Foolish! Kryptonians are human! As a Kryptonian, you need to understand that!"

jump!

The string of reason snapped, and Superman's heat vision unleashed its full power, the crimson beams like two energy cannons blasting them away.

Unfortunately, it didn't cause them much real damage. Their Kryptonian armor could withstand most of the radiation and shockwaves in the universe, and even thermal vision couldn't leave scratches on it.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

General Zod was intrigued by Superman's attack. Had Joe modified his son? That attack was equivalent to the secondary cannon power of their Kryptonian warship.

“Interesting. So this is the ability your father, Joe El, gave you? Karl El, you’re qualified to join my team!”

"dream!"

"Looks like I need to discipline Fiora properly!"

Zod dispatched Fiora, a Kryptonian female warrior whose combat power was second only to his own.

"Yes, General."

Fiora took action immediately upon receiving the order, without the slightest hesitation, like a killing machine following a command.

From the perspective of an ordinary person monitoring the scene, the female Kryptonian's movements appeared to be like a frame rate drop, choppy and jerky, yet incredibly fast.

But her skills are actually quite slow in Superman's eyes.

But for some unknown reason, Superman didn't dodge, but took Fiora's punch head-on, sliding back five or six meters, leaving two scratches on the concrete ground where his foot had scraped.

The female warrior Fiora arrogantly raised her head. This was just a casual strike; after all, the general's request was to discipline, not kill.

But Superman, after sensing the power of her punch and calculating it, felt that the force of the punch shouldn't kill her, so he retaliated with that force!

Superman charged straight at Fiora at an even faster speed, and to her shock, punched her in the chest. The Kryptonian armor cracked with a sound—the sound of the energy field on the outer layer of the suit being shattered.

Fiora flew back even faster than she had come.

Zod was surprised. According to the information he had received online, this Superman was very weak and could be taken down by a pistol made by the natives. How could he be so strong now?

He said with a slightly mocking expression:

"Ha, it seems your father gave you quite a few good things, enough to fight against our Kryptonian warriors."

"Fiora, it seems we don't need to hold back on our new recruit. Let's teach him what a soldier should do!"

“It’s the general.” Fiora’s face was filled with excitement. They had sailed all the way here without any fighting, and as a warrior, she had long yearned for battle.

This "Superman" is perfect!

Chapter 56 Who am I? *Thump thump thump...* I can't fly!

"Wow, that's a powerful punch! Wow, that's a side kick."

"Bang, are they putting on a Hollywood showdown? One hit each, no fouls? If you ask me, I could kill this trash with one punch."

Garfield lay on the roof of the building, leisurely wagging his tail, watching the show, and muttering his complaints.

Tian Xiaoban remained silent, or rather, speechless.

From his perspective, Fiora used many practical close-combat techniques, and Superman would definitely not be able to beat her if they had the same physical abilities.

But Superman, that idiot, just takes the hits head-on without any skill. He always manages to withstand the damage before throwing a punch back, but he never manages to hit the vital areas. He just knocks Fiora away each time.

This pointless boxing game will continue until Fiora is exhausted.

Tian Xiaoban scanned the area around the spaceship and said, "This situation is perfect now. Garfield, you turn into a mouse, hide on the small spaceship, and then sneak into their big spaceship."

Once their battle is over, we can infiltrate their warships and seize that Kryptonian warship!

Garfield's disgruntled rebuttal:

"No way! You're making a cat act as a mouse? Ban, are you out of your mind? You think I won't stab you to death?!"

Facing the aggressive and clearly somewhat enraged chubby orange cat, Tian Xiaoban showed no fear whatsoever:

"Idiot, if you don't want to change, why don't you just create one with your own body?"

Oh, and remember to take the Dragon Fang key in. With the Dragon Fang's location information, we can just steal their spaceship!

Using body parts as spies—that's very ultimate creature-like, Garfield thinks it makes sense.

"That works too. I'll just extend my tail a little bit!"

Garfield's tail suddenly grew longer.

It flicked forward, and with a "snap!", its tail broke off in the middle. Half of it fell from the top floor, transformed into a pigeon in mid-air, and flew back.

Tian Xiaoban took out the Dragon Tooth Key from his pocket and tossed it to the pigeon. The pigeon caught it in its beak, shook its head, and swallowed it.

Tian Xiaoban complained:

"...Won't it choke to death?"

Garfield flicked his tail and said, "It's nothing, just a little bit. It just looks like a pigeon, but inside it's just a lump of meat. It could swallow a whole cucumber, let alone a dragon's tooth."

"Instead of worrying about whether it can swallow dragon teeth, you should worry about whether it can sneak in. Such a high-tech warship should have the ability to prevent biological invasion, right?"

"What are you afraid of? It's still an extension of the flesh and blood of an ultimate life form. At worst, you'll be seriously injured, but dying isn't that easy. Go!"

The pigeon cooed a few times, jumped off the building, and flew towards the iron-gray Kryptonian spaceship.

"My turn next! Garfield, if I run into trouble, remember to come to my rescue!"

You raise a cat for a thousand days, but only use it for a short time. If there are any problems with the transformation, you can ask Garfield the helper cat to come and assist you.

"Heh, don't worry, even if you turn into a fish, I'll help you turn back. Oh, and don't forget to let me have a taste."

After tasting alien blood, Garfield became a little craving, wondering what the flesh and blood of the next alien would taste like.

"There are a bunch of Kryptonians down there. Eat as much as you want, as long as you can beat them. Transform!"