DC New Krypton

The biomagnetic field wrapped around the poor people of the Labor Council, flowing out like water from the foundation of Kandor City in Hail's hands, arranging like dominoes in the square, with just enough space between people to recover. There's room for a punch behind them.

The first batch selected by Haer were the forty right-hand men who had ideals and ambitions and believed that they would change the world to assist him in cloning the upper echelons of Krypton. They assisted him in handling the programmatic actions of the Poor People's Reform Army and in guiding the people at the bottom. Believe in yourself, handle the high-level changes in the Science Council, Military Council, Art Council, etc., and cover up everything Haile did at that time.

The next person was the familiar senior leader of the Poor People's Reform Army. Below him was the face that he had once glanced at and remembered clearly after basking in the sun.

More than 300,000 poor people in the Kryptonian Labor Council are familiar faces to Hale. They can be regarded as the closest and most trusted people to Hale. They lie like ants on the platform.

Fortunately, the entire atmosphere of Ground Zero was adjusted to the gas of Krypton's atmosphere, but it did not create active airflow to start circulation, which meant that there was no wind.

Otherwise, 300,000 ant-like Kryptonians would be blown away everywhere.

Their shrinkage changes even their basic mass and density, and is not a simple reduction or enlargement.

‘Buzz——’

After arranging 300,000 members of the Poor People's Reform Army and his former assistants, the fire source was controlled by Haer and suspended into the sky, becoming 500 kilometers wide.

Halfu levitated, his black cloak fluttering behind his back. He stretched out his hands, and the nanomachines penetrated from the suit into the cells of the body, assisting the precise control of the biological magnetic field.

The tight-fitting black battle suit slightly highlighted the veins.

Turn on the penetrating line of sight and the microscopic line of sight, and arrange them one by one based on the Kryptonian genetic information collected.

The fire source in the sky, the internal space was opened one by one according to the information arrangement.

The surface of the fire source flickered with light, and it emitted a stream of energy mixed with Kryptonian genetic information, covering the entire square with a gentleness like a water curtain.

Hal promptly used the biomagnetic field that already covered 300,000 Kryptonians to start activating his ability to change size.

The 300,000 Kryptonians in the square began to slowly grow from the size of ants to babies - two years old - five years old - ten years old - fifteen years old - and returned to their original shapes.

The moment it returns to its original state is when the gene collapses.

The energy information covered by the fire source began to attack the genetic information of each Kryptonian that was about to collapse, directly replacing the original collapse information.

The operation was very complicated, but speaking of it, it seemed that in just two or three seconds, 300,000 people returned to their original position, lying on the square, opening their eyes in confusion, and some people began to get up.

"What happened?"

"Why am I here?"

"damn it!"

"Didn't I see distant volcanic rocks exploding before? Why is it here?"

"This is where?"

"Kidnapping?"

"Who dares to touch me? My eldest brother is Chester from Kudada Street."

"Damn, where's my money?"

"Members of the New God Religion, have we been discovered? Kill! For the sake of new hope!"

"Is it a kidnapping?"

"Everyone calm down, we have encountered a mysterious incident."

"Where's my communicator?"

"Where's my wife?"

A large number of people in the large awakening square of 300,000 people began to look around blankly. They were all crowded, but the space was only a fist away. People around them were bumped into at any time, and the people inside suddenly felt irritated and uneasy. , uneasy restlessness and turmoil are about to arise.

"You are... the god of the New God Religion, Haer! You are Haer, the god of the New God Religion, Haer God!"

Someone spotted the black figure suspended in the air, staring at Hail. The senior officials of the New God's Religion who had been in contact with Hail shouted loudly to stop the uneasy restlessness in the unfamiliar environment.

"Is action finally coming?"

“God has officially appeared, and it’s time for us to rise up!”

"Kill those rotten Kryptonian executives!"

"Trash their parliament, destroy them, destroy this group of politicians who only despise us and make a fuss about us!"

"Use the hands of workers to create equal freedom!"

"The old gods allowed us to survive in humiliation under the powerful, and the new gods led us to fight. A new dawn of hope is just around the corner. Take back everything we created, and praise God Hal!"

"God Hale!! God Hale! God Hale!!! God Hale! God Hale!"

Some New Theistic people cried with joy when they finally saw the appearance of God. They kept punching the sky, the arteries in their necks were red and beating, and they shouted Haile's name with their faces turned red.

Some people who didn't know the situation were infected by the warm and turbulent atmosphere, but they in the slums also knew that the powerful New God Religion had gathered a huge number of people for the purpose of reform. Infected by the turbulent emotions around them, they raised their fists together and punched the sky, roaring with red faces, releasing all their humiliation.

Some people roared and shouted, with tears of grief on their faces, remembering that they had not been treated justice, and the little girl at home was beaten to the point of being admitted to the serious injury ward simply because they were unwilling to exchange chat codes with them until they ran out of money. Despite the treatment of death, the perpetrators were not punished by the truth, and there was no way to appeal. His family members died unjustly and tragically, which made him shed tears of pain and hate this Kryptonian society.

Some people roared at the top of their lungs, recalling the scientific and technological innovations, and how their talents had no effect. They were so hungry that they were walking alone on the road with twitching stomachs. They were once rudely thrown away by people on the speeding car and half-eaten food was thrown away, and they did not get anything. He apologized politely, but instead of apologizing, the car owner drove away in disdain. He was too hungry to care about the humiliation, so he could only pick up half of the food and wolf it down, crying while eating without feeling it. The beauty of the food.

Krypton can feed everyone, but not everyone. ..

Some people are really unwilling to accept it, and are restricted to the position of laborers. What they get is just to appease the common people at the bottom, just enough not to starve to death, and to repeat the desperate labor.

All the reasons for the existence of myself and others are just to set off the beauty of Krypton's high-level officials.

They shouted: "God Hal!"

The essence roars with unwillingness and injustice.

Haier glanced across the crowd and saw Fan Ze, who had just shouted that he had been discovered. He was the leader of the Poor People's Reform Army. He had ambitions that were unwilling to accept the fate of the lower class. He was ordered by Haier to lead the Poor People's Reform Army.

Haer once told Fan Ze that when he appears as a god and upright, it is the time to initiate an uprising and reform.

It seemed that he had not forgotten what he said.

But it's a pity.

Haier stretched out his hand and gently pressed it down. The civilians who were chanting Haier God slowly stopped their roars, leaving a flush of excitement.

"Krypton has been destroyed."_\u0026