Superman of the Marvel Universe

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work to earn a living?

lifetime?

Clark, who had regained his mobility, had a trace of surprise in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

General Zod will repent and work for his cousin to wash away his sins.

It sounds like the President of the United States suddenly realized his conscience and felt that he should not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries and stir up regional disputes every day.

So I publicly apologized to the whole world, just like I apologized and stepped down.

Full of absurd and magical colors.

"Clark, this is your fault."

Luke frowned and taught his little cousin a lesson.

"It is incorrect to label people. Although Zod has done many wrong things, such as disregarding life, attempting to commit genocide, and destroying the earth."

“But as long as you dig deeper, you will find some shining points.”

"Every sinful soul has value worthy of redemption. They must not be excluded just because they have made mistakes."

Clark's eyes widened, wondering if the light above his head was too bright, or for some other reason.

When the eldest cousin finished speaking, he felt a burst of righteous light pouring out.

Luke's image has become more majestic and taller than before.

"I'm too narrow-minded."

Clark lowered his head in shame.

Compared with the noble qualities of my eldest cousin who are full of kindness and love, I am really far behind.

"You are still young, and it is normal for you to have some ideological problems."

Luke waved his hand, the corner of his mouth twitching.

It was as if he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"Clark, now that we've reached this point, it's time to tell you something."

Luke changed the topic and his expression turned solemn.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, and Clark felt a little flustered.

There is a sense of nervousness that if you fail in the final exam and the class teacher is about to visit your home.

Luke walked out of the cell, then walked to the console in the lower cabin and inserted the master key that stored Jor-El's consciousness.

"This is……"

Clark saw a bearded projection appear, with a look of astonishment on his face.

This thing looks so familiar.

he thought so.

Although it was a strange face that I didn’t recognize, there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy with it.

"I am your father."

Jor-El saw Clark and blurted out the classic line.

"..."

A series of question marks popped up on Superman's head.

What is the operation to recognize your son at the beginning?

"Old Qiao, it's up to you to teach your son some common knowledge about Krypton."

Luke walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, like a veteran cadre.

Clark and the bearded man were left looking at each other.

"Well, let's start with how your mother and Krypton disappeared."

Jor-El coughed twice and got to the point.

……

……

One hour……

two hours...

After chatting for more than three hours, Clark finally walked out of the room.

His eye circles were slightly red.

There was a sad and sad look on the young face.

Obviously? A lower-level warrior from the Saiyan planet, living in exile on Earth.

It is far less touching than the explosion of Krypton, the genocide of the same species, and the sacrifice of parents to heaven.

After listening to his father Jor-El's story, Clark felt like he was just like a cup filled with coffee table, with one word "tragic" highlighted.

"Don't be too sad..."

Seeing this, Luke patted Superman on the shoulder and said seriously: "I didn't tell the truth before? I was just worried that you couldn't stand the excitement."

"Although Krypton has been destroyed and turned into a speck of dust in the universe, we are not alone."

Clark nodded vigorously. After learning his Kryptonian identity, he felt more comfortable looking at Zod.

The next few days were spent discussing handing over the Code of Fertility in exchange for Zod leaving the Earth.

The little cousin himself had no objections? In order to build trust, the Kryptonian warriors released Superman's parents.

And Luke also handed the female commander Fiora and others back to Zod's hands.

Two weeks later, the two sides reached an agreement and finally settled the matter.

Clark undergoes surgery by a Kryptonian medical officer to remove the Codex of Fertility from cells.

At that time, his father, Jor-El, took away such a key item before the destruction of Krypton and poured it into his newborn son.

"Karl, I'm sorry for your father's accident."

After getting his wish, Zod met Clark again in private.

Superman's father, Jor-El, died in his hands.

They are both enemies and friends, sharing the same foresight and discovering the signs of Krypton's destruction.

They also hate the decadent rule of the leadership class and try to find hope again.

However, the two took different paths.

Zod wants to overthrow the higher-ups and restart the Kryptonian outpost exploration plan.

Jor-El felt that Krypton was already hopeless.

As gene editing technology matures, the tribe is firmly restricted.

From the moment of birth, a Kryptonian's future is determined.

Gardeners, architects, soldiers, scientists...

Careers are all set.

The same goes for character and marriage.

The original intention of the Kryptonians is to eliminate inferior and not good enough genes to make the people perfect.

But they ignore that after a race has its diversity wiped out, it can only lose all its potential, gradually become mediocre, and lead to destruction.

"I can't possibly forgive you on my father's behalf."

Clark was silent for a while and then replied.

He is not the kind of person who keeps hatred in his heart and then suffers from pain and suffering every day.

"Carl, we are always alone in this universe."

Zod turned his back and looked at the blue planet that emitted a soft light.

"They will not accept you. Any life that is above itself must either worship or be wary of fear."

Clark pursed his lips and said nothing.

……

……

"Godfather, are you leaving Metropolis?"

Lex looked at the young man sitting in the office chair.

Not long ago, Luke transferred all the properties in his name to him and Clark.

Then, he also told many things.

It's like he's about to go on a long journey and isn't planning to come back.

"To be precise, it's a long trip."

Luke held a dozen signed soul contracts in his hand.

Zod and his men have become his workers.

In this time and space, various stories about superheroes have not yet begun.

Luke believes that there is little point in continuing to stay, so he might as well pack up the Kryptonians and return to the Marvel Universe.

"Then when will you come back?"

Lex was a little reluctant.

He still has feelings for his godfather.

At least Luke cares more about himself than his dad does.

"It's impossible to say."

Luke put away his soul contract and took a deep look at Lex.

He didn't know whether his godson would become Superman's greatest enemy in the future.

I don’t know if Gotham’s Batman will miss Clark because of Zod’s invasion and write it down in his notebook.

"Maybe it won't be long before we can meet again. I hope that by then, you can still remember what the godfather said."

Luke slowly left his seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Yes! I can save the world when necessary, Godfather."

Lex said seriously.

"Clark isn't the only one who can be a superhero, even though I don't have as many powers as he does."

Luke smiled.

If we evaluate the outcome of each major event, Lex Luthor has indeed saved the multiverse several times.

"Say goodbye to Clark for me."

He didn't go out of his way to say goodbye to his little cousin.

That kind of parting atmosphere has no other effect except adding sadness.

"I will."

Lex turned around to get two glasses from the wine cabinet, but when he turned back, Luke had disappeared.

The Godfather has always been like this.

The sudden appearance seems to be omniscient and full of mystery.

"You didn't even say hello when you left."

Lex smiled bitterly and poured himself a glass of wine silently.

Now, he is the boss of Watt Company.

He is also the agent of the Mets’ Son of Tomorrow.

"It's time to do something fun."

Lex took a sip of whiskey, his eyes far and deep.