Chapter 361 Bant: It is the fire of civilization, Noah's Ark
With access to the ship, Jor-El was able to tell Clark in greater detail everything that had happened in the past.
Some black particles formed a picture of the past inside the spacecraft, showing the history of Krypton like a mural.
Clark finally let go of his fear about his life experience after listening to Jor-El's story.
In the past, besides not understanding why his biological parents abandoned him, he was also worried that his existence might be part of the aliens' plan to invade the earth. Now that he knew that the reason he came to Earth was simply because Krypton was about to be destroyed, the heavy worry in his heart finally dissipated.
But he still had one confusion.
"Why didn't you come into this world with me?"
"We can't, Kal." Jor-El shook his head. "No matter how much your mother and I love you, we can't leave Krypton."
He brought Clark to the life incubator of the spacecraft. Although there were no life embryos here, with the power of the book in Clark's body, it is actually possible to recreate the great civilization of Krypton through the technology of the incubator.
However, the new Kryptonians born in this way will eventually follow their original path of destruction.
Therefore, Jor-El did not mention anything about the Code to Clark.
He believes that since Krypton has become history and this path of artificially editing life is not feasible, then perhaps the correct answer can be obtained in a more natural way. His son, Kal-El, is the answer he, as a scientist, gives in order to save Krypton.
only……
Jor-El glanced at the main screen of the spaceship, on which the hourglass symbol of the Heavenly Association kept flashing.
He didn't know which link went wrong, the answer seemed to split into two.
Of course, Jor-El already knew that Bant was not a Kryptonian, but he couldn't tell where the watch that could transform people came from. Logically speaking, Krypton's technological level was already top-notch in the universe, but even a top scientist like Jor-El couldn't imagine the power contained in that watch.
This is also a matter of course.
If Kryptonian technology could decipher the small broken meter, then the so-called energy crisis would have ceased to exist long ago.
After all, the little watch only needs to be charged for three days to accumulate enough energy to blow up a universe.
"cannot?"
Clark was confused by Jor-El's words.
So Joel slowly explained to him.
The Kryptonians' breeding method means that all of them have already determined the path of their lives from the very beginning. Rather than being human beings, they are more like a program that has already been set, a living mechanical equation.
As a scientist, Jor-El is fundamentally unable to escape the real name of "saving" Krypton, and the same is true for Zod.
It's just that their identities are different, and the ways they seek to save Krypton are completely different.
But there is only one thing that is certain, that is, no matter which side it is, deep down in their hearts, they have never thought of leaving Krypton when it is in danger, because they cannot do it from the underlying logic.
After listening to his explanation, Clark couldn't help but feel sad about everything on Krypton.
"But it's all over now," Jor-El said. "Krypton's ancient past was destroyed along with the planet, and no one survived except you."
"I'm afraid I have to correct you, Mr. Joe-El."
While Clark was still thinking, Bant interrupted their conversation.
"Clark isn't the last Kryptonian."
"If you take into account the form you transformed yourself into using Kryptonian genes, then that's true." Jor-El did not deny it immediately, but agreed with Bant's point of view, "Your watch is amazing. It makes you both one and everything."
"I believe that if you can use it well, you may be able to build a bridge of friendly communication between all races."
It is said that the reason why Superman is Superman rather than Homelander is thanks to his two fathers and two women. Now it seems to be true.
Although Jor-El also has the mission of seeking hope and a future for Krypton, he does not intend to do so by destroying other civilizations like Zod did.
Instead, he hopes Clark can establish a good relationship with Earth and use his extraordinary strength to lead the future of both humanity and Krypton.
But he misunderstood what Bant meant.
"What I mean is that when this spacecraft started, it transmitted a signal to the universe..."
"I know that." Jor-El nodded. "This is a measure to prevent the coordinates of the outpost from being lost. But there will be no response to that signal."
“The problem is that someone responded.”
Bant pulled himself out of the main body of the ship and transformed back into his Kryptonian form, he was actually considering which gene he could merge with.
After hearing his words, even though it was just a procedure at the moment, Joel showed a look of astonishment.
"How could it be... Apart from Carl, the only Kryptonians left alive are probably Zod and his Black Zero Corps, but they have all been exiled indefinitely in the black hole..."
"Apparently the destruction of Krypton has caused problems in your prison," Bant said.
He was also very interested in Krypton's ability to control wormholes at will. If he could get the information, he could make a void zero projector.
"Whether it's Zod or not, the source of the signal is already heading towards Earth." Bant turned his head to Clark, "You are in trouble."
"Me?" Clark took in so much information at once that his brain was still a little slow to react.
"It is indeed troublesome," Jor-El nodded seriously.
"Zod's way of doing things is more radical. In order to save Krypton, he will inevitably forcibly transform the Earth's gravity environment and recreate everything on Krypton. All the people on Earth will be killed. We can't let him do this, it will just be a repeat of the past."
He glanced at Clark, whose brows were furrowed with worry, and swallowed the other reason why the two sides were irreconcilable.
Once Zod arrives on Earth, he will inevitably seek the Codex.
And the code that can recreate the miracle of Krypton is in Clark's body.
"Will they go to war with Earth?"
Clark asked worriedly.
He didn't expect that the thing he was most worried about would happen. His own people would eventually stand on the opposite side of the Earth, and he was caught between the Earthlings and the Kryptonians, and it was difficult for him to make a decision for a while.
It’s actually not that difficult.
Clark grew up on this planet, and his kindness destined him to protect this home.
But if possible, he would certainly prefer not to kill his own people, but to resolve everything in a peaceful way.
What a pity... "I suggest you master your superpowers as soon as possible." Bant said to Clark.
Zuo De and others were wearing Kryptonian armor, which had amazing auxiliary capabilities. It could suppress Clark, who had not yet fully mastered his abilities, in a short period of time. Moreover, these people's genes were destined to be natural warriors. Even if they only absorbed sunlight for a short period of time, they could rapidly improve their combat effectiveness and quickly master this power.
If Clark was still the same as in the original movie, he would probably get beaten up again.
But speaking of Zuo De, Bant actually has an idea.
He looked down at the broken watch and thought that he had always used it as a fighting tool, but now might be the time for it to truly fulfill its original purpose.
"Zod's goal is to recreate Krypton. Maybe I can do that."
His words made Clark and Jor-El look sideways.
Jor-El shook his head and said, "Zod will not choose to coexist with the Earthlings. His arrogance towards the Kryptonians does not allow other races to be on an equal footing with him. And according to the predetermined destiny program, he will recreate the Krypton that once went astray."
"It's very simple. I just need to become a Venerable."
Bant said as a matter of course.
Since Zuo De was born a general and warrior, there must be an underlying code in his genes to obey the king's orders.
Krypton has no king, but there is a Council of Elders. Even if Zod launched a rebellion, he could not kill the members of the Council of Elders, and finally had to surrender and be imprisoned.
"Are you planning to build a new Krypton?" Jor-El was also surprised by what Bant said.
You know, although Krypton's machines can transform the atmospheric environment and planetary gravity, the prerequisite is that the planet itself must have the conditions to give birth to life. Otherwise, there are more uninhabited planets in the universe than grains of sand in the sea of sand. Just pick one at random. Why come to Earth?
"I have plenty of planets."
Bant shrugged.
Who are you looking down on?
He is the Lord of the Nine Realms and the ruler of the known universe. Can't it be easy for him to find a few planets suitable for Kryptonians to live in?
How can one planet be enough?
If others knew about this, they would think he couldn’t afford it. One per person!
Of course, one planet per person is a joke, but once the number of Kryptonians increases, a large number of supermen will gather on the same planet, and they will have to breathe carefully to avoid extinguishing the sun or blowing up the planet.
Obviously, ordinary planets are not suitable for Kryptonians to live on.
Or maybe just give them a red sun to suppress their power?
Anyway, Bant didn't recreate Krypton for the Kryptonians' fighting power. He just wanted the broken watch to truly fulfill Azmis' expectations for it when it was created.
"It is Noah's Ark, the spark of civilization."
Jor-El watched as Bant raised his wrist, as if a savage in the dark was holding up a torch. The light of civilization flickered in his hand, faint, but as if it could last for generations.
For a moment, he was also somewhat moved.
After a moment's silence, Jor-El once again made a decision that went against his ancestors.
"I don't know if this watch is as powerful as you said, but if you really have a way to keep the flame of Krypton going, then I think you may need the help of the Codex." He was going to hand the Codex to Bant. "The Codex contains all the genes and possibilities of the Kryptonians. As long as it exists, the civilization of Krypton will continue, but..."
He looked at Clark.
It may not be so easy to retrieve the code.
He has merged the holy object of Krypton with his son. To remove it, very advanced technology is needed, otherwise Clark's life will be in danger.
But Bant shook his head.
"No need. You underestimate the Omnitrix."
At the moment when the little broken watch extracted Clark's genes, the code had already been analyzed and included in the watch.
Moreover, even without the codex, the watch itself has the same or even better functions.
"Defeat Zuo De first. If they are willing to cooperate, then we will spare their lives. If not, New Krypton does not need these old and corrupt guys."
He has made his decision.
There is no doubt that Zod and his crew are the best Kryptonian warriors, but they are not of much help in building the new Krypton, as the most critical fire, Bant, has already been in their hands.
"They are numerous, we should cooperate. Clark, let me train you."
Bant looked at Clark with great interest and said eagerly.
In fact, he now has many alien heroes whose powers completely crush Zod and his group. Kryptonians are indeed very strong, and few races can match their potential.
But at this stage, Clark or Zuo De and his team do not have much powerful strength.
In terms of numbers, they may not be able to defeat the four-armed tyrant of Sakaar's Thunder; in terms of mechanism, not to mention X-Man, or the living planet gravity crab tyrant, the super giant of the God Group... just a newly born Anno star can easily destroy them all.
After all, it is well known that Kryptonians have negative magic resistance.
Bant only needs to cast a few magic spells to kill them all instantly.
But that would be too boring.
The conversation came to an end.
Clark changed into their family's ceremonial dress, with a bright red S carved on the chest, representing hope.
And behind him, a flaming cloak moved in the wind.
Bant pulled him out of the spaceship, and the cold air outside had no effect on them.
"You're already very proficient in thermal vision, now how about trying flying?" Bant acted as a teacher.
"How do you fly?" Clark asked. "Do you jump? Increase your body speed to the point where you can escape gravity?"
"You'll just burst out of the Earth or fall off," Bant shook his head. "Use your stance, just like you control your power to avoid causing harm to the world."
Clark had already been able to sense the existence of the position.
Otherwise, he only needed to give his mother a gentle hug and she would turn into an exploding tomato.
This was an ability he already possessed, so when the shift was assigned, Clark was able to use this power with ease.
boom!
He flew up.
Leaving behind a deafening sonic boom.
(End of this chapter)