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Joe Elle, who appears behind Clark, is Joe Elle's memory remains. Knowing that it is a remains, it doesn't look like a remains from anywhere, but rather like a real person. In this regard, Kryptonian technology is reflected again, extracting the memories and storing them in the key. Once the key enters the central system of the spacecraft, the remains will be released.

Clark felt a heat flow, the second meeting between his relatives, his son and his father, was rushed to Earth when Krypton was about to destroy himself.

Joe'er's eyes were full of love, his kindness to his son, "It would be great if Laura could see you."

"I've always wanted to see you, father."

In order to distinguish himself from his adoptive father Johnathan and his biological father Joeier, Clark pressed his father on Joeier, and there was no difference in respect and love for his biological father and his biological father.

"Carl, I thought so many years have passed and you have forgotten me and your mother. You have become stronger than we thought."

Clark shook his head and said, "Twenty-years have passed. I still remember when I was born, my mother hugged me and wanted to keep me. You love me but you still want to send me away who knows Krypton is going to destroy. I have never forgotten all of this."

Joel was happy that he and his wife were separated for twenty-one years. Joel walked to Clark, looked at the baby in the simulated amniotic fluid on the other side of the glass, and sighed: "I knew the defects of artificial childbirth at the beginning. Your mother and I both thought of the same point. Through artificial childbirth, we can decide what route a child will take in the future. This is certainly good, but we have lost the willingness to make a free choice."

"I know, I've seen some movies and said this."

Clark knows the benefits and disadvantages of artificial childbirth. Although the advantage is that every Kryptonian can fulfill his or her own obligations and will not become a waste, the disadvantage is that through such childbirth, the Kryptonians lose their free choices.

Joel looked at the dozens of babies in the artificial body/the palace and slowly said: "They have lost the power to choose freely, but they are the only Kryptonians in the universe. They may be the hope of Krypton's future, so are you."

"They lost the right to choose freely, but I can re-give them and extract part of my genes to them." Clark said his idea.

Joel was silent and said, "I don't know if this method works or not. Your idea is good."

Clark and Joe'er and his son walked to a passage while talking. During this period, Joe'er talked about the social structure and a series of disadvantages of Krypton, and also told what happened in the last moment of Krypton. Joe'er did not know that at the moment of Krypton's destruction, the spacecraft that imprisoned Joe's life became the accomplice who committed a heinous crime with him.

Finally, Joel took Clark to the middle of a passage, where a deck that looked like a flight cabin opened, a gray-blue battle suit with a red S on its chest, and a red cape attached to the cockpit.

"S is the badge of our family, it represents hope. And you, Carl, are the hope of our family and the Kryptonians. You are the son of Earth and Krypton, and you communicate with the two worlds."

"I know. Father, I hope to be able to move the baby in the fertility room to a safe area."

Joel smiled and said, "I know what you plan, I will transfer."

"Thanks."

...

The spacecraft landed in the coldest area of ​​the Arctic, standing on the glacier covered with snow, without feeling cold at all. Clark was no longer the blue jacket, but a gray-blue battle suit. The suit reflects the metallic color. The eight abdominal muscles on his chest were tightly closed by the blue battle suit. This person was very strong. He was not uncomfortable when he wore it for the first time. The suit may have been designed for himself or the Al family who is of the same size as him. He attached great importance to comfort. He used the technology from Krypton. The suit was not afraid of fire and was resistant to fighting. There was a red cloak connected to his shoulders, and the cloak fluttered in the wind behind him.

Starting from accepting responsibility, Clark's face was full of calmness and perseverance. Although he was only twenty-one years old, he knew that the burden on him was not just for this home, but also for the future of dozens of babies in the spacecraft. He could not let the earth be destroyed by any means. The earth is the hometown of the future Kryptonians, and other planets will consider it in the future.

In twenty-one years, Clark mastered flying, supersonic fast running, hot sight line, perspective line, strength to lift hundreds of thousands of tons with one hand, and invincible body. He did everything that the Kryptonians could not do in the past.

It's been a few months since I left home, and it's time to go home. Clark was about to fly. The snow and dust on the ground were sucked by some gravity and slowly floated up to form a vortex centered on Clark. Clark instantly dragged off the ground and soared into the sky. At the beginning, there was a trajectory. He flew to mid-air to speed up, and he couldn't even see the trajectory. Although it was the third time he had been flying, his joy was not much reduced. Whenever he flew like this, he would always feel unknown in his heart. In short, it was not bad, it was good.

Clark flew across the Bering Strait, flew over Siberia, flew through Africa in a turn, and flew between the zebras at a low altitude. Clark didn't care whether he was discovered. Anyway, no one could catch up with his speed at this stage, and even if he flew half of the earth, his mood was still undestroyed.

Considering that he could not fly all the time, Clark flew back to Kansas, and of course, he hid his battle suit inside the clothes he was wearing outside, and everything was like an ordinary person, just like an ordinary person.

...

In a dark cave, hundreds or even thousands of bats hung upside down on the top of the cave. They were asleep, and there was a trace of light in the cave. A secret base was built with three platforms on it. The walls of the cave had stairs and elevators. I don’t know what this base was used for, but it was definitely not a smuggling thing. What the builder was planning.

In addition to three platforms, there is also a large computer in the cave. A man sat in front of the computer and turned around and found that the person was Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham City.

Bruce's face was not as rude as he was outside, full of seriousness, like a person who never joked.

“Calculate speed.”

"Speed ​​fifteen Mach."

As expected, Bruce's eyes flowed through such a look and continued: "Alfred, search for me immediately for all the materials for steel armored suits. It doesn't matter how much it costs, it's only a little bit, it's excellent. It must be verified by you, and no unqualified ones will be considered."

"I understand, Master, do you need anything else?"

"there is none left."

There was no second person in the cave, who was answering Bruce. There was an image on the large computer screen in front of Bruce. A man in a blue war suit flew across the Bering Strait at a speed of Mach 15, flying half of the earth.

This person is Clark Kent, whom Bruce had just met for a while. On the work platform behind Bruce, there was a black helmet with long ears and a black suit with a bat logo on his chest standing next to him.
Chapter completed!