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Chapter 438 Clark surrenders to Zod for Azu

"No!"

Looking at the words "Kal-El, you can't escape" on the phone, Clark's heart suddenly became a mess.

Since the other party knows that A Zu is impersonating him, it is very likely that A Zu has been exposed and may even be in danger.

At this time, Clark had already arrived near the Nevada military base.

But he was a step too late. When he arrived, A-Zu had already boarded the spaceship with General Zod's men.

"I must I must do something."

Thinking of the danger that Zu might encounter, Clark put away his phone, muttered to himself anxiously, and looked up.

The dazzling sunlight shining into his eyes actually calmed his heart down.

If I can sacrifice myself in exchange for A-Zu's safety or peace on the entire earth, then the choice I make next will be worth it.

Looking in the direction of the farm, Clark activated his super speed and ran towards the North Pole.

The Arctic, the Fortress of Solitude.

Once again, uninvited guests arrived in the fortress that was completely buried in ice.

Clark quickly traveled from Nevada to the Arctic, returning to the place that meant so much to him.

"Karl, you are finally here."

As soon as Clark entered, he heard the voice of Jor-El's artificial intelligence.

"I want to know, who exactly is General Zod?"

After Clark entered the fortress, he asked directly, breathing slightly.

Jor-El was silent for a moment, then said to him, "He is a complicated person. In order to change the fate of the Kryptonians, he chose to launch a rebellion, but ultimately failed and was exiled to the Phantom Zone by the Senate."

"Zod has been a strong warrior since he was a child, but since he was born as a baby from the Nexus Codex, he has the duty to protect Krypton in his bones."

Clark pondered for a while and asked him, "So, he is a good man?"

"Child, no character can be simply judged as good or bad. The complexity of this world cannot be divided into simple binary categories."

Jor-El's voice was full of vicissitudes. "He hopes to save Krypton in his own way, but his genes determine that he will only repeat the same mistakes. No matter what he does, it will lead to the destruction of Krypton. Only by changing Krypton's mind, that is, a baby born naturally, can he break free from the shackles of genes."

"It's you, Carl. You are the last hope, because you are the baby born naturally. You are the future of Kryptonians."

Jor-El's voice echoed in the Fortress of Solitude, "Without the Central Codex, no new Kryptonians can be born, and the civilization of Krypton cannot be continued, so Zod must find a way to find you."

"This is a battle you cannot escape, and it is the fate you are destined to encounter."

Clark listened to what Jor-El said, reached out and held a piece of ice crystal, feeling the chill emanating from it.

After a while, he asked Jor-El, "Don't you agree with General Zod's approach?"

"Yes, because he can't rebuild Krypton."

"why?"

"Because of his birth, his thoughts are destined to be fixed. He will only choose to rebuild Krypton by repeating the same mistakes. His genes determine that he cannot easily change his thoughts. He has witnessed Krypton's glorious moments and also witnessed its destruction. In the end, he will only go down the same path."

Jor-El explained to him that General Zod was destined to repeat his fate of destruction.

"If I were him, I would probably also take this path, knowing that there is no hope, but still not looking back."

Clark said with a complicated expression.

He gently put the ice crystal down, sat down, and murmured in a low voice:
"When I was little I always thought I was the Godfather's child. I was always suspicious because the Godfather was as powerful as me. Later I found out that I was a Kryptonian. At that time I didn't care too much because I didn't know what it meant to me."

Clark confided his inner thoughts to his nominal biological father, "I always make my life fragmented. I thought I was special enough, but now I know that maybe being special is not a good thing. The price is too heavy."

Clark thought of the happy, carefree life he and Zu spent on the farm when he was a child.

When I first realized that I was different from others, I felt anxious and scared, afraid that I would become a mutated monster like the ones on TV.

Later, I discovered that my body was as special as A-Zu and the Godfather. My heart was suddenly filled with surprise and expectation, and I found a sense of identity.

I have always been looking forward to becoming the kind of person that the Godfather hopes to be, to become an upright person who can help more people in need.

But he has now realized that perhaps his uniqueness will make him shoulder more responsibilities, not only helping others, but also affecting the life and death of many people.

This responsibility cannot be avoided.

Clark looked up, "I love my parents, I love my Godfather, and Azu is also my family. No matter what happens, I will not let anything happen to them. For this, I am willing to do anything."

He said as he stood up and picked up the ice crystal he had put down.

"Crack"!
He inserted the long ice crystal into the control console inside the spacecraft, and the equipment inside the spacecraft started up immediately.

A buzzing sound echoed throughout the fortress, and electronic equipment also made startup sounds.

"I remember you said that this console is the switch of the Fortress of Solitude. As long as it is turned on, the ship will send a signal. I believe General Zod will be able to capture the signal soon and rush here."

Clark said something that shocked Jor-El.

"why?"

He asked Clark in confusion, "Why did you surrender to Zod? You know his goal is the central code of your body."

"Because I want to save Zu."

At this time, Clark didn't know that Azu had been sent to the phantom space by General Zod using the "Phantom Generator".

"You carry the hopes of the Kryptonians on your shoulders, Carl." "I care more about John's safety than anything else."

Jor-El was silent.

"Are the feelings between these humans on Earth and you really that important, Carl?"

Clark nodded, "Yes, it is more important than anything that exists."

Jor-El saw the signal being sent, but was powerless to stop it. He wanted to change Clark's mind and let him leave, but found that he couldn't do it either.

After a moment, he said to Clark: "This is your choice. No matter what consequences it may lead to, I have no right to interfere. Carl, I have something for you."

Jor-El said he had something for Clark.

Clark followed his instructions and opened a sealed metal box in the Fortress of Solitude.

Clark opened the metal box and was stunned when he saw the uniform inside.

"This is.?!"

"This is your uniform, carrying the hopes of your family, Carl. You are now qualified to wear it and face your challenges."

Jor-El said this is the uniform of the El family.

Clark nodded and took out the clothes.

Looking at the "S" logo above, his expression became a little complicated.

This "S" represents hope, and the Godfather drew it on his chest on the rooftop during a football game.

After half an hour.

A small black spaceship landed outside the Fortress of Solitude.

The hatch slowly opened, and General Zod and his men walked out.

He saw Clark standing outside the fortress, wearing a Superman uniform with a glowing "S" on his chest and a red cape fluttering in the wind behind him.

"Kal-El, you finally showed up. We have crossed countless star seas and finally met each other."

General Zod walked over and looked at Clark, "You made a wise choice."

"How about A-Zu? I promise to show up, but you have to let A-Zu go."

Clark didn't waste any time and directly told the other party what he wanted.

General Zod nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course, as long as you follow us, we will release him immediately."

Although Azu had been exiled to the Phantom Zone by him, General Zod did not show any abnormality.

Clark had no doubts, looked deeply at General Zod, and followed him onto the spaceship.

Inside the huge spaceship in the lunar orbit, Clark followed General Zod into the main control room.

Looking around the spaceship, he asked General Zod, "Where is A-Zu?"

"Don't worry, you'll see him soon."

General Zod signaled him to be patient.

Although Clark was a little skeptical, he had no choice but to follow the other party and continue moving forward.

On the platform in the main control room, General Zod walked to the huge transparent wall of the spaceship and looked at the azure earth outside.

"You know, I've always been curious about what kind of relationship you have that would make you choose to take risks for each other."

General Zod suddenly asked him.

"what?"

Clark suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next moment, he felt a little dizzy.

An uncontrollable heaviness came over him.

Clark rubbed his eyes and covered his forehead, "I... I feel a little uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he couldn't control his body and fell to the ground.

Falling to his knees, Clark coughed and spat out blood.

"Your body is rejecting Krypton's atmosphere, and it weakens you."

General Zod walked over to Clark, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Carl, it's a great irony that you've spent your entire life adapting to Earth's environment, but you can't adapt to our own."

"Ahem.!"

Coughing, Clark asked with difficulty: "Where is A-Zu?"

"He has been banished to the Phantom Dimension."

Zod looked down at him and said, "It seems that you have completely adapted to life on Earth, and have an extremely deep relationship with the people here. Do you regard this place as your home, Carl?"

Clark wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a gasp: "This is my home. It will be the home I will protect with my life."

(End of this chapter)