American comics: Random transformations

That mocking laughter echoed in their ears, yet they couldn't pinpoint its source.

The Kryptonians' battle instincts kicked in. Some used their X-ray vision, others their heat vision, and still others their bio-field. They frantically searched their surroundings, but still couldn't find the source of the sound.

An unknown fear descended upon them, especially since there was no leader present.

Clinton Hix was the highest-ranking officer after Faora and Zod. Now, everyone looked to him, hoping he would come up with a solution.

But he seemed just as panicked as the other Kryptonians; he didn't know what to do either.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice rang out.

"Ah! General!"

"General, you're here!"

All the Kryptonians turned to face one direction.

It was General Zod, emerging suddenly from behind a meteor.

With a stern face, he floated before the crowd and rebuked them severely:

"What is wrong with you! Where is this? What are you doing?

When encountering an unknown environment, the most important thing is reconnaissance! Have you forgotten the vigilance of Kryptonian soldiers?"

The Kryptonians present all lowered their heads, embarrassed.

Having gained enhanced bodies and discovered that they could use their bio-fields in space, they had become somewhat arrogant.

"Now, scout the surrounding area and report back to me!"

"Yes, General!" × 196

The response was loud and clear.

With General Zod present, they felt like they had a backbone. All the Kryptonians there perfectly executed the tasks given by General Zod.

General Zod kept a tight face, showing no joy or sorrow on the surface, but secretly chuckled in his heart: 'So, changing my skin allows me to command them, hahaha, I know how to use them now.'

Krypton's strict hierarchy had its benefits; General Zod's face was their best brainwashing tool.

After circling the area several times, a Kryptonian soldier suddenly flew before Zod, excitedly saying,

"General! This… this seems to be the ruins of Krypton!"

"What did you say! ! !"

General Zod's eyes widened, striking a posture as if he were about to explode.

"This is Krypton, General! Because I found this!"

He brought the trash behind him forward. The soldier held a piece of Kryptonian architectural debris, just a broken corner of a roof.

The other Kryptonian soldiers also gradually came over, each holding pieces of Kryptonian architectural debris.

"This… could it be that we weren't fighting the son of Jor-El? How did we end up here?"

It was obvious at a glance that no one had been to this ghostly place for a long time, and they didn't know what they were supposed to do here.

No one could answer General Zod's question.

His subordinates were also puzzled. Weren't they just captured by despicable Earthlings using insidious means?

How did they inexplicably arrive here?

Faora, knowing that she couldn't allow the atmosphere to become cold, asked: "General!

What should we do? As we are now, we have no supplies, no spaceship, and can't even return to Earth."

These words made everyone present realize the seriousness of the problem.

This was the ruins of Krypton. Without supplies, they would soon die.

General Zod's expression changed wildly, as if he had made a very important decision. He said to everyone with a serious face:

"Kryptonians, listen to my order. This is my, Dru-Zod's, final command.

From now on, our future is no longer certain, so I order you to survive at all costs! Whether you use the birthing matrix or natural reproduction.

I have only one request: you must pass on the genes of the Kryptonians! We cannot allow the Kryptonians to be wiped out in this world!"

"General! What's wrong with you! ! !"

Faora exclaimed in shock. The General Zod before her was rapidly aging at a terrifying speed. He slowly turned into ashes, like a candle in the wind.

This terrifying way of dying was something they had never seen before.

Immediately after, it was Faora's turn.

She also began to age rapidly, as fast as Zod. At this rate, there was no saving her.

Before she died, she said her last words to the remaining Kryptonians: "You must do as the General said and survive! You must make the Kryptonians great again!"

All of this happened too fast, and all the Kryptonian soldiers were stunned.

It was as if a series of mental imprints had been placed in their minds.

The soldier's duty is to obey orders. They would always treat the General's orders as their motto, which would be their goal for the rest of their lives.

The content was: Survive at all costs and pass on the genes of the Kryptonians.

The atmosphere of grief suddenly stilled, and the Kryptonians were fading and disappearing one by one.

Their returning consciousness at this moment was chaotic and incomparable, and they felt the pain of their whole bodies returning again.

The pain brought them back to the abyss, and an endless sense of falling surrounded them, causing them to fall into a deep coma.

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… … … … … …

The dream ended.

At the same time, the effect of the [Dream Eater] skill was activated, and their dreams were eaten by Gastly.

The Kryptonians, who were already low on health, had their remaining energy and spirit drained by this skill, and were now in a 'spiraling eyes' state, which is the deep sleep state of losing combat power in the Pokémon world.

"Ghasstt————"

(Oh! Awesome! This feels so good! As expected of the life energy of Kryptonians, so powerful.)

The powerful life force stimulated Gastly's mental state, making it feel very excited.

"Ghasstt————"

(Next, it's time to witness the miracle!)

Skill 【Strange Light】: Causes the target to enter a state of confusion.

A strange white light exploded in front of everyone, and immediately afterward, everyone began to sway.

Gastly revealed its true form and used its powerful mental energy to communicate with the magical elements, inscribing teleportation arrays on all the Kryptonians except for Fiora and General Zod.

At the moment the white light flashed, it took all the Kryptonians with the inscribed arrays and left.

After it left, the effects of the confusion ability disappeared. A group of people in white coats stared blankly at the empty white research platform.

Only two Kryptonians left? Where did everyone else go? They just disappeared?

“What the f*ck!” “Oh my god!” “Holy sh*t!” … …

… … … … … … … …

Inside the 'Tomb of the Living Dead'.

One hundred and ninety-six Kryptonians were lined up, lying on the lawn.

Gastly began to possess them one by one, searching through their memories.

Just as the transformation time was about to end, it had basically learned about the situation of the Kryptonians.

One hundred and twenty-five were Kryptonian soldiers, fifty were Kryptonian scientists, ten were spaceship pilots, ten were mechanics, and one was a deputy commander.

“Ghastly hiss ghastly hiss…”

(Not bad, not bad at all. With such a team, where in the universe can't I go? Only that blockhead Zod would only stare at Earth. The universe is so big, there are plenty of planets.)

Thinking of the future, he would lead these Kryptonians to seize a life-bearing planet and start his own gene cloning project.

He would transform that entire life-bearing planet into a natural planet dominated by off-the-charts genes, and he had already thought of a name for it—"Primos."

Thinking about his grand blueprint for the future, beep beep beep—boom!

“I’m back! Oh right, Garfield hasn’t been brought back yet!”

Communicating with the magic source of the 'Tomb of the Living Dead', searching for the moving space marker, he grabbed with his little hand.

A fat orange cat was grabbed out of thin air.

But the distance it came out was a bit high, about twenty meters above the ground. Caught off guard, its mouth was faster than its actions:

“Ben, you son of a b*tch!”

Garfield quickly transformed, changing into a Pelipper, gliding down slowly.

This was a gene collected a few days ago. Garfield liked it very much. This guy could not only fly, but also had some strange skills, which were very useful.

“Water Pulse!”

An icy water cannon fell from the sky, and Ben Tennyson nimbly dodged, avoiding the impact of the water flow at the smallest angle.

The water flow stopped, and Garfield followed with: “Quick Attack!”

Its gliding speed turned into a dive, its whole body wrapped in electricity, mercilessly smashing towards Ben Tennyson.

“Hey hey! That’s enough! If you attack me again, I’m going to fight back!”

Ben Tennyson's mental power completely erupted, directly stopping the Pelipper in mid-air.

“You still have the nerve to say that!” Pelipper transformed back into Garfield, “Do you know how lively it was over there after you snatched people away!”

“Those people are almost crazy. Several people from the army have been shot! They think that some people used their selfish motives to take away some experimental subjects.”

“Are you sure it’s taking away some, and not only two left?”

“Haha, it’s all the same, the remaining two Kryptonians are being treated like treasures!”

Garfield became more and more excited as he spoke: “And those people have surrounded that area layer upon layer, killing anyone who dares to approach. It’s really like they’ve gone crazy, they don’t even care about the global broadcast!”

“I think it’s pretty normal.” Ben Tennyson smiled, stroking his chin, “I think they’ve already auctioned off those Kryptonian bodies in private, just waiting to harvest them. As a result, I intercepted them. Hahahaha…”

“Hahahaha… I guess they are killing people so blatantly to stabilize the emotions of those behind them!” Garfield also tried to guess, “Maybe in a couple of days, the blood of those two Kryptonians will be used for human experiments, and then those human experiment white mice will be used as supplementary materials.”

“Maybe, maybe you guessed right! Haha.”

Chapter 62: The Departure of the Kryptonians, Batman's Call

After laughing and joking for half an hour, they mocked all the masterminds who might attack in Metropolis.

After there was nothing to talk about, Garfield finally realized the current focus and brought the topic over.

“By the way, Ben, what do you want to do with those Kryptonians you rescued?”

“Garfield, help me clean up the Kryptonite on them first.

Then… among these guys, you can eat him first, and then become him!”

Ben Tennyson pointed to the deputy commander, Clinton Hix.

“This guy’s identity is very important. He is the highest-ranking among these Kryptonians. After Zod disappears, the remaining Kryptonians will follow him.”

“Is that so? Wait! How did you know his identity?”

Garfield tilted his head curiously. Could this kid read minds!

“After I transform into Gastly, I can possess other living individuals and read their memories. I basically know their identity information.”

“Damn, I knew that thing was dangerous!”

Garfield breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it had stayed away from that ghostly thing before. If that ghostly thing possessed it and read its memories of scolding Ben Tennyson every day, ugh, it was scary to think about.

Under Ben Tennyson's expression of, 'Did you do something behind my back?', Garfield consciously started working.