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From that moment on, Zod was more fanatical than anyone else. He spent his entire life in bloody battles. Sometimes, he felt that time was passing so quickly that he hadn't been able to do more for Krypton, and before he knew it, he was middle-aged.

However, as things changed, Zod was imprisoned in the Phantom Space and witnessed the destruction of Krypton, but he was powerless to do anything about it. After Krypton's destruction, the entire star system turned into a tomb, with ruins and desolation floating everywhere, devoid of any life.

Zod was filled with despair and grief. In the years following Krypton's destruction, he led his men to search the entire star system and explore the Kryptonian colonies, but they could not find a single living member of his race.

The once passionate general gradually grew cold-hearted. He lost all hope and could only silently gaze at the vast emptiness in the Starfield Tomb, awaiting death.

However, some time ago, Zod received a signal from Earth, a distress signal, sent by none other than Kal'el.

Earth is a place 100,000 light-years away from the Kryptonian star system, incredibly far away, and Zod was unsure when the signal came from.

But now that signal is coming again.

"Son of El?"

In the deathly silent hall, Drew Zod gripped the communicator tightly, holding the receiver close to his ear, listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar name on the other end. His voice was calm yet trembling slightly, making it especially clear in the empty hall.

"Yes, I am Karl, and my father is Joel."

Luo Wei's voice came through, though it sounded a little stiff. But as the signal fluctuated, his voice gradually became clearer. "You are receiving a projection of my memories, perhaps from many days ago, or even longer. But I want to talk to you. Your replies will be transmitted back to Earth, and I can hear them."

Are you still alive?

Zod let out a long sigh. For so many years, apart from a few subordinates, he had not heard the voices of his people. Every time he went to explore the Kryptonian colonies, trying to find surviving Kryptonians, he only saw cold, ashen-faced corpses.

Originally, such a powerful race in the universe was annihilated and scattered in an instant, and the huge planet was turned into ruins and fragments, and the former glory became a dead graveyard.

Meanwhile, on Earth, extremely far from that star system, inside the Arctic Black Gold spaceship, Kara, who was doing sit-ups, saw the main control panel flashing and realized that Zod had received the signal.

"Karl, Zod has received it."

Kara sat up and called out to Rowe in the lab.

"Ok.

"

Rowe walked out of the lab, looked at the flickering light, and breathed a sigh of relief. Zod hadn't refused to receive the signal source; perhaps they could still talk.

A few days ago, on New Year's Day, Kara chose to live in the future, but she didn't forget Zod, so she reminded Rowe, hoping to resolve the matter reasonably.

Thus, this intergalactic phone call came about; more accurately, it was a cross-temporal dialogue.

Because the person speaking to Zod now is not Rowe and Kara themselves, but a memory image that records Rowe and Kara's ideas and memories, similar to the images of Joel.

The reason why it's impossible for the person to communicate with Zod is simple: Krypton is 100,000 light-years away from Earth. This distance is too far to achieve real-time communication. Even if one were to fly from Krypton to Earth, it would take a very long time.

However, Luo Wei was not worried. The memory image was undoubtedly the same as the real person. He had incorporated his own ideas and some of his memories into it, and of course, his emotions and feelings were also injected into it.

If he couldn't persuade Zod, then Lowe knew that future war was unavoidable.

Hopefully, he will make the right choice.

Kara stared at the flickering lights, muttering to herself.

at the same time.

“I haven’t heard the voices of other tribesmen for a long time. I’m glad. Your tone doesn’t sound bad. You haven’t been hurt, have you?”

Zod sat up from his chair, his icy tone softening considerably. After a pause, he continued, "Karl, I received your distress signal a while ago from that reconnaissance plane from the El family. I'm glad you still remember us. We're preparing, and it won't be long."

"Uncle Zod, that's not a distress signal."

Luo Wei's voice came through, and he knew that Zod was talking about the emergency device that the Self-Strengthening Department had accidentally triggered.

The spaceship, which was actually a reconnaissance aircraft, mistakenly thought there was enemy activity and sent a signal. It intended to intercept the enemy, but it was too fast, and the signal was obviously received by Zod.

Now, Zod has clearly learned of Earth's existence.

"Isn't this a distress signal?"

Zod's eyes darkened slightly, as if he had guessed what Rowe was thinking. He didn't continue the topic of asking for help, but said, "Karl, Earth is a perfect place for Kryptonians to live. I've read about it."

"Yes, she is perfect."

Rowe responded through the communicator, "But she doesn't belong to Kryptonians."

"Karl, what are you trying to say to me?"

Zode's tone became much colder.

"General Zod, we do not want you to bring bloodshed."

This time, a clear, crisp female voice came through the communicator.

"who are you?"

Zod felt the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Kara Zoel".

“General Zod, I know your thoughts: conquer Earth, let the Kryptonians be reborn on Earth, and turn it into a second Krypton.”

Kara took a deep breath. As a member of Krypton's new generation, she knew every famous general of Krypton and was naturally familiar with Drew Zod's character.

This greatest general of Krypton in the new century will never allow any other civilization to exist near Krypton's territory, nor will he allow Kryptonian civilization to be trampled upon or encroached upon by others.

Luo Wei, who was standing next to him, didn't continue speaking, but...

Let Kara's cousin try to dissuade her; Kara herself needs to understand Zod.

After all, the El family had clashed with the Zod family in the past, and enemies often know each other best.

"call"

Zod sat back in the large chair, not replying immediately, but letting out a deep breath, his eyes gradually dimming, as if he were regretting something.

After a moment, he replied, "Kara, you were young and ignorant. You spent so many years in the Phantom Space. I forgive your ignorance and what you just said. Let's pretend nothing happened."

“General Zod, I am not ashamed of what I just said. The old days of Krypton cannot be repeated on Earth. You are just repeating the same mistakes. Perhaps in the near future, Krypton will still perish. You know this very well in your heart, and the people of the Council have also told you this.”

Kara's voice came again.

However, these words seemed to provoke Zod. He suddenly stood up and spoke into the loudspeaker with a hint of anger: "Those people in the council are nothing but a bunch of mediocre people. They don't want Krypton to continue to exist. They let Krypton perish. They are not worthy to lead Krypton. And I have done so much, all for the people, for Krypton!"

“Uncle Zod, the Kryptonians don’t want to be reborn or repeat the same mistakes. What Kryptonians need is a fresh start. We should sit down and have a good talk.”

Rowe sighed; he had long anticipated Zod's words.

Zod's genes were designed to perpetuate Krypton and protect its people, in whatever way was necessary.

From his perspective, he wasn't wrong to do this; his goal was to allow Krypton to be reborn on Earth.

But Zod never considered that doing so would only cause the Kryptonians to repeat the same mistakes in another place. As Jor-El said, the so-called rebirth would only cause the Kryptonians to suffer another terrible destruction.

“Shut up, Karl. You don’t even know how to respect General Zod.”

Outside the mothership's main hall, a graceful figure pushed open the door and strode up to Zod. She looked at the flashing lights on the screen, which represented the signal source sent by Rowe.

“Fiora, calm down. Karl has never lived on Krypton, so it’s normal that he doesn’t know Kryptonian etiquette.”

When Zod saw his deputy enter, he immediately interrupted her.

"I just wanted to communicate with you as a junior. I've heard your story. You fought for Krypton and were an invincible general. I consider you my uncle, not just an ally."

Rowe was certainly familiar with Kryptonian etiquette. Kara had taught him some of it and had told him to address Zod as General Zod, as that was Kryptonian etiquette because Zod was the supreme commander.

“Karl, you are a smart child.”

Zod seemed pleased with these words and continued, "You want to talk?"

“Uncle Zod, if you want Kryptonian civilization to continue, then let’s really sit down and talk. I think you don’t want the Kryptonians to suffer a second destruction, because then Krypton might not have another General Zod, and death will still be what awaits the Kryptonians.”

Rowe's words left Zod and Fiora somewhat silent.

Although they are genetically warlike and their minds are filled with war, they naturally also

They understood Rowe's meaning and Jor-El's purpose in stopping the rebels, but they had no other way to resolve the cause of Krypton's destruction, yet they could not accept Krypton's demise.

This led to the rebellion.

Seeing the two remain silent, Rowe continued, "Zord, the people of Krypton can no longer live in oppression. The Kryptonian society of the past brought no happiness, only endless misery. You have seen how many people in the colonies and watchtowers died tragically in famine and passed away in their sleep. Krypton's glory was built on endless corpses. Uncle Zod, what do you want, Krypton or the people of Krypton?"

Rowe paused for a moment before continuing, "Krypton exists because of its people, Uncle Zod. You know this better than I do, and that's why you want the Life Codex."

"Your father also wants to revive Krypton."

Zod remained silent for a long time before speaking, recalling his former friend, "You and he are very similar."

Jor-El and Zod share the same goal: to revitalize Krypton. However, their ideologies differ.

“I’ve talked to my father. He hopes you can come back to me. He also said you hate being lectured. I hope you won’t hate me.”

Luo Wei spoke calmly and unhurriedly.

Drew Zod stared at the flickering dots on the screen, along with the time and distance required to reach Earth. He took a deep breath, stood up, and said, "Karl, let's talk once we get to Earth."

talking.

He then turned off the communication, cutting off the signal from Lowe, and sat alone in his chair for a long time, frowning and deep in thought.

"General, do we really want to talk to Karl?"

Fiora asked in confusion, "Then do we still need to search for the World Engine?"

The World Engine is a device that can reshape the environment of a planet, making it like Krypton.

Simply put, it's a device capable of terraforming planets, an essential component for rebuilding Krypton, whose gravitational field is far superior to that of Earth.

On Earth, every Kryptonian is a superhuman, but the environment of Krypton allows even those who can fly and burrow underground to become ordinary people.

"Yes, we need to get them to find the world engine as soon as possible."

Zod's reply was enigmatic.

"What about the two children from the El family?"

Fiora was still worried about Karl and Kara, who were both members of the El family.

“I will talk to them; the World Engine will give us a second option.”

After Zod finished speaking, he looked out of the huge skylight at the vast, boundless void, where countless planetary debris floated, among which he could also see some building fragments and corpses that were already as cold as ice.

Among the owners of these corpses were many followers who worshipped him and submitted to him. He had thought of burying them, but unfortunately there was nowhere to bury them. Now, there was not a single habitable planet in this entire star field, or even in the surrounding area. This place was like a tomb.

Watching all this unfold, Zod's expression was complex. He removed his armor and muttered to himself, "Is it to revive Krypton, or to revive its people?"

Not long after, on Earth, China had entered winter break, and Rowe was urgently summoned back to the North Pole by Jor El's communication. Karaye went with him. Some time had passed since Zod received the signal.