American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 254 is about Kryptonians.

The vast universe where you can't see your own hand in front of your face.

"Buzz~"

The spaceship features a kinetic design resembling a shuttle, with elements engraved with Kryptonian script and patterns covering both sides of its surface.

This desolate-looking spaceship drifted aimlessly in the vast universe, appearing lonely and forlorn.

"Hiss~"

Inside a thermostatic compartment of the spacecraft, a wisp of white mist drifted out from the gap in the hatch.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of the door opening and closing rang out.

"Clatter!"

A gaunt and thin figure staggered out of the narrow, stuffy hatch.

"Hehe!"

The figure lay on the cold deck, panting heavily.

With each breath and the rise and fall of the chest,

Seemingly having absorbed the energy substances within the cabin, its previously withered skin became supple and smooth again.

He slightly opened his brown eyes and tossed his short blue hair.

She was only wearing a pair of white shorts, with a conspicuous "s" mark on the waistband.

He stood tall with his chest out.

Everywhere my gaze fell, there was only desolation.

Discarded furniture, twisted iron tables.

Dilapidated and twisted metal walls.

"This is what I am."

The man covered his forehead

"Chirp!"

Several strangely shaped alien creatures hid in the corner, and the moment they saw the man, they roared and opened their mouths to pounce on him.

"Go to hell!"

Just as the monsters roared and pounced on the man, he suddenly raised his head, and the red light emanating from his eyes sliced ​​the two leaping mice in two like a pair of sharp swords.

The sparse intestines mixed with dark green blood burst open like juicy cheese, scattering across the cabin floor like rain.

"What about me?"

Haier covered his head and looked around, staring blankly at the yellowish steel wall.

"How long were you unconscious?"

He stroked the cold wall and closed his eyes slightly.

The adoptive father's entrustment, the family's expectations.

All of this serves as motivation to spur myself on.

"robot."

The man looked up, trying to call out to the sleeping machine.

"I am here."

To the man's surprise, a figure resembling Joe El appeared in the empty hall.

"Haier, you have been wandering in the universe for so long."

Joe Al's projection stood expressionless on the spaceship's deck.

"I know."

The man, referred to as "Hail" by the artificial intelligence, sighed and gazed wistfully at the vast universe outside the glass.

"But I still remember the years I spent learning from Joe Al."

"My mentor is very good to me; he won't let me wander for so long."

Hale bypassed the artificial intelligence and strode towards the spacecraft's control room.

"The only explanation is that something unexpected happened."

The man raised his hand and tore open the tightly closed control room door.

With a flash of lightning, the hatch was violently torn in two, like a sandwich being split apart.

Haier strode toward the control panel inside the hatch and tapped it lightly with his fingers.

As fingers tapped on the keyboard, the originally closed computer screen began to display flowing ripples.

These encrypted messages are messages that only Kryptonians can understand.

As the text on the screen flowed, Haer's gaunt face grew increasingly gloomy and unsightly.

What did he see?!

Krypton was destroyed, and everyone on the planet was killed!?

"Damn it! What are those idiots in the elders doing?"

Haer slammed his fist on the control panel, the powerful force shattering the screen. His anger made him clench his fist so tightly he almost bit his gums.

My proud homeland, the great Krypton, has been destroyed!

He stared intently at the screen, his eyes widening as he watched the last message flash across the string of characters.

"Before Krypton was destroyed, a nearby space surveillance station detected an escape ship leaving Krypton."

The man's previously gloomy expression instantly brightened. He guessed that this thing might be related to the future of Krypton. As the assistant to Krypton's CEO Jor-El, he knew many ways to rebuild Krypton.

The man glanced at the information on the computer and the detected coordinates, and then mentally constructed a route for the escape pod.

"Robot, retrieve the coordinates of the solar system."

He squinted slightly, watching a blue planet appear on the big screen.

"Earth?"

....

"Earth!"

Justice League lobby.

As Batman watched the pulsating image on the screen in the center of the conference table, he tapped the table to draw everyone's attention back to the meeting.

"We plan to build an observation space station on this planet."

"Many people have heard about the things that have happened recently."

Batman's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, swept across the crowd.

Diana's absent-mindedness wasn't due to disrespect for Batman, but simply because she didn't understand.

In Diana's view, whatever the problem, you can solve it with your fists.

Clark, however, looked utterly worried.

With his ambiguous crush, Lana, still lying unconscious in the hospital, he had no interest in discussing plans like a space station.

"Alright, I agree to this plan." Sitting in the main seat, Gino looked at the Justice League members and sighed helplessly.

Batman nodded:

"Then, the proposal is passed."

"Next, we'll discuss how to deal with the victims who were accidentally injured in the last magical incident..."

Before Batman could finish speaking, the Earth that had been floating on the projection table vanished, replaced by an energy screen constructed by the Singer.

"I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation, Batman, and Mr. Gino."

The singer's cold, emotionless voice echoed in the hall: "But according to the Skynet surveillance system built with the energy of the Cosmic Cube, it was discovered..."

"Not far from Mercury, an unidentified object is hurtling toward Earth at an extremely high speed, its destination being the town of Smallville."

Upon hearing the singer's report, Gino's previously smiling face instantly turned pitch black.

Why do all sorts of things happen in a small town?

Why can't we learn from Marvel next door, where all the major events take place in New York?

It's worth noting that Lex's factory suffers losses every few days and has already lost a considerable amount of money.

"Okay, I understand. Immediately organize the local police station to arrange manpower to evacuate the people."

Gino issued commands to the intelligent life forms from Cybertron.

The singer acknowledged the message and then logged off.

"Is a battle about to begin?"

Diana was the first to lose her composure. She raised her longsword, an unnatural flush rising on her face, clearly eager for battle.

Gino sighed, stood up, and glanced at Diana in response:

"I don't know, but I suspect it's very likely."

After all, this is the disaster-ridden DC universe; it would be strange if nothing happened to it one day.

"So, everyone."

Gino clapped his hands and looked at everyone: "Take your weapons, let's go."

"No matter what awaits us on the road ahead, all I want to say is..."

The young man smiled and said, "I'll take care of everything."

(End of this chapter)