General Zod’s high-profile speech immediately set off a wave of public opinion all over the world.
The assertiveness, coupled with what his presence represented, had alarmed the heads of state.
The giant ship was parked right on Earth’s doorstep, and the military tried numerous means, yet none of them got a response.
The United Nations held an emergency meeting for this purpose, mainly in the hope that the five bullies … No, the five permanent members would meet and discuss a solution.
“Kal-El … Do we know the whereabouts of this person? We must find them quickly and try to avoid a war.”
This was the opinion of the British representative.
“Half of the 24 hours given by the other party is left. Why don’t we just find a way to shoot them down and drop a few nukes over there!”
This was the opinion of the Russian representative.
“What’s the strength of that group of aliens? According to current observations, the other party is capable of interstellar teleportation and developing space weaponry… If that General Zod invades France first, how do we resist? Perhaps we should seek stability first and negotiate peace …”
This was the opinion of the French representative.
It was courageous enough for them not to raise the white flag first.
“We’re actively reaching out to Superman, as well as looking for leads on Kal-El, but … we need time.”
This was the opinion of the American representative.
“…”
The meeting failed to produce any implementable and effective solutions.
For General Zod and his group, the countries had too little information to deduce anything.
As for Superman, who was far away in Kansas, his phone was on the verge of being overloaded.
As the only known alien on earth, Clark was, unsurprisingly, viewed with suspicion by some.
No matter when and where conspiracy theories always had a market.
To sum up, there were a few statements circulating on the Internet, which were roughly summed up as ‘Superman lured General Zod here’.
Officials at the Pentagon and the White House, for the moment, ignored the rampant rumours of public opinion and urged Superman to get to Washington, D.C., as soon as possible.
Conventional means couldn’t get close to that giant ship.
The force field in the surrounding area was so disruptive that the probe ships and jets couldn’t get close. They had to rely on communication waves to transmit information, but the other party had no intention of giving them any attention.
General Zod remained silent, except for his ultimatum for Earth.
Such silent contempt made the heads of state feel humiliated, offended and greatly irritated.
The Pentagon thought it would be a good idea to send Superman to intervene with them, thereby confirming his identity.
But unfortunately, no one could reach him.
“… We now know very little about the alien incident that took place not so long ago.”
“The leader who calls himself General Zod has given the world a 24-hour ultimatum.”
“The White House just held a press conference. Although the behaviour of these alien visitors is not friendly, please keep calm. No need to panic.”
“At this moment, I believe that the same question exists in everyone’s mind. Who is this Kal-El, and does he really exist? How did he stay hidden among us for so long?”
Turning off his cell phone, Clark ditched the government agents and returned to the Kent farm alone.
He heard the news coming from the TV, pushed open the door of his room and walked out of the house.
The paparazzi and reporters who were stationed at his family’s home had left to chase new hot topics, and the family’s life was considered quiet again.
‘Another alien?’
‘It can’t be one of my fellow Saiyans, right?’
Clark looked up at the vast starry sky, and with his eyesight, he could easily see the giant spacecraft floating in orbit.
Somehow, there was a shadow lingering in the young Superman’s heart, like a bad feeling of some kind.
‘Who was the ‘Kal-El’ General Zod was talking about?’
His older cousin had sent a message earlier to disregard the call from the White House and the Pentagon.
So, Clark returned to his hometown, Kent Farm, and waited for further instructions from Luke.
“I wonder what happened to Luke…?”
The Kryptonian younger cousin muttered to himself.
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At the North Pole.
The Kryptonian spacecraft.
Luke and Jor-El’s conversation finally came to the topic of ‘General Zod’s arrival on Earth’.
“Zod? Why is he here? Wasn’t he exiled to the Phantom Zone …”
Jor-El was surprised when he learned the news.
Although he is just an intelligent consciousness, a piece of cold data…
But to some extent, he had all of Jor-El’s memories. It was almost equal to the man being here himself.
“He escaped from the Phantom Zone. You should know him well enough to know Zod is capable of doing that.”
Luke spoke with a smile.
The Phantom Zone was actually a dimension discovered by Krypton. It was regarded as a prison for holding and imprisoning dangerous criminals.
General Zod and his men were deprived of their freedom and thrown into the dark place for committing many crimes such as treason and insubordination.
Time was meaningless there, and one’s own strength would be greatly weakened.
Day after day, year after year, the endless darkness would destroy the minds of criminals and eventually lead them to death.
“Zod is very dangerous! He must be stopped!”
Jor-El frowned. He and Zod had a delicate relationship of both enemies and friends.
The latter was the best general of Krypton and the most powerful warrior.
The reason why he wanted to find Kal-El must be for Krypton’s Growth Codex.
“Don’t be nervous. Zod wouldn’t be able to cause too much chaos. He’s going to place your son on the throne of superheroes.”
Luke waved his hand to show that everything was under control.
With a few brief reassuring words, he pulled out the master key plugged into the ship’s console. Jor-El’s image then disappeared.
“Zod …”
Luke walked out of the Kryptonian spacecraft and looked through the thick clouds to see the behemoth ship in orbit.
If it were a head-to-head match, the younger cousin would probably have a hard time defeating General Zod.
The 17-year-old Superman had limited strength, so it was impossible for him to compete with a Kryptonian, who had just arrived on Earth, as in the original plot.
General Zod’s men were all Kryptonians with a warrior genetic template.
Just pick one out, and they could grind Clark to the ground.
“Uh-huh …”
Luke suddenly narrowed his eyes as he saw a smaller spacecraft being released by the giant ship.
“Zod could find out who Clark is in such a short time? So efficient.”
Superman had publicised his identity before, and videos about him were all over the Internet.
As long as General Zod noticed it, he could instantly understand that Clark was Kal-El.
“Their Target should be Kansas … The first act of the show is already underway.”
Luke smiled. Through his Super Vision, he didn’t see Zod. It was a female commander, followed by two other Kryptonians.
