In the square, a steel cage stretched out from the smooth ground, trapping the crazy Keira-El inside, and slowly moved her to the ground, opening a deep hole in the ground and closing it.
Many Kryptonians in the square breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the people of the once aloof Al family falling to the end of madness, although most people feel that God's justice is clear and retribution is unsatisfactory.m...
But there are still some people who feel sad.
In the past, Krypton was dominated by these people who controlled the upper levels, firmly controlled Kryptonian society, and turned the entire planet into a stagnant water. Even in the end, changes were detected in the core of the earth, and their upper levels were still intoxicated and decaying.
to consolidate their respective powers.
The savior risked his life to form a reform army and cloned Krypton's top executives with the intention of changing the world, but was exiled to the starry sky.
A selfish person maintains the rules of the upper class, ignores the Kryptonian planet, steals the code of life, gives birth naturally, injects the code of life into his son's body, and allows his son to escape from Krypton.
So why don't the surviving Kryptonians feel sad?
Their upper class is just such a group of people, a group of people who are completely rotten and have no hope.
Even now, among the 7 million people in Kandor City, there are still a large group of family members inside.
Haer was suspended in the sky, with his black cloak fluttering behind his back. His eyes were looking towards a square with almost no blue light beams.
In addition to reviving the Kryptonians in Kandor City based on their low and high IQs, he also revived them based on various analogies.
For example, the administrative structure of Kandor City, city law enforcers, military troops stationed in Kandor City, etc. are divided into categories.
In this square where few blue light beams are lit, there are most of the city's law enforcers, that is, the police who maintain urban order, as well as the military troops stationed in Kandor City, etc.
It is almost certain that all Kryptonians with soldier talents are in this square.
Everyone's eyes followed Haile's gaze and looked towards the square.
General Taylor-Wicks, thirty years old, too young, is a member of the Wickes family with a bad reputation. He has slightly dark circles under his eyes and has a feminine and deep temperament. He appears in everyone's eyes.
In front of you.
Knowing that if Hal wants to build New Krypton, he must have soldiers in his own army.
General Taylor-Weeks was eager to move and began to plan for his own status and rights.
"On behalf of the military troops stationed in Kandor City, I am grateful to Hal for saving seven million lives in Kandor City. However, at the same time, the military troops will not accept your order without receiving a specific reply."
General Taylor-Weeks was neither humble nor arrogant, and deliberately made his voice powerful, but his upper-class demeanor, confident and calm, with a smile on the surface but a disdainful attitude, was vividly displayed.
There are more than 20,000 law enforcers and judges in Kandor City, and they will always be the family members sent by the Kryptonian upper class to maintain order in the city.
As for the military, it is directly monopolized.
Generals, adjutants, and military-related talent genes are simply not available to ordinary civilians.
Although they also feel sad about Keira-El's loss, in the end, they will demand greater treatment and power based on their position.
Otherwise, the 70,000 soldiers and 20,000 city law enforcers controlled by them here would not agree with Hale's so-called creation of a new Krypton.
Unless it meets their interests, allocate a share of privileges and benefits to them.
If he wants 7 million people to serve him, or even wants military troops and law enforcement officers to be used by him, General Taylor-Weeks will not agree without getting tangible benefits and privileges.
"Oh, tell me, what answer do you want from me?"
Hal suddenly laughed.
He also thought that these family members would hide and gradually compete for power and profit in the future.
I never thought that I would be fighting for the rights and privileges I want as a military person.
It is indeed the top-notch gadget of Krypton.
Being able to solve this kind of future trouble in one go, Haier was very happy and sighed: Maybe they really thought that they really needed the Kryptonian army.
"May I ask Hal, what kind of planet is the new Krypton you built?" General Taylor-Weeks asked sincerely with a fake smile.
"A planet that accommodates tens of millions of races in the universe." Haile responded without hesitation.
General Taylor-Weeks' eyes lit up slightly, "Where are the Kryptonians?"
"What position do you want?"
"Is it a planet with Kryptonians as the upper level?" General Taylor-Weeks asked.
Hal glanced at him.
Krypton is indeed hopeless.
Everything is thought to be located on the upper level.
From the beginning, I wanted to establish a system that would govern everything.
I wanted to establish a power structure from the beginning.
General Taylor-Wicks' inquiry made the rest of the Kryptonians think a lot.
If Hal can lead them to seize a viable new Kryptonian planet in the universe, and spread the prestige and honor of Krypton, let the Kryptonians rule all the races in the universe, trample all the races under their feet, dominate the starry sky, and rebuild Krypton.
Star prestige, what a wonderful thing that would be.
The hearts of the large group of Kryptonians are eager to dream about a better future.
"It depends on your ability." Haile said nonchalantly, waiting for General Taylor-Weeks's reaction.
He is really a very ordinary member of the Weeks family who was endowed with the gene of general talent. He is not outstanding at all.
In Haer's mind, he was relegated to the cold palace.
Is this the child of the Weeks family who has the talent of a general?
It seems that I don't know how many interests have been managed before I got here.
Hale was disappointed with him.
He can tolerate the ambitions of his subordinates. The bigger the better. If he wants to conquer the universe, Haile can open a shuttle vortex and let him go to conquer the world.
But whether ability is worthy of ambition and whether one knows oneself clearly is the most important thing.
Obviously, General Weeks showed his shallowness and ignorance in just a few words. Seeing that he had solved the Al family, he wanted to establish his own status and rights.
General Taylor-Weeks pondered.
This is different from what he thought.
Hal himself is a Kryptonian, but he actually doesn't let the Kryptonians sit directly at the top and manage everything for him?
In this way, there is not much guarantee for your own interests.
He didn't get any promises, let alone any privileges, which he didn't like.
"Haier, as long as you promise that the military under your command has a superior status and discussion power than others, the military will become your invincible and staunch supporter."
General Taylor-Weeks shook his head, disagreeing with what Hal said about ability.
What ability do you look at?
Kryptonians' talents are naturally programmed.
Just decide the position based on your talent.
Just like me, I took the position of general at a young age, just thirty years old. I took the position of general with my outstanding talent as a general who had never fought in a war, and the negligible help from the Weeks family behind me.
Already.
Taylor-Weeks believed in his heart that as long as there was a war, with his talent as a general, he would be victorious and invincible.
Because I was born to be a general!
There is no need to look at abilities.
"Kryptonians, are you still afraid that your abilities are inferior to others?" Haer said calmly.
The controlled talent of Kryptonians is actually terrifyingly powerful.
In a specialized field, what is needed is 99% sweat and 1% talent. Especially in the end, those who want to reach the top lack the 1% talent.
This is not the case for Kryptonians. Kryptonians always have 1% talent in specialized fields. The difference is not the level of talent, but whether they have worked hard to reach the level that requires talent.
At the same time, not all talents will be realized.
The same talent as a scientist.
Between Jor-El and ordinary scientists, the difference between the upper limit and the lower limit is bigger than a dog.
"Kryptonians are never afraid of competition!" Next to General Taylor-Weeks, there was an unusually tall man, 2.5 meters tall. His terrifyingly strong muscles made his military uniform bulge. His face was resolute, and his eyes flashed with determination.
As firm as a rock.
He passed General Taylor-Weeks, pressed the blue button, knelt down on one knee towards Hale, and roared in a deafening voice:
"Kryptonians are not afraid of opponents. What they are afraid of is that they don't have a platform to compete."
"I, Karu Zod, am not satisfied with my current position. I am willing to seize my position as general through military exploits under your command!"_&