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Chapter 137 Tear Clothes

 "Continuing Krypton, why not use an antimatter engine to save the civilians of Krypton!"

Hale's words were like five thunderbolts hitting Jor-El's heart.

civilian?

After being among the upper echelons of Krypton for so long, who cares about civilians?

The upper level of Krypton represents Krypton!

The upper levels of Krypton are rotten, which means Krypton is rotten!

If the upper levels of Krypton cannot be saved, then Krypton cannot be saved!

At the beginning, Jor-El never thought of anything happening to civilians.

Use antimatter engines to save civilians?

This idea did not appear in Jor-El's thoughts at all. After all, the upper levels of Krypton were corrupted, which meant that the entire planet was corrupted, and there was no point in saving it.

It is no longer a matter of what civilians are, but that civilians will not appear in his thoughts.

Therefore, his continuation of the Kryptonian plan has nothing to do with civilians. Even if the antimatter engine is enough to save all the Kryptonian civilians on the entire planet, he has not the slightest thought.

He has the pride of the upper echelons of Krypton and the deepest honor, self-confidence of correctness, justice, and awe-inspiring arrogance. He clearly believes that to continue Krypton, only sons born naturally can have this ability.

No one is better at hiding himself than him. Even he himself cannot recognize that he only has an extremely selfish heart under the surface of pride, justice, kindness and fraternity.

When this layer of extremely selfish mind was uncovered by Hal, Jor-El still would not admit it. The class restrictions of Krypton, the corruption of Krypton's upper class, and the Kryptonian created by Krypton's talent flashed in his mind.

The lockup of the aliens and the despair shrouded in the entire society led to the conclusion that there is no need for that kind of Krypton to survive.

But he also knows that he is not qualified to control the survival of everyone on Krypton. Wouldn't that be like Hale, a dictatorial careerist?

He also knew that what could not be denied was his selfishness at that time.

Even if you use an antimatter engine to save hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, or thousands of Kryptonians, you can say that you have tried your best and can only save so many. In the future, no one will be able to use words to reprimand yourself.

Because there is really help.

But the truth is that no one can be saved.

In the end, the head that was stepped on by Haer seemed to have no feeling. Jor-El lowered his eyes and looked sadly at the cold ground close at hand, and said sadly:

"I'm just a dad."

This was the only excuse he could find for his selfish mind. At that time, he was really only paying attention to his son and didn't pay attention to any matters about Krypton.

Starting from stealing to the Code of Life, transforming the anti-matter engine spacecraft, until the safe birth of his son.

Not to mention civilians, Krypton's upper echelons themselves have ignored it.

It is natural and appropriate for any father to be selfish towards his son, and no one can blame him.

"Am I not your son? Father?"

Hal stepped on Jor-El's head, looking down with a cruel smile on his lips.

Completely stripping away the beautiful clothes of justice, light, hope, kindness, and benevolence that Jor-El put on himself, allowing him to recognize the extreme selfishness and darkness in his heart, and allowing him to completely follow his own darkness.

Darkening his heart is the greatest revenge against him.

The family that flaunts the hope of Krypton is the greatest darkness of Krypton.

Qiao-El's body kept struggling and trembling, his sad eyes quickly turned into ferocious anger, and he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Banish Hal, who wants to save Krypton, into space.

Steal the Code of Life, instill the Code of Life into Kal-El's body, and send Kal to Earth with an antimatter engine that can save civilians regardless of Krypton's life or death.

The different behaviors towards Hal and Kal-El,

Just recalling it at this moment made Jor-El unable to disguise the pain and anger.

Haer is also his son, why would he treat him like this?

Because he is adopted.

Even if he piles more than thirty scientific and technological inventions on himself, promotes himself to deputy dean, and creates dozens of times the wealth of the Al family, so what?

It's just adopted. It's the same as other people joining the Al family, but they just want to get the glory of the Al family.

Just adopted.

Karl is different, he gave birth to himself.

Even if Carl is unwilling to rebuild Krypton and become a superhero on earth, it doesn't matter, as long as his son is happy, this is the great father's love from a father!

Jor-El, who deeply understood that his extremely selfish self was not as upright as he appeared to be, and who harbored benevolent hopes, became angry.

"Calling everything in the past as just a father's love for his son. Then I planned to hide the guilt, uneasiness, regret and pain in my heart, and then protect my son in the name of my father.

All the destruction of Krypton turned into one sentence: I am just a father. Then it disappeared. Is that what you want?" The cruel smile on the corners of Haile's mouth became even more joyful.

He didn't say a word about Jor-El's selfishness throughout the whole process, but he exposed Jor-El's heart and his actions throughout the whole process, allowing him to deeply understand his nature.

Jor-El's eyes were ferocious, his teeth were bared, and his whole body was shaking with rage. He roared from the depths of his throat: "What do you want to do, Hail! Deny your former father?"

Shouldn’t Krypton be destroyed? Krypton like that deserves to die. No one can see the reality of Krypton better than me!

No one wants Krypton to survive like that!

Krypton like that should have been destroyed long ago!"

"So, after you stole the Code of Life, have you started to rebuild Krypton?"

"I will not let my son enter that desperate Kryptonian society again!" Jor-El gritted his teeth, determination flashing in his ferocious eyes.

During the period of growing up with Carl, he deeply understood the despair of Kryptonian society and the feeling of hope that this earth brought to Carl. He supported his son to become a superhero and would never let Krypton constrain his son again.

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"Did you abandon Krypton? Jor-El!" Hal yelled.

"Krypton, let it disappear!" Jor-El closed his ferocious eyes and said in pain.

"Didn't you ask me what I wanted to do? I saved the city of Kandor, and I saved the seven million people in Kandor City, including your mother, Keira-El, who has been protecting you until she went crazy!

She sees you giving up on Krypton right now!

What I don’t want to do! I want to tell you: You cannot represent everyone on Krypton!

I just want the Kryptonians to judge you and your actions!"

Haer's face was arrogant and stern, his gaze looked down solemnly, and his deep voice echoed throughout the Fortress of Solitude, "At this moment, seven million people are looking at you!"

"No!"

Jor-El opened his eyes and roared in shock. The entire flesh-like machine body trembled, and a wave of electronic information shook his will and broke away from the machine body.


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