Chapter 4319

The Kryptonian main ship was terrifyingly quiet. A corpse lay in the center of the hall like this, with a bloody hole in its chest. He died with his eyes wide open.

When everyone recovered from the weakness, they all looked at Zod in unison. Zod also fell to the ground, looking incredulous, as if he didn't realize what he had done at all.

The atmosphere began to become eerie.

The female adjutant who was the first to crawl up from the ground said: "First return to the medical pod separately, and transport him to the cold storage."

No one moved.

A trace of fear crossed the female adjutant's brow. Her gaze swept over the subordinates, and everyone was expressionless.

Until one person crawled up, walked tremblingly to the corpse, and dragged the corpse out. Others also stood up and walked outside; the whole process didn't have anyone making a sound.

"General." After everyone left, the female adjutant looked at Zod and said, "They..."

Zod stood up with his hands supporting his body. His hands were clenching his fists tightly, and his whole arm was shaking.

"Don't be like this, Zod." The female adjutant walked to his side, gently held his arm, and said, "This isn't your fault."

"I was blinded by anger." Zod closed his eyes and sighed long, "I shouldn't have been so eager for success; I should have realized it earlier."

"It's humans who are too cunning," the female adjutant said, "No one expected that they would create such a powerful weapon in such a short time. This is just an accident."

Zod shook his head slowly and said: "No, everything is traceable. If I hadn't been impulsive back then, we wouldn't have been exiled. This is all my fault."

He closed his eyes again, and his fists slowly loosened. When he opened his eyes again, the traces of the passage of time were much more obvious on his face. The female adjutant hurriedly persuaded: "But that also let us escape the extinction crisis. As long as we put the engine down, we can transform Earth into our home, and everything still has hope."

Zod was silent. The adjutant felt a bit flustered; she said: "Now you are our backbone, General. We can't give up."

"I didn't intend to give up," Zod pursed his lips and said, "But I can't stay anymore either. You go help me prepare the equipment; I'll go to Earth myself."

"What?! But..."

Zod stretched out a hand, stopping what she was about to say next. He turned around, looked in the direction where everyone left, and said: "I accidentally killed my own subordinate; who else will trust me? They already have some who have gained superpowers; if I don't leave, I'm afraid it will be even more unsafe."

"Besides, the plans I formulated myself frequently have loopholes, and they won't listen to my orders anymore. It's better for me to go down and find the Codex myself. You stay here and watch the spaceship and the engine."

Things had come to this, so there was no point in saying more. The female adjutant had to nod hard and said: "Rest assured, General. I'll go prepare the equipment for you."

In the medical room, two soldiers walked out of the medical pod one after another. One of them gave a wink to the other, and the two came to the corridor next door.

"The General has already gone crazy; we can't stay here anymore. Otherwise..."

"I think so too. If I die on the battlefield, I have nothing to say, but dying in the hands of our own people has no meaning at all. Since being exiled, the General's temper has become more and more irritable..."

"Do you regret it?"

The other party shook his head and said: "After all, this let us escape Krypton's extinction, which can be considered saving our lives. But I never supported any Earth transformation plan. Do we just give up our hometown like this?"

That soldier also sighed and said: "I originally thought transforming Earth would be simpler than rebuilding Krypton; now it seems that back then it would have been better to return to Krypton. Even if the planet disintegrated, one could think of ways to get another star, why run so far?"

"The General might still be for the Codex; after all, that thing is an important treasure for Kryptonian reproduction."

"Forget it, I heard long ago that that biologist El already has primitive breeding technology. What else is needed for the Codex? Just give birth directly, wouldn't that be it?"

"How can that determine what kind of talent the child born has, and what kind of work they should do? The society will be in chaos!"

"Do you really think this is right? Implanting the General's genes into the embryo, the one born is the General; implanting the farmer's genes into the embryo, they have to be a farmer for a lifetime."

"What's wrong with that? Hasn't it always been like this?"

"Then how did Krypton perish?"

The younger soldier was speechless. And the other soldier sighed and said: "Perhaps, back then, that magic box named gene shouldn't have been opened. But now it's too late to say anything."

"What do you plan to do?"

The other party opened his mouth and said: "Look, we look the same as humans, right?"

"That's true. When I first saw them, I was stunned."

"We can also live on Earth."

"What?!"

"As long as we don't say it, who knows we are aliens? As long as we get a set of human clothes, we can blend into the crowd."

"But... but we can't wear human clothes. The atmosphere and stellar radiation might be poisonous."

"But staying on the ship has no future. The General has already gone crazy, and that so-called Earth transformation plan is also a fantasy. We have followed the General for so long, accompanied him to prison, and traveled thousands of miles to come here; we have already done enough for him. Why can't we consider for ourselves?"

"You mean, we take a gamble?"

"That's right. Since Earthlings look so much like us, perhaps the planetary environment is also similar; it shouldn't be that breathing a few mouthfuls of air and basking in the sun for a few days will poison us to death, right?"

A tangled expression appeared on that soldier's face. He thought for a moment and said: "Okay, I'm just worried that I won't get along with that group of humans."

"They are no different from us. It's better than being in the same room with some monster with hooves or tentacles, right?"

The younger soldier took a deep breath and said: "You're right. I don't want to die without knowing why; we've already done enough. Then you say, how do we leave?"

"The General didn't take away my ID card; I can start the small frigate. We'll just drive this ship to Earth, and then let it return automatically."

"Then the rest of the people..."

"Don't tell them." The older soldier warned, "Some of them are very loyal to Zod, especially his adjutant. If they find out, we won't be able to run. Besides, if they want to run, they can just drive the spaceship themselves."

The younger soldier nodded and turned to pack his things.

About half an hour later, a small spaceship landed in the desert of Xinmoxigezhou. Two figures walked out of the spaceship sneakily. As soon as they came out, both of them exclaimed in unison.

It was truly too hot here. Even though it was already winter, the sun was still scorching in the desert of Xinmoxigezhou. As soon as the two landed, they were almost baked.

"I said we should have worn protective suits," the younger soldier said, "This Earth is too hot."

"Forget it for now. When the spaceship landed, I saw people over there; let's go over and take a look."

The two endured the heat and walked forward, but apart from the heat, they didn't feel uncomfortable; instead, they felt more energetic as they walked. They could only attribute it to Earth's gravity not being that high and the oxygen content in the air being relatively high, so it was more suitable for strenuous exercise.

They walked all the way to the house, and before they could say anything, they saw the dark muzzle of a gun. These two people knew this thing; Zod had just used this kind of thing to kill one of their companions.

"Don't shoot, we're lost!" He was stunned for a moment as soon as he said this. He had forgotten that he didn't know the language on Earth, only Kryptonian. And because he wasn't wearing armor, there was no translation system either.

The two were nervous to death, thinking they were about to be exposed. Unexpectedly, the two soldiers holding guns seemed to be used to it, waved their muzzles, and let them walk in one direction.

These two people had no choice, so they could only walk in the direction he indicated. As soon as they walked over, they found that there were quite a few people here, looking like they were all humans, but their skin color was a bit different. Most had darker skin, but there were also a few who were white like them.

Armed guards stood at the door of the house, letting them go in one by one. These two people were pushed and shoved into the house as well. They thought there would be weapons or something inside, but it turned out to be someone gesturing to them for a long time, and then letting them press their fingerprints on a form.

Just as they were about to leave, the older soldier keenly saw that the person sitting in front of the table made a gesture to another person. After the two went out, he said to the other soldier: "This seems to be some kind of checkpoint."

"Checkpoint? So these people are being detained?"

"Should be about the same. They should be sending us somewhere."

"Then what should we do? Should we find a way to run?"

"What's there to run from? Isn't it the same wherever they send us? At worst, it's just hard labor. We are outsiders, can't ask for too much, find a place to stay first."

The younger soldier nodded.

Sure enough, after a while, a bus came and quickly took them to a more crowded place. Judging from the barbed wire on the periphery, it seemed to be a prison.

Everyone was sent here. They were chattering about something, and these two people didn't understand a word at first. However, later they gradually could remember some words, and in less than half a day, they could understand some short sentences. So they tried to communicate with the locals.

"Ah, don't be nervous. This is an immigration prison; when it's full, we'll be released. But you have to be smart, don't say you're from Mexico, otherwise it's easy to be deported. You are white, just say you are from Europe or South Africa, so they can't do anything to you." A human with dark skin who had been in prison before said.

The two listened half-understandably, but they remembered the word "South Africa." Sure enough, in the afternoon, another batch of people came, and the prison was already full. At this time, they started releasing people. Everyone squeezed toward the gate.

These two people saw the opportunity and squeezed toward that side. No matter what, these two people were well-trained soldiers; who could squeeze past them? Not long after, they were almost at the door, and the guard at the door saw they were white, so he asked: "Where are you two from?"

They understood this sentence, so they hurriedly said: "South Africa."

The guard looked them over and found that they were tall and strong, with solid muscles, not looking like poor people, so he said: "Coming to hide from debt, right? Go ahead, hope you can survive this winter."

So the two were released, and they were taken by another car to a more prosperous place. Everything here was very novel to the aliens. According to the alphabet pinyin rules they had just learned, they read the text on the sign—"Ding Pangzi Square."