Chapter 112 The little things you do for the Al family are all deserved

Keira-El is over 60 years old. She looks like a lady, but she is not that old. She doesn't speak loudly, but her shrill, grief-stricken voice can be heard all around.

The time around them seemed to freeze, and the unstoppable crying and grief gradually became smaller and smaller. The people who had watched the documentary more than five times before, although their hearts were still filled with grief, had already recovered from the heavy grief. Among them, it can almost awaken rational thinking.

Millions of red-eyed eyes looked at Haer who was floating in the sky first.

They saw in the documentary that Hal was indeed cloning the top brass of Krypton, committing a project prohibited by Krypton, which was also a heinous crime.

Keira-El is basically right.

"I become the god of Krypton! Why not?"

Haer's figure in the sky is tall, with obvious muscle outlines outlined in black tights. He has a powerful and masculine body, with a domineering and arrogant posture.

His high head was full of powerful fearlessness, ruthless and arrogant, his eyes looked down at all living beings, and the black cloak was floating behind him.

‘Wow——’

Haier's words immediately caused an uproar among a large number of people. No one expected that Haier would admit his ambition so cleanly.

Some people were still speculating that Haier would need them and use them to establish his supreme position.

But it's funny, Haile actually doesn't care what they think.

Because, I just need you to see the truth, hate Jor-El, revile Jor-El, and recognize Jor-El's true face.

"I can make the people fed and housed, I can let the guilty be judged, I can let everyone return home safely in the dark night, I can give the people hope, and I can let them live with dignity."

"How can I not be a god?"

Haer's voice was domineering and resounding, and his awe-inspiring momentum made people faintly afraid. He was naked and did not hide his ambitions at all.

Ever since he talked with his dear father Jor-El on the Starry Sky Explorer, Hale has never wanted to hide his heart.

Just kidding, with my power, I still need to hide my inner feelings in front of these seven million people.

When your own strength is worthy of your ambition, you should show your true heart.

The so-called "suffering from hardship" and "forbearance" are nothing more than hiding in a weak child.

Seven million people were silent, horrified by the domineering general at this moment.

"You are rebellious and an ambitious person who wants to subvert Krypton. Joe made the right choice by banishing you to space. You will bring war and disaster to Krypton."

Keira-El's slightly wrinkled, ladylike face was flushed with anger.

Haile used to be very well-behaved in front of me, and he often brought some cultivated fresh fruits and nutritious meat to visit him, and told him some ingenious jokes, which made him laugh. He was really funny.

In vain, I really regarded him as my grandson.

At this moment, Haier, who was so high in the sky, was simply extremely strange to her.

His own son, Joe was right. Everything Hail did and everything he was friends with had ulterior motives. His purpose was to cholera Krypton. He had huge ambitions and intended to become a god.

"I support God Hal!"

In a square, a voice shouted.

People couldn't help but look towards the sound, and found that it was a young man in the third square, wearing coarse linen clothes, with red eyes and tear stains on his face. He was drinking hard to support Haier.

The face of the noble lady Keira-El showed disbelief. There are actually people who support careerists like Haer who start a war and want to become a god?

Haile couldn't even imagine it.

He originally thought that the people shouting in support of him would be the poor people from the slums who appeared in the first square, but he did not expect that it would be an ordinary young man in the third square.

"Are you crazy? Hattu-El, the uprising leader of the ancestors of the El family, led the mass uprising and successfully established the great history of Krypton on the Veran Truth Day in 6832. We are brave, equal, and free. Now you are shouting for the gods, are you willing to be a slave at the feet of this god Hal?

The Al family allocates money every year to provide disaster relief, help the poor, and care for you. Are you so heartless that you give up on yourself? "

Keira-El's wrinkles folded with excitement and her face turned red. She simply couldn't believe that there was such a stupid person who didn't even want to be a human being. He wanted to compliment Hail and become a god, and was willing to be a slave at Hail's feet.

Keira Elben's righteous rebuke immediately aroused the anger of the people.

"I didn't receive a penny from your allocation. You allocated it all to middle- and lower-level leaders, and the poor didn't receive a penny!"

"Do you know what kind of disaster you are relieving? Those who take your supplies are all relatives of the managers who have arranged for it. We did not get any of the items you provided for disaster relief, and you asked us to show gratitude. If we are not grateful, then the lower management will Those who do not will beat us to death. I would rather you did not provide disaster relief and did not show up."

"Your Al family likes this kind of behavior that shows conscience the most! Every time you inspect civilians, the people you inspect are the relatives of officials. They have porridge, food, and houses to live in. Why do you scream miserable like that?"

"Every time you inspect civilians, the streets are smooth and clean because we were forced to clean them up. My sister basked to death in the scorching sun and was not treated fairly."

"As long as your Al family lives a decadent and luxurious life like the upper class, why do you have to pretend to be good people and bring us pain?"

"Every time you think of a 'good thing', it's the beginning of our torment."

The anger of the people, at this moment, exceeded the anger of the destruction of Krypton. They stared at Keira-El with red eyes and heavy breathing. If it were not separated by squares, they would surge up. , beat this Aier family member to death.

The luxurious clothes and pampered and condescending attitude are everywhere, and almost every time they appear on the poor streets, it will be a disaster for them afterwards.

Keira-El was criticized passionately by the people. She looked around in disbelief and shook her head, "It's not like that, it's not like that. You are all Haier's people, slandering the El family."

"If I become a god, I will make them fed and warm, let crimes be judged, justice will be done, their labor will be rich, and there will be no need for the Al family to allocate funds, provide disaster relief, or rescue civilians, because they, You won’t go hungry.”

"Work hard for me and work hard for yourself. Anyone can get the talent they want, and their descendants can choose the talent they like."

"It's natural for me to become a god like this."

Haile looked down at Keira Al, Joe's mother who had always been pampered, talked about the long history of the Al family, and lived in the sense of honor and superiority of the upper class.

"Instead of letting countless Kryptonian high-level officials bully us with constant high-pressure, why don't we choose the god Hal who has only one supreme class, who can lead us to have food, shelter, and warmth, and give us dignity."

"We just need to bow to God Hal! We don't need to endure you, the numerous Kryptonian high-level borers, who squeeze us in all kinds of ways. I believe in God Hal!"

"I also want to believe in God Hal to lead us!"

"Krypton is destroyed, he will be our god!"

Many people were hoarse with tears streaming down their faces, cheering for Haer in the sky.

They once really needed a god who could judge sins, feed themselves and others, and stop the powerful and powerful from bullying them and others.

Now that Krypton explodes, it's even more necessary.

Keira-El was a little shy, and a few strands of hair hung down on the face of the wrinkled lady. Her eyes were unwilling to accept the people who slandered the El family.

"Haier, there are always smart people who will understand that you who are being hailed as gods at this moment are just trying to abandon the humble, submissive and clown appearance that made me laugh in the past.

You can't forget the help the El family gave you and your ugly self at that time. Do you think that slandering the El family in this way will make you a new god? "