Chapter 114 Haile is my hope

Professor Jinda is an old man over seventy years old. He has a thin body, a straight waist, and wrinkles on his face. However, he has a pair of clear eyes that are clear and insightful, like a baby. These eyes can even be described as Cutting pupils for Qiu Shui is not too much.

Usually, he covered his eyes with thick reading glasses.

These intelligent and beautiful eyes often brought him trouble.

When I was young, because I was too smart to discern the intentions of my superiors, I was complacent and always thought that I was unique, capable of changing the world, and high-spirited. All difficulties could not resist my youthful spirit and prosperity.

As a result, he was almost blinded by a branch of the Weeks family, which taught him a very important lesson. Since then, he rarely smiled.

He still remembered that the moment he saw Haile entering the Kandor City Neutrino Laboratory for internship, he felt that Haile would definitely become a very important figure in the future.

Because unlike other young people, he is high-spirited and in his prime, pointing out the country and looking forward to the future. He is always calm, praises the efforts of others and praises their excellence in a timely manner, handles the relationship with the people around him calmly and calmly, and There is no lack of putting forward his own opinions. He is always so submissive to others, and they silently agree with him, admire him, and respect him.

Until he recognized Jor-El as his father, he was not the center of everyone, but he was an existence that no one could abandon.

But after recognizing Jor-El as his father, many of his companions felt extremely lost and disappointed.

They were disappointed that Haile gave up his surname, his dignity, accepted the upper-class man Jor-El as his father, and entered the Central Academy of Sciences to pursue fame and wealth.

They longed for Haile to become a shining star for a moment, change Krypton, and change this solid society.

They were really disappointed. As disappointed as they were at that time, there were huge abuses and curses. They thought that they and others had placed everything on Hale, and that Hale shouldered their hopes and abilities that they did not have. Bearing their inability to change society, they pinned their good wishes and dreams on Hail, but Hail betrayed them and became the dog of the upper class.

Only Professor Kinda has been watching and secretly helping Haier.

His eyes did not see the wrong person.

Haer is indeed a great person. He dares to do things that others dare not do. His will has never wavered. All accusations and abuses cannot change his firm determination.

He clones high-level officials and wants to change Krypton.

Then he was sent into space by Jor-El.

Professor Kinda had only been pregnant with Yu for a long time. He often drank alone and missed Hal under the moon. Sometimes he couldn't help but imagine what Krypton would be like if Hal succeeded.

In the end, Professor Kinda was still unable to see such a scene.

Hal, this is my hope.

Professor Kinda adjusted his clothes a little, took off his thick reading glasses to Mrs. Keira-El, revealed his clear eyes, smiled, and said: "Mrs. Keira-El, I choose Haier—— god!"

Professor Kinda smiled.

The corners of Keira-El's smiling mouth slightly pulled down.

She never expected that a professor from the Kandor City Research Institute would be so indifferent.

He was welcoming a cruel king to rule over him, something that had never happened before in Krypton's history? What will happen in the end? The people's life was worse than death. They were starving and eating each other to survive.

In the end, it was Krypton's upper-class parliamentary families who brought hope, leading this group of useless people to initiate reforms, defeat the king, and establish a parliamentary system.

Even if the parliamentary system has many shortcomings, there are still people who check and balance each other. Aren't the people still living well?

Even if you eat poorly, endure a little humiliation, and have no freedom in life, isn't it still alive?

Power needs to be checked and balanced so that the people below can have hope.

Keira-El ignored Professor Kinda with her eyebrows. This kind of scientific research nerd did not understand the harm of monarchy at all. It was going against the historical precedent and abandoning the perfect system that had been passed down from Krypton for millions of years, which ultimately harmed the people. It's always you civilians.

Who do you think I am speaking for?

I am speaking for you!

Keira-El knows that there will never be a shortage of smart people, especially the various smart consuls supported by the El family.

With an elegant expression on her face, she waited for the speaker.

Professor Kinda chose the god Hal, a middle-aged and strong Dr. Xia Dou with a little black beard on his chin. His eyes only glanced at Keira-El lightly, and he remained silent without making a sound.

He will not support Keira-El.

Dr. Chateau felt that Keira-El was living in an upper-floor house and her brain was damaged.

Can you think about who saved these 7 million Kryptonians?

Can you think about where you are waiting for someone else?

It seems there are two options.

In fact, there is no choice at all.

Even if you have a choice.

Dr. Xiadu would not choose the Kryptonian Parliament in the past.

Will the top management continue to manage these 7 million people?

Regardless of ability, only those with family blood can be qualified for many important positions. Do I still choose to continue to flatter more than a thousand classes?

That being the case, I choose to flatter only one class.

In the square, except for Professor Jinda's words, it suddenly became quiet. You could hear a pin drop, and everyone's eyes were looking around to see everyone's choices.

Smart people don't speak, knowing they have no choice.

Those who are not smart have already chosen in their hearts.

The surrounding atmosphere was dull and eerily quiet. The slightest sound of breathing seemed to be amplified in everyone's ears, making people unconsciously feel impatient.

Keira-El's elegant beauty wrinkled slightly, and her originally smiling and calm face darkened. With an unhappy expression, her eyes began to scan the surrounding crowd.

Finally, she found a goal.

"Come out and tell me your choice."

Keira-El said calmly, with calm pressure.

The guy she pointed out was the director of the Cando City Real Estate and Housing Management Bureau. He had a Maitreya smile and a big belly.

Keira-El pointed him out not because she remembered his name.

But two years ago, the director of the Candor City Real Estate and Housing Administration performed a novel song singing the honor of the Al family at his birthday party, which she remembered deeply.

Then she ordered the people of the Al family to promote his position to the position of director of the Kandor City Real Estate and Housing Administration.

It can be said that this guy belongs to the Al family.

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