Chapter 2 Jor-El

"Save Krypton?"

Jor-El's projection calmly laughed at itself.

"You don't have this idea of ​​a savior."

"Haier, you are just dominated by your own desires. You want to dominate Krypton and become the god of Krypton!"

"Haier, you are too arrogant deep down."

Jor-El reprimanded him angrily. Hal, who had been his son for ten years, was finally discovered by himself that he was just a humble man with arrogance hidden under his appearance. Underneath his easy-going and kind-heartedness, he was just a man with a crazy desire to dominate. It was particularly painful for him to be a delusional man about God.

Hal crossed his thumbs on the bridge of his nose, pressed the bridge of his nose, and rubbed it.

Really...

I originally thought that until the end, even if his father died, he could maintain this 'perfect' impression, making him proud of himself even in death.

Having exposed his truest feelings, Haile could no longer hide his behavior.

Crossing his hands on the bridge of his nose, he slowly lowered his hands to the gauntlets of the steel seat. His back was pressed directly against the steel seat. The cold steel touch penetrated from his skin into his blood. Haer sneered at the corner of his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and looked at his eyes. He looked down at the starry sky in front of him, ignoring his adoptive father Jor-El next to him.

Arrogant?

From the moment he traveled to Krypton and knew that he was Hale and would be the strongest Kryptonian in the future, the seeds of arrogance have been deeply rooted in his heart, and letting this arrogance burn in his heart is like burning with desire. Burning is the driving force that hides everything.

Although there are many powerful gods in DC, in the multiverse like the sand of the Ganges, I may be just an ant that the gods don't care about.

However, the power of the starry sky cannot help but fascinate people.

I just can’t help it!

"How did you know."

Haer suddenly became strange.

It's not really out of curiosity, but if you fail too much in your performance and are eventually found to have failed, then you have to learn from this lesson.

Maybe I am really arrogant, but there is nothing wrong with that.

The so-called arrogance is nothing more than a dimensionality reduction blow.

Treat those who are inferior to you with arrogance.

Absorb all knowledge of things beyond yourself and then look down.

The past where I was humble, submissive, hesitant, could not bear to look at other people's faces, and worked hard to devote my life to 6561 yuan, this kind of bleak heart is like a pig dog carrying the boss's mansion, luxury car and a beautiful life forward. Life was so sad that it made him laugh.

This arrogant heart now is the truest self at the foundation of human nature.

"My brother, Zor-El, is a stubborn, traditional scientist. My relationship with me has always been tense."

Jor-El spoke slowly, as if telling a heavy story.

"With your close visits, the estrangement between me and him has been eliminated bit by bit."

"He used to get drunk in front of me many times and patted me on the shoulder with emotion, thinking that I had adopted a good son."

"He praises and praises you without hesitation. He thinks that you are the only choice to save Krypton. What's more, he puts his own status below you."

"At that time, I was only happy that my relationship with Zuo was getting better, and I also admired you, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I think about it, everything about you was already foreshadowed."

"It wasn't until my wife Laura also praised you so much that I realized that everyone around me seemed to praise you so much."

"At that moment, I suddenly wondered what you, such a perfect person, were pursuing."

Haile looked down at the starry sky and fell silent.

He did not expect that the wedge point discovered by Jor-El would be praised without hesitation by everyone.

People always want something, whether it is money, sex, power or fame.

And if you are too perfect and don’t ask for these things, then under perfection, you must ask for much more.

Jor-El's tone suddenly changed, becoming cold, and said: "I consciously got Zuo drunk, and I learned from him that you are cooperating."

"Further...it was investigated that you were under Kandor City, violating the human cloning matters prohibited by the Council of Elders, and creating a large number of clones with the same appearance as the top officials of Krypton."

"You want to replace Krypton's top brass with clones, Hal, how dare you do such a thing!"

"I also found out that among the lower-class people of Krypton, there was a wave of reform and a resistance army against the high-level people of Krypton. The leader of the resistance army was called by them the god who would change the world of Krypton."

"What do you want to do, Hale?"

"You want to dominate Krypton and be the god of Krypton!"

When Jor-El said the last words, he was extremely angry. He never thought that his perfect son, Jor-El, who was praised and praised by the world, would be so bold and disrupt Krypton.

He had always thought that Haer had nothing else to ask for, and even if he did ask for it, it would only be for progressive science in the Academy of Sciences. He never thought that his son would be an unprecedented careerist who wanted to overthrow Krypton.

This long-standing ambition really shocked Jor-El.

"I'm saving Krypton, father. Do you think the top brass of Krypton will let you investigate the Earth's core? The Senate doesn't believe your investigation at all. The fate of Krypton is about to end soon, and the top politicians who are genetically fixed don't realize it at all. The seriousness of the questions scientists are asking.”

"Krypton has been solidified into a class object without free thought. Destruction is inevitable."

Hale responded grimly.

The reproduction of Kryptonians relies on embryonic cultivation. As soon as they are born, they are destined to be cultivated to become politicians, soldiers, scientists, etc., just like the cells in the human body's eyes, ears, brain, and heart, they are highly differentiated and perform their own duties.

The mayor's son is the mayor, the general's son is the general, the president's son is the president, the scientist's son is the scientist, the politician's son is the politician...

There is no way to break this kind of class fixation, because it is already locked in from the very bottom of our genes.

If people have no thoughts, this kind of solidification is a great good thing.

But unfortunately, people have thoughts.

This solidification becomes a cage of despair.

"Replacing the top management and causing unrest on Krypton will only cause more people to be harmed. Your choice will cause Krypton to suffer the most severe harm. There is more than one way to solve the problem."

Jor-El yelled, frightened by Hale's ambition.

"What 'more people'? It's just you!"

"Do you regard people at the bottom as beasts?"

"Father, you don't understand the aspirations of the people at the bottom."

"I once went deep into the bottom, and what you set off..."

"Really? Under the leadership of the mayor, we will inspect the living standards of the people at the bottom."

"People cannot empathize with each other at all. From the beginning, your genes were destined to be superior to others. Your joys and sorrows are not the same as theirs."

Haer said in a deep voice, pressing his hands tightly on the gauntlets of the steel seat with cold eyes.

"Their patience has reached the point where they don't even want their own lives. With the slightest influence, they will fabricate the will of action as if I were a god."

"You think I want to be their god? No, I just want to use them to dominate Krypton."

"But since they want a god, then it wouldn't be a bad idea for me to become the god of Krypton after I dominate it."

Hearing Hail's words, Jor-El knew that Hail was hopeless. He said with relief: "I am very lucky to be able to discover all this and send you to the hospital when you are ready for everything." Space.”