Chapter 232 Whose son am I? What kind of bloody TV series is it?

Superman's red and blue figure returned from the atmosphere in an instant and came under the broken Morgan Tower. He gently held the broken upper part of the Morgan Tower with both hands. The biological force field firmly stabilized the people inside the building.

"The earthquake has stopped?"

"Are we rescued?"

"who is it?"

"It's Superman, the Kryptonian."

"How dare he show up?"

There were staff members of the Morgan Building in professional attire, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. They saw that the broken upper part of the Morgan Building was being held up by a red and blue figure, with a black cloak floating slowly.

Superman's bright red cape floated behind him, holding the Morgan Building and flying slowly until he reached the widened intersection on the avenue. Then he gently put down the Morgan Building, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the crowd around him.

However, Superman's face showed confusion, his chin turned and he looked at the crowd around him, his deep black eyes showing confusion.

What greeted him was no longer the applause of approval in the past, the people who desperately wanted to come over and touch his body, and the expressions of gratitude, joy and adoration.

It was the whispers and strange looks in the ears of their friends that everyone concealed from a distance.

"How dare he show up?"

"Keep your voice down, he's also an alien from that race."

"It's him, he's the one who brought everything to Earth."

"He might be the pioneer of aliens."

"It's really scary."

"Did you see it?"

"He was the one who crashed the Morgan Tower just now, and he was the one pretending to be a good person."

"I've seen it, I've seen it. It seems that this kind of trick has been used to deceive the world."

The strange looks and whispers from people a hundred meters away made Superman feel a sense of alienation and strangeness.

He is no longer the superman he once was.

What happened?

"Why do you come back here to pretend to be a good person! Superman." Some bold people shouted at Superman, attracting attention at this moment.

"This country has been destroyed by your people. Why are you showing up at this time?" Someone shouted angrily at Superman. They couldn't bear to see him appearing here now and continued to carry out the same activities as before as if nothing had happened. Acts of salvation.

"Go back to your country! Aren't you like bandits? You have expelled Australia, occupied their land, and established New Krypton?" Seeing Superman's lack of reaction, with an honest and confused look, people's words became more and more serious. It's getting more intense.

They have regarded Superman as a disaster, and believe that all this has happened because of Superman.

Maybe Superman is just the pioneer of Kryptonians coming to Earth.

Now they have succeeded.

They have new nations established.

Our country is destroyed.

"What happened?" Superman's confused eyes never stopped, and his brows furrowed slightly. He really didn't know what happened during his coma, and everyone's attitude towards him took a turn for the worse.

"Superman, open your superhuman eyes and look at this country that is so desolate that you can't even mention its name." An old man suggested sadly after seeing Superman's confusion.

Superman's confused eyes opened his long sight, penetrated his sight, and looked into the distance. He saw military bases shaped like tombs and ruins. The radiation energy after the nuclear explosion continued to spread and spread, and the suburbs began to become unsafe.

The administrative center of this country has no one to carry out administration, the political power has disappeared, and the cities in each state are independent and self-governing.

Cities in some states began to manufacture nuclear radiation cleaning machines provided by Luther in preparation for cleaning nuclear radiation. However, some companies controlled the cities and began to have ambitions. Instead of cleaning up nuclear radiation, they allowed nuclear radiation to spread, killing all the people. Gathering in the city, nuclear radiation surrounds the city and squeezes the people.

Capital is so high that no one has any restrictions at all. It uses people like animals, restores slavery, buys and sells, builds its own city kingdom, and returns to the feudal era.

In the blink of an eye, Superman saw the miserable state of countless human remains of his own compatriots, and heard their miserable moans in his ears. He also heard the gathering voices of discussions and the cheers for the establishment of New Krypton. The information gathered together. It made him understand how tragic things had happened during his coma.

The country was wiped out, nuclear bombs exploded at the military base, and New Krypton was officially established on Earth...

All of this was accomplished while he was unconscious.

Sudden!

At this broad intersection, the cement floor suddenly cracked, revealing brown mud, and something was arching underground.

Many people who were preparing to denounce Superman fiercely changed their faces and began to turn around and run away.

They have not forgotten that just now Superman rushed out like this and broke the Morgan Tower in half.

"Get out of here!" Regardless of his confusion as to why so many things had happened in this short period of unconsciousness, Superman shouted at everyone.

He quickly flew over the crack in the ground.

A gray figure, just like he was hit by Jor-El just now, splashed with dirt and emerged from the cracked position of the arch.

Superman took the gray figure into his arms and backed away several hundred meters before stopping the powerful impact.

When he lowered his head and looked, he realized that it was his father who had just beaten him away.

"Father, why...?" Superman's eyes showed more confusion.

He doesn't understand his father's grudges on Krypton, the position of Kryptonians, the newly established New Krypton, and why he was knocked away.

All of this left Superman as confused as a blank sheet of paper.

"You are not my son!

"

Hearing Superman calling his father, Jor-El was picked up by Superman in his arms. His face was twisted crazily and his eyes were bulging. He turned around and punched the S logo directly on Superman's chest.

A huge sonic boom ring sounded in the sky, and the shock wave spread outward, shattering the glass of the surrounding buildings and causing people to scream in fear and hide in corners.

Superman's figure hit the ground like a cannonball, smashing the entire avenue and creating a large crater of tens of meters. The fire hydrant exploded, and a stream of white water erupted to a height of 4 meters.

"Didn't you tell me! You are my father, and my real life is Kal-El. The S logo on the chest is our family emblem, symbolizing hope?"

Superman stood up from the large pit in the ground filled with dust and vapor, enduring the slight pain in his chest. He raised his neck and looked at Jor-El in the sky. He asked Jor-El with a sullen face.

He didn't spend much time with Jor-El. All this life experience was told to him by Jor-El when he appeared in the Fortress of Solitude.

And now, he said that he was not his son, directly confusing Superman.

I am not your son.

Whose son is he?

Then why did you say that I was your son in the first place?

What's going on with the Kryptonian family behind him?

What kind of ridiculous TV series are there?

A big hand put on Superman's shoulder and said, "You are my son."