Chapter 3530 Research on Cats and Dogs (78)

Under the slightly dim light in the room, a man in a plaid shirt and black-framed glasses were busy. He hurriedly marked a copy of the information and then went to see another copy.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Please come in."

"Dr. Al, you have to look at this." Another person with the same researcher-like appearance came in and handed the man a document.

The man called Al took the information. In an instant, his eyes widened.

"Why is this happening?! Why does the geothermal reaction suddenly...?"

"We found more than 160 probes within 200 kilometers around the detection point. This proves that the number of energy pumps has not decreased at all. Such frequent energy activities have made the thermal reactions underground on the planet become more and more intense. If no action is taken, the planet will disintegrate!"

Al trembled as he pinched the tip of the information. He took a deep breath and said, "Does Latasa know?"

"They have been working here and it's impossible not to know. But they say it means the above."

"Over? Which one above? Rao?!"

Al angrily threw the information on the table beside him.

At this time the door was knocked again, and a black-haired woman in a combat suit came in. She looked taller than Al, like a natural warrior.

"Mr. Al, your geothermal research report has been postponed for two weeks. If I don't submit it, I'll almost forget what the purpose of our stay here is."

"Usa, you should know better than me why I can't submit the report. What they want is not real data at all, but just a satisfactory number. How do you want me to make it up out of thin air?"

"What's the problem with this? Just fill in some data. You scientists are just in trouble."

"Then look at this!" Al threw the information he had just now on the woman called Usa.

Usa glanced at it, but obviously didn't understand it at all. She sighed and said, "You don't have to show me this, just tell me when I can hand over the information."

Al showed a false smile and said, "You don't watch it, are you? Then let's wait three months to finish playing together."

"What do you mean?" Usa said with a frown.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I'll explain it to you." Al snatched the information and said, "Did you see this number? If this number is higher than 50,000, the entire planet will break into 16 petals in three months. Do you understand?"

"What the hell!" Usa took back the information and said, "You don't want to say that the planet under our feet will explode, right? How is this possible? How can it be done..."

"Good?!!!" Al roared at her, "At least 160 giant thermal pumps are driving at full power to extract geothermal heat, just to power the indoor greenhouses and gardens of those council men. Do you call this awesome?"

"Hiss..." Usa took a breath and said, "But the news reports some time ago did not mean that they had already removed more than half of them..."

Before he finished speaking, another piece of paper was thrown over. Now Usa can understand it because it was a picture above - dense probes, almost piercing the center of the earth into a hedgehog.

Usa threw the paper in her hand aside, hugged her arm and said, "You are scientists, don't you have any way to change all this?"

"Have I tried it?" Al said with a sneer sneer, "I gave them real data. I have emphasized it to them countless times, and it won't work. What did they do?"

"They have published hundreds of reports saying that geothermal abnormalities are problems with detection instruments, and that energy exhaustion is a rumor made by the revolutionary party."

"Now, within my home and laboratory, there are more than 20 people patrolling every day. Even if I buy a newspaper, I have to go through three people to check it. What can I do?!"

Usa glanced away. She took a deep breath and said, "I will report to the general truthfully. Maybe he has a way to convince the people in the parliament... maybe."

Al moved a large stack of information from the table next to him, patted the top of the information and said, "I believe your general can find scientists who are more professional than me to verify whether what is said in the information is true. I can only tell you that if we cannot solve this problem within a month, we will never have a parent star."

Usa's face darkened. She asked someone to move the information away. Before leaving the room, she turned around and said, "Joe, we know you are a good scientist, and your information is probably right. But maybe you know too..."

She didn't continue, but Al understood what she meant. Of course he knew. Nothing would change.

After Usa left, Al slowly closed his eyes and turned to look out the window. His reflection on the glass looked like he was floating in the blue sky, blending with the clouds.

That ordinary glance was like a farewell kiss in his nostalgic look.

"So, you led the army to surround the parliament?"

"Do I have any other choice?"

Oliver was silent. He didn't know how to evaluate all this.

He even began to lag behind in human technology and felt a little lucky.

Because if the earth disintegrates for three months, then humans will definitely be united unprecedentedly - because without the earth, no matter how rich people are, they will not be able to survive.

But he also knew that Krypton was different. They were high-tech civilizations, and there were space stations, spacecrafts, and other colonial planets without their feet.

Rich people can move away, go to the next planet, use the same method to free up all the energy, and then go to the next one.

And those who have no money can only die in despair.

The physical fitness of the Kryptonians is indeed much better than that of humans as a whole. However, when all resources are controlled by the upper class, how long can the body be alone in the dark universe?

Because he felt a little chest tightness, Oliver sat down again. He looked at Zod and said, "So why did you fail?"

"This is inevitable," Zod said. "The imperial guards under the control of the parliament have been removed from all genetic restrictions. They cannot feel pain, nor fear, and will always rush forward without fear."

"And, there will be a breeding center for the council. In critical moments, they can ripen babies directly and then put them on the battlefield, which is equivalent to endless warriors, not to mention more advanced weapons and equipment."

"From the beginning, I knew that this battle would not be won. But I still have to do it."

"Why?"

"Don't you want to know the purpose of my coming to Earth? It's nothing to tell you." Zod shook his head gently and said, "I'm for the 'central treasure'."

"Central Book? What is that?"

"The Kryptonian gene library. You can understand it as the complete set of information we need to breed."

"Okay. Is this thing on Earth?"

"This thing is inside Clark Kent now."

Oliver was a little confused and didn't react for a moment. Zod continued: "I launched that offensive to allow the parliament to mobilize all forces to protect themselves. In this way, Joe Al, the father of Carl Al, will have the opportunity to steal the central treasure book."

Zod's tone was full of helplessness, and he said: "We have all discovered that the parliament is beyond salvation. The Kryptonian civilization led by the parliament is no salvation. Destruction is only a matter of time sooner or later."

"But, the Kryptonians cannot be extinct. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must fight for it."

"Fortunately, we don't have to reproduce through primitive mating like humans. Just use instruments and data to reproduce again."

"I deliberately let them convict me of exile. So that I can sneak away two embryo-conserving instruments through my warship. Ayer is responsible for preserving breeding materials."

"In this way, no matter whether it is the destruction of the planet or the extinction of civilizations, as long as we find these two things, we can revive it again."

"Unfortunately, we didn't expect that the parliament would eventually suffer the consequences. The workers they treated harshly launched gene extinction before the planet disintegrated. Al had no time to transfer the information, so he could only put this thing in his son's body and then sent them together to the earth with a spaceship."

Oliver was silent for a while, because he discovered that Zod might be more courageous and resourceful than he thought.

Many people will think about the most difficult step in the revolution. Some say it is to find the right guiding ideology, some say it is to seize the opportunity, and some say it is to hold the gun first.

But Oliver, who has personally experienced it, understands that the most difficult step in the revolution is to "abandon fantasy."

Smart life has a kind of laziness. If you can live your life, you can just make do with it. If you can’t live, you can live it. If you really can’t live, you will have a breath of breath and may not choose to resist.

In this case, it is too difficult to abandon the fantasy of the oppressor. After all, the awakened ones are the minority.

However, Zod and Al, the two men abandoned their fantasies very thoroughly. They even prepared to abandon the entire civilization and the planet.

Of course, this may also be because they have been tortured by the parliament for too long, which is completely a kind of "tired, let's destroy it".

After figuring this out, Oliver had a new doubt. He looked at Zod and said, "I have a question. What price does Clark need to pay to obtain this central treasure?"

“What price should I pay?”

"I mean, will he die?"

"If the treasure book is taken out, he will die. How could his father put the treasure book in his body?" Zod asked back.

Oliver was speechless, and then he asked again: "Since there is no need to pay any price, why don't you ask him directly?"

"Do I have to find him?" Zod said. "Malafark tells me that Clark is Superman, Superman is in the Justice League - then I ask you, is he in the Justice League?"

Oliver opened his mouth, unable to answer.

Theoretically speaking, Clark must be in the Justice League, but in fact, he really doesn't come to the Justice League very much.

"Then you...then you..." Oliver's hand gestured for a long time, and only said, "Then you can ask us."

"What should I ask?"

"You, don't you have a cell phone?"

"No, but I have a much more advanced device for contact than a cell phone. Guess where is the device now?"

"You're not talking about the spaceship, right?" Oliver still had a glimmer of hope, but looking at Zod's dark face as dark as the bottom of the pot, he could only open his eyes guiltily.

"What's going on with Malafak?" Hal asked relentlessly.

"I want to ask you more," said Zod. "He said he found a magic weapon in you, and then entered a mysterious space, made Krypton's history clear, and sent me all the information about Clark and the Justice League."

"He said I was the mortal enemy of the Justice League, and they would never allow me to operate on Earth. If you want to find Clark, you must first solve the Justice League..."

Hal was also a little guilty now, because he had learned from Schiller that Malafark had received Rong's invitation letter and entered the fighting world, and only then did he know so much information.

Although most of his information is wrong, the ones he threw out are enough to be fooled. For Zod, who was on earth for the first time, he didn't know the situation at all, it is indeed very valuable for reference.

"All this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Oliver rubbed his hands and said, "No matter what your purpose is, you have indeed tried to fight. We admire your actions very much and do not want to be enemies with you."

"Then give me my spaceship back."

"Well... due to the lack of human technology, your spacecraft has been damaged during transportation, and it may take a little time to repair it."

Oliver stretched out his two fingers and pinched them together, leaving only a small amount of space in the middle.

But Zod had seen the entire universe from there.
Chapter completed!