DC Tyrant

"Master, the Krypton spacecraft has entered the solar system!"

Hera's voice sounded in her ears.

The sun slants down from this hanging garden, bringing the right temperature, as well as the fresh scent of flowers, the dancing of butterflies and the buzzing of fine bees.

Badi nodded slightly. He sat on the leisure chair woven by rattan wood, his expression was calm, he wore thin-rimmed glasses, his face as tough as a knife was silent, and the knife marks on his cheeks seemed to converge, showing a kind of Confucianism. .

He read the book quietly, in a human manner.

Holding a book published by a famous human author in his hand, he gently flipped through the book for ten years, grinding out a book that explained profound human nature.

"History tells mankind that mankind does not accept the lessons of history. 》

Hearing Hera's voice, Badi was unmoved, and gently turned over another page, savoring, reading, and feeling the nature of human beings in the sun.

Soon, in thirty-two seconds, the book has been tasted by Bardi.

'Snapped'

The book was closed by Bardi with one hand.

The sun lightly caressed his face, and his crystal skin shone slightly. Badi took off his glasses dressed in a human perspective, and stacked them on the table together with the book.

Once the glasses were taken off, Badi only leaned on the leisure chair woven by rattan wood with his back lightly, and moved at will, as if the sleeping dragon under the mountains woke up, rolling over the forest again and again, rising from the forest with the dragon's spine, rising into the sky, Majestic and domineering, feet on the sky.

The long-standing majestic momentum has substantially formed a hurricane, blowing to the surrounding flowers and trees, bending the surrounding potted plants, sunlight, and the space seems to distort and fluctuate under this momentum.

The magnetic field of the body, the powerful soul, and the spiritual power form a substantial momentum.

On this earth, except for a few people, who can stand with their lumbar spine straight when he releases all the momentum, the rest can't even stand beside him.

"How do humans play games?"

Badi asked lightly, raised his head slightly, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the starry sky.

It was as if he saw the Kryptonian spaceship traversing the solar system, flying towards his empire.

"The game adjustment time is 1:20. Human beings spend an average of one year in the game, and there are 700,000 outstanding elites who have been endowed with superpower genes."

Hera's voice sounded directly in Badi's head, directly connected to Badi's body's proton artificial intelligence.

"That's good."

Badi admired it, retracted his eyes towards the starry sky, leaned back on the rattan chair, rested his right elbow on the gauntlet, and pressed the back of his hand to his cheek.

His eyes fell into thoughtful memories.

When I look back and see Yiren again, it is difficult to calm down in my heart.

On Krypton, in the military academy, Fiora single-handedly promoted herself, and every day and night she swayed sweat and practiced, and she accompany and practice against Badi.

In this gradually prolonged practice and learning, Fiora gradually changed from the position of the teacher to become an equal, an admirer, and a woman of her own.

As much as you love it, you hate it!

With his fingers, Badi gently stroked the knife marks on his cheeks. The scars on his cheeks under the sun were extremely cold and piercing, and they were sharp and sharp.

"Master, using the Kryptonian reconnaissance spacecraft left by Joe-El, under the long-distance communication over time, you can contact Opheira in the solar system."

Hera said very intimately, she saw Badi's memory in a corner of the camera, with a pensive face and lingering thoughts in her eyes.

This kind of communication connection in the solar system is somewhat difficult for the current earth technology, but the recently acquired Brainiac Sentinel hardware, as well as the Krypton spacecraft system left by Joe-El, can connect to the recorded in correspondence.

"unnecessary."

Bardi shook his head lightly.

The conflict between him and Fiora is hard to tell. The love-hate relationship is intertwined. It is a confrontation between classes and a conflict of personal ideas.

After Krypton was consumed with its last vitality and Krypton exploded, it was even more difficult to tell whether it was Badi's revolution that led to Krypton's consumption of its last vitality, or the stupid upper class solidified by the class, or both. , all stupid, causing Krypton to explode.

"Looking forward to her face!"

Bardi stood up, patted his shirt, took the book and glasses, and walked away from the sky garden.

In the garden, butterflies are still dancing, and fine bees are buzzing.

…………

Inside the Krypton spacecraft, in the control room of the main battleship, more than 20 Kryptonian soldiers from various parts of the spacecraft, commanded and controlled, are in the main control room, emergency control of the spacecraft.

This is the main control room for wartime operations. When arriving at the destination in the future, it has been prepared to prevent attacks, or to attack in advance.

"Adjutant, there is a communication request from a reconnaissance spacecraft from Krypton, and its direction is exactly our target location."

A capable Kryptonian female warrior reports.

Fiora, who was in the back, watched the virtual imaging synchronized with the outside world in real time. The huge sun and the earth that was gradually being pulled in suddenly heard a report from her subordinates that there was a communication connection from the earth. She couldn't help from the cold eyes. It flashed a strange color, and then said coldly.

"connect."

An electronically synthesized voice appeared.

"It's me, Fiora."

Fiora's eyes were cold, and the trembling in her heart vanished, and she couldn't help but flash a trace of anger. She said coldly, "Hera, do you want to declare war on your master's behalf?"

"No, my program is running and I think I should come for the master at this moment, and I'm here."

Hera's electronically synthesized voice has no emotion at all, and 'Zizi' is mixed with volume, said.

"Fiora, Krypton has been destroyed and everything has passed.

At this moment, you should be the master's most effective assistant and assist the master, so as to live up to the master's thoughts of you.

Please let go of your stupid concepts and inherent thoughts, and move into a better era with the master, give birth to hundreds of babies, nurture the next generation, and find more beauties for the master to sleep with, satisfy all the desires of the master, and live together Have a happy day!

Don't fight meaningless fights. "

Hera's relentless electronic voice, ready to convince Fiora with a factual readiness.

Fiora's face sank, and the ice was almost freezing.

Hera doesn't understand emotions at all, what honor is, even if Hera has made so many Hera models, with all kinds of regulated emotions, she will not understand the emotions of creatures, what kind of things.

For Fiora, the honor of a warrior and the emotional pain of Badi, the family completely perished in the last turmoil on Krypton, and he was burdened with family feud, national hatred, emotions in the destruction of the star, and love for Badi The emotional impact of her is beyond the comprehension of the artificial intelligence Hera.

"Hera, I have nothing to say to you. You are not a creature at all, and you don't understand what emotion is."

"The battle between Badi and me is inevitable."

Fiora said coldly.

Hera's electronic voice was silent for a while, before slowly making a zizi sound again.

"You will die, and the master will kill you heartbroken."

A gleam of pain flashed in Fiora's eyes, and it turned into icy coldness.

"Go back and tell Pamulotti that if I kill him, I will kill myself and bury him in the same coffin."

"If he kills me, then dump me in space and let the universe bury me forever."

After Fiora finished speaking, she cut off the communication.

In the main control room, there was a moment of silence and silence.

The spaceship is in the solar system and has activated its combat mode, flying silently in the icy starry sky.