DC New Krypton.

Chapter 107 Krypton has been destroyed
The biomagnetic field envelops a group of poor people in the Labor Council, flowing out from the foundation of Kandor City held by Harle like flowing water, like dominoes lined up on the square, and the distance between people is just enough to recover Leave room for a punch after them.

The first batch selected by Hall was to assist him in cloning Krypton's high-level forty people who had ideals and aspirations, and believed that he would definitely change the world. Believe in yourself, deal with high-level changes in the Science Council, Military Council, Art Council, etc., and cover up everything Hale did at that time.

The next ones were the familiar senior leaders of the Poor Reform Army. Below them were the faces that I had once glanced at and remembered clearly and in detail after basking in the sun.

The more than [-] Kryptonian labor council poor people are familiar faces to Haier, who can be regarded as the closest and most trusted person of Haier, lying on the platform like ants.

Fortunately, the entire atmosphere of the zeroing star was adjusted to the gas of the Kryptonian atmosphere, but the active air flow that started to circulate was not created, that is to say, there was no wind.

Otherwise, the [-] ant-like Kryptonians would be blown everywhere.

Their shrinkage even changes the basic quality and density, not simply shrinking and enlarging.

'Om—'

After lining up [-] members of the Poor Reform Army and his former assistants, the fire source was controlled by Harle to levitate into the sky and become [-] kilometers wide.

Harfu floated up, and the black cloak fluttered behind his back. He stretched out his hands, and the nanomachines penetrated into the cells of the body from the suit, assisting the fine manipulation of the biomagnetic field.

The black tight-fitting battle suit slightly highlighted the veins.

Turn on the perspective line and the microscopic line of sight, and arrange them one by one according to the collected Kryptonian genetic information.

The source of fire in the sky and the internal space are opened by Harrier one by one according to the arrangement of information.

The surface of the fire source flickered with streamers, and it erupted a stream of energy mixed with Kryptonian genetic information, covering the entire square as gently as a water curtain.

At the right time, Haier used the biomagnetic field that had already covered [-] Kryptonians to activate his ability to change size.

The 15 Kryptonians in the square began to grow slowly from the size of ants to babies—two years old—five years old—ten years old—[-] years old—returning to their original shape.

At the moment of restitution, that is when the genes collapse.

The energy information covered by the fire source began to impact on the genetic information of every Kryptonian who was about to collapse, directly replacing the original collapse information.

The operation is very complicated, but when it comes to speaking, it seems that it only takes two or three seconds for 30 people to return to their original state, lying on the square, opening their eyes in bewilderment, and some people start to get up.

"What happened?"

"Why am I here?"

"damn it!"

"Didn't I see a distant volcanic rock explode before? How could it be here?"

"This is where?"

"Kidnapping?"

"Who dares to touch me? My eldest brother is Chester of Kudada Street."

"Damn it, where's my money?"

"People of the New God Sect, have we been discovered? Kill! For new hope!"

"Is it kidnapping?"

"Everyone, calm down, we have encountered a mysterious incident."

"Where is my communicator?"

"Where's my wife?"

The large Awakening Square with 30 people began to have a large number of people looking around in a daze. It was full of people, but it was only a space of one fist away. They would collide with the people around them at any time, and the people inside immediately felt restless and restless. Uneasy restlessness is about to be triggered.

"You are the God of the New God Sect, Har! You are Har, the god of the New God Sect, the God of Har!"

Someone found a black figure floating in the air, staring at them, and the high-level New God Cult who had been in contact with Hall shouted loudly to stop the restlessness in the unfamiliar environment.

"Is it finally time to take action?"

"God has officially appeared, and it's time for us to rise up!"

"Kill those rotten high-level Kryptonians!"

"Smash their parliament, destroy them, destroy this group of politicians who only despise us and shit their stomachs!"

"Use the hands of workers to cast equal freedom!"

"The old gods let us survive in humiliation under the powerful, the new gods lead us to fight, and the dawn of a new hope is just around the corner. Take back everything we created, and praise God Har!"

"The God of Horror!! The God of Horror! The God of Horror!!! The God of Horror!! The God of Harring!"

Some New God believers wept with joy, finally seeing the appearance of God, they kept punching the sky, the aorta in their necks was throbbing with redness, and they yelled Haier's name with blushing faces.

Some people who don't know the situation are infected by the warm and turbulent atmosphere, but they are in the slums, but they also know that the powerful New God religion gathers a huge number of people for the purpose of reform.Infected by the turbulent emotions around them, they raised their fists together and punched towards the sky, blushing and roaring, releasing all the humble and humiliating.

Some people yelled and yelled, with tears of grief on their faces, remembering that they were not treated justice, the little sister was beaten to the serious injury ward, just because they did not want to exchange chat codes with them, until they had no money He treated death, but he didn't see the perpetrators being punished by the truth, and there was no way to appeal, and his family members died of injustice, which made him burst into tears and hated this Kryptonian society.

Someone yelled hoarsely, recalling technological innovation and reform, his talent was useless, he was so hungry that his stomach twitched and walked alone on the road, and the people on the speeding car threw down half-eaten food rudely. A polite apology, the owner of the car did not apologize, but drove the speeding car away in contempt, and he was so hungry that he couldn't even care about the humiliation, so he could only pick up the half of the food, gobbled it up, cried while eating, and didn't feel it The beauty of the food.

Krypton can feed everyone, but not everyone.

Some people are really unwilling, and they are strictly limited to the positions of laborers. What they get is just to appease the low-level civilians, just enough not to starve to death, and to repeat desperate labor.

All the reasons for the existence of myself and others are just to set off the beauty of Krypton's high-level.

They shouted: "God Har!"

The essence roared with unwillingness and injustice.

Haier glanced over, and in the crowd, he saw Fan Ze who had just shouted to find himself. He was the leader of the Poor Reform Army.

Haier once told Fan Ze that when he appeared as a god, it was the time to set off an uprising and reform.

It seems that he has not forgotten what he said.

But it's a pity.

Har stretched out his hand, pressed it down lightly, and shouted to the commoners of the God of Har, and slowly stopped the undulating roar, remaining flushed with excitement.

"Krypton, has been destroyed."

(End of this chapter)