DC Tyrant

Chapter 346 Hope Comes True

Jonathan Kent is Superman's adoptive father, as he was supposed to be.

But due to the existence of Barty, twelve years ago, when the Earth and Jor-El were in dispute and fighting.

Jo-Eyer would rather sacrifice Superman's adoptive mother than let go of an opportunity to let his son escape, and finally did not revoke the order, allowing Jonathan Kent's wife to die in the superluminal vortex and be crushed to pieces .

After the matter was over, Bati once said that let him follow him and serve him, and if he can dominate the universe and reverse time, he will give his wife the resurrection.

Bati gave him hope, and during the twelve long years, he insisted on the only little hope, so that he would not go to hell with his wife.

But, in fact, since he followed Bati's back that day, as if following a ray of hope, he has never really seen Bati or faced Bati.

Sometimes, he would think.

I must be stupid to believe that someone can turn back time and save my wife.

But this is the only hope he can survive. He always fantasizes that Bati's back figure really possessed the ability of hope to bring his wife back to life.

In his heart, he kept this little bit of hope firmly in mind, and was very afraid that once such a great figure as Bati said that he could do nothing, then all his strength would be reduced to nothing, and he would not have the strength to live in this place again. world.

He hoped that Bati would become stronger, stronger enough to break through the universe, reverse time and space, fulfill his little wish of a humble person, and resurrect his wife.

For this reason, even if you have to do something yourself, you can do it.

Diamond Moon.

On the moon, there is glittering and translucent fluorescence, magnificent and charming. The legionnaires, who are constantly organized, are patrolling and walking, leading the recruits.

On the crystal-clear surface of the moon, there are continuous lunar military bases and square barracks built of steel.

In a two-room lieutenant officer camp, the metal is cold and quiet, the items are placed in an orderly manner, and the air is filled with deep silence and sadness.

Jonathan Kent's face looks like a thirty-year-old man. He has undergone genetic modification, and he is already over forty years old. At this moment, he looks like a thirty-year-old young man, even ten years old with Ba Di When I met him two years ago, there was not much difference.

At this moment, he was sitting on the gray quilt, leaning his back against the cold metal wall, with his palms open, looking at the pocket watch photo in his palm affectionately and painfully. Inside was a color photo of his wife Martha. The wedding photos that were taken together with him.

Almost every day, he misses, misses, and painfully recalls his wife Martha while looking at the photos.

If that baby hadn't been taken in back then, it wouldn't have led to the separation of people today.

In his heart, he hated that white dog extremely, a beast that would sacrifice his wife no matter what and let his son run away.

It was he who refused to stop no matter what, causing Martha to be crushed by the superluminal vortex.

They obviously had good intentions and took them in. Why did they do such a thing and let their wife die.

Thinking of this, Jonathan Kent's strong body curled up, tightly holding the pocket watch in his hand, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Shortly after.

'Hey...'

The sound of opening the door came in.

It was Jonathan's other second lieutenant roommate, Shanks.

In an instant, the tears in the corners of Jonathan's eyes turned into smoke and disappeared. His face was cold and his eyes were cold, and he put away all his emotions and sorrows.

Stretching his curled body, he got out of bed, began to put on his shoes and military uniform, and prepared to lead a patrol.

"Ah... Jonathan, get out, General Ott is looking for you."

Shanks yawned with a tired face, and couldn't lift his eyelids to look at Jonathan. After saying this, he didn't take off his sandals, and lay directly on his bed, and began to make a snoring sound.

Leading a patrol is not tiring, what is tiring is that after leading a patrol, he has to fight with a group of recruits in the virtual battle room, which greatly consumes his energy and makes him very tired.

Jonathan just wanted to ask General Ott what he was looking for, but when he saw that Shanks was already snoring heavily, he didn't wake him up to ask.

Jonathan went straight out.

First he went to the camp room, adjusted the time of the patrol team, and the virtual training time of the recruits. After finishing the processing, he went to the main battle command room.

"Press harder, haven't you eaten?"

On the way, a non-commissioned officer led the recruits, who were pressing an alien to the ground, rubbing against the surface of the moon.

And that position was exactly where Mungo's guards spit.

After Barty finished off Mungo, General Ott directly pulled out the proud and arrogant Mungo guard, pressed him on the moon, licked up all the phlegm, and rubbed him on the moon.

However, this is not the end.

He obtained the crime of contempt of His Majesty, and was sentenced by General Ott with Badi's permission to wash the earth with his face every day for 30 years. Every day, special soldiers pressed his face and put He pressed to rub the entire moon.

Jonathan and several officers leading the team nodded, glanced at the aliens who were still being pressed against the moon, and couldn't bear it, so they left here and went to the main battle room without saying much.

"Jonathan, let go of your business and go back to Earth. Your Majesty has summoned you."

"Um?"

Jonathan was puzzled, his heart almost skipped a beat, and he asked General Ott with a flustered heartbeat, but General Ott didn't know the specifics of this matter, he just knew that Jonathan needed to go back to Earth.

Jonathan stepped onto the conveyor almost in a mood of uneasiness, worry, fear, and panic.

He was thinking about it almost every second.

Is it because I am too ordinary, too incompetent, and not qualified to be resurrected by my wife.

Even though he had already worked his life and ability, he became a soldier under Bati's banner, a fighter, fighting in the legion.

However, he is really ordinary, with no special skills, but special intelligence and ability. Even the official position of second lieutenant is just a result of qualifications.

He has never done any great things for Bati, and he is not entitled to anything at all!

For a moment, Jonathan panicked and felt extremely sad.

When he was brought in front of Bati, his face was even more distraught.

He really didn't want to hear Bati say that because he was too mediocre, he was not qualified to save his wife.

"His Majesty…"

Jonathan bowed his head and knelt down, his body trembling, and his heart was filled with panic.

Bady's face was indifferent, watching Jonathan kneeling, he could not help but flash a faint warmth.

"Jonathan, you have served me for twelve years."

"However, your ability is mediocre, you have no specialty, and you are just a small soldier in the vast sea of ​​people. Both your superiors and what I have observed show your mediocrity."

"People like you, I have hundreds of millions of them under my command."

Jonathan's body trembled even more. This mediocre second lieutenant almost dripped tears from his eyes, and kowtowed heavily to Bati: "Your Majesty, I can do whatever you want! Please don't give up on me, give up on me!" wife resurrected."

His tears, like beans, dripped on the ground, reflecting his sad and painful face.

"You think too much, I don't care about your mediocrity."

"I see your efforts, the confidence you have in me, and you still don't give up hope."

"I have seen you mediocre, worked hard under my command, sweated, lost limbs, and bleed."

"Since you are willing to devote twelve years of loyalty and hard work, trust me desperately for this."

"So……"

"Your wife is waiting for you in No. 35, Special Ward, Metropolitan Central Hospital."

Jonathan's figure was stiff, he raised his head with staring eyes, and looked at Badi's majestic face, which was shining brightly, and in the dark gold cloak of the emperor's armor, there was endless domineering spirit, which was suffocating.

At this moment, Bati smiled. In his eyes, he was like the reincarnated heavenly father, which made the blood in his body explode wildly.

"Don't worry, this is real, your wife, not some genetic creation with a similar appearance."

"Your wish has come true!"

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