An elegant way of doing things.

Zod enjoyed the American pastoral farm breakfast, feeling so-so.

Zod doesn't need to worry about Judley calling the police. After all, except for the corrupt police that collect dirty money from the border gangs, there won't be police coming even if you call a hundred times.

And the corrupt police will not take care of this thing. (TL note: Ahem, I live in Texas actually and there are sheriff departments in each county and small town. Even if one is fully corrupt you can still call the State troopers who will come to the scene…)

Fortunately Zod isn't in a rush to do anything but sit in the sun.

Texas is one of the few places in America where it is hot most of the year not to mention the border where it is like a desert

The sun here is very harsh.

However, that is for ordinary people like Judley.

As for Zod, the sunshine is very refreshing and gives him a high like smoking marijuana, although he has never smoked it before.

The gene codex was snatched by Zod and merged into his body which caused a huge change.

It is impossible for ordinary Kryptonians to be as sky-shattering as Clark. Clark integrates the codex and possesses the genes of billions of Kryptonians to be powerful enough to go beyond the average Kryptonian.

Now that Zod also has the gene codex and does not have Clark's moral code of "no killing" and his kind character, Zod's combat effectiveness will definitely be stronger than Clark.

After a day of basking in the sun, Zod found that he could crush solid rocks and wood with his bare hands.

Although it seems that his growth isn't as fast as that of General Zod and Faora, Zod is a fully developed Kryptonian. Clark absorbed sunlight for nearly 30 years on Earth to be able to fight head-to-head with General Zod and the others. It's estimated that even though the growth rate will be slow, he can solidify his foundation while awakening super powers. Zod has the patience and time for that to happen.

After all, Tony Stark hasn't become Iron Man yet, and Zod still has his powerful Kryptonian battle suit. When he encounters danger he can directly put on his armor to make it as if the enemy has kicked a steel plate.

Zod, who was bored, asked Judley if there was a place nearby where he can eat barbecue.

Texas barbecue is famous everywhere for being delicious, even someone like Zod remembers that.

"There are places around where you can eat barbecue, but there are gangs that hang around there and accidents will happen if you aren't careful."

Judley is still kind and reminds him. After getting to know him its obvious that despite being muscular he doesn't like to fight. The physique he has is mainly to intimidate others from messing with him; he never thinks of using it for violence on others.

Zod used force to live at his house but didn't cause him any trouble. At best, he had to put one more plate on the table for food and Zod doesn't eat much in the first place.

Zod also said he will repay Judley in the future.

He isn't without money, the only problem is that its Kryptonian currency [TL:krypto currency…]. If Judley accepts it he can directly pay him 10 billion in alien currency. According to Kryptonian currency this 10 billion is enough to buy half of the United States.

Zod hesitated when he heard Judley's reminder.

It's not that he is afraid of guns. It is no exaggeration to say that before the thousands of superheroes and super villians show up in the world he should be invincible in Marvel, except for hidden bosses like the bald sorcerer supreme.

It's just that now S.H.I.E.L.D. and its Hydra infestation has eyes all over the world. If he is discovered, he would probably be annoyed to death.

"Don't worry, I won't cause trouble."

Zod said with a smile to Judley.

Judley went silent for a few moments then handed over the car keys and a pistol.

"Never shoot first."

Zod took the car key but not the pistol.

Following Judley's instructions, Zod drove along the interstate. The breeze blew past the windows of the car, bringing the unique feeling of wildness that encompasses Texas.

After driving for a long time, Zod saw a place that looked like a small town. He parked the car and walked into town.

There were a lot of bystanders who looked at Zod as he walked by with surprised expressions.

After all, Zod's temperament set him apart from the rest. Being at the top for a long time has instilled a sense of confidence in himself that was affected by the environment he grew up in.

Meaning, Zod looks out of place compared to others.

Then Zod smelled the scent of barbecue. Following the aroma, Zod found a barbecue restaurant by the road.

However, this restaurant is filled with fierce looking gangsters and criminals with tattoos all over their bodies. They are enjoying the air-conditioning, food and beer and are unwilling to move and make a spot for Zod.

Zod walked in and immediately attracted everyone's attention as all sounds of conversation in the building stopped.

"Please let me by."

Zod looked at the gangster who had his leg stuck in front of him relaxing and obviously didn't want to retract it.

"Hahahaha this guy actually said please?"

"I thought it was a big restaurant with enough space?"

His words caused everyone to laugh mockingly.

Another man who was in the way of Zod directly stood up.

"This is not a place for people like you."

He grinned and chewed some meat from a rib.

Zod shrugged indifferently. The politeness he showed was just a habit he developed among the Kryptonians. Since the person across from him did not give way, solve it using force.

"Boom!"

With a loud crack the gangster flew backwards and knocked down four or five people.

Without saying anything cruel, someone behind Zod immediately punched him.

It's a pity that the current Zod is much better than Captain America even if he doesn't wear his battle suit. Zods super senses give him the ability to observe everything around him without any blind spots.

Without turning around, he directly grabs the opponent's greasy fist. The sensation made him frown, but he still threw him over his shoulders and slammed him into the ground.

The ground exploded with gore and brain matter and blood went flying.

"Mother fucker!"

The others immediately exploded into action as they saw their gang member die.

"Come at me."

Zod then decided not to use any grappling techniques mainly because they eat barbeque and their arms and hands are all greasy and disgusting.

With a punch he smashed a gangsters face and used his elbow to send an attacker behind him flying.

At this time Zod noticed that someone had pulled out a pistol and he felt that America is really simple and honest: fists don't work, how about guns? Before allowing him to shoot he quickly kicked the guy with the gun.

When he did this he felt that opponents ribs were all broken and it felt like stepping into soft jelly. The gangster fell to the ground, spitting blood, leaving only the bodies biological instinctive twitching while on the verge of death. He'll have to enjoy the suffocation for up to a minute or if he is lucky it will be shorter.

The others didn't notice this scene yet, thinking in their hearts that no matter how powerful you are, two fists can't fight off four. I don't believe that with so many of us we still can't take you down.

Besides, we still have guns!

Then the ones with guns were greeted with Zod's fist and lost their strength.