Chapter 39 General

The living room environment of General Simon Gilson's villa is quite good. The red velvet carpet is splashed with a layer of sufficient sunlight, which makes the whole room rippling with natural warmth. Various types of potted plants are arranged around the living room. They soak up the sunlight and stretch their branches comfortably, making the air in the whole space seem to be much fresher.

"Sorry, I only have some tea here." The older man handed a cup of tea to Jay. "The doctor said my physical condition is best not to drink other drinks. This oriental drink will be good for my body. But they are all. It's a good tea; you can try it."

In regular times Jay might be grateful for the older man's kindness, but now he's not enjoying the tea, and his head is so full of questions that he hardly knows where to start.

General Gilson poured himself a cup of tea, sat down unhurriedly, and said: "Space Dimension Explorer Project, or SDE for short, this is the project you want to ask. It was initiated by the military and obtained by NASA. With the full assistance of [NASA], it started as a scientific research project to explore uncharted territory."

"So, what does that have to do with me?"

"Patience, child." General Gilson took a sip of his tea and sank into the sofa shrouded in sunlight, "In the beginning, this project was no different from many other exploration projects. Similar attempts from human cognition to I have never stopped since my place in the universe. But the difference is the result of this project, which fundamentally changes it.

Since Superman appeared in people's field of vision, for the first time, we have truly realized that we are not alone in the universe. The exploration of space and extraterrestrials has reached an unprecedented high rhythm. Every year, governments will allocate more money than ever before. Much more money is spent on space exploration programs. It is against this background that SDEProject came into being. They spent a lot of money building a non-crew space rocket - but it's not a regular rock; it's a navigation rocket. It will record its flight path and itinerary and continuously send it in the form of radio waves around it, intending to attract the attention of alien creatures, express friendship to them, and convey a warm invitation for them to visit the earth. "

Jay raised his eyebrows: "That's a bold attempt. Aren't they afraid invaders like the Apocalypse Army will follow the news?"

General Gilson smiled bitterly: "That was before the invasion of the apocalypse; our knowledge of the universe was minimal; the only alien we knew at that time was Superman, and he behaved very friendly. If Now, people are afraid of strange alien visitors like a flood of beasts after the doomsday invasion, and this kind of proposal will naturally not pass."

"And after that?" Jay asked. "Is this project a success?"

"In terms of results, it's okay, but there were some small changes in the middle." General Gilson said, "Just a dozen hours after our rocket was completed and launched, it seemed to hit a source in space. Unidentified black hole. Massive gravity pulled it in, blocking all signals between it and us. At that point, we thought the plan had failed, and everyone was very frustrated until…."

He paused, stared at Jay with complicated eyes, and said, "Until three months later, you came to Earth."

Despite vaguely expecting it, Jay couldn't help being taken aback when he said that.

The old man changed the subject and suddenly asked: "I guess you already know that you are a Kryptonian like Superman, right?"

"Know."

"So, General Sam Lane, any impressions?" he asked again.

Jay frowned and said, "I don't remember, but I know him. I heard that he is a staunch opponent of Superman and insists that Superman will become the enemy of humanity someday."

"Yes, Ryan didn't just talk; he put it into action early. Since Superman announced his existence to the world, Ryan has set up a special department to study Superman's data and analyze his weakness, and be prepared for every means of taking him down if he gets out of hand," said General Gilson. "Very paranoid, but that makes him deservedly the one person in the military who knows Superman best. That's why the government had When a new Kryptonian came to Earth as an echo of the project, they arranged for General Ryan to take over as the new head of the side project."

Jay finally understood why Gilson said the project "started" as an exploration program because the nature of the entire project had fundamentally changed since he came to Earth.

"Experts guessed that the Krypton spacecraft you took was in a state of stranded dormancy in a certain space in the universe until the navigation rocket we launched woke it up and brought you to Earth."

"So then you locked me up in your facility for research? Seeing the sun all the year-round?" Jay couldn't help but get a little angry—though it wasn't exactly his own experience because he still did not pass through this body at the time.

"Captivity? No, you have full personal freedom, and we ensuensure get enough sunlight daily. You have been very cooperative and even helped the military solve many troubles under General Ryan's instructions... .. secretly."

"So, I'm still a superman working for the government?" Jay raised his eyebrows, not liking the feeling.

"Almost. This good partnership lasted a long time...until the arrival of the doomsday invasion."

General Gilson said, his face darkened instantly, apparently caught in some unpleasant memories. He said in a low voice: "That black giant - they are called the ruler of Darkseid, he came straight to our research base, and he reached for you. All of us have nothing in front of us. Opportunity to resist. He shot blood-red beams like hell in his eyes, and with just one blow, all the lives of everyone in the entire building were instantly wiped out... Even you, an invulnerable Kryptonian. "

"Wait," Jay frowned, "you mean I got hit by Darkseid's omega rays...and died?"

"At least that's what we thought at the time. After the invincible energy shock swept past, all signs of life in the facility disappeared, including you." General Gilson fell into painful memories, "Then he left, Leaving an almost endless number of Demonoid. They cut everyone into pieces; even Ryan was not spared..."

Speaking of this, he showed a confused look: "But your life reading should have disappeared completely at that time, how could you... still, be alive?"

Jay shook his head. "I don't know. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't even remember this happening."

Perhaps at the moment of being hit by Darkseid's omega rays, this Kryptonian's consciousness was dead, and he came across this body after that. If that's the case, then ESL has been replaced by a completely different person.

"But if everything you say is true," Jay asked again, frowning, "then after the events of six years ago, this should have been a completely abandoned project. Six years later, Today, why would anyone want to get rid of my friend to cover up this secret that has long since passed its shelf life?"

This question seemed to hit a certain point, and General Gilson's expression changed a little for a moment. But this older man is not simple. He adjusted as usual in a time that was too short for ordinary people to notice and said, "I don't know about this. As you can see, I have left the job for four years, and now I am just a flower gardener. The old man who made the grass."

His expression looked believable, maybe 90 percent of people would have been fooled by him, and if Jay didn't have super senses, perhaps he would be in that 90 percent. General Gilson was a liar after many years in a high office, and his cover-ups were flawless, but the pounding of his heartbeat was as loud as a drum kit to Jay in that instant, amplified by his super hearing. And his instantly dilated pupils couldn't escape Jay's eyes either.

"If you know the Kryptonians that well, you should know that it's no use lying, General Gilson." Jay looked directly into the old man's vicissitudes of eyes and said, "Tell me the truth."

General Gilson felt greater oppression from this young man, causing him to involuntarily swallow a mouthful of saliva. After hesitating for a long time, he raised his head after a long period of psychological struggle. He said, "In the southern part of the Utah desert, you should be able to find a top-secret military base. It is well hidden, but your words should be able to find it. Go Take a look there; that should answer your question."

Jay was confused: "What do you mean?"

"Meaning, I can only help you get here, child." General Gilson said firmly, "My son was my only relative, but he died in the doomsday invasion. Friends and comrades I know; they all died at the hands of the apocalypse demons too. They could have threatened and terrorized me by saying things I shouldn't have said, but what should I be afraid of? I'm already an old man with nothing to lose."

Speaking of this, his wrinkled eyes became slightly moist. Jay couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the older man. He had a lot to ask, but his gut told him that the stubborn older man would say no more, so he had to leave.

Jay stood up from the sofa and was about to leave when his ears suddenly picked up a "click" sound that was inaudible to ordinary people, as if someone had flipped a switch. The crisp sound may come from an empty pipe, echoing endlessly.

Jay was stunned. He subconsciously followed the sound and looked in the direction of the kitchen; his eyes that activated the X-ray vision suddenly saw the electronic bomb lying in the natural gas pipeline, making him open his mouth wide in shock for a brief moment.

Jay moves quickly, much faster than bullets. But unfortunately, sometimes this is not fast enough. The bomb exploded almost as soon as his X line of sight fell, and the fiery demon roared out of the kitchen, sweeping the entire building with an unbridled shock wave. The beautiful little villa suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and every flower and grass in the garden outside burned to ashes.