Venom slapped his forehead in exasperation. How could she ask so directly? If Kara didn't say anything, it meant it was in the past.
"How did he manage to win you over back then?"
Selina found it hard to imagine how this incredibly straightforward man could have such a wife.
"I pursued him."
"…"
Kara lowered her head and continued untying the ropes.
"Of course, I was angry, but then I understood. During my days of captivity, protecting Karl was the only motivation for me to survive. If you had told me then that you weren't Karl, I would have died."
Clark was stunned. Captivity? Death?
He only knew that Kara had landed on Earth before him in another World, and he thought she had become the Superman of that World, saved by Qinuo. Now, it seemed many things weren't as he had known.
"Actually, I thought you weren't Karl from the beginning. Karl was just a baby when he left Kryptonian, and he had no idea I existed.
During my days of captivity, I begged, I cried, I fantasized about someone saving me, and I also fantasized about killing all humans. One year, two years, three years, over a decade passed, and nothing changed.
Every day I ate the same food, from extracting bone marrow and body tissues at first to later drawing blood. The only motivation that kept me from committing suicide was the task my parents gave me: to protect Karl."
Clark opened his mouth, but found his throat seemed to be choked by something, and for a moment he couldn't speak.
He never would have imagined that Kara's experiences in another World were so tortuous—days of captivity, being treated as experimental material, and the belief that sustained her survival: protecting himself.
Selina took a few steps closer, her face filled with disbelief.
"That's terrifying. How did you endure it?
"By dreaming. I learned a skill. In my dreams, I would forget everything in reality and return to my parents' side, a carefree child."
Kara smiled at Selina and continued untying the ropes, pulling hard, but unfortunately, these ropes were part of Venom's body and not easily broken.
Kara continued.
"Then you appeared, took me away, let me vent my resentment, showed me the ocean, gave me delicious fruit, took me home to sleep on a soft big bed, found other members of our race, and even gave me a New Krypton. From that moment on, you were my Karl."
Venom also saw Kara's eyes light up and decided to burn the black rope, controlling it to disappear.
Kara hugged Qinuo, burying her face in his chest.
"So don't leave me, don't abandon me, don't dislike me."
Qinuo paused slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, quickly replaced by determination.
He gently raised his hand and tenderly stroked Kara's golden hair.
"Okay."
After Kara's emotions stabilized, Clark walked over, looking very down.
"I'm sorry, Kara, I never knew… Hmm! How deeply buried?"
Clark's face was suddenly squeezed by Kara, who kneaded it repeatedly, shaping it into a stiff smile before stopping.
"That expression just now doesn't suit you. The Clark I know is always sunny and optimistic, a Superman who brings hope to those around him."
Kara released her hand, looking at Clark and smiling as she said.
"The past is in the past. Now I have a new life. However, Clark, I have to give up the task my parents gave me.
I have my own Karl I want to protect."
Kara's eyes twinkled with a gentle smile as she looked at Qinuo, his reflection in her blue pupils like the ocean under the Sun that day.
Clark sighed, knowing that Kara could not truly leave him. He looked at Qinuo, his gaze turning stern again.
"Qinuo, come with me."
With that, he flew into the air without looking back and disappeared.
Qinuo looked at Kara and said, "Kara, I'll be gone for a while. Don't follow. This is a man's talk. Venom will stay with you. She and I are one."
"Okay."
Kara watched Qinuo leave, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Venom seemed to understand what Kara was thinking.
"Don't worry, Clark can't beat Qinuo."
"I'm just worried Qinuo might beat Clark to death."
Although Kara didn't know exactly how strong Qinuo was, his ability to suppress General Zod and a group of Kryptonian with his biological field clearly put him on a different level than Clark.
"It's fine if he dies. Qinuo can revive Clark," Venom comforted.
"Then it's fine, as long as Clark doesn't die."
Upon hearing that he could be revived, Kara relaxed.
Everyone around them twitched their mouths upon hearing this—it seemed that in Kara's mind, Clark's safety was acceptable as long as he wasn't "dead."
They also realized that Kara's mental state might have been affected by her past experiences, making her definition of "fine" somewhat simple and crude.
Bruce also began to ponder Kara's potential danger. Although she might not appear in this Universe in the future, it was better to be prepared.
And his plans for Qinuo needed continuous updates. What kind of plan and equipment should he think of?
Damian knew from Batman's expression that he was thinking about how to deal with his godfather.
She had also asked her godfather why he wasn't angry.
At the time, her godfather's reply was:
"To be so valued by Batman, and for him to constantly think about plans to deal with me, I am very happy. I even look forward to him showing me his plans or his battle armor."
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North Pole.
Two Shadow landed here.
Within the extreme cold of the glaciers, there was a giant doorway, with its key resting nearby.
However, this key weighed several hundred tons.
Clark lifted the massive golden arrow key and inserted it into the keyhole of the Fortress of Solitude's gate.
The doorway opened.
Neither Clark nor Qinuo spoke as they walked inside, into the front hall, where giant statues of Jor-El and Laura stood, holding a statue of the destroyed Kryptonian.
Continuing along the winding passage, the two arrived at a mysterious room filled with shimmering crystals.
The phantoms of General Zod and Jor-El were saying something.
On the display stand between them, a small, exquisite glass jar was placed. Inside the jar, a miniature Kryptonian glowed with a soft light, like a sleeping star.
"A New Krypton, truly perfect… But why are Kara's fingerprints on it?"
"Because this Kryptonian belongs to Kara. I just brought it over for you to see."
"…"
Jor-El's phantom shook his head helplessly, looking at his former old friend, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
After all, they had fallen out due to differing ideologies. He died on Kryptonian, while Zod was killed by Karl. Now, to "converse" in such a manner was truly regrettable.
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