In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

Just fifteen minutes ago.

"Follow me."

A projection of Jor-El flashed ahead, leading Louise through the maze of ship corridors.

He called up the stereo image of the spacecraft, with a red dot showing the enemy's position.

"Turn left, there are two guards at three o'clock."

Louise nervously gripped the energy gun and leaned against the corner.

A blue plasma beam whizzed past her ears, and she quickly held her breath and leaned forward to shoot.

After two muffled thuds, the guard fell to the ground.

"Very good, Louise, now go straight to the end."

Joe-El said with satisfaction.

Under his guidance, Louise was like playing a shooting game with a God's perspective, and she could shoot the enemy in the head the second he showed his presence.

If you really can't shoot accurately, just shoot twice at the body and once at the head, it will have the same effect.

Soon, Louise arrived at the inner room of the escape pod.

"drink!"

The escape pod was right in front of us, but unexpectedly, a sharp scream suddenly came from above.

Fiona had hidden in the ventilation duct at some point, and now she pounced on Louise like a cheetah.

The two rolled towards the cabin door. The energy gun in Louise's hand flew out of her hand, and her back hit the metal door frame heavily. The severe pain made her eyes go black.

Fiona pinched her shoulders.

"Do you think you can escape from Krypton's judgment?"

"Um……"

Louise groped and her fingertips touched the fallen energy gun.

At this critical moment, she pulled the trigger, and the dazzling beam of light hit Fiona's shoulder, and the latter staggered and let go.

But the cost of this counterattack was heavy.

The hatch of the escape pod was cracked by an energy weapon and its sealing was damaged.

"It's too late to repair it!"

Jor-El's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Get in quickly!"

The next second, the escape pod carrying Louise was ejected, leaving a scorching trail in the atmosphere.

The screen returns to its original position.

"Hold on, Louise!"

Clark shouted in his heart while pushing his flying speed to the limit.

At this moment, every cell in his body was burning, his uniform was stretched taut in the vacuum, and his scarlet cloak remained relatively still behind him due to inertia.

Both eyes also glowed red, with heat vision ready to respond to any possible threats.

As his vision expanded, Clark saw that hot plasma was beginning to appear around the escape pod, meaning it was about to enter the most dangerous area of ​​the atmosphere.

The pink ionized gas licked the cabin like a flame, drawing a dazzling trail in the dark space.

The estimated temperature data began to jump continuously in his super vision. At this time, the data outside the cabin had exceeded two thousand degrees.

While Clark was speeding up, his super brain was also calculating at a rapid speed.

According to the current trajectory, the escape capsule will enter the atmosphere in thirty seconds.

If the aircraft fails to catch up within twenty seconds, the complete failure of the deceleration system will cause the temperature in the cabin to rise to a lethal level.

Soon, as the speed increased, Clark gradually closed the distance with the escape pod.

The plasma formed a blinding curtain across his vision.

Clark calculated the angle of contact precisely to ensure that no additional stress would be placed on the cabin during the high-speed pursuit.

Clark stretched out his hands and firmly grasped the vibrating cabin.

The heat coming from the metal surface was enough to melt steel, but to Clark, it was just a slight warmth.

He used his fingers to firmly grasp the reinforcement structure on both sides of the cabin, which is the strongest part of the entire cabin and the most suitable position for applying force.

Through the bulkhead, Clark could see Lois clinging to her seatbelt, looking pale but still calm.

The monitor showed that her heartbeat, although fast, was still within a safe range, which put him a little relieved.

The most important thing now is to reduce the escape pod's descent speed to a safe range without harming Louise.

Clark began to gradually apply reverse force.

He knew that the deceleration had to be kept within 4G, otherwise Louise in the cabin might be harmed.

His muscles were tensed, and every bit of force was precisely transferred to the cabin, ensuring a smooth and gradual deceleration process.

At the same time, Fiona broke free from the weakened restraints and chased out in a small fighter plane.

The fighter's streamlined shape drew a silver trail in space.

"You can't get away, Kal-El!"

Her voice came through the communicator, full of anger and unwillingness.

The fighter's energy weapon activated, and dark purple plasma energy accumulated in the barrel.

Then, a dazzling beam of light burst out, drawing a deadly trajectory in the silent space.

Wherever the beam reached, even the surrounding space dust was instantly vaporized.

Seeing this, Clark flipped rapidly in the air, holding the escape pod and reacting to the extreme.

He had to make sure he avoided the attack while not letting Louise in the cabin bear too much impact.

Therefore, he had no time to get entangled with Fiona now. He realized that continuing this kind of dealings would only put Louise in greater danger.

The condition of the escape pod was deteriorating every minute. The cracks on the surface of the pod had begun to spread inwards, and the oxygen in the pod was being lost at an alarming rate.

Clark had to make a decision.

His biological force field can protect the person in his arms, but the price is that he has to bear Fiona's attack head-on.

Soon, a plan took shape in his mind.

Clark suddenly tightened his arms, made a rapid sideways flip with the escape pod, then suddenly slowed down, exposing his broad back to Fiona's fighter.

His cape lashed at the surrounding vacuum like a whip during this movement, and the scarlet fabric seemed to be torn apart in the extreme movement.

Just as he expected, Fiona seized the opportunity and the fighter's main gun was charged in an instant.

The dark purple energy beam was like the god of death's scythe, hitting his back accurately.

Severe pain spread from his spine to his entire body. The powerful impact caused his muscles to spasm involuntarily, but he still gritted his teeth and straightened his back.

His biological stance emitted a faint blue glow under the attack, perfectly blocking the aftermath of the attack that might have affected the escape pod.

Without waiting for Fiona to recharge her energy, Clark immediately placed his hands on the metal surface of the escape pod.

His fingers dug deep into the metal, and he stretched his fingers outwards as he did so.

Under his extremely abnormal strength, the solid alloy cabin was torn apart like fragile tinfoil.

He kept all of his fragments within safe range, and none of them could harm Louise in the cabin.

At this time, Louise was close to coma due to lack of oxygen and severe shaking. Her face was pale and her breathing was weak.

Clark held her shoulders with one hand and put the other hand through her knees, and carried her out of the damaged cabin in a flash.

He made sure his chest was completely between her and Fiona, and at the same time adjusted the strength of the bio-field so that it completely enveloped Louise like an invisible cocoon.

Then, the moment he turned around, Clark's eyes burst into a fiery red light.

The temperature of the thermal vision is as high as thousands of degrees. It penetrates the vacuum and accurately hits the energy core of the Fiona fighter at an extremely short distance.

In the blinding light of the energy weapon overload, the fighter's armor began to peel off layer by layer. The originally smooth shape was instantly distorted and deformed, like tinfoil crumpled by an invisible giant hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Clark focused all his energy on his flying ability.

He held Louise tightly with his arms, pressing her head to his chest, using his cloak for an extra layer of protection.

Then, he leaned forward slightly, his muscles tensed, and like an arrow shot from a bow, he pushed his speed to the limit in an instant.

They became a blue and red afterimage, diving towards the surface of the earth.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the vast atmosphere, leaving behind only a fleeting, dazzling falling track.

Behind them, Fiona's hysterical curses were drowned out by the shrill crash alarm of the fighter plane.