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**Chapter 636: By Rao**
A Kryptonian spaceship traversed distant galaxies, crossing hundreds of thousands of light-years. After a long journey, it was finally about to reach its destination.
This slightly battered and dust-laden small spaceship was continuously decelerating, about to reach the end of its arduous voyage.
The life form slumbering within the spaceship was awakened by the artificial intelligence.
"By Rao, we're finally here."
A blonde girl awoke from her deep sleep, slowly opening her hazy, bright eyes, which seemed to hold nascent stars. Her loose white nightgown could not conceal the full curves of her chest.
"Ms. Kara, according to your request, we have arrived at the destination. Congratulations."
The artificial intelligence diligently flattered, though its tone was stiff, formal, and devoid of human warmth.
Indeed, it was artificial intelligence. Kryptonian scientists always managed to make potentially wonderful things seem deliberate and rigid.
Kara muttered a few complaints in dissatisfaction.
During her unfortunate twenty-four years trapped in the Phantom Zone, this artificial intelligence had been her sole companion.
The Phantom Zone, established as a massive prison by the Kryptonian civilization in its heyday, possessed an extremely harsh environment, where ruthless criminals ran rampant.
Even with the top-tier Kryptonian spaceship, a construct of the House of El, it took Kara a full twenty-four years to escape.
In fact, she had an opportunity to escape earlier – General Zod was also in the Phantom Zone back then, enslaving a large number of criminals to leave the place. But Kara knew General Zod's cold nature and carefully hid her tracks, enduring for a long time before following General Zod's route out of the Phantom Zone.
In short, the great Ms. Kara El was finally free!
Kara wanted to cheer loudly!
"By Rao, I can finally see my cousin... I hope he's doing well." Kara's bright eyes were wide open, unblinking.
"According to the information I have collected, Kryptonians exposed to a yellow sun are referred to as Superman," the artificial intelligence stated.
"Where did you collect this information?"
"Scattered information collected while passing through a Kree and Skrulls battlefield. Because it involved a deity, information about that planet is not a secret in the universe."
Kara looked puzzled: "A god? Rao?"
"No, not the great Sun God Rao, but a One True God who emerged from a backward planet. My database has no record of the term 'One True God,' so I cannot make any inferences."
The artificial intelligence displayed the conversation fragments it had coincidentally collected from the battlefield area, reporting the situation.
"The Kree said that the light of the New Gods envelops the entire universe and will protect them in defeating the cursed Skrulls. The Skrulls declared that Kree, these cosmic worms and despicable destroyers, are unworthy of speaking of the New Gods."
"Oh, oh, oh~" Kara quickly lost interest.
Gods, whatever they were, were ridiculous. They were just powerful life forms. In Kara's understanding, those laughable false gods were not worth mentioning compared to the great Sun God Rao.
Kara also knew that the Solar System had a yellow sun, and it was said that Kryptonians' power would soar after exposure to a yellow sun.
"What if the Earthlings call me a goddess? Oh dear, should I wave to them?" Kara fantasized about a crowd cheering and worshipping her, a blush rising to her face.
The spaceship vibrated slightly, as if passing through a barrier, then slowly decelerated. The artificial intelligence did not report the situation, so Kara paid no mind.
"We have arrived, Ms. Kara," the artificial intelligence said.
Kara immediately rose, changed her clothes, and put on the blue suit with the S-emblem on her chest. A large red cape flowed smoothly down her slender frame.
Kara walked to the window, looking at the intensely burning yellow fireball. Powerful yellow radiation streamed in, absorbed by her little by little. Every cell began to wildly rejoice, and immense energy surged forth, causing Kara's physical indicators to skyrocket.
"This is it, the yellow sun!" Kara exclaimed with delight, pointing out the window, "My parents told me the destination was the third planet!"
She took a deep breath, and the messy room facilities around her were sucked towards her. Kara was startled but quickly dismissed it.
"Finally, I've finally reach—"
"That's right, Ms. Kara! As per your instructions, we have finally arrived at Cybertron!!"
The artificial intelligence's tone seemed to have risen by three points.
Kara: "???"
The spaceship approached the third planet, flying directly towards one of its three satellites, encountering no obstruction along the way. After passing through a thick atmosphere, it finally landed with a thump, safely on the ground.
"There is a very spacious spaceship landing field here. I have received relevant instructions," the artificial intelligence faithfully performed its duty.
Kara stiffly turned her head, seemingly unable to believe the artificial intelligence was playing a trick on her.
Gradually, her face turned red: "Wrong! I wanted to go to Earth!"
The artificial intelligence calculated, affirming: "According to the instructions you entered, the destination is here. The similarity is 93.1%. Among all planets in the entire universe, this planet has the highest match rate."
"What?!" Kara's tone rose by several tens of decibels.
"Kryptonian survivor, Milky Way Galaxy, yellow sun, third planet... while Earth only has an 87% match rate," the artificial intelligence stated.
"I'm looking for my cousin!! A Kryptonian! You even said his nickname is Superman! Kal-El!"
"Then there's even less mistake, Ms. On this planet, over 90% of the population are Supermen. I have accessed this planet's network. Among a million inhabitants, seventy thousand have the surname El, and fourteen of them are named Kal-El... Now, the match rate has risen to 98.373%."
Kara stared blankly out the window, then let out a shriek, covering her face and collapsing onto the bed.
"By Rao, forgive my mistake. How unlucky, if I hadn't crashed into the Phantom Zone and lost most of my data, it wouldn't have come to this..." Kara covered her face.
There was another reason: she had forgotten the exact coordinate... After all, she was only 10 years old when she left Krypton...
"Quick, quick, let's leave here quickly," Kara urged.
Just then, with a bang, the spaceship's main door was violently torn open, and a burly Wong, clutching a cleaver, barged in.
He straightened his loose white clothes, surveyed the uniquely styled spaceship, and then focused his attention on the petite Kara.
"You're the food critic who came from the next city to... crash the party? No, to observe? I'm the city's strongest five-star chef, and I'm here to pick you up."
The chef's casually open collar revealed a thick patch of chest hair. He grinned menacingly, "Beautiful lady, remember to give me a five-star review!!"
"You've got the wrong person!!"
"No mistake. Today, this city is under lockdown, specifically to welcome the triennial Food Festival. Spaceships that don't meet the flight conditions will be grounded." With that, the bear-like, powerfully built chef fiercely swung his cleaver.
Kara was almost dizzy.
(end of chapter)
A Kryptonian spaceship traversed distant galaxies, crossing hundreds of thousands of light-years. After a long journey, it was finally about to reach its destination.
This slightly battered and dust-laden small spaceship was continuously decelerating, about to reach the end of its arduous voyage.
The life form slumbering within the spaceship was awakened by the artificial intelligence.
"By Rao, we're finally here."
A blonde girl awoke from her deep sleep, slowly opening her hazy, bright eyes, which seemed to hold nascent stars. Her loose white nightgown could not conceal the full curves of her chest.
"Ms. Kara, according to your request, we have arrived at the destination. Congratulations."
The artificial intelligence diligently flattered, though its tone was stiff, formal, and devoid of human warmth.
Indeed, it was artificial intelligence. Kryptonian scientists always managed to make potentially wonderful things seem deliberate and rigid.
Kara muttered a few complaints in dissatisfaction.
During her unfortunate twenty-four years trapped in the Phantom Zone, this artificial intelligence had been her sole companion.
The Phantom Zone, established as a massive prison by the Kryptonian civilization in its heyday, possessed an extremely harsh environment, where ruthless criminals ran rampant.
Even with the top-tier Kryptonian spaceship, a construct of the House of El, it took Kara a full twenty-four years to escape.
In fact, she had an opportunity to escape earlier – General Zod was also in the Phantom Zone back then, enslaving a large number of criminals to leave the place. But Kara knew General Zod's cold nature and carefully hid her tracks, enduring for a long time before following General Zod's route out of the Phantom Zone.
In short, the great Ms. Kara El was finally free!
Kara wanted to cheer loudly!
"By Rao, I can finally see my cousin... I hope he's doing well." Kara's bright eyes were wide open, unblinking.
"According to the information I have collected, Kryptonians exposed to a yellow sun are referred to as Superman," the artificial intelligence stated.
"Where did you collect this information?"
"Scattered information collected while passing through a Kree and Skrulls battlefield. Because it involved a deity, information about that planet is not a secret in the universe."
Kara looked puzzled: "A god? Rao?"
"No, not the great Sun God Rao, but a One True God who emerged from a backward planet. My database has no record of the term 'One True God,' so I cannot make any inferences."
The artificial intelligence displayed the conversation fragments it had coincidentally collected from the battlefield area, reporting the situation.
"The Kree said that the light of the New Gods envelops the entire universe and will protect them in defeating the cursed Skrulls. The Skrulls declared that Kree, these cosmic worms and despicable destroyers, are unworthy of speaking of the New Gods."
"Oh, oh, oh~" Kara quickly lost interest.
Gods, whatever they were, were ridiculous. They were just powerful life forms. In Kara's understanding, those laughable false gods were not worth mentioning compared to the great Sun God Rao.
Kara also knew that the Solar System had a yellow sun, and it was said that Kryptonians' power would soar after exposure to a yellow sun.
"What if the Earthlings call me a goddess? Oh dear, should I wave to them?" Kara fantasized about a crowd cheering and worshipping her, a blush rising to her face.
The spaceship vibrated slightly, as if passing through a barrier, then slowly decelerated. The artificial intelligence did not report the situation, so Kara paid no mind.
"We have arrived, Ms. Kara," the artificial intelligence said.
Kara immediately rose, changed her clothes, and put on the blue suit with the S-emblem on her chest. A large red cape flowed smoothly down her slender frame.
Kara walked to the window, looking at the intensely burning yellow fireball. Powerful yellow radiation streamed in, absorbed by her little by little. Every cell began to wildly rejoice, and immense energy surged forth, causing Kara's physical indicators to skyrocket.
"This is it, the yellow sun!" Kara exclaimed with delight, pointing out the window, "My parents told me the destination was the third planet!"
She took a deep breath, and the messy room facilities around her were sucked towards her. Kara was startled but quickly dismissed it.
"Finally, I've finally reach—"
"That's right, Ms. Kara! As per your instructions, we have finally arrived at Cybertron!!"
The artificial intelligence's tone seemed to have risen by three points.
Kara: "???"
The spaceship approached the third planet, flying directly towards one of its three satellites, encountering no obstruction along the way. After passing through a thick atmosphere, it finally landed with a thump, safely on the ground.
"There is a very spacious spaceship landing field here. I have received relevant instructions," the artificial intelligence faithfully performed its duty.
Kara stiffly turned her head, seemingly unable to believe the artificial intelligence was playing a trick on her.
Gradually, her face turned red: "Wrong! I wanted to go to Earth!"
The artificial intelligence calculated, affirming: "According to the instructions you entered, the destination is here. The similarity is 93.1%. Among all planets in the entire universe, this planet has the highest match rate."
"What?!" Kara's tone rose by several tens of decibels.
"Kryptonian survivor, Milky Way Galaxy, yellow sun, third planet... while Earth only has an 87% match rate," the artificial intelligence stated.
"I'm looking for my cousin!! A Kryptonian! You even said his nickname is Superman! Kal-El!"
"Then there's even less mistake, Ms. On this planet, over 90% of the population are Supermen. I have accessed this planet's network. Among a million inhabitants, seventy thousand have the surname El, and fourteen of them are named Kal-El... Now, the match rate has risen to 98.373%."
Kara stared blankly out the window, then let out a shriek, covering her face and collapsing onto the bed.
"By Rao, forgive my mistake. How unlucky, if I hadn't crashed into the Phantom Zone and lost most of my data, it wouldn't have come to this..." Kara covered her face.
There was another reason: she had forgotten the exact coordinate... After all, she was only 10 years old when she left Krypton...
"Quick, quick, let's leave here quickly," Kara urged.
Just then, with a bang, the spaceship's main door was violently torn open, and a burly Wong, clutching a cleaver, barged in.
He straightened his loose white clothes, surveyed the uniquely styled spaceship, and then focused his attention on the petite Kara.
"You're the food critic who came from the next city to... crash the party? No, to observe? I'm the city's strongest five-star chef, and I'm here to pick you up."
The chef's casually open collar revealed a thick patch of chest hair. He grinned menacingly, "Beautiful lady, remember to give me a five-star review!!"
"You've got the wrong person!!"
"No mistake. Today, this city is under lockdown, specifically to welcome the triennial Food Festival. Spaceships that don't meet the flight conditions will be grounded." With that, the bear-like, powerfully built chef fiercely swung his cleaver.
Kara was almost dizzy.
(end of chapter)
