Carrot's stern warning also made Natasha, who wanted to do something, dare not move.
Intuition told the female agent that any unnecessary temptations and words at this moment would lead to her own death.
She just needs to wait quietly, and everything will come to the surface naturally.
Seeing that both of them stayed there obediently, Carrot El also breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the center of the control facility, looked at the inverted triangle interface on it, and took out the device he carried with him. "S" key, press it in!
"Zizzizi!"
"Zizzizi!"
Suddenly, inside the empty spaceship, there was the echo of the machine starting up, and the echo of the rotation was like the spacecraft itself, cheering for the day when it finally woke up.
After 25,000 years, this Kryptonian reconnaissance ship, which had long been forgotten and buried deep in the extremely cold land, finally welcomed its new owner.
The lights on the ceiling slowly turned on, adding a bit of mysterious haziness to the entire dark corridor.
The oxygen was automatically filled, and not long after, even the internal temperature gradually increased. In just a few breaths, it automatically rose to the most suitable temperature for the planet, 18~20°C.
This also allowed Stark, who was about to freeze, to finally regain some blood.
Natasha's condition was better than his. After all, she had been transformed, but she was not in very good condition after being frozen on a glacier at over minus 40 degrees for so long.
In the darkness, a figure suddenly flickered at the end of the corridor.
There was both a curious look in his eyes and a complicated look of relief in his eyes.
In an instant, Carrot's eyes met the man's pupils.
This look spans time and space.
This glance spans the dead and the living.
Strange yet familiar.
And when he walked out slowly. In the darkness of the shadow, a female synthetic artificial intelligence voice came from inside the ship:
"All systems are online and the core of the spacecraft is back in operation."
"Navigation and identification completed."
"The ship belongs to: Carrot El."
"Welcome back, now it has been taken over by the intelligent agent Jor-El."
A series of changes made Natasha and Tony afraid to act rashly.
It wasn't until a magnetic male voice, with the calmness and elegance unique to civil servants, slowly walked out that it attracted their attention:
"Under the critical fate of the destruction of two planets, I never thought that you would actually grow up. It would be great if Alika could also see this scene."
After hearing these words, Carrot El's face was finally no longer as elegant and indifferent as before, and his chest was vaguely rising and falling. It could be seen that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
Even his hands, which could bear the weight of several stars, did not tremble at all. At this moment, he couldn't help but soften, but he still tried to keep his tone as calm as possible:
"Who are you?"
Jor Al did not answer him first, but looked at the two people behind him and asked:
"Are you sure they want to listen to what I'm going to say next?"
Natasha and Tony looked at each other for an instant, and couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts. At the same time, they looked at Al nervously.
"Of course, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten in here."
After a moment of trance, Carrot El seemed to have adjusted his emotions and gave an affirmative answer.
Jor Al nodded, but what he said next struck the three of them as if they were earth-shattering:
"I am your father, Carrot."
Natasha Romanoff's eyes suddenly widened in horror.
This experienced female agent never expected that his mission target was so elaborate that he traveled to various places and attracted the attention of countries all over the world. In the end, he managed to hide it and disappeared. His purpose was actually to find his relatives?
Is this fucking kidding me? ? ? ?
Tony Stark was also a little enlightened, but more out of curiosity and gossip. He listened to the next words with his ears raised, for fear of missing a word.
He subconsciously touched his pocket, wishing he had a bag of melon seeds in his hand now.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just an artificial intelligence image based on him as a template."
With kind and gentle eyes, Jor Al walked around Carrot, looked at him and continued:
"In a way I am him, but I am not him."
Carrot's tone was solemn and solemn:
"So, Carrot El, is this really my name?"
Jor Al nodded and answered him equally seriously. He knew that Carrot must have been waiting for this moment for a long time:
"Yes, in fact, the name assigned to you by Planet Vegeta should have been Kakarot."
"But your mother feels that this name is a bit difficult to pronounce after bearing the surname of the Al family."
"Just one word was removed and it became Carrot El."
Upon hearing this, Carrot El's expression changed into a complicated expression.
Kakarot?
The origin represented by this name... seems to go without saying.
"Then who is my mother??"
To be honest, this is the question he is most curious about right now.
"Her name is Alika, and she is the sister of the Saiyan Bardock who visited Krypton at that time."
At this point, Jor Al's expression seemed to extend a touch of tender memories, and he quickly followed. The look in his eyes seemed to be both fear and regret.
At the same time, a black projection formed on the screen in the room.
A strong man with a crab head led a girl with a sweet smile, and was welcomed by the entire Krypton with the etiquette of receiving a visiting minister.
Hearing Qiao Al's words, Carrot Al felt relieved. It was as if a big stone had finally been removed from his heart, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Do you know what he fears most?
What he fears most is hearing that his mother is Bardock, that would be such a shame.
Jor Al was surprised for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand Carrot's look of relief. Tony Stark stood there, catching the keyword, and touched his chin thoughtfully:
"So...this is a social event between two planets?"
Natasha Romanoff murmured: "An alien communication visit."
Compare the curiosity aroused by the two of them and the excitement of exploring the unknown alien world.
After Carrot El heard this, he frowned slightly and felt a little doubt in his heart.
The Saiyans are a cruel and murderous race, killing planets and planets wherever they go. How could they visit Krypton in such a gentle manner?
However, the next second, Jor Al gave the answer:
"No, it's business activities to be precise."
"Um?"
"We're going to buy a planet from them."
Natasha and Tony froze in shock: "???"
