There are no more people from Krypton?

[rosebaby3892]

“Hello my son.
– “My son”? But who are you?
– What do you think? Well, let's keep it short. I'm your father, Jor-El. Well, a hologram with his memory. And your real name, even though they had to use it twice before sticking you in a rocket for fun, is Kal-El. Let me tell you the story of our people: our home planet is Krypton. It had an unstable core because we were exploiting it for our energy. And we made babies in vats, special lead too, which is very wrong. We sent ships like this to hundreds of worlds, to prepare for their future colonization. So you'll find the baby vats in question here, but empty. Because, you see, I didn't want us to make genetically pre-programmed babies; I thought that was very unhealthy. Everyone should have the choice of their own destiny.
– Okay: I want to be a pastry chef.
– Holy… gnnn… well, listen, even though I just told you the exact opposite, I'm going to set you a destiny myself without giving you a choice: you must be an example, a hero, a prophet. You must be the one who makes humans think that the people of Krypton are fat people.
– So we're still full? Great!
– Actually, no. Krypton blew up. That's why we sent you here. So you'd be alive and free. The last of our kind.
– So I can be a pastry chef.
– Um… no. No, no, I was telling you, you have to be some kind of… ambassador, an example for humans. So that they like the people of Krypton.
– But what if
– Actually, yes. You'll be able to recreate them using the baby vats. Which are found on this ship. Hence the fact that I wanted you to find this ship, I don't know how.
– Baby tubs that you don't want me to use because it's eugenics and it creates people who are not free to decide their own destiny.
– That's it… oh shit, yeah. Why did I put you in that rocket again? Rah, I know it made me laugh at the time. Okay, let's change the subject. So, I was saying, shortly after General Zod's failed coup, Krypton exploded and…
– Knowing that you made this key before you knew the end of the story, how do you know that Zod was arrested? And that Krypton exploded with no other survivors?
– …
– No, but it doesn't matter, you know, I was raised by Papa Kent, and he was also a bit of an idiot and not very coherent, I got used to it.
– I'll start again. Since the past seems like a tense subject, let's talk about the future: look, I put a typical Krypton jumpsuit in this ship for you, blue, with a red cape. And no underwear, because we wanted to stop the mockery on the subject and make a serious film.
– So instead someone made a movie where everything else is subject to mockery, I see. For example, knowing that we saw the Kryptonian outfits at the beginning of the film, why am I the only one wearing what everyone else wears as underwear? And why is mine all colorful? Am I to understand that, in the absence of Earth underwear, you want me to walk around in the equivalent of Kryptonian underwear? And how did you know that this suit, which was exactly my size, had to be placed in this ship that left for Earth several thousand years ago when you didn't know that you would have a son, or that he would come here one day?
– … boohoo I don’t knowoo.