A Welcome Sight

Help me!!!

It was hard to imagine that this cry for help had come from the famous Superman Clark.

In any case, Chen Mu was in an excellent mood when he heard the plea for help. Watching Clark get violently beaten by Zod and the other two, he did not rush in to help right away.

Clark would not die anyway. Let him take a beating a little longer.

"Go ahead and scream! Scream your throat raw, and no one will come to help you!"

Zod and the others grinned viciously as they unleashed a frenzied barrage on Clark. Even Superman, facing three Kryptonians with the same abilities, was beaten so badly that he cried for his parents.

Clark's heart was filled with regret. He had such a powerful body, yet he had never thought to properly learn how to control it. Now, facing the extraordinarily gifted Zod and the others—or rather, Zod and the others, who had been born warriors—he was simply no match for them.

He had basked in the sun for thirty years for nothing, only to be pinned down and ground into the dirt by Zod and the others, who had only been under the sun for a few days. It was truly hard to take.

What pained Clark the most, however, was catching sight of Chen Mu out of the corner of his eye, smiling cheerfully from the side as though he was delighted to watch Clark get beaten up.

Where could he possibly go to argue about that?

After all, Chen Mu had kept asking him whether he needed help, and he had insisted that he did not.

Now that Chen Mu was enjoying the show, Clark had nothing to say.

Still, Clark found some comfort in the fact that China's military strength had