"Nonsense."
Andrew laughed when he heard that. "Only one or two hundred women. How could that possibly exceed Wonder Woman's imagination?"
"One or two hundred? Are you some kind of animal? And that was what you meant by nonsense?"
Wonder Woman couldn't help but mock him. Andrew burst out laughing. Of course, there weren't one or two hundred, but he had indeed been rather promiscuous in this universe. There were still dozens.
To avoid being angered to death, Wonder Woman didn't ask for details. She went to the side to improve her strength. After a while, Catwoman woke up. She stared at Wonder Woman in terror and wanted to seek comfort in Andrew's arms.
Wonder Woman shot her a sidelong glance. Catwoman stiffened and obediently sat down, placing both hands on her knees like an elementary school student.
Andrew laughed heartily. Catwoman had probably never been this well-behaved in her life. As expected, Wonder Woman was perfectly suited to being the big sister.
Next, Andrew visited the presidents of various countries in a short period of time. There was no need to describe the process. In short, the presidents all "welcomed" Doomsday's arrival and expressed their willingness to obey Andrew's orders and fight the Zerg together.
Even their nuclear weapons had been controlled by someone else. How could they refuse? Of course, these countries would not be entirely obedient. Quite a few people were plotting to obtain Ability Potions, while others secretly drafted plans to crack down on superheroes.
The local superheroes had gone too far. They had to be suppressed—ruthlessly suppressed.
In addition, the presidents all received a list of supplies Andrew wanted them to gather. Turning the entire global population into Ability Users required vast quantities of materials for Potion Creation. It was impossible for a single potion