On Earth, the apocalypse grew ever more severe, and the order of society was collapsing. What could anyone do? It was the end of the world—why would anyone still go to work?
That day, the United Nations held a global livestream, with Andrew delivering the speech. Every television and every phone was forced to display it. Behind Andrew stood a group of superheroes, making for quite an imposing sight.
"I know you must all be wondering right now: Who am I? Why am I appearing on your TVs or phones?"
Andrew said, "First, the reason you've been having nightmares is because of me. You heard that right. I caused them."
The public was stunned for a moment before erupting into curses. This guy had made them suffer nightmares every day, and he actually had the nerve to admit it publicly?
"I know many of you are cursing me right now. Don't worry, this Savior won't settle scores afterward or strike you with lightning. Uh, Ms. Gray in Manhattan, New York—you cursed me seven times and even slandered me for not being handsome enough. That was a little excessive."
Andrew continued, "Don't make that face. I'm not so petty that I'd write down the fact that you cursed me seven times in a little notebook, then find a chance to strike you seven times."
"You absolutely would."
The public all complained at once, while feeling rather shocked. He could actually hear them cursing him?
The superheroes, meanwhile, were speechless. Mr. Wang really did have an awful personality.
"I won't waste time with nonsense. I'm a superhero who returned from the future to save you and save the world. Don't mock the Terminator reference; plenty of people already have."
Andrew said, "In other words, those weren't nightmares. They were the real apocalypse.