"Shit, damn Injustice Superman."
Before, many people had sympathized with Injustice Superman, thinking he had it terribly rough. But now, hearing that he threatened Earth, countless Earthlings cursed loudly. It was bad enough that this bastard had ruined his own Earth—why did he have to come ruin theirs?
"Of course, it's not all bad news. At least this time, no one needs to evacuate, because the battlefield is on the moon."
Andrew said, "However, there are forty Mechanical Supermen, along with an obviously stronger Injustice Superman and General Zod hiding in the back. No one knows how this battle will end."
Andrew's words weighed heavily on everyone's hearts. They put down whatever they were doing and watched Andrew's livestream.
"Superheroes, you have to win."
Countless viewers prayed silently. But when they thought of the Mechanical Supermen's strength, they could not help feeling afraid. Forty Mechanical Supermen—just thinking about it was enough to despair.
They were Mechanical Supermen, only slightly weaker than Superman.
"Another livestream? Why does Andrew Wang keep doing livestreams?"
Lex Luthor stared at the screen in confusion. He was a loyal fan of Andrew's channel. He had never missed a stream, and his donations ranked in the top ten.
No ambitious supervillain would miss Andrew's livestreams. It was basic professional cultivation for a villain.
Moreover, neither General Zod nor Luthor cared that Andrew Wang knew they were following behind. This was an open scheme; even if the Justice League knew, there was nothing they could do.
General Zod said, "Maybe it's a personal hobby?"
"Definitely not. My instincts tell me this has something to do with Andrew Wang's true identity. He is far more than just a pilot."
Curiosity gleamed in Luthor's eyes as he said, "I truly want to know where this genius, who can rival me,