"Shit, damn Injustice Superman."
Before this, many people had sympathized with Injustice Superman, thinking he had suffered terribly. But now, upon hearing that Injustice Superman threatened Earth, countless Earthlings cursed him out. It was bad enough that the bastard had ruined his own Earth—why did he have to come ruin theirs?
"Of course, it's not all bad news. At the very least, no one needs to evacuate this time, because the battlefield is on the Moon."
Andrew said, "However, there are forty Mechanical Supermen, a clearly stronger Injustice Superman, and General Zod hiding behind them. 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 inwardly. But when they thought of the Mechanical Supermen's strength, they could not help feeling afraid. Forty Mechanical Supermen—just imagining it was enough to make people despair.
They were Mechanical Supermen, only slightly weaker than Superman himself.
"Another livestream? Why exactly does Andrew Wang keep doing livestreams?"
Lex Luthor stared at the screen in confusion. He was a loyal fan of Andrew's livestreams, never missing a single one, and his donations consistently ranked in the top ten.
No ambitious supervillain would miss Andrew's livestreams. It was basic professional etiquette for a villain.
Besides, 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 about it.
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