"Leave it to me?"
Shazam was dumbfounded. How would he know where Lucifer was? Even if he did, he had no ability to send her back to Hell.
"Regarding Lucifer, we'll hold a meeting later and discuss it in detail. If we can send her back to Hell, that would naturally be for the best. The premise is that we first find out where she is."
Iron Man said, "Let's not talk about Lucifer for now. Andrew, I don't object to letting the public vent their stress. After all, the public really is under tremendous pressure."
The superheroes recalled the disasters they had witnessed in the Dream Realm and nodded one after another. Only Wade was dismissive. They were just background characters—why care about them?
Weren't disasters always happening in comics? Nothing major ever came of them. If things really got bad, Flash could just sacrifice himself and reboot everything.
"The issue is, would using the Dream Realm as a game be dangerous?"
Iron Man continued, "With your technology, you could completely develop Holographic Projection Helmets and build an online Game World. That would be much safer."
"Actually, that would be even less safe."
Andrew said, "Holographic Projection Helmets connect to the brain. Add a little voltage, and a person's brain gets cooked.
"By comparison, the Dream Realm is safer. As long as the controller doesn't have a problem, almost nothing can go wrong in the Dream Realm. Even if there is an accident, it can be handled through protective mechanisms. After all, it's only a dream.
"Besides, popularizing Holographic Projection Helmets would be too troublesome. It would take at least a year or two."
In two years, Andrew would already be God. What would be the point of popularizing helmets then?
"I see?"
Iron Man and Batman fell into