Shane explained to Shazam that Superman had probably just been warming up with one-fifth of the Earth's weight.
As the humming in his ears grew louder and he felt the enormous machine spanning the continental shelf gradually come fully online, Shane could barely hide the excitement in his eyes.
Even though he possessed power that other ordinary life-forms would consider supreme, he was still genuinely awed by the technological capabilities of the DC world.
Even Viltrum couldn't build something like this!
In the past, training had been manageable for Viltrumites during adolescence, but once they reached a certain level, they couldn't find suitable exercise equipment anywhere on their entire planet.
Some veterans had earned their status precisely because, during their past campaigns of conquest, they had lucked into discovering planets suitable for improving their strength.
For example, near-white dwarfs or super-white dwarfs with extremely dense structures.
To Viltrumites, those were practically perfect pieces of natural exercise equipment.
They could take a short vacation and live on one of those planets until they broke it. By the time they returned, their strength would far outstrip that of other Viltrumites who had previously been their equals.
Apart from that, under normal circumstances, they could only improve through combat.
Civil wars, for example. Once the fighting started, opponents on their level were everywhere. As long as they survived a localized war, they could make some gains.
But the mortality rate was far too high. Nobody fought fair duels in a war. Every enemy in sight had eyes burning with nothing but the desire to kill them. "With this thing, my strength can finally improve steadily and rapidly."
The longer Shane looked, the more excited he became.
Shazam, however, only grew more bored, even starting to yawn.
After roughly twenty minutes, the Earth Bench