What did it feel like to appear in space without a spacesuit or any protection?
There was no breathing, no sound, as if nothing existed. His whole body seemed to float freely.
As for bodily fluids boiling or his body swelling, nothing like that happened to Li Ang.
What's more, the high radiation made his cells even more active.
No wonder Kryptonians liked taking a spin through space whenever they had the chance. It felt incredible, as if every cell in his body were partying wildly and soaking up energy. He felt warm all over.
That was because his constitution was different. Unlike an ordinary person, he hadn't been killed instantly by space's hostile environment.
But it still affected him.
He couldn't breathe, so he simply stopped trying.
He couldn't make a sound, so he didn't.
Other than that, he was surprisingly fine.
He looked toward the two figures fighting in the distance.
Superman Clark was clearly winning. General Zod was getting pummeled so badly he didn't know which way was up.
General Zod could only grab onto a satellite to steady himself.
He had no idea whose it was. Its owner had some terrible luck.
Then General Zod grabbed the satellite with both hands and hurled it at Clark.
Clark could only catch it securely and set it aside.
General Zod took the opportunity to launch a dishonorable sneak attack.
Bam!
Their fists collided, and the force was so great that even space seemed to tear.
That tear allowed the two of them to make sounds in space.
"Zod, surrender. I won't do anything to you."
"Never!"
General Zod shouted, "I'm a general, and you're only a farmer's son. If anyone's surrendering, it should be you!"
Faced with such blatant discrimination, Superman Clark saw red.
He didn't think there