On the surface, in the New 52 world, Superman is going around saving people, but behind the scenes, there are two mortal scroll kings playing chess crazily.
Lex Luthor, the glamorous boss of Metropolis, can think faster than the speed of light, and has deployed layers of back-up tactics to keep the alien power within control.
Batman, a night shift worker in Gotham, squats in the Batcave and types furiously on the keyboard, burying loopholes and drawing red lines everywhere, striving for balance.
The two people were fighting each other crazily across hundreds of kilometers of network cable, splitting moves, predicting, and burying each other's traps. They were fighting inextricably. After fighting, we actually developed a wonderful sympathy for each other that "you are the only one in the world who understands me."
Originally, the two of them planned to continue their tug-of-war, but as a result, the alien fleet ignored martial ethics and drove their spaceship directly to the door of the earth, looking for the Kryptonian orphans by name.
The powerful enemy is overwhelming, and the mortal enemy can only improvise a makeshift team.
Luthor opened a turret in the open for defense; Batman killed monsters and rescued civilians in the dark, and kept an eye on his teammates to prevent him from making small moves; Superman rushed in front to carry the cannonballs, and his dual identity was kept secret by the two bosses tacitly, and no one could reveal it.
On the battlefield, you can save each other and block damage. Once the smoke clears, the check and balance chessboard will restart immediately.
Side by side is work, gaming is instinct.
The hero is responsible for shining, while the two mortal chess players are busy cleaning up the mess caused by the stars.
They are bitter rivals online, but offline they are forced to form a team to play interstellar dungeons.
While working together to save the earth, we don't forget to be wary of each other and engage in games.
Dear superheroes: have you ever considered our feelings?
Intention: Cherish each other in confrontation, mortals join hands to defend against the enemy but do not change their original intention of playing the game.