I put monsters and super powers in America

I put monsters and super powers in America

Author: Crab Nebula

Project Description:

The main dragon traveled through time and space and became an Asian high school student in an American high school. As soon as he appeared, he was blocked in the bathroom by the redneck football captain and bullied.

But the next second, he gained the power to distribute monsters and super powers.

"It's time for America to pay the price for what it has done!"

"America against America, this is a good script."

Then, the main dragon casually distributed the super powers and monsters brought out from Gaia's dream.

The Federation's "Super Marun" and the Sioux beastmen fought each other, the Leftist wizards and the "Red Neck Giants" fought each other, and the sea dragon Leviathan tore apart the entire aircraft carrier formation with his bare hands. The whole continent was so lively!

"Let this continent burn! Let us witness the end of New Rome!"

PS: Monster superpowers fight, America against America, the protagonist is behind the scenes

Volume One

1. Man!

“Hey, Qinqiang is poor!”

A burly figure was blocking the door of the graffiti-covered toilet cubicle, veins bulging on his neck, which had been tanned crimson by the sun; his bony fingers pulled at the corners of his eyes, narrowing them into two upward slits.

"I heard that your dead father left you a lot of money?"

"You've made a fortune, haven't you? Can you lend me some money?"

Looking at this stereotypical red neck, the main dragon sighed silently.

He was originally a member of the National Geographic Expedition Team. During a geological survey, he was accidentally hit on the head by a huge silicified ginkgo tree fossil.

When he opened his eyes again, he had become a Chinese high school student with the same name, struggling to survive at No. 499 High School on Roosevelt Avenue in Queens, New York, the most chaotic high school in New York.

When he opened his eyes again, he also received a piece of news - the original owner's father, whom he had never met, was murdered on the street the night before he traveled through time. He was stabbed seven times in the back and died in a miserable way.

The insurance company had a change of heart and paid $50,000 in compensation.

Apparently, the news leaked out.

The guy who trapped him in the bathroom was called Brock. He was the captain of the school's football team and an outer member of the nearby gang "White Eagle". Relying on his tall stature and gang background, he was domineering in the school and especially liked to cause trouble for Asian students.

Zhulong, an Asian who had just made some money, had no relatives, and was generally recognized as "docile", naturally became the ATM in his mind.

Brock took a few steps forward, and the strong smell of body odor mixed with the smell of cheap cologne hit him in the face.

"Kid, you can't spend all that money. Be smart and lend me three or five thousand." He lowered his voice, his tone full of threat, "Otherwise, I don't mind letting you follow in your father's footsteps."

The two followers behind him - one tall and thin, the other short and thick - were blocking the toilet door, with gloating smiles on their faces and snickering from time to time.

"Hey……"

The Dragon Master pulled out a bank card from his pocket and held it in front of Brock: "The money is all here. Come closer and I'll tell you the password."

A trace of greed and disdain flashed in Brock's eyes, and he leaned forward.

"Yellow coward," he muttered disdainfully.

In the eyes of anti-intellectual rednecks like him, Asians are all docile and cowardly, and are softies who will only shout "I am weak, don't bully me" when bullied; he naturally has no defenses against the main dragon.

But he didn't notice at all that the main dragon's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Man!"

Before Brock could react, he felt a huge force slamming into his nose!

The severe pain went straight to the top of my head!

The main dragon's elbow hit the bridge of his nose accurately and fiercely!

With a crisp "crack" sound and accompanied by severe pain, warm liquid gushed out of his nasal cavity.

Without waiting for Brock to react, the main dragon delivered another fierce side kick that hit Brock in the chest, causing the 180-pound man to stagger a few steps and fall heavily on the toilet floor full of sewage.

Brock curled up on the ground, covering his bleeding nose with both hands, whimpering like a dying beast, his body twitching in pain.

The smiles on the faces of the two followers at the door froze instantly. They stared at the main dragon blankly like two frightened quails.

The main dragon ignored them and walked straight towards the toilet exit.

Just as he was about to step out of the toilet door frame, a beast-like roar suddenly came from behind him.

"Kill...you!"

With an inarticulate roar, Brock struggled to get up from the ground.

His face was covered in blood and flesh, one hand was covering his deformed nose, while the other hand pulled out a switchblade that gleamed coldly from the inner pocket of his jacket.

The rapid secretion of adrenaline made him temporarily forget the severe pain. Like a mad bull, he rushed towards the back of the main dragon with madness and swiftness to destroy everything.

"Trouble!"

Although Zhulong has stepped up his training recently and is no longer a weakling, his skills are limited to using sneak attacks to seriously injure a big white man like Brock.

Asking him to fight with bare hands would be a bit too much to ask.

At the critical moment, a rapid stream of information, like an electronic synthesized sound, suddenly rang out in his mind:

[+200 Willpower, derived from Brock Stone's murderous intent and rage]

[You have accumulated more than 2000 wishes (2103/2000). Gaia's Dream will be open to you.]

[When entering Gaia's dream, real time will be completely suspended. ]

【Do you want to enter now? 】

Willing power!

This is the "thing" he has been trying to obtain since he crossed into this body.

The Lord Dragon discovered early on that when people have strong emotional fluctuations due to his actions or the consequences of his actions - whether it is fear, hatred, greed, admiration, or love, regardless of whether the people who have emotions know the Lord Dragon or whether they know that it was the Lord Dragon who did those things, he can gain this invisible energy named "willpower".

However, he never knew what the use of this wish power was.

Now, he understands.

"Yes!"

The master dragon said silently in his heart without any hesitation.

In an instant, everything around froze.

Brock's face was twisted with madness, the tip of the switchblade flashing with cold light was less than a centimeter away from his back, even the saliva and blood splashing in the air were suspended in mid-air, as if time had been paused.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible pulling sensation came, and the main dragon's consciousness seemed to be sucked into a deep vortex.

The scene before my eyes changes.

He found himself "standing" on a strange land he had never seen before.

The air was filled with the rich smell of humus.

And he himself... turned into a ginkgo tree seedling only half a meter tall, with a slender trunk and sparse branches and leaves, rooted in a moist land covered with ferns.

A strange sense of connection came from his "roots", as if the earth was an extension of his body.

【Gaia Ginkgo Tree (Seedling Stage)】

[Growth: 0/1000 (Next stage: Small tree stage)]

[The Gaia Ginkgo Tree is your incarnation in Gaia's dream, bound to your life.]

Well, now I’m in a vegetable state!

Fortunately, even though it has grown into a tree, the field of vision is still there - it is an all-round perception that cannot be described in words.

Through it, the main dragon discovered that under its own shade, curled up was a Tyrannosaurus Rex cub covered with tender yellow feathers and about three meters long.

Its eyes were tightly closed, its chest rose and fell regularly, and it seemed to be immersed in a sweet dream, occasionally letting out a faint snoring or two.

As the archosaur focused its attention on the sleeping little Tyrannosaurus Rex, new information emerged:

[Detected your subordinate creature, 'Tyrannosaurus Rex Cub', rarity: rare. Possessing the innate skill: 'Agility' (improves nerve reaction speed and limb coordination).]

[Consume 2000 willpower to copy the skill 'Agility']

"Yes!" the main dragon confirmed.

[2000 points of willpower consumed, 103 points remaining. Skill 'Agility' has been copied.]

【You can give skills to yourself or others. 】

[The host has the right to revoke the skills granted. After revocation, the owner of the skills will die immediately. The host can also monitor the person who granted the skills through this system.]

[The person who receives the skill cannot use the skill to harm the host.]

[Who do you want to give "agility" to? ]

"Leave it to me!"

[Understood. The skill "Agility" has been granted to the host.]

"Okay! Back to the real world!"

[Due to the dimensionality reduction of high-dimensional power, the skill 'Agility' will be upgraded to 'Tyrant's Shadow' (Cub Level) in the real world: Your speed, strength, and reaction will be greatly improved, like the figure of an ancient tyrant descending.]

An indescribable warmth instantly flowed from the void back into his body, which was suspended in the real world, and the solidified world began to flow again.

"Whoosh-!"

Brock's knife tip continued to stab towards his back with a sound of breaking through the air!

But the main dragon at this moment is completely different!

"too slow."

In the eyes of the main dragon, Brock's movements seemed to be replayed in slow motion; his body also burst out with amazing strength and speed, and with agility beyond human limits, he moved half a step to the left like lightning.

laugh!

The switchblade brushed past the corner of his clothes, and Brock's attack missed. His bloody face was full of surprise and disbelief.

The main dragon didn't give him any time to react.

He turned around and grabbed Brock's knife-holding wrist with his right hand like a pair of pliers, and twisted it hard!

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of broken bones was heard again, and Brock let out a scream even more miserable than when his nose was broken before. The switchblade in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Zhulong didn't stop moving, and kicked out with his left foot like lightning, hitting Brock's lower abdomen!

"Oh!"

Brock flew backwards with his body bent as if he was hit by a speeding truck.

"boom!"

He knocked over the thin wooden planks of the toilet cubicle and fell awkwardly beside the filthy urinal.

The main dragon bent down to pick up the switchblade on the ground, walked in front of Brock, and looked at him coldly.

He raised his foot and stepped hard on Brock's left arm, letting Brock scream like a slaughtered pig and struggle in vain.

Then he raised the switchblade in his hand and pointed it at Brock's left hand.

"No--!" Brock screamed in horror, his body shaking violently.

The main dragon had no expression on his face, and his arms dropped steadily and powerfully.

"Pfft!"

The sharp tip of the knife pierced Brock's palm cleanly and nailed his palm firmly to the floor full of sewage!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Heart-wrenching howls rang out in the toilet. His body was convulsing violently due to the extreme pain. Tears, snot, saliva and blood mixed together, making his already horrible face even more distorted and terrifying.

[Willpower +300, Humiliation, anger, and fear from Brock.]