I put monsters and super powers in America

The car door closed silently, isolating the noise from the outside world; the interior of the car was filled with the mixed smell of high-quality leather and a light cigar.

The driver started the car smoothly and merged into the traffic.

Along the way, no one in the car spoke and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

The main dragon looked at Atlas beside him. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and sat upright even in the car. Every subtle movement revealed the calmness and control of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time.

The Maybach drove through several blocks and finally stopped slowly at the entrance of another equally inconspicuous alley.

At the entrance of the alley, a figure was already waiting there.

He was tall and thin, wearing a dark gray combat uniform with a striking bright yellow lightning logo on his chest. He wore a pair of large sunglasses that covered most of his face, revealing only his angular chin and tightly pursed lips.

In his hand, he was holding a thick folder.

This is none other than Luigi Mangione, who escaped from the Sing Sing Prison.

The rear door opened again, and Louis swiftly slipped in and sat side by side with Atlas, facing the main dragon and Tifa.

He nodded slightly to Atlas and said, "It's all resolved."

Tifa heard this and blurted out subconsciously: "What's solved?"

Louis took off his sunglasses, glanced at her, and said lightly, "White Eagle Gang," as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"A bunch of scum, they deserve to die."

"I dealt with them all and took a lot of interesting things from the safe."

After saying that, he turned his gaze towards the Dragonite and Tifa, a scrutinizing smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "Is this the new 'Evolver'?"

Louis raised his right hand, and a thin blue arc of electricity jumped and swirled at his fingertips like a naughty elf, making a slight "crackling" sound.

There was a faint smell of ozone in the air.

"As you can see." He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you? Show it?"

Atlas picked up the tablet computer beside him at the right time, opened a video and handed it to Louis.

On the screen was a thrilling scene captured by a drone from high altitude. It showed a gunman flying out of the third-floor window downstairs of Tifa's apartment building, screaming as if he was hit by an invisible force.

"The drone arrived a little too late and didn't record what was happening inside the house. However," Atlas turned his gaze to the main dragon and pointed at his bloodstained clothing, "If my guess is correct, this Miss Tifa should have two abilities."

Atlas' voice was steady and persuasive. "One is superhuman agility and strength, enough to knock a grown man away like a puppet. The other is healing ability, capable of quickly repairing severe physical damage. It's a perfect combination of offense and defense."

He paused, his eyes moving between the main dragon and Tifa, with a knowing smile: "As for the other one... I think it should be the boyfriend of this super girl? Maybe we can arrange a logistics position for him."

Tifa's cheeks flushed red, she subconsciously lowered her head, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands nervously, but she didn't say anything to refute.

Louis's gaze lingered on the main dragon for a few seconds, with a playful smile.

The Dragon Master spoke at this moment, trying his best to appear weak and incredible. "When I was shot just now, on the brink of life and death, I seemed to have awakened some power."

He spread his hands, his expression a little confused. "But I myself... don't know what it is."

Upon hearing this, Louis raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested in this statement.

He extended his right hand, palm facing the dragon, and a stronger arc of electricity gathered at his fingertips. "Let me try."

However, just as he was about to release the electric current, the expression on Louis's face suddenly froze.

His brows were furrowed tightly, and his fingers trembled slightly, but the expected flash of lightning did not appear.

He looked at his palm in astonishment, then looked at the main dragon in disbelief.

"What's going on?! My power... is gone?!"

There was a storm in Louis' heart.

He could clearly feel that the surging power of thunder and lightning in his body still existed, but no matter how he urged it, he could not release it!

Facing the dragon, he felt like an ordinary prisoner waiting for death on the electric chair. All his extraordinary powers were completely suppressed by an invisible force, disappearing without a trace! This feeling was even more frightening and confusing than the oppression he felt when facing the lacewing monster.

Atlas was acutely aware of Louis's anomaly, and he looked at the dragon with unprecedented attention and surprise. "This... this is..."

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "The power that Master Dragon has awakened... is very special. If I'm not mistaken, it should be some form of... 'ability nullification'."

"This is a very special power that is difficult to evaluate."

In fact, this is the basic ability that Gaia's Dream gives to the main dragon - any existence that has been given abilities by the main dragon, or whose power comes from Gaia's Dream, cannot use the power it obtains to harm the main dragon.

Atlas tapped his thigh lightly with his index finger, his eyes flickering, his heart filled with excitement. "If this power can be stably controlled, then for attracting and managing other 'evolvers', it would be a divine authority!"

The atmosphere in the car became even more tense because of this surprising discovery.

Atlas cleared his throat, breaking the silence. His voice regained its usual calmness and confidence. "Everyone, I think we need to have a frank discussion. Mr. Louis, Ms. Tifa, and Mr. Lord Dragon, you are all among the first to awaken in this era. This world is undergoing drastic changes that we cannot predict."

He said in a serious tone: "The first flame that will burn Sodom has fallen."

"I believe it's time to establish an organization of our own. One that can bring together those of us who possess special powers and use our power to change this sinking country."

"Furthermore," Atlas glanced at the three of them, "I suspect that monsters like Mothman won't be isolated cases. In the future, there will inevitably be more such extraordinary creatures, even... more terrifying ones. Whether it's to prevent this country from sliding into a deeper abyss, to protect those innocent people, or even simply to survive, we all need to unite and huddle together for warmth."

He changed the subject, a hint of sarcasm on his lips. "Of course, you can also choose to surrender to the authorities of this country. However, both Mr. Louis and Ms. Tifa have already experienced the authorities' style, right?"

Louis snorted coldly and said nothing, but his clenched fists made his attitude clear. Tifa thought of his tragically dead father and his destitute mother, his eyes reddening slightly as he shook his head vigorously.

The main dragon also shrugged.

Atlas smiled with satisfaction. "Very good. Then, everyone, welcome to Anduriel."

Joining an organization is exactly what the Dragon Lord wants.

He can play a key role in this emerging organization, hiding behind the scenes to observe and guide the development of events, and stepping forward at the right time to accept the attention and gratitude of the people as a member of the heroic team when these future "heroes" solve the crisis, thereby efficiently harvesting the power of will.

In addition, when the main dragon "showed off" just now, Louis provided 300 willpower, while Atlas only provided 50 points; the main dragon can roughly confirm that the extraordinary people who accept his power provide him with far more willpower than ordinary people.

Being surrounded by a group of heroes, you can naturally enjoy the huge amount of willpower they generate every day.

"However, a newly formed organization still needs time to grow and accumulate strength," the Dragon Master mused. "Atlas's attempt to transform the nation with the help of a few newly awakened 'Evolvers' is a bit too radical."

"and……"

He glanced down at his phone. The President had launched a tariff war against the entire world, and even penguins and seals were not spared. This matter had been all over the major news channels, and it had immediately pushed the popularity of "Thunderbolt King vs. Mothman" to the sidelines.

For most people, "King of Thunder" and "Mothman" are just urban legends, but the tariff war really concerns their wallets!

The main dragon's face immediately fell.

"No, why is this Mr. President trying to steal the show from me? Is he really that capable of such a trick?"

"Looks like I need to beef up Homeland Security and the federal army to help Atlas divert their attention. And by the way, I can also snatch back the traffic from the Golden Haired President!"

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness once again sank into the dream of Gaia, which was full of primitive breath.

Meanwhile, outside the White Eagle bar on Roosevelt Avenue in Queens, police sirens blared.

Dozens of police cars surrounded the bar, and the yellow cordon stretched hundreds of meters. Inside the bar, it was like hell on earth.

Sheriff Locks stood at the bar with a sullen expression, his stomach churning as he watched the scene before him, a scene as ravaged by a high-voltage electric current. The air was thick with the stench of burning, blood, and a sickening odor of scorched organs.

All the White Eagle Gang members in the bar, including their leader Tim Rollins, were burned to death by the horrific electric current without exception.

Most of the corpses were in the terrified postures they had before death. Some were curled up in the corner, some fell on the gambling table, and some were still holding their glasses or cursing.

Their skin was charred and carbonized, and even white bones were exposed in some places. Their eyeballs burst out of their sockets, solidifying extreme fear.

The walls, ceilings, and furniture were all covered with charred marks from the ravages of electric current, and some metal objects were even melted into strange shapes by the high temperature.

"Boss... this... this is simply..." A young police officer, face pale, leaned against the wall and retched, his voice trembling with shock. "Is this something a human could do? This is the god of thunder descending to earth!"

Sheriff Lockes took a deep breath, suppressing his fear and discomfort. "Notify the technical department to thoroughly investigate the scene and collect all possible evidence. Also, immediately contact Homeland Security and the FBI to report the situation! Say... Louisfer has struck again, and it's a big deal!"

Just then, a new report came over the intercom: "Sheriff, a shooting occurred in an apartment building three blocks from here. Preliminary confirmation indicates that two gunmen have died. Their deaths were... uh, rather tragic."

Sheriff Rocks rubbed his temples, which were aching from staying up late and overstimulation, and shouted impatiently, "Got it! It was just a gang fight, and two gunmen died! Compared to what happened here, it's nothing! First, seal off the scene and send a few people to guard it until we're done with this!"

His mind was now filled with thoughts of the gang members who had been electrocuted to death in the bar, and of the "Lightning King" Louis Fur, who might be roaming around Queens.

----

A few hours later, at a secret military base somewhere in upstate New York.

"Success! We succeeded!" A burst of suppressed cheers broke out outside the laboratory's reinforced glass observation window.

In the laboratory, two exceptionally strong Caucasian Shepherd dogs were lying calmly in a specially made metal cage. Their black eyes sparkled with wisdom far exceeding that of ordinary dogs. Occasionally, they would stick out their tongues to lick their noses, and they looked no different from ordinary pet dogs.

But everyone knows that three days ago, these two guys were just ordinary, even a little skinny Caucasian puppies.

After three injections of the improved version of "Mothman Essence Extract" and gene editing, it not only grew in size rapidly in a short period of time, but its strength, speed, sense of smell and hearing were also enhanced dozens of times. More importantly, it did not collapse and die like the previous experimental subjects because it could not withstand the power.

The Secretary of Defense's frozen, internet-famous face seemed distorted with extreme excitement. He raised his champagne glass and shouted to the research team on the other side of the screen, "Brilliant! Professor! You are America's heroes! This is a groundbreaking step! The dream of a legion of super soldiers is within reach!"

He even felt that the news that Luif Mangione had once again caused chaos and then successfully escaped did not seem so eye-catching.

In excitement, the Secretary of Defense opened the chat software and typed the word "success" in the group chat of "White House Cabinet Members", and even excitedly typed three exclamation marks; in the end, he was still not satisfied and sent out the emoticons of [fist], [America], and [fire].

He looked up, thinking of everyone present, and shouted, "Collect all the data immediately and begin the next phase of the experiment!"

"Once we truly control the extraordinary, even if it's just preliminary control, we can gain huge bargaining chips for the tariff war that Mr. President has already launched!"

However, the Secretary of Defense did not know that thousands of miles away on the coast of New York State...

"call--!"

A huge shadow was lurking under the sea. In front of it, there were many small shadows cruising like a school of sharks. Together, they formed a huge entity, hovering about 40 kilometers away from the coast.

It seemed like he was waiting for some order.

11. Give the military some strength!

Let’s go back to the time when the Secretary of Defense was celebrating the initial success of the “super dog” experiment.

At this time, in Maybahri of Atlas, the Lord Dragon's consciousness had already quietly sunk into Gaia's dream.

Subtle and gratifying changes are taking place on this pristine land.

The chick is a lot bigger than a Tyrannosaurus Rex cub, and is lying on its side beside a tree, dozing with its eyes closed.

The huge corpse of the strange dragon, weighing more than 100 kilograms, lay quietly not far from the ginkgo tree, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Even with the greedy appetite of the Tyrannosaurus Rex cub, it only swallowed the most delicious and tender internal organs in one meal, while most of the muscles and tissues remained intact.

This has undoubtedly become a small ecological flashpoint.

The first thing that was attracted were countless buzzing flies. They hovered over the corpse like a black cloud, landing from time to time, greedily sucking the seeping blood and tissue fluid.

Following closely behind were various small insect-feeding predators - small pterosaurs with a wingspan of less than half a meter. They flapped their leather-covered wings, made sharp chirps, and from time to time swooped down from the air to accurately snatch away a fat fly.

A colorful primitive lizard, dragging its long and thin tail, poked its head out from the grass, sensing the smell of insects with its forked tongue; there were even some enantiornithines that looked very similar to modern birds but had teeth, jumping cautiously nearby and pecking at flies.

As the food chain progresses, larger predators also quietly appear following the smell of blood.

A pair of slender Troodon, about two meters long and covered with brown feathers, also took light steps and wandered cautiously around the corpse of the strange dragon. Their bright eyes flashed with cunning and greed from time to time.

A little further away, there were several more agile Styxraptors with dark feathers. They were small and ferocious dromaeosaurs. At this moment, they lowered their bodies like lurking cheetahs, and the hooks on their big toes flashed with a cold light.

Various prehistoric biological communities, like a dazzling skill library, are displayed in the "vision" of the main dragon.

From the [flight] of small pterosaurs, the [dynamic vision] and [color changing] of various lizards, to the [onomatopoeia] of Troodon that can imitate various calls, to the terrifying [bloodletting] of Styxraptor, countless unique abilities dazzled the main dragon, and for a moment he didn't know where to "start".

But what surprised the main dragon even more was the changes in himself.

As the area's biodiversity increased dramatically, all sorts of animals began to move up and down his trunk, weaving through the branches and leaves, and defecating on the surrounding land.

The feces of these animals, as well as the blood and tissue fluid of the strange dragon's corpse that continuously seeped into the soil, turned into the most natural and pure nutrients, continuously nourishing the ginkgo tree.

then……

【Gaia Ginkgo Tree (Seedling Stage)】

[Growth: 200/1000 (Next stage: Small tree stage)]

The "ecological dividend" brought by the strange dragon's corpse alone made his growth rate soar by 140 points!

The main dragon could clearly feel that its roots were spreading and penetrating in all directions at an astonishing speed, absorbing nutrients from deeper and wider soil.

His trunk had grown thicker, his crown more luxuriant, and new buds seemed to be about to break through the bark on the branches.

The scope of his perception and influence also expanded accordingly, and he even "touched" the edge of the winding river.

"It seems that letting the Tyrannosaurus Rex cub hunt and eat under my shade is also a good way to quickly increase its growth. This way, it may help me save a lot of willpower."

"Wait, my roots sensed something interesting."

Through a thick root deeply embedded in the mud on the river bank, the main dragon felt that there were creatures digging and building nests nearby.

The main dragon began to "pay attention" there.