I put monsters and super powers in America

Immediately afterwards, almost all the core members of the base in the conference room followed suit. For a moment, low prayers echoed in the conference room.

Only the main dragon and Tifa looked at each other with a hint of confusion on their faces.

"What's going on? It's suddenly turned into a religious gathering?"

Tifa quietly touched the main dragon's arm and looked at him inquiringly.

The Lord Dragon didn't comment, but just signaled her not to worry about it.

However, he was in a dilemma.

because……

[+1000 Wishes, from the prayers of the people of Anduriel.]

[+50 Wishes, from Aaron and Louis' sincere prayers]

I don’t know how the system judged it, but these people are all praying to the main dragon!

"No, I'm not sitting on the Golden Throne, so don't pray like that!"

"My surname isn't Lord, but Hong? My real identity is the younger brother of Hong Tianwang? The third son of Master Huohua?"

"Father Heaven and Mother Heaven gave birth to their eldest son, Jesus, the Heavenly Brother, and their second son, Hong Tianwang. And then there's me? What am I? A Heavenly Brother?"

Just as the main dragon was thinking about these things, the short prayer ceremony ended.

Louis's face regained its slightly smug expression. He patted his chest and boasted to Tifa and Aaron, "How was it? Didn't I finally turn that giant lizard into a barbecue? It looked quite intimidating, but it was nothing special."

The main dragon listened from the side, turned his head away and rolled his eyes.

"Yes, our hero Louis is really amazing. He killed a little cub in Gaia's dream." Of course, he couldn't say this out loud.

After all, Louis is still providing him with power of will.

[Willpower +300, derived from Louis's pride and excitement] (continues to increase at a rate of 10 points per minute)

"Tsk, not bad."

The Dragon Master's attention quickly shifted to the wish power panel. After this wave of events, he had reaped a huge reward.

[Willpower +300, derived from Tifa's battle excitement and sense of justice]

The main dragon decided to strike while the iron was hot and harvest more from Tifa.

He turned his head and gave Tifa beside him a thumbs-up, silently praising her with his mouth: "Well done!"

Tifa's cheeks flushed slightly, but soon the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she showed a bright and confident smile to the main dragon.

[Willpower +80, from Tifa's joy]

After becoming a "superhero", Tifa's temperament has changed, at least she is much more confident.

Aaron Bushnell's contribution was also considerable.

[Willpower +600, derived from Aaron Bushnell's complex emotions]

From the shock and confusion of miraculous recovery from the near-death state, to the ecstasy and sense of mission of obtaining God-given power, to the exhilaration and satisfaction of personally destroying monsters and saving innocent people, and the relief and excitement of finding "fellow travelers", every emotion is strong and pure.

Even Atlas Graham contributed 100 points of willpower for successfully absorbing Aaron, the "chosen one".

The medical staff in the ambulance, the patient's family, and the doctor on duty who witnessed the "miracle" also provided a total of 500 points of wish power to the main dragon.

As for the beautiful Secretary of Defense and a large group of staff officials who were far away in Washington, who were celebrating the "major breakthrough" of the "Super Soldier Project", they contributed a full 3000 points of willpower to the main dragon.

After the brief and slightly fanatical "celebration party", Atlas Graham stopped the main dragon and Tifa who were about to leave.

"Mr. Lord Dragon, Ms. Tifa, please stay." Atlas' voice remained steady, but there was a subtle inquiry in his eyes. "If it's convenient, we would like to speak with you two."

Louis and Aaron exchanged a look and followed tacitly.

14. Super Marun Project, codenamed "SM"

When the main dragon heard that Atlas wanted to talk to him and Tifa, his heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that Old Deng has figured out something?" He nodded to Tifa with a calm expression.

The group returned to the high-tech conference room again.

This time, the Lord Dragon and Tifa stood side by side on one side of the conference table, while Atlas, Luif, and Aaron stood on the other side, forming two clearly defined small groups.

There was a subtle tension in the air.

To the dragon's surprise, Atlas did not get straight to the point.

"Mr. Master Dragon," Atlas said, crossing his arms in front of him and looking at him deeply. "You come from the East. I believe you have a deeper understanding of that ancient and great civilization."

"I also worked and lived there for a period of time, so I have some superficial understanding of the land and the people there."

"Unlike many Westerners who view the East as the 'Yellow Peril' or mock it as 'yellow monkeys,' I am filled with admiration and yearning for that civilization." Atlas' tone was sincere, but it was difficult to tell whether it was a rhetorical ploy or genuine recognition. "The imperial examination system, which selected officials through examinations, avoided the monopoly of aristocratic families; the comprehensive performance evaluation system for officials; the concept of 'great unification', which united vast territories and hundreds of millions of people; the unimaginable social mobilization capacity, which enabled the concentrated efforts to accomplish many grand projects that would seem unimaginable to the West; and the values ​​that have been maintained for thousands of years without collapse, the pragmatic yet forward-thinking long-term vision, all of which have endowed your civilization with unyielding vitality."

"If Jesus were to be reborn, he would probably be more attracted to your hometown than to our Darwinian society."

He enumerated incessantly what he considered to be the superiorities of Eastern civilization, his words filled with undisguised admiration.

"It's just that," Atlas paused, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and his tone was filled with a hint of incomprehensible confusion, "the only thing that puzzles me is... such a powerful and prosperous civilization, why... doesn't believe in God? Or a god like God?"

Yes, this was a huge knot in Atlas' heart—how could a pagan, even atheistic civilization achieve such brilliant achievements, and even rapidly approach his ideal earthly paradise...

This is simply challenging the foundation of his faith!

This is so unreasonable!

The existence of the great Eastern country gave Atlas a terrifying thought in his heart - God, Jesus or gods are like the air in Lay's potato chips, all of which are unnecessary; even if a civilization does not believe in gods, it can continue to approach heaven on earth!

His sharp eyes swept over the main dragon.

It was obvious that the incompatibility between the main dragon and Tifa had been noticed during the prayer session before the celebration banquet.

His heartfelt "Eastern Praise" today, in addition to expressing goodwill, probably has a deeper purpose of testing the attitude of the Lord Dragon and confirming whether this atheist young man who possesses the incredible BUG of "ability invalidation" can get along with devout believers like them.

The main dragon listened to Atlas's "high-sounding speech" calmly and understood it in his heart.

He just wanted to laugh because...

"We don't believe in the outdated eldest son, Jesus. Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother clearly prefer the youngest son, Hong Tianwang, okay..."

Of course, he would never say such a joke.

"Mr. Graham," the Dragon Master said calmly, "I think we can seek common ground while reserving our differences."

"At least for the foreseeable future, our goals are the same - to protect innocent lives in the chaos that lies ahead, and perhaps... to try to establish a fairer, more reasonable order."

The Lord Dragon did not directly respond to Atlas's question about faith. Instead, he changed the subject and said objectively, "As for religion, although I am reluctant to discuss the reality of the Lord, I think it can be regarded as an ideology and a form of organization."

"At certain historical stages, religion has indeed played a positive role in rallying people, regulating morality, and providing spiritual comfort." He paused, looking at Atlas calmly. "At least in today's America, using religion to unite and organize like-minded people is undoubtedly an effective means."

He extended his hand calmly. "Personally, Tifa and I are willing to cooperate with an emerging organization like Anduriel, one with relatively pure goals, strong cohesion, and the ability to act."

A trace of relief flashed across Atlas' deep eyes, and then a sincere smile appeared on his face.

He tightly grasped the hand extended by Lord Dragon and shook it vigorously: "Mr. Lord Dragon, seek common ground while reserving differences. I have heard this saying more than once in your hometown."

"Eastern wisdom is simple, effective, and fascinating. On behalf of 'Anduriel', I once again formally welcome you to join us!"

Tifa and the main dragon left the conference room and walked through the slightly empty underground corridor to the temporary rest room prepared for them.

"Master Dragon," Tifa said softly, breaking the silence. There was a hint of confusion in her bright, deep brown eyes. "I think... Mr. Atlas and the others are a little strange. Especially when they were praying just now..."

"Although they don't look like bad people, this fanatical religious atmosphere always makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

The Dragon Lord shrugged, his tone relaxed: "They are weird, but compared to those we encountered before, such as the scum of the White Eagle Gang or those people in the Ministry of Defense, Atlas and his men at least have a bottom line and ideals."

He paused, looking at Tifa, a playful smile curling his lips. "In the future, we're sure to encounter more bizarre organizations, as well as even more outrageous 'expensive individuals' within the American government. Compared to those humanoids, Atlas Graham is definitely trying to be 'human.'"

"Besides," the Dragon Master said with a light tone and confidence, "if they really go astray in the future, or if any problems arise that we don't want to see, I will 'correct' them."

Tifa was slightly startled when she heard that, and then stars twinkled in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She nodded vigorously, and a beautiful blush appeared on her cheeks.

[+100 Wishes, from Tifa's worship, peace of mind]

"It would be great if I could have a few more little fans like this around me. It would feel really... great to use them to generate power of wishes." The main dragon was thinking silently in his heart.

On the other side, in the conference room, Atlas was lost in thought.

Louis rubbed his chin, his eyes, which had been flashing with lightning, narrowed slightly. A hint of uncertainty lingered in his tone. "That guy called Zhulong... I always feel like there's something wrong with him." He recalled the strange moment when his abilities suddenly "failed." "When he spoke to me, he seemed quite equal and polite, but that tone and demeanor always gave me a feeling of... superiority, as if he had everything under control."

He paused, as if searching for a suitable word to describe the feeling, and finally said hesitantly, "It's like... God is looking down on us mortals."

Aaron Bushnell, standing nearby, nodded in agreement. His face, now pale from the burns he had just recovered from, was filled with seriousness and piety. "Exactly! I feel the same way! Who does he think he is? The 'Lord' who controls everything?"

Atlas simply shrugged lightly, an enigmatic smile curling his lips. "His abilities are indeed very special. And," he paused, his gaze becoming more profound, "I'm sure this kid still holds many secrets. His power is far more than just 'ability nullification'."

Atlas slowly walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and gazed at the busy base. His tone was filled with an indescribable complex emotion. "But I firmly believe that the existence of the Lord Dragon is absolutely a crucial part of the Lord's great plan."

He turned around and looked at Louis and Aaron, a self-deprecating smile on his face. "It's just that the Lord's way of doing things can sometimes be really... humorous. He actually chose an atheist from the East to serve as the key to His plan."

While Atlas and others were secretly speculating about the mystery of the main dragon, an experiment concerning the future was being carried out in a secret military base in northern New York State.

The body of the giant Yabe dragon cub that was electrocuted by Louis has been carefully decomposed.

The researchers carefully extracted and purified the mysterious golden substance from its tissue cells as if it were the most precious treasure - the source of extraordinary power which they named "extraordinary factor".

After countless dilutions, purifications and ingredient analyses, the first batch of relatively stable and safe "enhanced liquid" was finally produced.

Immediately afterwards, a large-scale yet secretive "skin test screening" was quietly launched inside major military bases across the United States.

Tens of thousands of soldiers received subcutaneous injections of trace amounts of "super factors" in the name of routine vaccination, and their physical data were monitored 24 hours a day.

In the end, after countless failures and eliminations, fortunately, no one died among the more than 10,000 soldiers; but there were only twenty "lucky ones" whose physical fitness and genetic sequences showed a high degree of adaptability to the "super factor".

Some of them are from the Marine Corps, some are from the Delta Force, some are ace pilots from the Air Force, and some are even secret agents from the CIA.

At this moment, they all have a common code name - "Super Marun", abbreviated as "SM".

Inside a heavily guarded underground laboratory, the twenty "Super Maruns," dressed in uniform white lab coats, lined up in a solemn formation. Each of their arms had an IV tube connected, and the gleaming golden "Supernatural Factor Enhancement Fluid" was injected drop by drop into their veins.

The Minister of Defense stood behind a huge one-way observation window, staring at everything in the laboratory through the thick bulletproof glass with fanatical eyes.

"Soon...soon we'll have our own legion of super soldiers!" he muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Our era has just begun!"

15 (Part 1). Today’s Gaia Dream is also very peaceful.

Over the next few days, Dragonite and Tifa returned to their daily lives at 499 High School as if nothing had happened.

Under Atlas's visible hand, the incident at the 78th Street apartment building in Queens no longer had anything to do with the extraordinary.

"Gang fight", the gunman died, how pleasant it sounds.

One of them was judged to have accidentally fallen to his death during the exchange of fire." The other who died at his doorstep was also determined by the police to have been shot in the head at close range by a shotgun during a gang fight.

The subsequent impact of the White Eagle Gang's demise did not directly affect them due to the "cleanup" by Atlas and Louis.

Of course, after that thrilling experience, the invisible bond between the two became closer, and they naturally spent more time together.

Tifa accepted the advice of the main dragon and did not give up her thirst for knowledge just because she had extraordinary power.

UC Berkeley is too far away from Anduriel's secret base in New York, and the West Coast branch has not yet been formed, so going there is obviously unrealistic.

She set her sights on the State University of New York system, especially the University at Buffalo, which is known for its science and engineering programs. It seemed to have become their new tacit goal.

The worries about scholarships have long since vanished.

Atlas Graham had hinted that a special scholarship covering all tuition and living expenses would be readily available if they just asked, but Tifa still chose to bury herself in her studies.

She still listened to Zhulong's words, "It never hurts to read more."

But the shockingly bad 449 High School certainly couldn't teach them anything, so the two of them simply "strategically gave up" the afternoon class.

They plunged into the relatively quiet corner of the school library, but the content of their reading changed from doing exercises to various sociology and history works.

The main dragon will read the book "America Against America" ​​over and over again.

In the afternoon sunshine, the girl's long black hair occasionally brushed against the boy's focused profile.

Now, when the closing bell rings and the old lady waves her feather duster and shouts out the iconic phrase "Closed! Young lovers!" in full force, Tifa is no longer shy.

She would raise her head and give the old lady a bright and brilliant smile, with a hint of cunning unique to young girls in her eyes. Then she would reach out her hand without hesitation, take the main dragon's wrist, and walk out of the library side by side with her head held high.

[+20 Wishes, kind teasing from the librarian]

[+50 Wishes, Joy and Peace of Mind from Tifa]

The main dragon was silently enjoying this "sweet burden", and the numbers on the wish panel were steadily increasing.

At the same time, the wish prompts from Gaia's dream were like a 24-hour secret intelligence network, continuously transmitting dynamics from every corner to him.

Things were relatively quiet on the Atlas side, and Anduriel seemed to have entered a dormant period of secret development. Only occasionally would there be news of Atlas's contribution of [+5 Willpower, derived from Atlas's confusion], which was due to Atlas's deep contemplation on some profound philosophical or theological question.