I put monsters and super powers in America

Finally, they will go to work in a bookstore called "Wisdom Tree".

This bookstore was naturally owned by Atlas, and its purpose was to provide a stable source of income for the Dragon and Tifa in a respectable way. Their daily work was just to tidy up the shelves, cover the newly arrived books with plastic film, and spend their time behind the cashier holding a book.

Harry Stam, the former political rising star who was tortured to the point of near mental collapse, naturally noticed all this.

"That damn kid, and that bitch... They act like nothing's wrong every day, chatting and laughing, and even... they go on dates in the park!"

Stam hid behind the second-floor window of an abandoned building across from the park, staring at the couple sitting side by side in the park with a cheap drone he had just bought on the black market with cash, his teeth chattering.

In order not to alert the enemy, he had been living like a rat these past few days, purchasing everything he needed with cash, carefully following the two little bastards who had ruined everything for him, and figuring out their unshakable daily routes.

He even hid himself several times at the corner of the alley or in the bushes of the park to observe them closely.

"As long as I find the opportunity...as long as I have the opportunity...I will..."

Today, he finally waited for a trigger that made him completely lose his mind.

He clearly heard that damn Asian boy showing off to the girl next to him with a smug look on his face:

"Did you see that? That anonymous harassing call to the TV show. Look at that idiot! His face turned pale!"

Tifa also happily agreed, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, but like the sharpest knife, piercing Stam's heart again and again.

"Humph, he deserves it!"

"boom--!!!"

The boiling murderous intent erupted like a volcano, instantly devouring Stam's last bit of sanity.

He followed the two all the way to the familiar, deserted, dilapidated park.

As the main dragon and Tifa sat side by side on the creaking swing again, enjoying the last warmth of the sunset, Stam walked out from the shadow of the bushes.

His face was pale, his eye sockets sunken and bloodshot, and his once meticulously groomed hair was now a mess like a bird's nest. He held a black Walther P99 pistol tightly in his hand. The muzzle of the gun was a little unstable due to the violent shaking of his arm, but he pointed it firmly at the two people on the swing.

"Stand up! You two damn little bastards!" Stam's voice was hoarse and sharp, full of uncontrollable madness and pleasure of revenge.

The main dragon and Tifa looked at each other, and saw a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.

They slowly stood up from the swings, their expressions calm and even a little... indifferent.

"I really admire your methods." Stam approached, the muzzle of his gun swinging back and forth between the two men, enjoying the wonderful feeling of having his prey under his control. "Hurrying calls, hacking, drones... you've tricked me into submission and destroyed everything I have! My political future, my reputation, my wealth... everything!"

His voice trembled with excitement. "But you should never, ever let me know it was you who did this! You're too young and too arrogant! Do you think I'm a lamb to be slaughtered? Wrong! I've killed people on the battlefield! I swear, I will make you suffer a hundred times more than I have!"

His finger slowly pulled the trigger.

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, the scene before him suddenly changed.

The black-haired girl in school uniform who was originally standing a few meters away suddenly became blurred and elongated, turning into a phantom that could not be captured by the naked eye!

"what?!"

Stam didn't even have time to scream, he just felt his throat suddenly tighten!

An irresistible force, like an iron clamp, tightly gripped his neck! His breathing instantly stopped, and his whole body was easily lifted off the ground, his feet kicking helplessly in the air.

"Clang!"

The pistol was also blown away by a huge force and fell on the grass not far away.

He widened his eyes in horror as he looked at the beautiful face so close to him.

Tifa's dark brown eyes, which were usually gentle and bright, were now like two abysses burning with cold flames. There was no mercy in them, only deep hatred.

"This... this is not the power that humans should have..." This final, desperate thought flashed through Stam's mind.

Tifa looked at the man in her arms, whose face was red and eyes bulged due to suffocation. He was the culprit who destroyed her family and killed her father.

This was the first time she had to take a person's life with her own hands.

But unexpectedly, she did not hesitate as she had expected. On the contrary, her murderous intent was extremely strong.

"You killed my father and indirectly killed my mother, and you still want to kill me!"

"More importantly, you want to kill the main dragon!"

Start to apply force slowly with your fingertips.

She wanted Stam to be devoured by death in pain and despair.

But at this moment——

Tifa was shocked to find that Stam, who was being strangled by her, had a pair of eyes that bulged due to lack of oxygen, but suddenly a strange, ecstatic light burst out!

Stam thought he was doomed to die and that his neck was about to be broken by this terrifying girl monster; but at the moment when he was desperately waiting to die, an indescribable and wonderful power, as if coming from the depths of his soul, poured into his dying body like a gentle rain without any warning!

His body instantly became incredibly light, as if freed from the constraints of gravity! His reaction speed and senses were infinitely magnified in an incredible way!

"What is this?! Did God hear my prayers?! It's a miracle! A miracle has happened!"

In the abyss of despair, the dawn of hope suddenly appeared!

"Ha! Hahahaha! God will not destroy me! God will not destroy Harry Stam! I am the chosen one!"

Ecstasy instantly swallowed up all his fear and reason!

"I have power! I've become an 'Evolver'! I'm going to use this power to break free from this little bitch's shackles! I'm going to kill them all! No! I can't just kill them like this! I'm going to cooperate with the Federation! I'm going to use my power to get a chance to make a comeback! I'm going to become the first extraordinary member of parliament in this country! I'm even going to have the president set up a 'Ministry of Extraordinary Affairs' just for me! I'm going to be the Minister!"

"When the time comes, I will mobilize the entire nation to capture this pair of bastards! I will make them kneel before me and beg for mercy, wailing as they die in endless pain and torture!"

But all his fantasies lasted less than a second.

The miraculous power that had just filled his limbs and made him think that he could control the world was suddenly pulled away as if by an invisible, greedy black hole!

"Uh-huh?!"

Stam let out a startled wail.

He could clearly feel that the power that made him become a god was being forcibly and cruelly extracted from every cell in his body, every inch of his flesh and blood, and even from the depths of his soul in a brutal and irresistible manner!

Also taken away were his vitality, his body temperature, everything he had!

The fire of ecstasy that had just ignited in Stam's eyes was like a candle poured with ice water, extinguished in an instant, and replaced by extreme and incredible fear.

His skin quickly turned gray, losing its luster and color; his muscles atrophied, and his body seemed to be drained of all moisture in an instant, becoming shrunken and old. The horror brought by the huge drop from the clouds to hell left him speechless. He could only watch helplessly as his life slipped away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tifa was confused and alarmed by the changes in Stam's body. She was worried that something unexpected might happen and subconsciously wanted to tighten her fingers.

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot.

The body in her hand, which was still struggling slightly, suddenly "softened" and became like a broken rag doll; Stam's bulging eyes had completely lost focus, his pupils were dilated, and there was no trace of spirit left.

At the same time, a shocking bloody hole appeared on his right temple.

Tifa turned her head in surprise, only to see that the main dragon had picked up the Glock pistol at some point and was standing calmly by the side, with the muzzle of the gun still in a shooting posture.

"It was too easy for him to die." The Dragon Lord casually threw the gun next to Stam's body.

He looked up at the seemingly empty night sky above the park.

Anduriel's "eyes" are watching there.

"Collect the body," he said in a calm voice, as if describing a perfectly normal matter. "Make it look like a suicide. Also, the evidence of Stam's guilt can be made public."

After saying that, he threw away the gun in his hand, walked to Tifa, and gently held her hand, which was trembling slightly due to the force.

"Come on, it's time for us to go home."

The main dragon lowered his eyes and looked at Stam's body, the expression on his face seemed a little blurry in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Tifa, who was being held by him, gradually saw the hatred and struggle in her eyes subside, replaced by a complex emotion mixed with relief and dependence.

Almost at the same time as the Lord Dragon finished speaking, the system prompt sounded again in his mind.

[Skill has been recovered.]

That's right, at the moment when Tifa was about to use her strength to kill Stam, the main dragon gave Stam a portion of the ten percent [Lightness] copied from Gaia's Dream, and then took it back in an instant.

With one in and out, Stam was dead.

Of course, he did not forget to shoot at the same time as he retracted his skills to conceal his strength.

However, what he didn't expect was that Stam, this scumbag, actually sold it to him!

[Gain an additional extraordinary soul, which will be transformed into a special item - 'Gaia Soil' (small portion) x1.]

"Hmm? Gaia's Soil?" The Master Dragon's mind moved. "What is this?"

[Gaia Soil: Soil imbued with pure Gaia power. Can be used to fertilize the Gaia Tree, significantly increasing its growth. A small portion of Gaia Soil is equivalent to directly irrigating it with 1000 points of willpower.]

"Oh? Retrieving mortals who have been given power, is there such a good thing?" The corner of the dragon's mouth curled up again with a hint of amusement. "It may not be much, but it's better than nothing."

Stam's thrilling roller coaster experience before his death also contributed an additional 1000 points of willpower to the dragon; Tifa's astonishment, gratitude, and a hint of affection also contributed 600 points of willpower to the dragon.

"Overall, this deal is not a loss."

And in Anduriel, in the command hall of the underground base.

On the huge main screen, everything happening in the park was broadcast live in high definition by micro drones.

Atlas, Louis and Aaron, who had witnessed all the operations of the main dragon in the past two weeks, stood side by side with different expressions.

23 (Part 2). Reciprocal tariffs and autumn shocks are coming

Anduriel, underground base command hall.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Atlas, Louis and Aaron stood side by side, each reviewing the main dragon's operations over the past two weeks.

"Tsk," Aaron Bushnell was the first to speak. He rubbed his brow, his face, always serious and pious, revealing an indescribable complex emotion. "Step by step, meticulously planned, toying with the enemy, completely destroying their spirit and reputation, and finally luring them into despair and voluntarily offering themselves to us for execution..."

"This style of behavior... to be honest, it's a bit... scary."

He shook his head, his tone tinged with disapproval. "As a Christian, I prefer a direct trial. If his crimes are truly heinous, then list them before him, and then, one bullet, a clean, sharp kill. This kind of manipulation of human hearts always strikes me as... not entirely fair."

"Ha! Fair and aboveboard?" Louis scoffed, his arms folded across his chest, a look of disapproval on his face. "What chivalry are we talking about against a scum like Stam? I think Lord Dragon's move was brilliant!"

He rubbed his chin, and his eyes, which had previously sparkled with lightning, now lit up with a gossipy gleam, and his tone became frivolous: "But that's not the point! The point is, haven't you noticed? This kid is simply a natural lover!"

Luif cleared his throat and imitated Tifa perfectly, his voice high-pitched and his expression exaggerated: "'Oh my God! He actually beat me to it and killed my enemy with his own hands!', 'Oh, he must have been afraid that I would get my hands dirty! He is so gentle, I love him so much!'"

He spread his hands and winked at Aaron, "I bet that from today on, Tifa will look at the Dragon King with a look of devotion! She'll be completely devoted to him and follow him for the rest of her life!"

Louis's gossip fire was growing more and more intense. "Say, Atlas, shouldn't we give those two little guys a friendly reminder to pay attention to safety precautions? Or maybe we should just teach them about positions that are easy to conceive? After all, one has 'ability nullification' and the other has 'super strength and healing'. Two 'evolvers' combined... Tsk, tsk, just thinking about it, what kind of new breed of child would be born from this?"

"boom!"

Aaron couldn't stand it any longer, punched Louis on the shoulder and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Can't you have something decent in your head?!"

Atlas Graham remained silent. He just stared at the screen quietly, watching the main dragon holding Tifa's hand and walking away.

Not until the two figures completely disappeared from the picture did he slowly speak, his voice low and powerful, with a barely perceptible, complex emotion mixed with admiration and vigilance.

"He's not a chess piece," Atlas said, his eyes sweeping over Louis and Aaron, emphasizing each word. "He's a chess player. Someone...who can accomplish great things."

He turned around, picked up the intercom, and his tone returned to his usual calm and decisive tone.

"Notify the media department and release all the evidence we have about Harry Stam. Remember, it must be anonymous and through multiple channels to ensure no clues can be traced back to us."

The news the next day exploded across America like a bombshell.

"Shocking! Former Senate candidate Harry Stam committed suicide out of fear of punishment! A shocking conspiracy was revealed behind this!"

"From rising political star to out-of-control suicide, Stam's double life! Exclusive revelations of his collusion with white supremacist gangs, his involvement in organ trafficking, and the criminal chain of forcing women to sell themselves!"

"Suspicion of silencing! FBI reopens investigation, Stam may be linked to multiple disappearances and murders!"

Public opinion was in an uproar. The once rising star of the Republican Party had suddenly become a pantheon, and his crimes against humanity dealt a heavy blow to the already discredited Mahasanghika sect.

On the other side, in an office packed with America's most powerful people, the atmosphere was so heavy that water could almost drip out.

However, Stam's small role is not enough to make these big guys depressed.

Just now, a report on the "results" of a new round of tariff war against the University of Tokyo was made.

Before the staff could stammer out the results, the report written by the policy analysis team composed of "senior Chinese" on the table was torn to pieces by a pair of old hands.

"A bunch of losers! Good-for-nothings! Zhang Jiadun's dogs!" The furious roar threatened to rip the roof off the floor. "They're saying things like, 'Todai relies heavily on us!' 'As soon as we use tariffs, they'll beg for mercy!' 'If they don't give in, they'll collapse!' That's the advice those millionaire elites gave me?! And now?! Is Todai collapsing?!"

"They are imposing tariffs on us! This is a public humiliation! You caused me to misjudge the situation! You made me look bad!"

"Immediately fire this so-called 'Tokyo University Policy Analysis Team'!"