I put monsters and super powers in America

Under this collective anxiety where survival is above all else, the self-pity of the effeminate pterosaur, the minotaur soul of the yellow-haired pterosaur, and even the huge harem of the lord pterosaur, have temporarily died down.

All the pterosaurs, regardless of gender or class, were concentrating on eating, filling their stomachs again and again.

Everything is making final preparations for the upcoming real "storm season".

The main dragon turned its "sight" to the former stream not far away.

At this point, it could no longer be called a "stream." The rising water level had expanded its width several times over, and the turbid, yellow-brown, rushing water had completely transformed this waterway into a true "river." The river roared downstream, carrying mud, broken branches, and the bodies of small, unfortunate drowned land animals.

In the murky water, you can occasionally see a few crocodiles over one meter long and covered with heavy bone armor, flashing by like lurking ghosts. They open their big mouths full of sharp teeth and tear a floating, unknown small dinosaur corpse into pieces, triggering a small-scale, bloody scramble.

And just on the other side of the muddy river, at the edge of a rain-flooded horsetail and fir forest, a huge, M-shaped sail was faintly visible in the hazy rain.

New "guests" are attracted here by the rainy season.

However, the big guy should only be interested in the big fish and the floating corpses in the water, and should not have any illusions about his ginkgo tree.

The main dragon's consciousness was withdrawn from the outside world and turned to its own "attribute panel".

[Wish Power: 3,056,800]

After three consecutive major events, namely the "Bone Blade Giant War", "Bone Blade Fall" and "Advent of the Holy Beast", as well as the continued benefits brought by the subsequent fermentation of public opinion, his reserve of willpower has become more abundant than ever before.

Moreover, the fermentation of public opinion has not yet ended. This series of dramas and live broadcasts have not yet made the spectators in the Eastern superpower recover, and those "national masters" have not had time to sell anxiety.

As soon as they send out their essays and shoot their videos, no matter whether they win or not, may the power of wishes come rolling in!

"Old Zhong's friends are so loyal and have given me so much wish power. I have to give back at least a little."

"Well, it's you!"

The main dragon found another dying small bowfin fish, only about twenty centimeters long.

"Wait a minute. Let's have Leviathan show up in the East China Sea first, have the cargo ships and tankers take a detour, and then we can feed Leviathan this half-dead bowfin."

"The fleet that just returned from the Miyako Strait will surely notice it. They should be able to salvage the wreckage of the Bowfin in time!"

"that's all!"

"Ah, and the system said before that to deal with the stormy season, at least five million willpower is needed."

"Then invest some of it now."

"Since we have to face a stormy season, the foundation must be laid firmly."

Without hesitation, he invested all of his 2.5 million wishes into the option of [Strengthening the Root System]!

"boom--!!!"

An indescribable, almost terrifying power instantly surged out from his core and poured into every root deep underground!

In the main dragon's perception, his already tangled root system seemed to be injected with divine power at this moment, and began to spread, grow, and take root crazily at an unimaginable speed, deeper into the earth and wider into the universe!

One meter, ten meters...

The compacted soil layer is as fragile as tofu in the face of rapidly growing and extending roots.

They pierced through layer after layer of soil, greedily absorbing the most primal energy from deep within the earth. Countless fine roots intertwined and spread like a spider web, transforming the ground within a radius of more than ten meters into their own domain.

It can be said that this ginkgo tree

The main dragon even had a wonderful illusion, as if each of his roots had become the nerve endings of the earth. He could clearly feel the slow and heavy pulsation deep underground, and could "hear" the sounds of various life forms slowly wriggling and rubbing in the soil.

He was closely connected with this ancient land in an unprecedented way, almost becoming one with it!

If the trunk were to be broken by the wind, it would be a serious loss of vitality, but as long as the roots deep in the earth were still there, he would have the confidence to make a comeback. But if it was uprooted, then all hope would be lost.

Along with the crazy growth of the roots, the ginkgo tree itself on the ground also underwent a complete transformation.

The trunk of the tree became thicker. Zhulong estimated that it was about the size of an adult's hug. The height of the tree was about three stories high, which was considered "graceful and elegant".

The crown of the tree extended outward a little, and the fan-shaped leaves became more dense. They were stacked together and actually blocked most of the rain, leaving a fairly dry space under the tree; in fact, the reptile's nest was located here.

[Ding! Congratulations, your Gaia Ginkgo tree has successfully reached the "Mature Tree Stage"!]

Gaia Ginkgo Tree (Mature Tree Stage)

[Growth: 5300/100000 (Next Stage: Big Tree Stage)]

"Two and a half million wishes, and I only got less than ten thousand growth points?" The Dragon Master couldn't help but complain in his heart, "This growth rate is really slow. At this rate, it will take a long time for it to grow into a towering tree."

"We must find a way to continue to stir things up and intensify our efforts!"

Just as he was thinking about the next step of his "Wish Harvesting Plan", another system prompt suddenly made his eyes light up.

[The "Gaia Ginkgo Tree" has entered its mature stage, and new features have been unlocked!]

[Dimensional Rift: You can now mobilize your roots to temporarily pierce the barrier between higher and lower dimensions, creating an unstable "rift" at a designated location in the real world. The rift can be placed within a radius of 15,000 kilometers centered on your location. Through this rift, some "small creatures" from Gaia's dream may be able to travel to the real world on their own, but the system does not guarantee that such creatures will cross. Opening and maintaining the rift requires a small amount of willpower (10 willpower/hour), and its location is freely controllable. The dimensional barrier is self-repairing. If you actively close the rift or stop supplying willpower, it will automatically close after a short period of time.]

"Crack?"

The dragon master chewed on these key words over and over again, and unconsciously, a playful smile full of "surprise" and "expectation" appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting... Really interesting."

"If we release creatures like this, it's practically free. While there might not be any small animals passing through the rift, if even one small creature does pass through a rift in a day, I won't lose out."

"After all, it took 200 points of willpower to summon Lilong."

"Why don't we test the waters first, do a little fuss, and give the sacred beast some more aura and legitimacy."

"Only in this way can the reversal be more exciting!"

92. Guangdong twin ponytails are coming!

Hope Springs, Oklahoma, a suburb of Tulsa.

This is a typical southern town with a predominantly white, blue-collar population.

Most of the men in the town work in nearby factories or oil fields, while the women are either housewives or cashiers at the only Walmart in town. Their lives are monotonous and boring, with almost no entertainment except church services on Sundays and drinking at the bar on Saturday nights.

In "Daddy" Joey's bar, the smell of cheap whiskey and beer foam, mixed with the stench of sweat and the smoke of cheap cigarettes, created a drowsy atmosphere unique to this place.

"What the hell!" A man with a beer belly and greasy overalls slammed his glass on the bar, drawing a roar of agreement from the crowd. His name was Bob, and he was a mechanic at the town's auto repair shop. "Why? Why do those niggers who only know how to collect welfare and hang around on the streets get the protection of the 'holy beast'? Is God blind?"

"Who says it's not?" Another tall and thin man, Pete, the town's postman, took over the conversation, his eyes red with jealousy. "I heard that the federal government not only allocated land to the 'protected area' in Greenwood, but also gave a lot of fucking money! They said it was to improve the community environment and help them rebuild their homes! Damn it, we've paid taxes all our fucking lives, why doesn't anyone come to help us fix that crappy road in town?"

The TV in the bar happened to be broadcasting Fox News's passionate "divine revelation" theory. The blonde female anchor's distorted face looked particularly funny on the greasy screen.

"Bullshit!" Bob spat on the ground. "What the hell is this 'cleansing evil' thing? If that monster had a brain, it would have known that the laziest, most criminal scum in America is gathered right there! It should have ground those niggers and that neighborhood into a pulp!"

Yes, a group of lazy people who are only fit to be whipped in the cotton fields have now become the "chosen people of God". This world is really crazy.

Complaints, jealousy, and racially biased foul language flowed freely in the bar, constituting their only feeble resistance to this rapidly changing world.

However, none of them noticed that the wine in the glass began to vibrate slightly at a strange frequency.

“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!”

A low and strange roar came from deep underground without any warning.

The whole town seemed to be shaken violently by an invisible giant hand!

In the bar, bottles fell from the shelves and shattered on the ground. The townspeople screamed and cursed and rushed out of the shaking building into the street.

Everyone was horrified to see that in the center of the town, in the Central Park where they usually took their children for walks and picnics, a horrifying change that exceeded everyone's cognitive limits was taking place!

The park ground seemed to have transformed into a soft, scorching sheet of plastic. The lawn, the benches, the children's slide... everything was buckling, stretching, and deforming in a twisted, physics-defying way! The earth emitted a tooth-aching, tearing sound, like metal being torn apart.

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, a huge, pitch-black hole in the very center of the park was forcibly "ripped" open! It was not a regular circular pit, but rather a jagged edge, flickering with unstable light spots like television snowflakes, as if space itself had been punctured.

Bottomless darkness poured out from the cave, carrying with it a stench of decay and sulfur. The darkness seemed to have life and mass, as thick as ink, swallowing up all the light around it.

"Then...what the hell is that?!"

The young people closest to them tried to get closer out of curiosity.

But just as they stepped into the area tens of meters from the edge of the pit, an invisible, irresistible fear, like an icy tsunami, instantly gripped their hearts!

That was life's most primal, ultimate fear of the unknown and the unclean. Their pupils instantly dilated to their limit, their minds went blank, and their rationality was crushed in an instant.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

Shrill, inhuman screams pierced the sky. They tumbled and scrambled, tears streaming down their cheeks as they desperately fled as if they had seen a ghost. Some even foamed at the mouth and fainted from sheer terror.

The news spread faster than a virus. A local TV station's helicopter rushed to the scene, but just as the camera focused on the strange hole, the picture instantly turned into a dazzling snowflake.

The authorities' response was swift. National Guard Humvees roared in, setting up long yellow cordons and completely blocking off the entire park.

A military-grade "Reaper" drone slowly descended from a high altitude, trying to find out what was going on from the air.

However, when it flew within a hundred meters above the pit, this war machine costing millions of dollars seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand. A series of electric sparks instantly appeared, and then it fell straight and uncontrollably into the bottomless darkness without even a sound.

"All units retreat! Repeat, all units retreat five hundred meters! There's a strong energy field interference there!"

The terrified roar of the on-site commander reached the ears of every soldier through the walkie-talkie.

Just when the entire town and countless viewers who were watching the live broadcast thought that this strange confrontation would continue -

"Swish...rustle...swish..."

A subtle yet extremely clear sound came from the depths of the pit.

The sound was eerie beyond words. It didn't sound like the cry of any known creature, but rather like thousands of spindly, barbed limbs scurrying swiftly across the damp, slippery walls. The sound seemed to penetrate, resonating directly in everyone's mind, evoking the most primal fear and disgust of "bugs" buried deep in their genes.

"Oh my god...what's that sound!"

"It...they're coming out!"

"Run-!"

The National Guard soldiers, whose psychological defenses were already on the verge of collapse, were the first to collapse.

"I don't want to die! I've only been in the army for half a year! I still have a wife and children!" A young soldier threw away the rifle in his hand and ran out of the town like crazy.

His collapse spread like a plague.

"Fuck! What the hell are these orders?! A three hundred dollar stipend isn't worth my life! I'm done playing!"

"Demon! The demon from hell is about to crawl out!"

Soldiers cried out for their parents, discarding their armor and weapons as they scrambled to get into Humvees, flooring the accelerators and, in a panic, knocking down slower-moving civilians. Within a matter of minutes, order completely collapsed throughout Hope Springs, descending into a primal panic of trampling and fleeing.

……

New York, NY, High School No. 499 Library.

The main dragon felt the surge of his willpower, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

[+2000 Willpower, from the townspeople's fear, terror, and confusion...]

[+2000 willpower, originating from the National Guard's fear, despair, and hysteria...]

The series of notifications about his wish income that flooded the screen made him feel extremely happy.

"Tsk tsk, it seems this 'Dimensional Rift' appetizer is even more effective than I thought. Can you make a few more?"

[Host, with the current strength of your root system in the "tree-growing stage," you can only open and maintain one dimensional rift for now. If you wish to open more rifts, please continue to increase the growth of the Gaia Ginkgo Tree.]

"I know, I know," the Dragon Master waved his hand impatiently. "This time I've made a killing! I only waited four hours and spent 40 willpower, and now a curious little creature has crossed the rift. I'm really curious, what kind of 'little cutie' will crawl out of this first rift?"

He connected his consciousness with the system, trying to see clearly the little creature he had chosen that was about to appear.

When he "saw" the true appearance of the creature, even he, the mastermind behind it, couldn't help but gasp.

"Oh my god...it's actually...'Guangdong Twintails'?!"

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Hope Spring Town, in the dark abyss that swallows everything.

Amidst countless live broadcasts and the desperate gazes of the survivors, a flat, huge head covered with a shiny brown shell tentatively poked out from the edge of the pit.

Its head was shaped like a ferocious inverted triangle, and its two slender, segmented "twin horsetail" tentacles, thicker than an adult's arms, were waving and swinging in the air at an extremely uncomfortable frequency, exploring this new world.

Next, there is a pair of huge compound eyes composed of countless tiny hexagonal crystals. There is not a trace of emotion in those eyes, only pure, cold, insect-like survival instinct.

Below its head is a mouthpart covered with fine serrations that opens and closes like a guillotine.

Then, its pair of forelimbs, like two huge sickles, suddenly rested on the edge of the pit!

Those weren't the elegant feeding legs of a mantis, but rather thicker, flatter ones with sharp spurs along the edges, terrifying weapons designed solely for digging and tearing! Its body, a cross between a cockroach and a clawless mantis, was flat and elongated, estimated to be over nine meters long, and covered in a glossy, dark brown chitinous carapace that looked like it was coated in corpse oil.

Four thick, barbed limbs took turns exerting force, dragging its huge and disgusting body out of the abyss step by step!

"squeak--!!!"

It opened its mouth and let out a scream so piercing that it was enough to rip the eardrums apart.