If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

The meeting inside the white house continued late into the night.

Every bigwig who walked out of the conference room had a lingering sense of solemnity and worry on their face.

The words "National Guardian Dragon" and "Kunlun" weighed heavily on their hearts like two insurmountable mountains, causing them, for the first time, to have deep doubts about the future hegemonic status of the United States.

It was a feeling I'd never experienced before, the chilling realization that a hunter had suddenly become the prey.

Soon, an emergency online military conference, led by the United States and including all Western allies and vassal states, was convened.

The level of secrecy is unprecedented.

When the satellite video recording the first half of Su Chen's tribulation, as well as the CIA's intelligence on "Kunlun" and "Zhenguo Shenlong" were made public.

The entire online meeting fell into a deathly silence that lasted for several minutes.

On the screen, the faces that were usually aloof and superior now looked like ducks with their throats being choked, their faces pale and their eyes wide open.

Whether it was the gentlemen of Country Y, the nobles of Country F, or the prime minister of that tiny country, all the "little brothers" who usually followed Country M around and swaggered around, at this moment, their brains completely shut down.

What is that?

Myth?

No, even the gods in mythology aren't this outrageous!

Withstanding a thunderstorm head-on? Destroying a black lightning bolt comparable to a city destroyer with a single punch?

They never dreamed that the great Eastern power they had always perceived as restrained and patient had, in a corner unknown to them, quietly and silently lit up such a terrifying and unreasonable "technology tree"!

How can we play like this?

If an aircraft carrier battle group sails over, would it be enough for them to punch it?

"Everyone, I think you've all seen it."

The voice of the highest leader of Country M resounded in the ears of every attendee through an encrypted line. His voice was hoarse, yet carried an undeniable resolve.

"The Dragon Kingdom is no longer the country we know. They have mastered a completely new power, capable of overturning the world order. This power is the greatest threat to the free and democratic world order we have established!"

"If we do not take action and allow them to grow stronger, then in the not-too-distant future, we, and our descendants, will all live in the shadow of that evil red dragon!"

"In order to defend our values ​​and to maintain world peace and stability, I propose that we must immediately unite and, at all costs, develop a force capable of countering it!"

His words were highly inflammatory.

After a brief period of panic and deathly silence, the leaders of all the participating countries had a renewed fierce glint in their eyes.

Yes, we can't just sit here and wait to die!

Are we to be at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board? This is absolutely unacceptable!

"Our country, Y, fully agrees with the President's proposal! We are willing to open our top-level biochemical laboratories and share all research results!"

The Prime Minister of Country Y was the first to speak out, his face, which always wore a fake smile, was now filled with determination.

"Our country, D, also has a deep foundation in the field of genetic engineering, and we are willing to provide our full support!"

The Prime Minister of Country D spoke succinctly, his eyes revealing an engineer's meticulousness and fervor.

"We...we, the Great Cold Nether Kingdom, possess the world's most advanced plastic surgery technology. We can...we can help our warriors achieve perfect disguises! We guarantee even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them!"

A comical voice rang out, bringing a strange easing to the tense atmosphere.

The M country leader's lips twitched; he was too lazy to bother with this unreliable guy.

The crowd was immediately outraged.

Faced with a common "enemy," these allies, each with their own ulterior motives, displayed an unprecedented "unity."

"Very good." The top leader of Country M was very satisfied with the result. He nodded vigorously. "Since everyone has reached a consensus, then I hereby announce..."

"Country M will officially restart the 'Forbidden Zone of God' project, which has been dormant for fifty years!"

Upon hearing this name, the expressions of several seasoned national leaders who were in the know changed once again.

That was one of the most insane projects of the Cold War era, and it was permanently shelved because the prototypes it produced were too horrific and uncontrollable. Now, they want to restart it?

"We will be opening up Area 51, located deep in the Nevada desert, with the highest level of access! We invite top scientists from all over to participate!"

The leaders of Country M gave them no chance to hesitate and continued to escalate their efforts.

"We have only one goal!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with madness and ambition.

"That is, to create our own 'God'!"

"We will use the most advanced genetic modification technology and viral enhancement programs to create a super soldier army capable of crushing Kunlun!"

"We want the people of China to know who the true masters of this planet are!"

"agree!"

"Completely agree!"

"For freedom!"

All participating countries unanimously approved it!

A crazy "god-making plan" targeting the Dragon Kingdom, which gathers the most advanced technological forces in the entire Western world, has officially started at this moment!

Countless top biologists, geneticists, and virologists from all over the world were secretly transported to the legendary forbidden area—Area 51—by unmarked black planes.

A mad experiment aimed at challenging God and distorting the laws of life thus began its sinful prelude.

However, these self-proclaimed elites of the "civilized world" are unaware of this.

Their proud "genetic modification" and "viral enhancement" are utterly laughable and insignificant in the face of true "superhumans".

What they are about to create is not some kind of "god".

Instead, they were a group of monsters, devoid of souls and emotions, driven only by the instinct to kill.

……

at the same time.

Kunlun, the base command tower.

Su Chen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling training ground below.

The shouts and the sounds of fists clashing between the soldiers converged into a soaring, fierce aura.

In his hand was a top-secret intelligence document, just encrypted and delivered by the Dragon Girl.

The intelligence was about the US restarting the "God's Forbidden Zone" project, joining forces with the Western world to prepare for large-scale genetic modification of humans.

Gao Dazhuang stood beside him, looking at the contents of the intelligence report, his brows furrowed into a knot.

"Brigadier, these bastards are really desperate. Forbidden Zone of God? And they're doing genetic modification? It sounds really weird."

"When you're in a rush, you'll take the wrong path."

Su Chen looked at the contents of the intelligence report, a disdainful smile curving his lips.

What a bunch of pathetic creatures, like frogs in a well.

They thought that because they had glimpsed a sliver of the extraordinary, they could challenge the majesty of the gods.

They had no idea what they were facing.

"They want to take shortcuts, but they don't realize that the end of this road is a bottomless abyss." Su Chen's voice was calm. "They want to create gods, but in the end, they will only create a bunch of soulless beasts."

Gao Dazhuang seemed to understand but not quite, but he grasped what Su Chen meant.

"Should we... intervene in advance? Take down their 'Area 51'?" Gao Dazhuang gestured as if chopping vegetables, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Given Kunlun's current strength, it's not impossible for him to achieve this.

"Intervention?"

Su Chen smiled.

He turned around and patted Gao Dazhuang on the shoulder.

"No, let them play."

"I'd like to see what kind of rubbish a bunch of chickens and dogs can produce by putting all their eggs in one basket."

Su Chen's gaze returned to the window, to the Kunlun warriors who were sweating profusely and constantly pushing their limits.

"Perfect timing. Kunlun's soldiers also need some...movable targets to practice on."

His voice wasn't loud, but it sent a shiver down Gao Dazhuang's spine, sending a rush of hot blood to his head!

To have the "super soldier legion" that the Western world has poured all its efforts into creating become targets for Kunlun's soldiers?

If this gets out, the whole world will go crazy!

But when Su Chen said it, it sounded so natural.

Gao Dazhuang grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Understood, Brigade Commander! I'll go give them some extra training right away! So they won't be unable to hit the targets!"

The tall and strong boy ran out excitedly.

Inside the command tower, only Su Chen remained.

He looked at the intelligence report in his hand and flicked his finger.

"laugh--"

A wisp of golden flame appeared out of nowhere and instantly burned the top-secret intelligence to nothingness.

"Gene...technology..."

Su Chen murmured to himself, a calm, still look flashing in his deep eyes.

"You simply don't understand. True power comes from within yourself, from the universe itself."

"Trying to take shortcuts using external means is ultimately nothing but a mirage."

"But so be it. Let your madness become the first stepping stone for Kunlun to reach the top of the world."