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

The extraordinary capabilities demonstrated by the Kunlun Division in the Sichuan earthquake relief efforts shattered the silence of the global military and technological arena like a bolt of lightning, causing a huge uproar. In particular, Western intelligence agencies, led by the United States, quickly fell into an unprecedented state of panic after the initial shock and astonishment.

In the Pentagon's secret conference room, the bitter smell of tobacco and coffee filled the air, along with an indescribable anxiety. On the large projection screen, blurry videos and photos from the disaster area in H County played on a loop—soldiers moving boulders with their bare hands, a woman in white healing a seriously injured patient instantly, and the shocking scene of Su Chen leveling a mountain with a single palm strike.

Defense Secretary Brown's face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his knuckles were white from the force he used as he tapped the documents in front of him.

"This is what you call a 'preliminary assessment'?!" His voice was low, yet filled with barely suppressed rage. "These 'preliminary assessments' have completely overturned our entire understanding of modern warfare! The 'Tyrant' we've studied for ten, twenty years was easily defeated by a few of their superhuman soldiers on the Dragon Kingdom's border. And now, you're telling me they can actually do this?!"

Intelligence Chief Jensen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; his lips were dry. "Minister, our assessment of the Kunlun Division's strength was indeed significantly flawed. The 'internal force' they used defies explanation by all our existing theories of physics and biology. We cannot comprehend how they could transform so many ordinary soldiers into such...superhuman beings in such a short time."

"Incomprehensible?!" Brown abruptly stood up, strode to the screen, and pointed at the image of Su Chen flattening a mountain with a single palm strike. His hand trembled. "Jansen, we poured countless resources into researching biotechnology, hoping to create 'super soldiers.' But the 'tyrants' we created have a power ceiling that even an ordinary super soldier from the Dragon Kingdom can't reach! This is an absolute joke!"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger in his chest: "Tell me, what meaning does our so-called technological advantage have in the face of them? Can electromagnetic railguns blast through their bodies? Can thermobaric weapons kill these...these gods?!"

The conference room was deathly silent. The military technology system that the M country was so proud of now appeared utterly pale and powerless before the Kunlun Division. They couldn't understand the source of this power, nor could they find an effective way to counter it. This gave them an unprecedented sense of threat, a fear that their global hegemony might be overturned.

"Our combat tests on the 'Tyrant' have indeed exposed many problems," Jason continued, forcing a smile. "While their genetic modifications have endowed them with immense strength and self-healing abilities, they lack an effective energy replenishment mechanism and are prone to fatigue. More fatally, their brain activity is insufficient, making them unable to make complex tactical responses in high-speed combat."

Brown listened, then slumped back into his seat. He knew this wasn't just a problem of a "tyrant," but a problem with their entire strategic thinking. They had been trying to create power through technology, but they had overlooked the fact that the nature of power might not be something technology could fully control.

"And what about Project Pandora?" He turned to another biotechnology expert, his tone carrying a last glimmer of hope. "We've invested ten times more funding and personnel than Project God's Forbidden Zone, claiming we'd create a super weapon capable of rivaling the extraordinary power of the Dragon Kingdom. And how's it progressing?!"

Professor Hawkins, a biotechnology expert, pushed up his glasses, his face showing a hint of fatigue, yet also a touch of excitement.

"Minister, thanks to our tireless research and improvements, as well as our secret data analysis of the M Country's superhuman power system, Project Pandora has made a breakthrough!"

He pressed the remote control, and the screen switched to a more detailed report.

"Using the latest gene-editing technology, combined with a special bioenergy inducer, we have successfully bred the 'Tyrant Generation II'!" Professor Hawkins' voice was full of pride.

"The second generation of tyrants has achieved a qualitative leap in many aspects!"

"Its power output is three times that of the 'Tyrant Generation'! According to our laboratory tests, its single-arm strength can reach fifteen tons!"

"In terms of speed, after being enhanced with a special biological nerve stimulant, the instantaneous burst speed can reach the speed of sound!"

"In terms of defense, we have added special biological skeletal reinforcement technology to it, which can withstand direct hits from large-caliber armor-piercing rounds. Its self-healing ability has also been greatly improved, and even if a limb is severed, it can regenerate in a short time."

"More importantly, we implanted a more advanced biochip into it, significantly improving its tactical analysis capabilities and battlefield adaptability, enabling it to engage in relatively complex confrontations with supernatural forces!"

Professor Hawkins excitedly presented the various data, as if he could already see the dawn of the US regaining its advantage.

"We anticipate that the second-generation tyrant will be able to fight on par with the ordinary extraordinary soldiers of the Kunlun Division of the Dragon Kingdom on the battlefield, with their strength being roughly equal!" he concluded.

The tense atmosphere in the conference room eased slightly. Minister Brown looked at the image of the tyrant's son—muscular and powerful—on the screen, and his furrowed brow relaxed.

"Fifteen tons of power? The speed of sound?!" A smile finally appeared on Brown's lips, a long-lost smile full of confidence.

"Excellent! Professor Hawkins, you haven't let me down!" He slammed his hand on the table, his voice decisive. "Start mass production immediately! I want those extraordinary soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom to know that their era has not yet truly arrived!"

Brown could almost picture the Kunlun Division being overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of the Tyrant II's forces. The technological superiority of the United States remained the cornerstone of its global hegemony! He believed that with the Tyrant II in power, they would once again be able to control the situation.

However, at the remote Kunlun base.

As Su Chen looked at the intelligence analysis report on Country M that Miao Zhiyuan had submitted, which he had collected through various channels, especially the latest developments regarding the "Pandora Project" and the "Tyrant II," a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"A second-generation tyrant?" Su Chen murmured, a hint of disdain in his voice. "Fifteen tons of strength, supersonic speed, enhanced self-healing... It seems they've staked all their hopes on this path."

He casually placed the report on the table and looked out the window at the Kunlun Mountains.

"A defective product," Su Chen said calmly, his tone completely unwavering. "Never understanding the essence of power, only blindly believing in the superficial aspects of technology. A second-generation tyrant? In the face of true extraordinary power, he's nothing more than an enhanced human target."

He knew that although the "super soldiers" created by the United States through genetic modification and biotechnology had reached the limits of mortals in terms of physical strength, they were fundamentally different from extraordinary martial artists like Master Kunlun who cultivated both internal and external strength and tempered their Dao heart.

Country M thought it had found hope.

Little did Su Chen know that, in his eyes, it was nothing more than another clumsy performance by a clown.

He couldn't wait to see the interesting expressions on the faces of those high-ranking politicians and scientists in the United States when the "masterpiece" of Project Pandora truly encountered the power of the Kunlun Division.

"An expedition to the United States is of utmost urgency," Su Chen thought to himself. He knew it was time to make the United States rediscover what true power really was.