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

When Su Chen returned to the Kunlun Brigade base aboard the "Kunpeng" transport plane, what he left the world was a terrifying earthquake that was enough to overturn the geopolitical landscape.

In the United States, at the Pentagon, the deepest underground national military command center.

Around the enormous circular conference table sat numerous high-ranking military officials, each with an extremely grim expression. The air was so heavy it seemed you could wring water out of it.

"FUCK! Can someone tell me what the hell this thing is?!"

The defense minister, a four-star general known for his hawkish and tough stance, slammed his fist hard on the conference table, making the water glasses on the table vibrate loudly.

On the huge holographic screen in front of him, a series of images were being played repeatedly, captured by the Keyhole-12 spy satellite at the risk of exposure by forcibly changing its orbit from tens of thousands of meters above the ground.

In the image, the area in the Middle East that was originally a military base for the "Black Sand Brigade" has completely disappeared from the map.

Instead, there was a giant palm print with a diameter of over five kilometers, with an extremely clear outline, as if it had been imprinted on the earth by the hand of a god!

The edges of the palm print are smooth as a mirror, and even have a strange glassy texture due to the extremely high temperature.

Around the palm print, eighteen equally deep and massive ravines crisscrossed, as if a prehistoric beast had ravaged this land with its claws.

"General..." A white-haired expert from Langley, responsible for technical analysis, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his voice dry, "According to our thermal imaging and energy residue analysis... the instantaneous energy required to cause this damage is at least equivalent to 500,000 tons of conventional explosives, and... it was focused with ultra-high precision in a way we cannot comprehend."

An air force general couldn't help but ask, "Is it a new type of thermobaric bomb? Or a bunker buster?"

"No, General." The expert shook his head, pointing to the details on the screen, "There's no impact crater, no radioactive material. The surface structure was directly 'scraped' by an indescribable force. More importantly, no residual nuclear radiation was detected at the scene. This proves that the enemy did not use nuclear weapons."

Not a nuclear weapon?

The air in the conference room seemed to have been sucked out. Half a million tons of TNT equivalent, but not a nuclear weapon?

"China! It must have been the Chinese who did it!" The CIA director stood up abruptly, his face, which always wore a fake smile, now filled with fear and madness.

"We've just intercepted fragmented intelligence from Mossad! Before the 'Black Sand Brigade' was wiped out, their 'Sharp Blade' team, which was infiltrating Amanda City, went missing! The last message they sent back was just two words—'Devil'!"

He slammed another intelligence report on the table and pulled up another satellite image.

"And this! Look! This is a satellite image we took eight years ago, after that conflict on the southwestern border! The same massive energy release, the same unexplained signs of destruction! Only on a much smaller scale! We classified it as an 'unknown high-energy weapon test' back then, but now it seems like a huge joke!"

"Both of these incidents are related to the Dragon Kingdom! The Black Sand Brigade kidnapped scientists from the Dragon Kingdom, and then... then the Dragon Kingdom dispatched this... 'God's Force'!"

The Minister of Defense's face had gone from ashen to deathly pale.

He recalled the ghost unit that had briefly appeared on the southwestern battlefield eight years ago and then vanished without a trace.

At the time, although they were shocked by its terrifying combat power, they ultimately believed that it was a new concept weapon that was still within the scope of understanding.

But now it seems they were terribly wrong!

What kind of new concept weapon is this!

They're basically using a cheat code!

"Our assessment model has made a fatal, catastrophic error!" A top strategist from the RAND Corporation, responsible for strategic planning, said, his voice trembling. He nervously adjusted his glasses. "We've always believed that we're at least twenty years ahead of China in cutting-edge military fields. But the truth is, they've pioneered a completely unknown path, one that transcends our existing technological system... a 'cultivation' track!"

He suddenly laughed, the laughter growing louder and louder until it turned into a sharp, dry howl, full of absurdity and despair.

"Gentlemen, while we're still figuring out how to fire bullets faster and more accurately, they... they've already started figuring out how to smash an aircraft carrier with their bare hands!"

"This 'divine punishment' level of power, which can be controlled by a single soldier and used for precise strikes, is more terrifying than nuclear weapons! Nuclear weapons are a sword hanging over our heads, capable only of deterrence. But this power is a knife that can fall anytime, anywhere! It's a dimensional reduction attack that can turn conventional warfare into a one-sided massacre!"

The Minister of Defense slumped into his chair, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, leaving him feeling completely cold.

They have always regarded the Dragon Kingdom as their biggest competitor, but they have always maintained a condescending attitude.

Now he realized that he was like a primitive tribal chief still showing off his musket, while the other party had already arrived in the skies above his tribe in an interstellar warship.

"Director!" The Minister of Defense took a deep breath, forcing himself to break free from the immense fear, his eyes darkening.

"I don't care what methods you use—infiltration, bribery, theft, kidnapping… I want you to figure out everything about this unit in the shortest amount of time!"

"Their size, their capabilities, their training methods, their weaknesses! I even want to know what their food standards are!"

"I need to know who this 'god' is, who can wipe out a military base with a single blow!"

"Understood!" The CIA director nodded emphatically.

"From this moment forward," the Defense Minister's voice was as cold and cruel as if pulled from an icebox, "raise the intelligence infiltration level against the Dragon Nation to the highest level—'Doomsday'!"

He stood up, walked to the huge world map, and pressed his finger heavily on the vast territory of the Dragon Kingdom.

"Only one overlord is allowed on this planet."

"Any potential threat to our position must be nipped in the bud!"

"Immediately contact all our 'Sleepers' within the Dragon Kingdom and order them to search for a codename—'Kunlun'—at all costs!"

"Kunlun"!

This vague code name, which had just been obtained at the cost of a life from a high-ranking defector, appeared for the first time in a top-secret Pentagon document.

An invisible war, targeting China and Kunlun, and gathering all of M Country's intelligence and dark resources, quietly began at this moment.

However, they did not know.

Before the steel fortress of Zhenguo Pass, guarded by the "Tianji" system, all their infiltration efforts would be in vain.

Before Su Chen, this terrestrial immortal, all their schemes were exposed and turned out to be nothing more than child's play.

An even larger and more thorough storm is brewing wildly within the Dragon Kingdom, in a manner that no one can stop.

And the name of this storm is—Kunlun Selection!