I put monsters and super powers in America

"Hiss...Gah...Ugh..."

The giant scorpion let out a short and weak cry, as if it had been strangled abruptly. Its huge body suddenly stiffened and all its movements stopped in an instant.

Deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield.

After a few seconds.

“Tear it——!!!!!!!!!!!!”

A terrifying sound of flesh and blood tearing was heard, enough to change the color of heaven and earth!

The invincible giant scorpion monster was actually broken apart, torn in two from the inside by an indescribable force! Countless green slurries, shattered internal organs, and burning tissues spurted out in all directions like a volcanic eruption!

The huge and ferocious front half of its body was pulled forward by Tifa, its huge pincers and sharp appendages were still struggling, its feeding claws opened and closed, making sharp "sizzling" sounds; the back half of its body lay powerlessly on the ground, twitching and squirming instinctively.

In the middle of the mess of corpses, Tifa's figure reappeared.

Her body was covered in the monster's sticky and smelly body fluids, and her black combat uniform was full of holes, but she still stood stubbornly, her chest heaving slightly.

She tore apart a 25-meter-long prehistoric beast with her bare hands.

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Today was originally 5 chapters with 16,000 words, then I thought about it and added 3 chapters, so the total is 28,000 words.

42. May the power of wishes bring great harvest!

When Tifa's slender and strong figure, like a black meteorite falling from the sky, smashed into the giant scorpion's body, and in a posture that completely violated the common sense of human physics, she tore the 25-meter-long prehistoric giant scorpion in half from the inside; when the foul-smelling green slurry and broken internal organs splashed all over the sky, like the most brutal salute for this bloody victory - hundreds of millions of viewers around the world, at the same time, fell into a deathly silence that lasted for several seconds.

Then, like a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time, it erupted completely.

On Bilibili, in the live broadcast room whose title was originally full of jokes, the barrage of comments was like a flood that instantly flooded the entire screen. It was so dense that even the host's face, which was smeared with oil paint, could not be seen clearly.

[Holy crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[Holy crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[Holy crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

A large and uniform exclamation, full of the essence of the national quintessence, lasted for a full half minute like an epic chant.

Immediately, more specific and fanatical comments emerged like crazy.

[What just happened? Am I seeing things? Did that girl tear that thing apart with her bare hands?]

[Before, be confident and remove the "is it"! She tore it apart! With her bare hands! From the inside! I'd call her the strongest creature on earth!]

[Awesome! I can't think of any other word besides awesome! With that kind of fighting power, he could beat ten Captain Americas, right?]

"Captain America is a piece of shit! He can't even last five minutes against a monster that can move so close and so far!"

During the live broadcast, the camera was timely given to Tifa who slowly stood up from the wreckage of the giant scorpion.

She shook her head, brushing away a few strands of black hair that were stuck to her cheeks by the mucus, then took a step and ran towards the hooded figure who was tremblingly getting up from the ground not far away.

At the same time, golden spots of light emerged from the giant scorpion's body, most of which merged into the bodies of Tifa, Aaron and the main dragon, and a small part drilled into the body of Super Marun; however, these spots of light did not cause any sensation.

Mortals, it seems, cannot see them.

When Tifa saw the main dragon, her eyes, which had originally flashed with cold murderous intent, instantly melted into endless tenderness and worry.

She wanted to reach out to support him, but her arm stopped mid-stretch. She looked down at her hands, which were covered in green slime and broken tissue, and emitted a pungent stench. Then she looked at the main dragon's black cloak, which was damaged but relatively clean. Her face showed obvious hesitation and entanglement.

"No...it's too dirty...it will stain him..."

However, the main dragon seemed to be completely oblivious to the filth on her body.

He simply gave her a "pale and weak" yet extremely reassuring smile; then, his body softened, and he fell directly into her warm and soft arms, defenselessly and as a matter of course.

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again.

This time, it was no longer amazement, but turned into overwhelming envy and jealousy full of lemon flavor.

[Grass! A plant! Let go of that little sister and let me do it! If you have any filth, come at me!]

[I can't accept this! I can't accept this! Why would a beautiful woman run to throw herself into this guy's arms after saving him? This script is wrong!]

[The one in front! Didn't you see the distressed look on the young lady's face? This hooded guy is so skilled! Can I become his disciple and let him teach me how to pick up girls?]

As soon as this comment was over, it was followed by another comment: [Master, please accept my disciple’s greeting! ]

Of course, there is more envy, jealousy and hatred.

I'm jealous, I really am. I'd trade ten years of my life for a chance to be hugged like this by the masked lady!

[Fuck, that guy's legs are weak, and he's still being hugged by a beautiful woman! Why?!]

Of course, amidst the wailing, there are also some rational voices.

[Ahem, calm down everyone. Although I'm envious, we can't deny that this hooded man played a crucial role in this boss battle.]

[That's right. If it weren't for his godlike skill, 'Hard Control,' which held the boss in place for three full seconds, giving the others the opportunity to focus their fire, there's no telling how long this battle would have lasted, and how many casualties would have resulted.]

He's definitely the tactical core of this team! A strong control support is more important than ten strong carries! This time, the support is risking their lives to initiate the teamfight, the ADC is harvesting the kills, and then both of them return home! No problem!

[Yes! What's wrong with lying down for a bit? It's only natural! That was a loving hug! It was a comradeship! You filthy people! Come on, hooded man and masked woman, I'm rooting for this couple.]

Afterwards, the review and discussion of this epic "team battle" continued to ferment on major online platforms, and various tactical analysis posts, GIF animations, and character CP fan art emerged like mushrooms after rain.

And all of this turned into an endless and pure wish power, like rivers flowing into the sea, all poured into the pocket of the "mastermind" who was lying comfortably in the Sioux tent and enjoying Tifa's meticulous care.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

The dragon master lay on a soft animal hide bed, covered with a warm blanket. The scent of burning herbs in the tent and the faint fragrance of Tifa lingered in his nose. He closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upwards wildly, and he laughed a lewd and satisfied laugh in his heart.

His consciousness was immersed in a grand carnival of wealth that belonged only to him.

First of all, there is the sustained benefit caused by the "deep-sea dragon" in the Western Pacific.

Although two days have passed since the incident, the aftermath is far from over. Various "experts" from the University of Tokyo continue to hold various positions in the media.

Every day, countless military bloggers and self-media conduct 360-degree "in-depth interpretations" of those videos that have been played over and over again and are almost patinaed. From aerodynamics to fluid mechanics, from geopolitics to civilization games, from winning to losing, there are many different ways to interpret them, and each time it can trigger a new round of heated discussion among the whole nation.

The media and people in the United States are still immersed in fierce fighting and mutual attacks, arguing whether this is a "Tokyo University conspiracy" or "God's punishment."

As for the White House and the Pentagon, they contributed the most.

Their unwillingness to accept the fact that "I can't beat you but I can't swallow this humiliation, so I must do everything I can to get back at you", and their growing ambition to "capture extraordinary creatures and crack their secrets" are simply the source of the highest quality willpower.

All in all, in the past two days, the main dragon has gained a full 80,000 points of willpower from the subsequent fermentation of the "Leviathan incident".

The profits from this "Sioux Incident" made him a fortune.

The whole incident can be divided into two stages.

The first phase, from the main dragon's release of the "Gaia Dream Mosquito" to the emergence of the giant mosquito monster, to the violent suppression by the National Guard and SWAT, and the timely arrival of the Anduril people, was chaotic. The signal was blocked, limiting the impact. The primary source of willpower came from the hundreds of people present—including the terrified and desperate Sioux, the terrified National Guard and SWAT, the Black Mountain Wind Chaser and his son transformed into saber-toothed cats, and the Anduril people who arrived later. All in all, the total was approximately 70,000 points.

The second stage is the real "explosion of willpower"!

From Louis' transformation into a "human signal tower," enabling the Sioux tribe to successfully launch a global livestream, to Tifa's bare-handed destruction of the giant scorpion, the battle concluded. During this phase, thanks to the "cloud oversight" of hundreds of millions of netizens worldwide and the Dragon King's personal involvement in the battle, he executed a life-threatening maneuver, maximizing the dramatic conflict and personal heroism, and also directing some of the willpower directly onto himself.

The benefits of vows brought about by this soared exponentially!

In the end, the total profit of the second phase reached 200,000 points!

In other words, this trip to South Dakota alone brought the main dragon a huge amount of wish power of 270,000 points!

Moreover, this is just the real-time revenue during the event! The live broadcast has just ended, and the subsequent public opinion fermentation, various editing, secondary creation, and analysis videos’ viral spread, we don’t know how much long-tail vow-based income will bring!

"Total assets... 930,000!" Zhu Long muttered this number in his mind, almost laughing out loud with happiness.

Although this number is still far from the five million willpowers required to deal with the "Stormy Season", it at least gives him hope.

"Well... However, after careful calculation, the profit this time is actually not as exaggerated as imagined." The main dragon quickly calmed down and began the usual "review and summary".

"Compared to the 'Deep Sea Leviathan' incident, which attracted billions of people worldwide and became a major international news story involving the authorities of major countries, this 'Sioux Reservation Incident,' while a sensation, is essentially still an 'internal affair' of the United States. The attention is naturally an order of magnitude lower, so the willpower gains are somewhat discounted, which is normal."

"It seems that in the future, if I want to stir up trouble, I have to try to do it internationally. The more muddy the waters, the more fish I can catch."

"However, there's no need to worry... Those imperial masters of the Eastern powers, skilled at 'definition' and 'reflection', will surely continue to exert their strength and elevate this incident to the level of 'clash of civilizations' and 'system survival', helping me reap the anxiety tax."

"As for me... now that I have so much spare money, it's time to go to 'Gaia's Dream' and spend some money and upgrade my equipment."

"Right, system, now, activate the other three Beast King Shadows!"

43. Let the beautiful country Waaaaaaagh!

"I just used up my power, I need to rest."

With this very sufficient reason, the dragon master moved into the "public office" of the reservation and was given the softest and most comfortable bed in the entire reservation, without having to worry about a lot of post-war troubles.

Tifa was still busy. She was treating the injured Super Mario on the ground next to the office.

Louis stood guarding the door like a security guard, while Aaron and the Montenegrin father and son went to negotiate with the "Super Maruns".

The Master Dragon immediately closed his eyes, and his consciousness drifted away like a wisp of smoke, heading towards a strange world that belonged only to him and was filled with primordial energy—"Gaia's Dream."

As soon as he entered, he noticed a subtle change.

The water level of the stream, which was originally just a trickle, seemed to have risen slightly. The turbid river water had already overflowed the muddy soil on the bank and submerged the few tiny roots on the outermost edge.

Although this slight change in water level does not pose any threat to him who has grown into a "small tree", it is undoubtedly an ominous sign.

"The stormy season...it seems like it's really coming."

This cooled the joy in his heart from making a fortune and added a sense of urgency.

However, apart from this little episode, everything else in his territory was still as prosperous and bustling as before.

The first thing that came into his "sight" was the reptilian couple who had become the focus of his attention.

Without the annoying Stygian Raptor to harass them, and with the Tyrannosaurus Rex as their "security guard" nearby, they were obviously living a very comfortable life. At this moment, the couple was snuggling together, lovingly looking at the newly born baby cubs in the cave, their bodies pink and hairless, huddled together like little mice, crying for food. The scene was once very warm.

On the branches of the ginkgo trees, an "air force" consisting of more than a dozen Jehol pterosaurs are diligently carrying out their "patrol" mission - taking turns circling in the sky to catch those unlucky, large prehistoric insects.

However, the newly-promoted "Pterosaur Lord" was obviously too young and had no idea that during the time it was flying in the sky, several shifty-looking and skinny male pterosaurs had already infiltrated its huge "harem".

These guys are taking advantage of the fact that "Big Brother" is not at home and seizing every opportunity to have some indescribable and profound harmonious exchanges of life with those female pterosaurs who are also unwilling to be lonely.

"Tsk, your crown is a little green." The main dragon complained silently in his heart, but it was not a big problem. The ecology of the Jehol Pterosaur was like this, and there was no need for him to interfere too much.

"We have to respect biodiversity."

Of course, the most important thing is the lazy figure under the tree.

The Wanafree Tyrannosaurus Rex, sprawled out like a giant husky at the doorstep of the reptile couple's home, seemed bored out of its mind. Its two forelimbs, disproportionately small for its massive body, stretched out, intermittently tugged at a giant beetle with a hard carapace that it had caught from nowhere.

The beetle was tossed over and over by it, its six legs kicking wildly in the air, but it couldn't turn over. It looked both pitiful and funny.

"No, how bored are you?" The Lord Dragon rolled his eyes inwardly. "Can't you do something useful? For example, pick off those pterosaurs that are cheating on the Lord Pterosaur for fun, or dig out some dinosaur eggs to improve the food supply! You lie here all day, do you want to be guarding the door for the reptiles?!"

However, despite all the scolding, this guy didn't seem to neglect his work.

Judging from its physique, this little guy has grown a lot.

Its body length has been steadily moving towards the four-meter mark. Although it does not look like the sturdy and ferocious "king of dinosaurs" in later movies, its legs are strong but still look a bit slender, and its snout is not thick and short enough, but rather has a bit of slenderness. Its overall temperament is more like those branching dragons that excel at speed in the late Cretaceous period.

Its body lines became increasingly smooth and sturdy, and the bright yellow feathers covering it gradually faded, revealing a hint of the darker hue typical of a mature Tyrannosaurus Rex. Its golden pupils occasionally flashed with the ferocious gleam of a predator; of course, most of the time, it still exuded a Wanafree aura of "I'm so lazy, I don't want to move."

"Well, no matter what, it's still growing, which means it's eating well and hunting well." The main dragon was just about to praise it in his heart.

But when his eyes fell on the pile of "prey" remains beside the little Tyrannosaurus Rex, he almost vomited blood.

"Damn it! Wanafree! You're a worthless thing!"

There were no dinosaur bones on the little Tyrannosaurus Rex's "dining table" anymore. It was completely filled with fish bones of all sizes!

Lungfish, bowfin, sturgeon...all sorts of prehistoric fish. Judging by the scale, this guy's recent diet has clearly switched seamlessly from "land barbecue" to "all-fish feast."

I don’t know if it’s because the river water has risen recently and there are more fish, but this guy has become so addicted to fishing!

Looking at the huge amount of "catch", it is enough to make any experienced angler lose his guard on the spot, beat his chest and stamp his feet, throw his rod and curse - including the main dragon.

Fishermen, in order to catch a decent fish, have to make nests, study baits, and cast their rods under the scorching sun all day long, but they often come up empty-handed.

"Why?! Back then, I had all the equipment and the best skills, and I spent a whole day fishing, and in the end, I only caught two whitebait! How can you catch so many with just your long legs and your big mouth?!"

Is that fair?! This isn't fair!

Of course, as the nominal "boss" of this wasteland, Wanafree's position is still stable.