I put monsters and super powers in America

For example, No. 499 High School has hundreds of students, but the total amount of willpower they provide per hour is only about 50 points. However, since the entire Queens Borough is discussing this matter enthusiastically, the base is large enough, so the main dragon still makes a lot of money.

As for those YouTube videos with tens of thousands of viewers, the amount of energy they contribute per hour is also only 50...

Maybe it’s because not many people have taken these videos seriously so far.

Even so, thanks to the public opinion frenzy caused by the "Mothman Incident", the main dragon still gained as much as 2800 points of willpower in just one morning.

"However, as the heat of this matter cools down, the amount of wishes I gain will also decrease."

Sure enough, the growth rate of the power of vows slowed down a lot in the afternoon.

Adding up all the channels, I only gained 1600 wishes throughout the afternoon.

Even so, at the end of the day, the main dragon successfully accumulated 4400 vows.

Including the previous balance, his total willpower has now reached 7696 points.

The school bell rang, and the main dragon packed up his textbooks and walked towards the library with Tifa.

Tifa seemed a little absent-minded today, her bright eyes drifting away from time to time.

When solving physics exercises, she made frequent mistakes, which was uncharacteristic of her. Some simple problems that she could see through at a glance now made her frown.

Zhulong did not blame her. He just picked up the pen patiently, circled the place where she made a mistake, and explained the solution to the problem again.

Tifa supported her chin, her black eyelashes trembling slightly, staring at the profile of the main dragon beside her.

She looked at his lips moving slightly as he explained, and listened to his clear analysis, feeling a sense of security in her heart.

"It's amazing. After going through something like that, you're still so calm."

[+80 Willpower, admiration and emotion from Tifa. ]

Tifa stared at him in a daze until the main dragon's slightly puzzled voice brought her back to reality.

"Is there something on my face?" The main dragon turned his head and looked at her calmly.

"Ah? Nothing, nothing!" Tifa's cheeks turned red.

She hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to tidy up the exercise books scattered on the table, but her ears were burning uncontrollably.

[+80 Wish Power, from Tifa's shyness. ]

In this slightly ambiguous atmosphere, an old but powerful voice broke the silence.

"It's closed! Little couple!"

It was the old librarian again. She waved the feather duster in her hand and started clearing the room like she was herding chickens.

The Lord Dragon subconsciously defended himself, "We are not...", but was interrupted impatiently by the old lady.

"Fuck you! The way she looks at you is so ugly!" The old lady snorted, and the feather duster almost hit the main dragon's head.

Tifa's cheeks turned even redder, almost bleeding.

She stamped her feet, grabbed the main dragon's wrist, and pulled him out of the library, as if to escape from this embarrassing place.

[+100 Wishes, from Tifa's shame.]

The two walked side by side on the street shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, their shadows stretched out very long.

"Yesterday...what happened yesterday, won't there be any trouble with the police?" Tifa broke the silence, her tone full of worry.

"It's okay. It has nothing to do with you."

The Lord Dragon's answer was brief and calm as always.

"I'm worried about you!"

Tifa stopped, turned around and looked at the main dragon seriously, with a determined light in her eyes.

Seeing her serious expression, Master Dragon's heart moved slightly. He said, "Don't worry. With the Mothman incident, neither the police nor the White Eagle Gang will focus on a small Asian like me."

When they reached the parting intersection, Tifa looked at the main dragon hesitantly, her plump lips opened several times, but in the end she said nothing. She just said "goodbye" softly, turned around and left quickly, leaving behind a swaying figure.

[+100 Willpower, from Tifa's struggle and regret.]

The Dragon Master looked at the number "8096" displayed on his Willpower panel and felt a little relieved. "I thought it would be difficult to accumulate 5000 willpower, but I actually exceeded the task."

Returning to the rusty RV, the main dragon locked the door and entered Gaia's dream again.

The scene before his eyes changed again, and he turned into the ginkgo seedling rooted in the pristine wetland.

Under the shade of the tree, the chick-yellow, fluffy little Tyrannosaurus Rex was still curled up, but its breathing had become extremely weak, like a candle that would go out at any moment.

"Feed."

Following the master dragon's will, 5000 points of willpower gathered at the mouth of the little Tyrannosaurus Rex like a stream, condensing into a white and fat, constantly wriggling flesh worm as thick as a forearm.

The nose of the dying little Tyrannosaurus Rex twitched slightly twice, and then its tightly closed golden vertical pupils suddenly opened. Without any hesitation, it opened its small mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed the fat white worm in one gulp.

[The 'Tyrannosaurus Rex cub' has eaten and is no longer near death.]

"call……"

"I passed the first level pretty easily."

The main dragon breathed a sigh of relief, and the little Tyrannosaurus Rex was obviously much more energetic.

It stood up, shook its tender yellow feathers, then stretched out its two slender long legs and ran out of the shelter of the ginkgo tree and ran towards a muddy river beach not far away.

Less than ten minutes later, he came back with a catfish in his mouth?

"There's no dorsal fin, and there are three pairs of tentacles in the mouth..."

"It's an electric catfish!"

Electric catfish belongs to the family Elethridae of the order Siluriformes, is mainly distributed in Africa, and can grow to more than one meter in length; when stimulated, electric catfish can release 200-450 volts of voltage!

But the little Tyrannosaurus Rex bit its head to pieces in one bite, making it impossible for the electric catfish to use its special skills.

"boom!"

The little Tyrannosaurus Rex slammed the electric catfish to the ground and prepared to enjoy his own meal.

The main dragon's consciousness was focused on the electric catfish.

[Detected creature 'Prehistoric Electric Catfish', possesses the innate skill: 'Discharge'.]

[Copying the skill 'Discharge' consumes 3000 willpower. Note: Only living creatures can copy this skill.]

"Fuck, he didn't die even after his head was bitten off!?"

"Copy!" The main dragon made a prompt decision.

[3000 points of willpower consumed, 96 points of willpower remaining. Skill 'Discharge' has been copied.]

"Return to the real world."

My consciousness returned to the narrow RV, and the system prompt appeared again.

Due to the dimensionality reduction of high-dimensional power, the skill "Discharge" has been upgraded to "Control Thunder." The user with this skill can manipulate the power of lightning to attack, defend, or strengthen themselves.

"Control the thunder..."

This skill seems very powerful, but do I really need to control it myself?

Do you really want to transform into a hero in American comics and punish evil and promote good?

"No, it's a bit risky."

"But in three months, Gaia's dream will usher in a stormy season. To cope with it, I must accumulate at least 100,000 wishes..."

"We still have to do something."

Master Dragon pondered and casually turned on the old TV in the RV that could only receive a few channels.

The screen flickered a few times, and a news anchor in a suit with a serious expression appeared.

"...Now, a breaking news story. Louis Mangione, the perpetrator of the highly publicized 'Union Insurance Building Shooting', will be executed tonight."

Luif Mangione.

A few months ago, he shot and killed the CEO of UnitedHealth Group in Manhattan, New York.

The victim's modus operandi involved firing multiple shots from behind using a 3D-printed silenced pistol. Police found bullet casings at the crime scene inscribed with words like "reject," "defend," and "delay," which are common tactics used by insurance companies to deny claims.

After committing the crime, Louis fled the scene on a bicycle and was recognized and arrested five days later while dining at a McDonald's in Pennsylvania.

During the trial, he claimed that the United Insurance Company had defrauded him and many of his neighbors of their pensions, leaving them with a miserable old age and even leading some to commit suicide.

He believed his actions were "seeking justice."

This case caused a huge uproar at the time, with extensive media coverage. The public's views on the matter were also extremely complicated, with some sympathizing and some condemning.

"and many more?"

"I remember that skills can be given to others, right?"

"To Mr. Louis, please?"

6. No, how can my monster still drop experience after it dies?

Six o'clock in the evening, Xingxing Prison, electric shock room.

Cold metal restraints tightly bound Louis Mangione's wrists and ankles, though not sturdy, yet still defined by their muscles, pinning him firmly to the cold oak electric chair. The metal hood covered in electrodes atop his head, like the crown of death about to unleash divine punishment, emanated an unsettling chill.

He closed his eyes and prayed silently.

But he was not asking for God's forgiveness.

"I am innocent! No need for forgiveness!"

Louis repeated this sentence in his mind.

"Damn it, it's 'health insurance company'!"

"When people shell out their hard-earned money to buy their crappy insurance, they're talking about all sorts of 'comprehensive protection' and 'worry-free family life'."

"Bullshit! When the time comes to pay compensation, they pull out that disclaimer that's thicker than the Bible. They won't pay here, they won't qualify there. It's all a legal trap they've designed!"

"People are losing their fortunes and even living on the streets because they can't afford medical treatment, yet they're still celebrating record profits with champagne! These vampires are eating away at the very foundation of this country! I just sent a termite to hell early, what's wrong with that?"

In fact, Louis's family is well off.

He is even a highly educated person, but because of his chronic cervical spine problem, he has to go in and out of the hospital all year round.

He has seen too many families fall into despair because insurance companies refused to pay.

Those ordinary people who originally worked hard and were full of hope for life, the good people, the people who truly supported this country, were strangled by the double blow of illness and insurance companies. Not only did they lose all their money, but their dignity was also shattered.

"What a tragic irony!" Louis's lips curled up in a cold arc. "New York State has clearly abolished the death penalty, but just because I killed a powerful person, they can't wait to hand me over to the federal government and restart this long-dormant death machine!"

"It's just to make an example of someone and tell everyone that this is what will happen to anyone who dares to challenge the order of capital!"

Anger burned in his chest like magma.

Looking out the window, the warden raised his hand expressionlessly.

"Zi la——!"

A sharp sound of electric current suddenly rang out, and the strong electric current instantly penetrated Louis' body!

He screamed, his body suddenly arched backward, his muscles cramping violently with pain.

But it was only a momentary pain.

The expected pain of tearing flesh and burning nerves did not continue. Instead, a strange feeling came over me.

Those violent electric currents did not destroy his body as he had imagined. Instead, they seemed to have found a home and gently merged into his limbs and bones, becoming a part of his body!

He could even feel that every cell in his body was cheering and greedily devouring this sudden huge amount of energy.

He could clearly feel the electrons jumping and running happily in the air, in the walls, and in the cold metal!

At the same time, outside the Star Prison, in the square in front of the Federal Court, spotlights were flashing non-stop.

A group of lawyers in suits and ties with slicked-back hair and powdered faces were surrounded by reporters. They were the legal team hired by the United Insurance Company at a high price, and they were proudly accepting interviews at the moment.

The prosecutor leading the case, a man named Harvey Denton, spoke eloquently to the camera: "...Luif Mangione, a cold-blooded killer who disregarded the lives of others and used violence to destroy social order, has finally received the punishment he deserved! Justice has been served! Tonight, the dignity of the law has been defended..."

His voice was full of sanctimonious hypocrisy. The insurance company lawyers around him nodded in agreement, with tacit and slick smiles on their faces.

suddenly!

"Om-!"

An indescribable terrifying pressure descended from the sky like a tangible sound wave, instantly enveloping the entire square!