I put monsters and super powers in America

"Ah sneeze——!"

Zhulong, who was browsing his phone and reading the news with great interest, sneezed loudly without any warning.

[+200 Willpower, derived from Atlas' ambition and sincere gratitude to the 'Lord' and 'Father'.]

"Hmm?" The Dragon Master rubbed his nose, looking at the sudden reminder full of "filial piety" in his mind, a look of confusion appeared on his face. "This old fox, what nonsense is he thinking about again? But... this wish power came at a very timely moment."

He happily accepted the "offering" and silently replied in his heart - "You're welcome!"

"But... it's kind of awkward to be called 'father' by an old man like you. I don't have a son as old as you."

He shook his head, looking away from his phone screen and towards the huge TV in the room, which was broadcasting live CNN news.

On the screen, the streets of Charlottesville, Virginia, have completely turned into post-war ruins.

A group of Antifa members, dressed in black, with turbans covering their faces and holding various anti-fascist slogans, were fighting with another group of Alt-right white supremacists, who were also fully armed and waving Union flags and swastika flags.

Homemade Molotov cocktails exploded in the crowd, and the raging flames ignited trash cans and vehicles on the roadside; bricks, stones, and even baseball bats and golf clubs stolen from nearby stores flew wildly in the air, and from time to time people were hit with bloody heads and fell to the ground screaming.

The local police were caught between these two equally fanatical and violent extremists, and were in a dilemma. They could only fire tear gas in vain to try to disperse them, but with little effect.

The main dragon looked at this "beautiful scenery" full of the characteristics of "free America" ​​and showed a smile on his face that was as innocent as a child, but with a hint of mischief.

"Alas, you fight so hard, but your equipment is so outdated, it's not entertaining at all. How can you attract viewers? The ratings are not going up, and my wish power is also increasing slowly."

"Oh, this has nothing to do with me. It's because of the removal of the Robert E. Lee statue."

He shook his head, looking regretful, as if he was disappointed with someone.

"Looks like it's time for me to get involved and give both of you some 'divine equipment' to boost your combat effectiveness and make this scene more interesting."

He closed his eyes, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

But in fact, his consciousness, like the fastest network signal, had already crossed the barriers of time and space and once again dived into the original world that belonged only to him and was full of infinite possibilities and vitality.

"Gaia's Dream, here I come."

69. Alvarezsaurus

When the familiar air mixed with humus and vitality hit his face again, he knew that he had returned to this ancient land that belonged only to him.

It had only been two days since she left the real world, but in Gaia's dream, significant changes had occurred.

The most intuitive thing is water.

The creek, once a meandering stream, had grown considerably, becoming a sizable, muddy river. The rising waters flooded the barren beaches and low-lying areas, bringing unprecedented vitality.

Large schools of fish were washed down from the upstream areas by the abundant water flow and huddled together in the river. From time to time, a few unlucky, small bowfin fish were washed onto the shallows by the current, flapping their gills in vain.

More importantly, the river also brought a large number of huge, swollen driftwood, which was washed ashore and piled up layer by layer, forming a natural "wooden reef" full of gaps and holes.

These driftwoods filled with damp sawdust and a rotting smell have apparently become a "food paradise" in the eyes of some new residents.

Soon, a dinosaur that caught his eye came into his "field of vision".

It was a slender and peculiar predatory dinosaur, not particularly large, with a length from head to tail of only about three meters, less than four meters, about the same length as the Tyrannosaurus Rex cub that was in its "adolescence".

They have extremely agile bodies and particularly long legs. Their bodies are covered with a layer of dense, primitive bird-like feathers, most of which are gray-brown or khaki in color to blend in with the surrounding environment.

The most striking feature of them is their highly specialized, short but unusually strong forelimbs.

At the end of the forelimbs, there is a huge, sickle-like curved single claw that is more than ten centimeters long; the other two fingers have already shown a tendency to degenerate greatly.

At this moment, several such dinosaurs were surrounding a huge piece of driftwood.

They first used their huge claws like iron hooks to dig a deep hole in the hard wood in just a few strokes. Then, they extended their slender, anteater-like tongues covered with mucus into the hole and licked out the fat, white wood-boring beetle larvae hiding inside one by one, then swallowed them with satisfaction.

"Haplocheirus, an Alvarezsaurus."

The main dragon recognized the origins of these little guys at a glance.

This dinosaur, which lived in Xinjiang during the Late Jurassic, is the largest and oldest member of the enigmatic Alvarezsauridae family. Its primary diet consisted of various insects, small vertebrates, and the occasional fish, making it an opportunist.

The ecological niche was probably similar to that of today's foxes.

Their iconic giant single claw is a super "can opener" evolved to break through hard bark or the equally solid mounds of early termites.

Another characteristic of them is that they are fast.

“Hey hey hey——!!”

A sharp, panicked cry, like that of some large wading bird, was heard.

The Wanafree Tyrannosaurus Rex, which had just finished its snacks and was bored to death, suddenly jumped up from the pile of fish bones next to it, stretched out its two long legs, and rushed towards the Sauria that were concentrating on "eating".

It didn't look like hunting, but more like an energetic kid chasing chickens in the yard.

The simple-handed dragons were obviously frightened by this "local snake" who suddenly appeared. They made a terrified "na na" sound, dropped the delicious food in their mouths, and turned around and ran away.

Their two slender and powerful hind legs burst out at an astonishing speed, like an arrow shot from a bow, leaving several gray-brown afterimages on the wasteland.

Wanafree chased after it for a long time, only to find that the gap between them was widening, and it couldn't even catch up. It stopped panting, made a disdainful "Ga" sound, and then, as if nothing had happened, it staggered back to its "dining table" and continued to pick out the leftover fish bones.

The Reptiles couple also showed enough respect for these new "neighbors" to keep their distance. After all, their diets didn't conflict; they ate insects while they ate meat, so there was no competition.

The only minor friction was the group of Jehol pterosaurs in the sky.

As the scutosaur used its giant claws to break the bark of the driftwood, some frightened flying beetles buzzed out.

If the tongue of the Scaphodon was not fast enough, the Jehol Pterosaurs hovering in the air would swarm over like diving fighter jets and snatch all the "air takeout".

Every time this happened, the pterosaurs whose food had been stolen would be so angry that they would jump on the spot, making non-stop "na na" sounds, stretching their necks and jumping up, angrily chasing the pterosaurs that were showing off their power in the air after getting their food. The scene was once very lively.

The main dragon was amazed at what he saw. He felt that his Gaia dream was about to turn into a "prehistoric ecological zoo" with rich species diversity.

He focused his attention on one of the Simple Hand Dragons that was "swearing" at the Pterosaur.

[Detected the creature 'Simple Hand Dragon', possessing the innate skills: [Hard Claws], [Large Size].]

When the main dragon saw this skill, he almost laughed out loud.

【Large-scale】?

Just a little over three meters long and weighing an estimated 70 kilograms? Can this be called "large"?

If Wanafree on his side heard this, wouldn't he laugh his head off?

But on second thought, there's nothing wrong with it.

After all, most Alvarezsaurids were about the size of a turkey. As the "big brother" among them, Simplochirus was already a "giant" in the family, so it's reasonable to say that it was the "largest" member.

Moreover, this "large-scale" is relative.

What does it mean to put a body that is more than three meters long and weighs seventy kilograms into the modern ecosystem of the earth?

At least in terms of size, it can compete with an adult leopard or even some female cougars!

Of course, we can't win by fighting.

A creature like the Sciurus, with a beaked mouth and not very sharp teeth, lacks weapons for killing; it is no match for the cats with sharp teeth and claws.

However, although the combat power is not strong, but...

"This skill is quite interesting."

Several "chosen ones" who were suitable for this skill instantly emerged in the main dragon's mind.

Add to that the [Hard Claws]—claws that could easily break through tough bark and termite mounds. If given to humans, coupled with the [Enlargement] after the upgrade, it would be simply...

Blade Giant!

"It's decided to be you."

The main dragon confirmed his choice in his mind without hesitation.

[Copying the skill 'Hard Claw' requires 500 willpower.]

[Copying the skill 'Large Scale' consumes 500 willpower.]

"Tsk, the price is quite reasonable." The main dragon nodded in satisfaction and confirmed the copy. "I want one of each of these two skills."

These two abilities don't look that great, and they're actually not that great either.

"Large-scale" looks impressive, but it depends on who's getting large-scaled. Large-scaled dinosaurs like giant sauropods or Tyrannosaurus Rex are definitely impressive, but the large-scaled dinosaurs of less than four meters...

It's a bit funny.

But no matter what, as long as it can bring about the power of vows, it is good!

As for the ten copies of [Lightness] he had copied from the Jehol Pterosaur, he had other plans. That skill was intended for another, larger and more special "clan."

After doing all this, he exited Gaia's dream with satisfaction.

His consciousness returned to the hotel suite in Hawaii filled with sunshine and laziness, and his eyes fell on the TV screen again.

In the picture, the riots in Charlottesville, Virginia have reached a fever pitch.

A group of "alt-right" white supremacists with face paint and waving Confederate flags were grappling with an especially sturdy-looking Antifa member with a black face.

On the other side, several Antifa members holding homemade Molotov cocktails and several Skinhead members waving baseball bats and with Nazi swastikas tattooed on their bodies were cursing and throwing stones at each other across a burning police car.

Outside the venue, a pickup truck suddenly drove over.

He carefully examined everyone in the picture, like a housewife picking out the freshest ingredients in the market.

Soon, an unfathomable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was the mastermind behind the scenes.

The target has been chosen.

70. Lincoln Fly to Washington

Although he still received a barrage of scolding and even had a crystal ashtray graze his head; but after the Defense Minister exaggeratedly reported Atlas's perfect plan of "making a feint to the east and attacking the drug dealers in the west" and the great news of "trying to recruit the vigilantes", and attributed all the credit to himself, he finally got through safely.

At least, he doesn't have to leave the lucrative position of Defense Minister.

The joy of retaining power made the defense minister, who had just been worried, instantly inflate again, as if the person who had been scolded before was not him at all.

He immediately straightened his back, seized the opportunity, and began to smuggle his own "private goods".

Those contents are not what Atlas taught.

"My plan goes beyond that. Once our 'Super Marun' force has accumulated sufficient combat experience in cracking down on drug traffickers and its size has expanded, we can definitely send some of our most elite troops to more... well, more critical locations."

"For example, Yokosuka, Sasebo, or Okinawa," the defense minister said, a malicious, hawkish glint in his eyes. "We don't need to engage in direct conflict with the Eastern powers. We just need to let our super soldiers make a 'friendly' pass by their doorsteps from time to time. Let them know that their 'Great Wall of the Sea' is nothing more than a tattered fence that can be torn down at any time in our eyes."

This idea was naturally accepted.

Because this plan, without almost any additional cost, can make the Eastern superpower that has always made him angry feel like a thorn in his back and a lump in his throat. It is simply disgusting - disgusting to the extreme.

The most important thing is that in their hearts, the Eastern superpower has no other options.

Just as the Defense Minister was feeling proud of his "new strategy" that was full of imperialist evil intentions, the emergency communications officer from the war room rushed in again, crawling all the way.

"Oh no! Something big happened in Charlottesville, Virginia!"

"What's going on?!" The Defense Minister slammed the table impatiently. "What monster has emerged from another sewer?!"

"No... not a monster, sir!" the communications officer's voice was filled with tears. "It's... a riot! A large-scale riot! The neo-Nazis of the 'Alt-Right' and the mad dogs of 'Antifa' are fighting in the streets of the city center! The local police have completely lost control of the situation!"

The name Charlottesville is like a scar that will never heal for this administration. A few years ago, a rally organized by white supremacists here devolved into a bloody and violent conflict, embroiling him in a huge public outcry.

Now, history is repeating itself, and it's still in Antifa, a radical organization that he sees as secretly supported by the Democratic Party and specifically against him.

To be honest, in the eyes of the current top leaders of the United States, Antifa is as disgusting as a fly on a plate; but they also look down on the "alt-right", a group of idiots whose heads are filled with racist garbage and who are good for nothing but causing trouble.

These two groups of people are birds of a feather, the two smelliest and most disgusting rat shits in the pot of American society.

"Let them fight!" the roar rang out again. "Get the person reporting this out! I don't want to hear any news about that damn city! Let the spokesperson issue a bland statement condemning all forms of violence and calling for peace and reason, and then leave them alone! Let them fight each other!"

……

Downtown Charlottesville, Virginia.

The streets that were once peaceful and full of history have now turned into a devastated battlefield.

The pungent smell of pepper spray and tear gas, mixed with the odor of burning garbage, filled the air. Sirens, roars, and the dull thud of clubs and shields clashed one after another.

There are clear barriers on both sides of the street.

On one side, there were the "alt-right" groups holding high the Confederate flag and the swastika flag. Most of them were overweight, bearded white men wearing T-shirts printed with various racist slogans and wielding baseball bats, iron pipes, and even hunting rifles brought from home.

Opposite them stood a group of Antifa members dressed in black and wearing black masks. They held homemade shields, Molotov cocktails, and any other "weapons" they could find, their eyes flashing with fanaticism and violence. They shouted slogans such as "Down with Faxis" and "Black Lives Matter" as they fiercely confronted the other side.

The local police had already been scattered by the violent crowd that was like two uncontrolled torrents. They could only barely maintain a fragile isolation zone and watch the conflict between the two sides escalate.

At this moment, a sharp sound of tire friction and engine roar suddenly came from behind the "Alt-Right" line!