I, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, am being kept by the state.

The seven-day construction period has passed in the blink of an eye.

Yufeng Mountain, once an obscure hill on the outskirts of Beijing, has become the focus of global attention.

CCTV's slow-motion live broadcast room has already surpassed 300 million online viewers, and is still growing at an alarming rate.

In the image, the main structure of the temple rises from the ground.

Not a single steel bar, not a single bag of cement.

Thousands of tons of precious timber from all over the country are meticulously assembled by thousands of top craftsmen using ingenious mortise and tenon joints.

With its soaring eaves, intricately carved beams, and painted rafters, the unique grandeur and solemnity of ancient Chinese architecture captivated the global architectural community through the screen.

"My God, is this architecture? This is a work of art!"

"Seven days...they want to complete a building on the scale of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City in seven days? They're insane! The entire Chinese nation has gone mad!"

The barrage comments in the live stream have long since evolved from the initial "cloud supervisors" into a giant "wishing wall" covering the entire screen.

"May our ancestors bless my son; he will definitely get into Peking University this year!"

"Dragon Lord, I beg you, please let my mother, who is suffering from cancer, live a few more years."

May our China enjoy peace, prosperity, and favorable weather!

Messages, a mixture of simple wishes and devout prayers, converged into an invisible, powerful torrent.

Inside the necklace space.

The originally chaotic and dark world was illuminated by countless golden points of light, like a warm galaxy.

Li Chenlong's slumbering soul felt as if it were in the most comfortable hot spring. The cracks in his soul caused by the forced rain were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

Across the ocean, at CIA headquarters.

Burns stared blankly at the temple gradually taking shape on the screen, his eyes no longer filled with the rage of before, but only with cold rationality.

He learned a lesson from that massacre in the intelligence community.

Never fight in someone else's territory using methods you're not good at.

miracle?

Then let's use science to deconstruct it, let's use science to destroy it.

He dialed an encrypted number.

"Initiate the 'Prometheus' Project."

Half an hour later.

Starlink Future, the world's largest private aerospace technology company with close ties to the CIA, held a global press conference.

The company's chief scientist, a Nobel laureate, made a high-profile announcement at the conference that their "Global Atmospheric Ion Intervention System" had achieved a breakthrough.

At the same time, he "casually" issued an emergency warning.

"According to our model, the ionosphere in the Beijing area of ​​China will experience rare and violent disturbances within the next 72 hours, which is very likely to form an unprecedented strong electromagnetic storm."

He pointed to a complex, dynamic simulation on the screen, his tone grave.

"The energy of this storm is enough to paralyze all electronic devices and even... trigger geological disasters."

"We have noticed that a large-scale ancient building project is underway in the area, and we kindly remind you that such an all-wood structure is nothing short of a giant torch during thunderstorms."

The implication is self-evident.

It's not a miracle at all; it's just unusual magnetic field activity.

What protection? A natural disaster can turn your totem to ashes.

The incident immediately caused an uproar in global public opinion.

The battle between "science" and "myth" has been brought to the forefront.

……

The seventh day, at noon.

The temple's inauguration ceremony was broadcast live globally.

At the summit of Yufeng Mountain, the newly built temple is bathed in sunlight, with its white marble railings and golden glazed tile roof, solemn and majestic.

However, the scene in the sky was completely at odds with this peaceful atmosphere.

Just as predicted by "Starlink Future".

From some unknown time, thick, dark clouds gathered from all directions, casting a dark shadow over the mountaintop.

Purple lightning bolts danced wildly in the clouds, emitting a muffled roar.

At the foot of the mountain, countless people who had been eagerly waiting showed expressions of worry.

Foreign journalists, on the other hand, were excited and had already prepared headlines such as "Miracle Turns into Disaster, Chinese Totem Dream Shattered."

On the altar, Chen Dong, dressed in formal attire, stood with a solemn expression.

Ignoring the lightning and thunder overhead, he carried a box carved from a single piece of warm jade in both hands and walked step by step up the steps of the main hall.

In the center of the main hall, a nine-meter-tall five-clawed golden dragon statue stands coiled, its body carved from thousand-year-old golden nanmu wood, and its eyes being two large luminous pearls.

The eyes of billions of people around the world are focused on this.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket ripped through the sky and struck the mountaintop!

In that instant, Chen Dong opened the jade box and steadily placed the dragon-shaped necklace, which had long since become dull and lifeless, like ordinary iron, into the wide-open mouth of the golden dragon statue.

In an instant.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Buzz—"

A visible golden ripple spread outwards from the temple!

The lightning bolt that was about to strike vanished silently the instant it touched the golden ripples, like ice and snow melting away.

Followed by.

A beam of golden light shot into the sky from the temple!

That pillar of light, piercing through the heavens and the earth, was like an invincible sword, instantly piercing a huge hole in the thick, dark clouds that shrouded the mountain peak!

Wherever the beam of light reached, all the dark clouds were dispelled.

The sky, like a sapphire, has been washed clean again.

A seven-colored ray of light appeared out of nowhere, stretching across the sky, like a divine bridge, enveloping the entire Yufeng Mountain.

Peaceful and sacred.

The CNN reporter gaped, and the article slipped from his hands.

Burns stared intently at the screen, crushing the coffee cup in his hand. The scalding liquid splashed onto his hand, but he felt no pain whatsoever.

His "science" was utterly crushed at that moment.

……

Inside the necklace space.

That torrent of incense offerings, gathered from hundreds of millions of people and refined to the extreme, poured into Li Chen's dragon soul like a bursting dam.

"boom!"

Li Chen suddenly opened his eyes!

Within those pale golden vertical pupils, the birth and death of stars and the passage of time seemed to be reflected.

The originally illusory dragon body solidified instantly under the infusion of incense, and each newly grown dragon scale flowed with dazzling golden light.

He sensed it.

I felt a connection that was both unprecedented and incredibly familiar.

That is a profound bond, like blood ties, established between the land beneath their feet and every devout soul on this land.

He was no longer a solitary passerby.

Li Chen slightly raised his dragon head and let out a deep dragon roar.

The dragon's roar emanated from the golden dragon statue, but instead of causing a great upheaval, it transformed into a long, resonant bell chime that echoed through the heavens.

"Thump—"

Wherever the bell tolled, at the foot of Mount Yufeng, all those bathed in golden light, regardless of age, felt an unprecedented clarity of mind.

Some elderly people who have been suffering from chronic illnesses felt a warm current flowing through their limbs and bones, and felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

miracle!

A true miracle!

The cheers and kowtows were deafening, echoing through the sky.