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

Wilson trembled all over, his face flushed with excitement.

"I am your shepherd! I am your torchbearer! I'm going back now! I'm going to tear down that damned particle collider and build your temple instead!"

The Western delegation members on the shore felt a chill run down their spines.

crazy.

He's completely gone mad.

They dismantled the particle collider to build a Dragon King Temple?

If this gets back to China, taxpayers will flood the White House!

"But... God."

Wilson suddenly calmed down, a hint of difficulty appearing on his face. "I have the will, but those politicians and tycoons... they only care about their own interests."

"If I go back to preach theology, they might put me in a mental hospital, or even... kill me."

He knows the rules of that world all too well.

Once he loses his usefulness, he may even become an "unstable factor."

CIA agents would not hesitate to have him "killed accidentally."

"You want to kill my dog?"

Li Chen snorted coldly, his dragon whiskers fluttering even without wind. "We'll see if they have the ability."

Before he finished speaking, a blinding golden light suddenly shone from a reverse scale between Li Chen's eyebrows.

"call out!"

A golden light shot out instantly, transforming into an extremely complex rune in the air, which was directly imprinted on Wilson's forehead.

"what!"

Wilson covered his forehead, feeling as if he had been branded with a hot iron.

But the pain was fleeting, replaced by an indescribable sense of connection. He felt as if his soul was bound together with the great being before him.

When he lowered his hand, everyone could clearly see that there was a golden dragon-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

The mark was so lifelike, as if it were alive, that it faintly exuded a chilling pressure.

"This Dragon Slave Seal borrowed one-thousandth of my divine sense."

Li Chen said calmly, "Ordinary weapons can't harm you in the slightest. If anyone tries to kill you, this mark will teach them a lesson."

"also……"

With a flick of his dragon claw, Li Chen sent a stream of obscure information directly into Wilson's mind.

"I hereby bestow upon you the first volume of the Body Tempering Techniques."

"Although it was a beginner technique that even dogs wouldn't practice back in the cultivation world, in your place where spiritual energy is depleted, it's enough to make you tear apart tanks with your bare hands and withstand bullets with your bare body."

You don't even train dogs?

Wilson, however, was overjoyed, feeling the profound movement diagrams and breathing techniques in his mind, and was so excited that tears streamed down his face.

With this, who would still do scientific research?

From now on, anyone who dares to question the Dragon God will be physically exorcised!

"Go."

Li Chen waved his claws somewhat listlessly, and his enormous body began to slowly sink into the lake, while the surrounding white mist surged and closed once more.

"Don't disappoint me."

"Otherwise, this physical body, which I can give you, I can also take back."

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the divine being!"

Wilson prostrated himself on the ground until the lake had completely calmed down before slowly standing up.

At this point, his demeanor had undergone a complete transformation.

The previous humility and fear vanished completely.

He turned around and looked at his former colleagues, superiors, and bodyguards on the shore.

The diplomat who had once been so arrogant towards him now dared not look Wilson in the eye.

Because in those eyes, he saw no reverence for worldly power, only a condescending pity.

It's like watching a group of uncivilized monkeys.

"Professor Wilson..."

The assistant stepped forward shakily. "What...what should we do? Do we really have to..."

Call me High Priest.

Wilson interrupted him coldly, reaching out to straighten his tattered suit with an elegant gesture, as if he were adjusting the Pope's robes.

He touched the golden dragon mark between his eyebrows, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Preparing to return home."

"Notify the President, notify Congress, notify the presidents of all Ivy League schools."

"I'm going to hold a press conference."

"The theme is..." Wilson looked at the rising sun in the east, "'Science is dead, the Dragon God shall rise.'"

……

Half an hour later.

At the foot of Yufeng Mountain.

Watching the Western convoy leave in a disheveled state, Chen Dong stood with his hands behind his back, a half-smile on his face.

"Old Chen, isn't this move... a bit too ruthless?"

Standing to the side, Wang Yijun couldn't help but speak up, "Let a Nobel laureate go back and engage in feudal superstition? If that really happens, won't the Western world be thrown into chaos?"

"Chaos?"

Chen Dong took out a pack of special-supply cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Wang Yijun, lit it himself, and took a deep drag. "It's good that things are in chaos."

He exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes becoming incredibly deep.

"For the past century, they have used the swords of 'science' and 'democracy' to carry out cultural colonization around the world, almost breaking our backbone."

"Now, Mr. Li has given us a new knife."

Chen Dong pointed to the sky, "This is called 'dimensional reduction attack.' Before, we exported pandas and kung fu, which was just for others to watch."

"Now, what we are exporting is 'God'."

"Think about it, when their elite class discovers that believing in the Dragon God can truly grant immortality, cure cancer, and bestow supernatural powers... will they still believe in God? Will they still believe in the so-called beacon of freedom?"

Wang Yijun was stunned for a moment, then gasped, "This is... a cultural invasion akin to digging up ancestral graves!"

"Not only that."

Chen Dong flicked his cigarette ash, looked up at the cloud-shrouded mountaintop, and said with deep awe, "Mr. Li is playing a grand game."

"What he wants is not just the tribute from the Dragon Kingdom."

"He wants to make all civilizations on this planet kneel at his feet."

"And we..."

Chen Dong smiled and said, "They were among the earliest players to move pieces on this chessboard."

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