Chapter 130: Strength Determines Status
In the conventional physical universe, speed and strength have always been linked.
From the moment early humans could pick up stones and hurl them at beasts, they grasped a fundamental law.
This law has been crucial knowledge from ancient, primitive times until humans could break out of Earth, and even into the future as they venture into space.
And now, Chris was about to demonstrate his power using this law, which humanity understood most deeply.
He ascended to a height of several hundred feet, then stomped his feet in mid-air. His immense strength caused the air beneath his feet to explode into shockwave ripples, allowing him to move freely in the sky.
Chris had wanted to do this ever since his speed broke the sound barrier.
However, various issues piled up later, and his own strength grew rapidly, preventing him from perfectly controlling himself, which is why he couldn't achieve his goal.
But now, having absorbed the life essence of fate and compensated for his mental shortcomings, Chris could finally unleash his full power perfectly.
Chris ran freely in the sky, his speed continuously increasing with his mastery of strength.
From the first second he leaped into the sky, Chris entered the supersonic realm, and before the second second arrived, his speed surged again.
By the third second, which was when the think tank experts saw Chris again via satellite, his speed had reached an astonishing level.
"Seven times—his speed exceeds Mach 7!"
Hearing the value calculated by his team member, the think tank leader slumped powerlessly into his chair.
After twenty years of diligent study and over thirty years of hard work, he'd finally reached this position where he could advise the President.
But now, looking at the blurry image on the satellite monitor and the data calculated by his subordinates, he felt that his past achievements seemed utterly meaningless.
The power of knowledge, the power of technology—how powerless they were before this superhuman!
Also having risen from a middle-class family, the think tank leader naturally understood what the speed Chris displayed meant.
Taking a deep breath, the oxygen calmed his brain. Then he reported to Bush Jr. in a steady voice: "Mr. President, everything I'm about to tell you is based on data calculated from existing science, and they are all genuinely possible."
After a very cautious warning, he began to translate the data calculated by the expert group into language Bush Jr. could quickly grasp and understand.
"According to our calculations, this... person's speed exceeds seven times the speed of sound, which means his body strength far surpasses steel, and his internal organs also possess this strength." The think tank leader hesitated for a moment but decided to categorize Chris as a human species.
"With such an extreme body structure and speed, the destructive power he can unleash also far exceeds what current human civilization can withstand.
To make a simple comparison, you can think of him as a hypersonic fighter jet capable of continuous bombing, and that doesn't even include the special firearm in his hand."
"According to the current structure of human civilization, he only needs to make a few passes through major cities to collapse present-day society.
And we currently have no effective countermeasures to stop him, and this even includes laser weapons that have already shown initial success."
Listening to the increasingly pessimistic tone in his earpiece, Bush Jr. responded calmly: "I understand. Now you all should get some rest."
Pulling the earpiece from his ear, Bush Jr. looked up and shouted: "Come down, Chris. I already know how powerful you are!"
"Hahaha, see how easy that was? I just worked up a sweat and avoided tons of casualties." Hearing Bush Jr.'s shout, Chris slowly reduced his speed and casually landed in front of Bush Jr.
However, Stewie looked at the scene before him, and the plot of Dragon Ball came to mind.
Shaking his head, feeling slightly weird, Stewie sighed, thinking he shouldn't watch TV shows randomly with Chris in the future; he was getting everything mixed up.
Chris laughed and was about to shake hands with Bush Jr., but seeing the strange expression on his face, he realized his clothes had already become shredded.
Fortunately, at this moment, a staffer approached with clothing, handed the extra-large suit to Chris, and then turned and left.
Clearly, those think tank experts had anticipated this and made preparations.
"Excuse me." Chris shook his body, shedding the fragments of his clothes, and changed right there in public.
"Whoa!" Everyone present gasped, then fell silent in unison.
Fox, hearing the gasps, self-consciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze drifting into the distance.
Fortunately, everyone had just been shocked by the giant, so no one noticed her reaction for a while.
Bush Jr. was clearly also surprised by Chris, but with his composure, he quickly regained his senses.
He chuckled, patting Chris's arm, and said: "In your world, you must also be an exceptionally gifted individual, right? Otherwise, this old man would be jealous!"
"Haha, when you have time, you can check it out. The general plot of Family Guy still matches our world."
"Oh?" Bush Jr. raised an eyebrow. This was significant information!
Until Chris displayed his power, Bush Jr. still thought Chris's claim of coming from a cartoon world was BS.
It was only after seeing Chris demonstrate his power and hearing him mention coming from the Family Guy world again that Bush Jr. began to actually believe it.
However, these were all side issues. As long as the power Chris displayed was real, then no matter where he came from, Bush Jr.'s attitude toward him wouldn't change.
This was respect for the strong!
"Alright, enough messing around." Sensing the change in everyone's attitude toward him, Chris wasn't going to waste any more time.
Seeing everyone hang on his every word, Chris felt that his strategy of running laps in the sky had been spot-on.
"Wesley, come here." Raising his hand, Chris pulled Wesley over, then pointed at him, his expression becoming serious.
Bush Jr. looked at Wesley with a confused expression. He knew this person's background; he was a local from their world.
So he didn't understand why Chris called this person over. Surely it wasn't to put him in the Oval Office, was it?
Facing an irresistible force, Bush Jr. couldn't help but let his mind wander.
"Because of my previous joke, I can't go home now. So I need your help to cooperate and send me home." Chris put his hands on Wesley and Bush Jr.'s shoulders, quietly recounting his previous boast.
By the time Chris finished explaining what happened, Bush Jr. was already shocked, his jaw dropped, and his eyes wide.
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