I'm not a drama god

Yang Xiao closed his eyes tightly, and his lips turned a little pale.

He did not answer, as if he had used all his energy to sense the falling nuclear weapon... So far, he could only control some small, motionless metals. Although a nuclear weapon was not too big overall, it moved too fast.

How long would it take for the nuclear weapon to fall? Ten seconds? Fifteen seconds? To keep up with its speed and deflect it in such a short time would be too difficult for Yang Xiao at the moment...

But if you can’t do it, you will die!

Yang Xiao's brain was working frantically and scarlet blood was flowing out of his seven orifices... Since he gained this power, he had never worked so hard.

Flickering points of light fell from the clouds, and the tip of the pen moved closer to the center of the city.

Just when it was almost halfway down, an inexplicable force suddenly surged out, as if someone forcibly grabbed one of its ends, twisting its direction abruptly, drawing an arc that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, and flew towards the suburbs not far away!

The Grim Reaper's scythe sank diagonally into the empty residential area. After a brief silence, an extremely blinding fireball expanded wildly in all directions to the west!

boom--! ! ! ! !

The deafening roar penetrated the eardrums of everyone in the shelter. The violently shaking earth seemed as if the sky would collapse and the earth would give way at any moment. Everyone subconsciously bent down and covered their ears, with expressions of pain and fear.

Just when everyone was terrified, Yang Xiao, whose face was pale, suddenly swayed and fell backwards with his head held high.

"Yang Xiao!"

Lu Xun and Chu Changqing, one on each side, supported him.

The tremors of collapsed houses continued to echo, dust was flying in the underground shelter, violent coughing and crying could be heard one after another. This explosion was much closer than the last one, causing many people to have emotional breakdowns.

"The shelter didn't collapse...did he successfully change the trajectory of the nuclear weapons?" Chu Changqing said in shock.

"It should be." Lu Xun gently let Yang Xiao lie flat on the ground, his eyes were a little complicated, "Although Yang Xiao doesn't like to talk on weekdays, but at critical moments, he is always more reliable than anyone else..."

"We have only avoided the impact of the explosion now...but what about the nuclear radiation and harmful fallout?" Su Zhiwei asked worriedly, remembering what Lu Xun had just said.

"Even if the wall had weakened, we should have been exposed to nuclear radiation by now."

Lu Xun pondered for a moment, then looked down at his palm, where a faint starlight flickered silently.

"Maybe... I can try."

……

The shockwave of the second nuclear strike swept across the entire Wushan town. All the buildings visible to the naked eye were instantly destroyed, leaving only a mess on the ground...

Chen Ling stood on a distant mountain, the hem of his robe fluttering in the wind. He waited until the fiery explosion completely dissipated before he slowly lowered his arms and opened his eyes.

Looking at the devastated city in front of him, Chen Ling was stunned for a long while...

"Oops……"

"Oops!!!"

Chen Ling didn't care about the nuclear radiation and fallout at all, and took the first step with the Cloud Step, rushing towards Wushan Town!

This time the nuclear strike area is in the small town of Wushan. Even if Lu Xun and others were not injured by the explosion, the subsequent series of nuclear pollution would endanger their lives.

If any of the Nine Princes died in this disaster, everything would be over!

The bright red costume faded away in the gray sky.

After a few minutes,

Two figures slowly floated out from the rock formations in the mountain.

Fu Kun's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, his entire body drenched in cold sweat... He looked at the Wushan town that had been razed to the ground in front of him, with a look of fear still on his face.

He was almost engulfed by the explosion. If Yingfu hadn't taken action and carried him first into the ground, avoiding the direct impact of the nuclear strike, he would not have survived even if he had two lives.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Kun turned his head stiffly and kowtowed twice to the man behind him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!!!"

Ying Fu just nodded lightly and did not respond.

At this moment, he was staring at the small town of Wushan after the explosion, and the haze that enveloped the entire city, his brows slightly furrowed...

"Strange thing... Why is there a strange smell in the air after the explosion..."

"Ah?" Fu Kun was stunned. He sniffed.

"I didn't feel it... But the cloud created by the second nuclear weapon explosion does seem to be different from the first one... Were these two nuclear weapons not produced by the same country?"

This was the only explanation Fu Kun could think of.

Ying Fu thought for a moment and shook his head. No matter what secrets this second nuclear weapon concealed, he didn't care... Although the small town of Wushan was involved, his ministers should all be in the 749 Bureau and were well protected.

On the first day Ying Fu arrived in Wushan Town, he discussed with Han Xiang the various anomalies of this conference. Although Ying Fu did not foresee the coming of a nuclear strike, he had actually guessed long ago that the group of people from Bureau 749 who gathered the owners of Shinto would most likely not harm them. After all, no matter in any era, this group of people are extremely precious talents.

Now seeing the nuclear strike coming, Ying Fu has completely seen through the logical relationship behind the Wushan Conference. All the clues are connected in his mind, naturally including the protected "white hands".

"...let's go."

Ying Fu turned and walked away.

Fu Kun was stunned, "Aren't you going to wait for Han Xiang and the others?"

"They are safe. They should be able to come out after a while."

Ying Fu had no interest in breaking into Bureau 749 to snatch people. After all, no matter where Han Xiang and others were, the bonus to him would still exist. Going to snatch people by himself would be risky... In this case, it would not be a bad idea to let them stay in Bureau 749 temporarily and get some information.

"Oh..." Fu Kun scratched his head, "Where are we going now?"

"Change the city." Ying Fu seemed to remember something and looked back at Fu Kun. "Do you know where the owner and daughter of the store I asked you to buy last night went?"

Fu Kun suddenly stopped and looked a little strange.

Seeing his expression change, Ying Fu frowned tightly...

"Your Majesty, I was planning to report this to you this morning...but something unexpected happened along the way." Fu Kun said hesitantly, "I bought the store last night, and the father and daughter have already planned to move out...but the girl's father said that they need to pack up their things, and the girl's school needs to go through some formalities...so..."

"So, what?" Ying Fu's tone gradually became low.

Fu Kun felt the pressure coming towards him and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"So, they plan to leave by high-speed train after they finish school this morning..."

A low roar sounded from the clouds above. Ying Fu stared at Fu Kun intently and spoke word by word:

"You mean... now, she is still in Wushan?"