# Chapter 1051: Not Everyone Is Jiangnan
Nightingale's head was buzzing. So this is what Southern God meant by "delivery"?
Brother Jian was going to send Jiangnan a nuclear bomb via intercontinental ballistic missile?
How much would a single delivery like this cost?
Nightingale said urgently, "Can he do it? If he can't catch it, Qing City will be gone. Do you know how fast an ICBM descends during reentry? Can Southern God..."
At this point, Nightingale's mouth twitched.
She suddenly remembered that Jiangnan had ridden a missile before.
She had seen it with her own eyes!
Yang Jian didn't hesitate: "If he asked for it, he can definitely catch it. That kid knows what he's doing!"
Nightingale turned and rushed out without looking back to make arrangements.
At this moment, Yang Jian stood in front of his desk, opening the vertical eye on his forehead while simultaneously reviewing over thirty incoming intelligence reports.
Maya Rainforest, Sahara Desert, Russia's permafrost plains, the polar ice sea of the Snow Country, the Chiers Wasteland of the United States...
Many uninhabited areas on Blue Star had experienced massive Ling Xu eruptions!
They all broke out at noon!
Among them, the most severe were China's Western Frontier and the Sahara Desert.
The world news had exploded, with reports everywhere of various countries' Spirit Martial forces fighting spiritual calamities!
As for places like the Sahara, which had no governing body, they were already in complete chaos!
Yang Jian pinched his brow, looking grim.
"This has a bit of that old vibe. What exactly is Holy Star trying to do?"
But Yang Jian had no time to focus on the international situation; his own country hadn't figured things out yet.
At that moment, at the Dragon Abyss Base in Yin Province and Lan Province, the missile silo opened, an ICBM ignited, and it flew straight toward Qing City.
...
At the Rong City Pioneer Academy, Qin Shou and the others had completely lost their focus on class.
The news from the Western Frontier had spread like wildfire, and some netizens had even captured footage of the ICBM launch.
"Southern God is in Qing City. I knew he'd get involved in this."
"Oh damn, he's only been there a short while and he's already Platinum Eight? How is he so fierce?"
"Is it just the seven of them holding the line? Is that enough manpower? Let's go too!"
The students didn't even bother packing and went straight to find Guan Hu.
At that moment, Guan Hu was watching a video with red eyes. He was watching Guan Tai block the Space Gate.
The fight was extremely difficult, with only Guan Tai himself holding it.
That was his own brother!
"Director Hu, stop watching. Let's go too. What kind of situation is it in the West? We can't just sit here!"
"Didn't the academy train us for moments like this?"
Guan Hu took a deep breath and didn't speak. Instead, he looked toward the distant Sunset Red Square.
Xiao Zhen, Mo Tian, and everyone else froze.
A group of elderly people missing arms or legs had gathered there.
Some sat in wheelchairs, some leaned on crutches.
These were the old folks who usually dropped rice grains while eating and whose hands shook when holding a spoon.
But at this moment, the aura they emitted was extremely violent.
Uncle Li Kai had a blood-red headband tied around his head, and Uncle Wang carried a rusty ring-pommel broadsword on his back.
Grandma Liu carried a set of silver needles on her back, with a red cross patch on her sleeve.
Zhao Dezhu held a large golden shield engraved with a nine-curved furious dragon.
The old swordsmith, Liu Qiutian, had eighteen long swords hanging on his waist, arranged in a fan shape.
Xiao Zhen and Qin Shou stared dumbfounded at this scene. These old folks, with half their bodies already buried in the ground, were radiating astonishing pressure.
It seemed as if no mountain or giant wave in front of them could stop them; they could split it all open.
Xiao Chuihuo raised his hand and dialed Yang Jian's number.
"I heard the West is in chaos. Do you need people? The old brothers are ready. The Fire God can return to his position at any time!"
At this moment, flames seemed to be burning fiercely in Xiao Chuihuo's eyes, as if they could burn through the sky.
Yang Jian smiled wryly: "Uncle Xiao, you've already contributed enough to the country! If you make a move again, it might..."
Xiao Chuihuo gritted his teeth: "Lian Po is old, but he can still fight! I've lived long enough!"
"I've spent my whole life campaigning. What I want isn't a peaceful retirement or to die in a hospital bed or a wheelchair."
"Dying like that is meaningless! Now that the opportunity has come, you want us to just sit here and watch? Huh?"
Zhao Dezhu glared: "Xiao Jian! Don't blame your Uncle Zhao for being stubborn! I may be old, but I can still fight!"
Li Kai clenched his fists: "We have to let those young lads see how spiritual calamities should really be suppressed!"
Uncle Wang grinned, revealing a few white teeth: "The blade may be rusty, but the edge is still sharp!"
Yang Jian said earnestly: "Uncle Xiao, China is not the China of 22 years ago. We have become strong!"
"The broad road paved by the old pioneers has been caught up by the younger generation. China is full of talents. This time, we can hold it!"
"Just rest assured and watch the younger ones do their part. Aren't Jiangnan and the others at the front?"
"The situation is still under control. It hasn't reached the point where we need to sacrifice lives."
Xiao Chuihuo said urgently: "But..."
Yang Jian took a deep breath: "If it really becomes irreversible, I'll ask you for help. But this time, I have confidence that we can hold it!"
Xiao Chuihuo could only hang up the phone with helpless eyes.
Zhao Dezhu glared: "What? Do they think we're too old? Not letting us go?"
Xiao Chuihuo rolled his eyes: "Just go back and watch the video! That kid Jiangnan is blocking the gate. It has your style back in the day!"
Zhao Dezhu cursed with a laugh: "Damn it! That kid causes trouble wherever he goes. He's already torn up Qing City!"
"I haven't seen him in a while, I'm actually a bit homesick for him."
Xiao Chuihuo's mouth twitched, and he shuddered violently: "Shh~ Don't say that! What if he really comes back?"
...
"Ah-choo! ×6"
Jiangnan sneezed six nuclear-powered sneezes, blasting a Black Wind Wolf to pieces. He rubbed his nose.
Who thought of me six times?
After two nuclear bomb bombardments, the surging beast tide surged forward again without hesitation.
Under this suffocating pressure, Jiangnan was so tired he could barely lift his arms.
The spiritual beasts outside the gate kept piling up, even the second line of defense had to get busy.
Some spiritual beasts had already rushed out of the city center, rampaging through the streets.
Jiangnan had to teleport after them and kill them.
Xia Yao's big eyes were full of exhaustion, and her wolf tail had been dyed red by blood.
The situation was getting closer and closer to being out of control. If this continued, they couldn't hold out much longer. Jiangnan even started thinking about using the Forgive Hat.
At this moment, the people in the shelter were also anxious.
Southern God and his team were really giving it their all, risking their lives.
Just then, a faint roar came from high in the sky.
Many people on the overpass looked up and vaguely saw points of light falling from high altitude at terrifying speed.
"Wh... what is that? God! So fast!"
"Could it be a missile? I just saw online that a military base in Yin Province and Lan Province launched an ICBM!"
"Isn't it supposed to hit the Dike Uninhabited Area? Why is it coming toward us?"
"Wahhh~ Is the situation out of control? Are they doing a nuclear strike? Have we been abandoned?"
Panic spread instantly. People abandoned their cars and ran.
Some couples hugged each other, closing their eyes to await death.
If it was a nuclear strike, there was no escaping at this distance.
But at that moment, Xiao Jiuwo in the sky shouted anxiously: "Master! Your delivery has arrived!"
Jiangnan's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked up at the sky.
"Haha! Brother Jian is great! Finally here? Leave it to me!"
With that, he frantically teleported toward the sky.
The reentry-stage ICBM was moving at an incredible speed. Jiangnan concentrated intensely.
As the missile passed beside him, he grabbed it and hugged it.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the wind roared in his ears, and his body groaned under the terrifying acceleration.
Jiangnan quickly adjusted his posture, shouldered the ICBM, and charged toward the ground with it.
He roared: "Everyone, get out of the way!"
The people at this moment were almost going crazy.
This should be the most hardcore way to receive a delivery ever!
So the main purpose of the ICBM was just to deliver the nuclear warhead to him?
Was this what he meant by delivery in front of the drone?
How bold could he be?
At this moment, veins bulged on Jiangnan's forehead. In his vision, the ground was rushing toward him at a terrifying speed.
He had to teleport the entire missile into the Ling Xu within 3,000 meters of the ground.
If he reacted too late and it hit the ground, Qing City would be gone.
In an instant, the ICBM had already descended to over a thousand meters above the ground.
Jiangnan roared.
The entire missile, along with him, disappeared into the air.
Three seconds later, Jiangnan suddenly appeared beside Xia Yao.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion came from deep within the Ling Xu on the left. Blood and beast carcasses blasted out of the Space Gate like anti-aircraft shells.
Behind them, terrifying tongues of fire burst out, directly suppressing the beast tide.
At that moment, another roar came from the sky. Jiangnan rubbed his hands together, looking excited.
"Today is full of surprises! Brother Jian is generous!"
With that, he rushed into the sky again to pick up the next delivery.
He also blasted another Ling Xu on the right.
Every sixty seconds, a wave of deliveries arrived from high altitude, all caught by Jiangnan, who teleported them into the Ling Xu to detonate.
He even sent two to the Gold-ranked Ling Xu that Zhong Yingxue was suppressing.
Now everyone watching the video was speechless.
Southern God... he had grown up!
Back then, he was still riding missiles; now he was catching them in mid-air and taking them in to blow up.
ICBMs couldn't enter the Ling Xu, but with Southern God around, that was no problem.
"Why does Southern God always manage to show off? This is freaking insane! Is spatial ability really being used by Southern God to deliver packages?"
"Probably no ordinary person would dare to accept this delivery, right? The beast tide has been stopped by the explosions!"
"How many has it been? Eight? Just keep blasting them!"
"Let's have a moment of silence for the spiritual beasts! One, two, three! Okay! Southern God, blow them to hell! You're the bomb!"
The ICBMs had an excellent effect, especially since Yang Jian had loaded some serious stuff into the warheads.
Nightingale watched the video excitedly: "He caught them! He really caught them all! Southern God! I love you to death!"
"Secretary-General! Should we send some deliveries to other cities under attack to ease the pressure on our brothers?"
Yang Jian smiled wryly: "Not everyone is Jiangnan. Who else can do this besides that kid?"
"Have you ever heard of anyone catching a reentry-stage ICBM with a nuclear warhead by hand?"
Nightingale was stunned.
Who would dare?
If you mess it up, everything is gone.
——
Author's Note: