I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

Rumbling--

After the explosion, a huge amount of smoke and dust rose up, covering the entire explosion area in a gray-black color.

Shigure's normal speed is already over 150 meters per second, and it covered a distance of nearly seven kilometers in less than a minute.

He was only a hundred meters away from the center of the explosion. There was nothing around him except the scorched earth under his feet and the exposed rocks.

The sky was a hazy yellow, and sunlight could hardly penetrate the gray fog.

Shigure wandered around for a while, then suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked to his left front, at a location a kilometer away from him, which was already outside the center of the explosion and within the range of the shock wave.

In Shi Yu's view, a small mound was suddenly lifted from the inside out, and a charred arm emerged from it, as if a zombie had been unearthed, bizarre and astonishing.

Seeing this, Shi Yu frowned slightly. This was the location of the guided bombardment, so how could there still be living people here?

If this had happened before, back when he was still a special forces rank, Shigure definitely wouldn't have dared to withstand a guided attack head-on. But now... maybe, perhaps, possibly, he could withstand one... right?

"Is it a person or a ghost?" Shi Yu shouted. After she finished speaking, the outstretched arm suddenly paused, then frantically pulled at something in the air, as if trying to send a signal to Shi Yu.

"..."

The next moment, Shiyu went at full speed and appeared above the earthen slope five seconds later. Looking at the arm that was swinging a little tired, she grabbed it.

Then, with a burst of strength, he pulled it up from the thick soil. If it were anyone else, their arm would probably have broken or even snapped!

Shi Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, once again proving that the owner of this arm was not so simple.

After all, to survive a nuclear explosion, one would have to be at least a special forces member, no... even that's probably not enough.

A large amount of soil and rocks fell, and the figure buried in the soil quickly came into Shigure's view.

The person's clothes were still relatively intact, with half a cloak hanging on their back. It was dark red, and some parts were even charred, suggesting that the item was originally red.

"Goodness, this is really pitiful..." Shi Yu sighed inwardly as the other person used his other hand to wipe the dirt off his mouth, nose, and eyes.

"Pah! Pah! Oh my god! I almost died! Pah!"

GM spat out the remaining dirt from his mouth, looking quite badly injured, with his legs being the most severely wounded.

"Who are you?"

Shi Yu threw the man to the ground, and the man cried out and collapsed to the ground, looking as if he had been deflated, his eyes rolled back, as if he was about to die.

Although GM appeared to be unharmed on the surface, its internal organs, including its kidneys, were churning violently from the shockwave, and it felt as if it wanted to vomit its heart out of its throat.

Shiyu crossed her arms and watched him quietly for about ten minutes before he calmed down a little.

"Ahem...ahem, um, you are...uh? Houston?!"

After seeing Shigure's face clearly, GM was slightly taken aback. Wasn't this guy just at headquarters? When did he get here?

Keep in mind that this place is more than 40 kilometers away from headquarters. How could someone with his elite physique possibly keep up with him and Jacob?

Shi Yu glanced at him, and after confirming that he was a stranger, she took the initiative to cancel the effect of the Impressionist masterpiece.

The next moment, Shigure's face began to change, her clothes blurred for a moment, revealing her original stand-up collar trench coat, and her silent, still face appeared before the other party.

"!"

Upon seeing this, GM suddenly straightened his legs and teleported ten meters away.

"Wait a minute!"

As if suddenly remembering something, GM stopped retreating, looked at Shigure again, and asked to confirm.

"You wouldn't happen to be the warden the boss was talking about, would you?"

"Hiss—, um… that famous Impressionist painting actually ended up in your hands, wow!"

GM was talking to himself, rambling on and on, leaving Shi Yu completely confused and unable to understand what he was saying.

What kind of prison is this? Does he know me? But Shi Yu doesn't seem to remember ever seeing this strange thing before!

"Who are you?!"

Shigure pulled an Ash-12, gleaming with cold light, from behind his back, its dark muzzle pointing directly at GM, startling the latter into a tremor.

"No! Don't pull out your gun, we shouldn't be considered enemies, right?"

"So who exactly are you!?" Shigure almost ground his back teeth to powder. This guy hadn't said anything about his origins and was just muttering to himself, playing him for fools.

"Ahem, let me formally introduce myself. You can call me GM!"

Bang!

A bullet rang out and hit the GM's feet. Shiyu's expression was grim.

"Be serious."

"Uh..." A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead. GM swallowed hard and hurriedly explained.

"My name is Chen Fan. As for my background... I can't reveal that. If you want to know, come with me."

Go with him?

Shi Yu narrowed her eyes. She still had a lot of things to deal with, so she didn't have the time or inclination to go on a trip with this guy. Besides, he was acting mysteriously and didn't seem like a good person.

"Go with you? Then you might as well stay here." Shi Yu's lips curled into a smile, as if she was about to fire a second shot.

"Hey! Stop! Never mind, you don't have to come with me."

We'll meet again someday. As for the forces behind me... humph.

GM suddenly changed his tone, let out a cold laugh, grabbed the red cloak behind him with one hand, pulled it forward, and covered himself with it.

With a whoosh, a gust of wind blew the red cloak away, and the spot where the GM had been standing was nowhere to be seen!

Only a crisp sound lingered in the air.

"In the future, you will become one of us. We are... Linglang Tianxia."

call--

The biting wind lashed against Shiyu's face, her hair flying wildly. Shiyu stood there, gun raised, lost in thought, forgetting to put it down.

"Linglang Tianxia? Isn't that the official studio name of Delta Force?"

"Wait a minute! Delta's studio is called 'Sky-High Splendor'!"

Having not dealt with this for a long time, Shiyu almost confused the two. Delta Studio's name is "Linglang Tianshang," while the person who just claimed to be a GM said his organization is called... "Linlang Tianxia"!

"Hiss..." Shi Yu gasped, her mind still reeling. What was all this about?

GM, administrators, and this suddenly appearing organization—it's all so diverse!

"This world is getting more and more interesting."