2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The melodious music sounded in his ears. Yan Muyun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling in confusion.

"woke up?"

He turned his head slightly and saw an old man with a kind smile on his face.

The other person is wearing a white coat, has a thin and tall figure, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and gray hair, making him feel very approachable.

"Do you remember your name, how old you are, and what happened before you fell into coma?" The old man asked softly with his hands behind his back.

Yan Muyun opened his mouth and felt a stagnant feeling in his throat. It took him a long time to speak: "My name is Yan Muyun. I am 52 years old. I lost control of my abilities before..."

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked behind him: "Didn't Director Zhou say that he has returned to normal and can be awakened?"

After a while, a look of astonishment appeared on the old man's face: "He is really 52."

Yan Muyun stood up weakly, stretched his neck and looked in that direction, but could only see the wall and door.

"To be honest, I think I'm the normal one." He said tactfully.

The old man turned back and raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Yan Muyun licked his lips and rationally chose to change the subject: "I'm hungry."

"It seems that he has really regained his senses. There should be no risk of losing control again." The old man nodded slightly, took out a dark gold pocket watch from his pocket, shook it twice and said:

"Disperse."

As his words fell, Yan Muyun was surprised to find that the various furnishings in the room began to melt like ice and snow. The bright sunshine, the snow-white ceiling, and even the old man in front of him gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely.

In the end, all that was left was the melodious music in my ears.

Yan Muyun looked around again and found that he was lying in a closed room, his hands and feet tightly bound to the hospital bed by soft belts of unknown material. The surrounding walls and ceiling are all made of silver-gray metal, except for a wide mirror in the direction of the door.

With a beeping sound, the mirror became transparent, revealing the scene behind it.

Several researchers in white coats were sitting in front of the console, looking at themselves nervously or excitedly, while the gray-haired old man from before was standing in the middle, smiling and holding a dark golden weapon in his hand. pocket watch.

"Loosen his restraints." The old man patted the shoulder of the researcher next to him, and then the soft belt restraining Yan Muyun's hands and feet was automatically untied.

The old man leaned slightly to hold the microphone and said apologetically: "We can't be sure whether you will regain your sanity after waking up, so we have implemented three layers of protection. The first layer is to forcefully pull you into the virtual space, and the second layer is An environment created with supernatural powers that is almost indistinguishable from reality. As for the third floor, it is this room."

Yan Muyun nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

The old man smiled: "I just remembered that I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Bai Yongning. You can call me Professor Bai."

At this moment, the door of the observation room behind the glass was opened, and a head wearing a gray hood poked in. Judging from the fair chin and the long black hair hanging from the hood, she should be a young girl.

Professor Bai tilted his head and didn't know what to say, and the door was closed again.

...

In a bright and clean room, Yan Muyun, wearing a hospital gown, sat on the sofa, holding a lunch box in his hand and taking big bites of food.

Although there was nutrient solution to supply nutrients to the body during the coma, the unbearable hunger in the stomach after waking up was still real.

"Let me tell you first about your current physical condition." Professor Bai sat behind his desk and said slowly with his fingers crossed.

"When we first admitted you, your physical condition could be described as shocking. Your muscles were atrophied, most of the blood vessels in your body burst, and your heart failed to the point of almost stopping... At that time, all of us felt that you were still It’s a miracle that I can breathe.”

Yan Muyun didn't react at all, he just hesitated a few times in response. Anyway, no matter how dangerous his physical condition was at the beginning, it has little to do with him now, otherwise he would not have the chance to sit here and work.

"Even now, your physical condition is not optimistic." Professor Bai adjusted his glasses and said in a serious tone: "Your main blood vessel walls are one-third thinner than ordinary people, and your heartbeat is much slower than ordinary people. Normal people's heart rate They are all between 60 and 100, but yours is only in your early 40s. To be honest, I don’t even know how you woke up from this state."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Bai Yongning immediately sighed: "Although your vitality is different from ordinary people and your recovery ability is very good. But with your current physical condition, if you enter that state again within half a year, you will probably die." gave birth."

Yan Muyun's action of eating rice stopped slightly and his brows furrowed slightly, obviously realizing the seriousness of the matter.

The old man sat behind the desk, took a sip of tea in his hand, and asked pleasantly: "You must have a lot of questions to ask."

No one answered him, only the sound of chewing food.

Bai Yongning was not in a hurry. He just thought that the other person still had food in his mouth, so he couldn't reply. But when he saw the boy chewing a mouthful of rice, swallowing it, and immediately taking another one, he suddenly couldn't hold himself tight.

"Ahem..." The old man rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"Huh?" Yan Muyun raised his head and looked at him, his cheeks bulging.

"I was just asking you something."

Yan Muyun picked up the cup and took a sip of water, swallowed the food in his mouth, smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, my concentration was a little distracted."

After waking up, in addition to being hungry, his mental state had been poor, and his brain was groggy and often distracted.

"Do you have anything to ask?" Professor Bai asked again.

"Where am I now?" Someone asked the question and immediately took another bite of rice.

Professor Bai was too lazy to meet him and said calmly: "Chenjing College."

"Chen Ying has an appointment with the academy?" Yan Muyun was stunned and confirmed with a slurred speech because his mouth was stuffed with food.

"Yes." Professor Bai sighed: "I guess your next question is to ask yourself why you are here?"

"Yeah." Someone nodded repeatedly while chewing his food. He said in his heart that he was indeed a professor. He felt comfortable communicating with smart people without even opening his mouth.

"Where do you think there are the most top awakened people in China? Is it the special bureaus of each city? Or the various military regions?" Professor Bai smiled and looked enigmatic.

Then he saw the bulging-cheeked hamster across from him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he decided to try not to let the other person speak, which was torture for both of them: "It's Chenjing Academy."

"Chenjing Academy is divided into an outer court and an inner court. The outer court teaches ordinary awakened people how to better use their powers and shine in various fields. But the inner court has only one function, which is to cultivate elites and warriors. Although the outer academy also has a combat department, the quality of students and educational resources are naturally far inferior to those of the inner academy. If students who graduate from the inner academy do not go to the special bureaus in various cities..."

Professor Bai pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and lowered his voice slightly: "If I hadn't been assigned overseas to carry out various secret tasks. For example, helping some weak countries clean up dangerous alien species, or hunting down international awakened criminals."

The young man sitting on the sofa's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and he even forgot to eat.

Professor Bai glanced at the lunch box, oh, it turned out that he had finished eating: "I heard that you originally wanted to come to Chenjing College?"

"Yes, I came here just to join the inner court!" Yan Muyun nodded solemnly.

As a generation that was "poisoned" by various superhero movies and urban supernatural novels at the beginning of the 21st century, joining a secret organization and becoming a super agent to protect the family and the country is the dream of almost every passionate young man.

And this dream will naturally become more fervent under the influence of his younger brother, who is the deputy director of the Special Branch, and his eldest nephew, who is also the commissioner of the Special Branch.

"The first reason for transferring you to Chenjing Academy is because if you wake up and lose control, there is enough power here to control you. The second point is, of course, to train you."

Professor Bai smiled slightly and said slowly: "Here we have the best technology and equipment, the best resources, and the best teachers. We will help you master the ability of the 'Red Barrier' and try to prevent it from causing any harm to your body." Minimize the damage as much as possible.”

"If the famous 'blasphemers' can control their own abilities, they will surely become the top beings among the awakened ones."

Yan Muyun clasped his hands together with a pious look on his face: "Thank you to the country for cultivating me."

"Do you have any questions now?" Professor Bai asked with a smile.

Yan Muyun pondered for a moment, raised his head and said seriously: "Can I have another one?"

"Huh?" The old man didn't respond.

"Still hungry." Yan Muyun rubbed his stomach.