2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The video is only a little over a minute long. The picture is shaking badly and appears blurry due to the distance.

Yan Muyun glanced at it briefly, and then scrolled down to the comment area.

Jiike's video platform is similar to YouTube. People from all over the world gather here to exchange opinions in different languages, either fiercely or rationally.

There is a one-click language conversion function below the video. The translation quality is very high, so it doesn’t look difficult.

Looking at it, more than half an hour passed without realizing it.

Not surprisingly, condemnation and abuse accounted for the majority. Other than that, there are mostly worries, various conspiracy theories and speculations, and admiration and praise that barely emerge in the cracks.

Everything was as Yan Muyun expected. Islamic countries and European and American countries were the most intensely emotional. Basically, four or five of the comments related to the ten opinions asked China to disclose the identity of the blasphemer, or to try or directly execute this "treasonous" guy.

This group of guys originally had their own religion. They substituted gods into their imaginations and perfectly integrated them with the original objects of belief. For these people, disobedience or even conflict with the gods is an unforgivable sin.

Relatively speaking, the comments from Chinese netizens are much more ambiguous. Most of them were making jokes that Yan Muyun couldn't understand, or taking the opportunity to stimulate netizens from other countries to break their guard. Fully 50 to 60% were people who were having fun.

But think about it, theocracy seems to have never developed in China.

In Yan Muyun's understanding, for the simple and pragmatic Chinese people, "gods" are more like "tools" than an object of worship and respect.

If the left eye twitches, you will be happy with wealth, and if the right eye twitches, you will be troubled by feudal superstition.

For example, worship Confucius and Manjushri before the exam, and hang Koi Conan before leaving the exam. Then I failed in the exam and it’s like shit, but I’m really awesome if I did well in the exam.

As for normal times? Don't pay any attention to it.

In Shanxi, there is a custom of the Dragon King praying for rain. If it doesn't rain after praying for a few days, people will just take the Dragon King statue out to expose it to the sun, or even beat it with a whip.

Most of the Chinese people's attitude towards God is that since I worship you, you have to ensure my peace and joy, a good harvest, and a harmonious family...otherwise, what's the use of you?

Therefore, before the envoy named Constantine came out, Chinese netizens had a very subtle attitude towards "blasphemers". For them, everything is imaginary, and only the suffering suffered by the compatriots in Menxia City is real.

If gods were truly omniscient and omnipotent, what would they have done earlier?

However, after Constantine's interview was broadcast live around the world, the direction of public opinion changed.

It turns out that the gods have gone to great lengths to protect mankind.

At this point, Chinese netizens were too embarrassed to say anything more, and many of them switched sides and joined in the condemnation of the "blasphemers."

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"I should be considered a public enemy now, right?" Yan Muyun smiled bitterly and pinched his brows.

This feeling of being pointed at and condemned by the whole world, if your mental state is a little worse, you will probably be depressed on the spot, or even unable to think about it.

But they are calling "blasphemers", what does that have to do with me, the shepherd?

Yan Muyun posted a comment below the video: {This official’s treachery and heinous crimes have seriously hurt the sentiments of the Chinese people and undermined the unity of the people of the world. He should be severely tried! }

After typing this sentence, he exited the video. He wanted to close Jieke directly, but suddenly he found a few more red dots in the feed.

When I clicked in, I saw that the comment I posted a few seconds ago already had three likes.

"The popularity of this video hasn't subsided yet..." Yan Muyun once again felt the gravity of his sins.

He shook his head and sighed, opened the social software, and began to read the messages he received during his coma.

Most of them were sent by colleagues from the Special Branch. Most of them asked if anything happened to them, why they left without saying goodbye, and why they didn't have a meal with everyone before going to Chenjing Academy.

Apart from these non-nutritive things, there are some things worth mentioning.

Sun Shuli, the branch director, was attacked on the day of the catastrophe in Menxia City and was already dying when he was found. Although he was rescued in the end, his lower body was completely paralyzed, and he would only be able to walk normally with the help of auxiliary mechanical devices in the future.

There are a total of six divisions, six special bureaus, and six branch directors in Menxia City. They were all attacked by two or more awakened people or beast-turned-gene warriors that day.

Most branch directors are middle-aged and elderly, and the promotion criteria for this position are not based on combat effectiveness, but on qualifications, experience, and management capabilities.

As a result, three people died, two were seriously injured, and one was slightly injured.

And these data were publicized by the Shengyao Religion as an honor.

"These dogs..." Yan Muyun gritted his teeth, anger and unwillingness welling up in his heart.

The culprit of the catastrophe in Menxia City has not yet been caught and brought to justice, and even his true identity is unknown.

In addition to this somewhat heavy news, there are several more interesting things.

Han Yinzhu posted a few photos in the group. Among them was a beautiful woman with burgundy hair. She had a hot figure and a charming face. She would definitely turn heads when she walked on the street.

It took Yan Muyun a few minutes to confirm that this charming woman was Zhong Xiaoxiao.

She had also been injected with T55 medicine in previous battles, which consumed a lot of her fat reserves.

Somewhat regrettably, according to recent photos, Zhong Xiaoxiao has almost returned to his original appearance.

Luo Binghan sent a {thank you} to him in a private chat.

During the catastrophe in Menxia City, his superpowers worked together with the boy Lele's superpowers to achieve miraculous achievements. A week later, he finally got the qualification for the genetic medicine injection that he had longed for.

He probably heard Zhou Xingxian say that Yan Muyun recommended him, so he said this thank you.

Among all the news, the one that excited Yan Muyun the most was that Wei Jun and Li Qingke were finally together.

I heard that Dr. Li confessed first this time. Captain Wei was so confused that he almost didn't react. Fortunately, Han Jinyu was nearby and kicked him hard, so this guy didn't miss this opportunity.

When lovers finally get married, it always makes people feel happy.

Yan Muyun couldn't help but send a two-month late congratulations to the group, and was immediately grabbed by his former colleagues and chatted for a long time.

No one asked him why he disappeared for so long or what he was doing during this period. It must be Zhou Xingxian, the director of the Special Branch, who had greeted him in advance and excused him for some unknown reason.

Twenty minutes later, Yan Muyun's eyes finally moved to a familiar profile picture.

Zhang Xixue.

There is not much information, only about a dozen.

Most of them were daily greetings and asking how he was doing after going to Chenjing Academy. Perhaps because he didn't reply, she stopped talking.

The latest message was sent more than two months ago. At that time, half a month had passed since Yan Muyun fell into coma.

Yan Muyun looked at these messages quietly, opened the chat box with his finger, typed a few words, then paused and deleted them all. I typed a few more words, paused, and deleted them all.

Maybe...it's better not to reply.

Zhang Feiyu, no, Zhang Yu said that she liked him, but he didn't know whether it was true or false.

To be honest, Yan Muyun has not been very sensitive to emotions since he was a child. He only had one relationship, and it ended after a few months. He took the initiative to break up.

After that, he fell in love with the feeling of being alone, convenience, freedom, and not having so many inexplicable troubles.

Does she really like me?

This question seems difficult to know the answer to.

So...do I like her?

Yan Muyun fell silent.

A pretty little policewoman who is confident, chic, and as bright as the wind, who dares to pat her chest to ensure that she will not be tempted?

He might have a crush on her.

Perhaps it was because he was aware of this that on the day of the catastrophe in Menxia City, he tried in a half-joking way to clarify the relationship between the two that might not have existed in the first place.

He pretended to be casual and patted the girl on the head: "Xiaoxue finally obeyed. Uncle Yan is very happy."

You may not know about the grudge between your father and me, and I don't intend to let you know, because it has nothing to do with you.

But no matter what, Zhang Yu and I were former classmates, and you are his daughter.

Yan Muyun has a big heart, but not completely.

Did he confess to her?

It's almost impossible for him.

So what if she revealed her feelings to him?

He didn't know how to react.

Some stories do not have to have an ending. Perhaps the blank space after a comma is the truest state of mind of the protagonist.