2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"What the fuck, here again?" Zhang Xiaotian, who had been sitting on the desk by the window and watching the fun, was shocked.

And this time, it seems to be coming for real.

"Snapped!"

But then, as everyone looked at him in surprise, Yan Muyun, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed Wei Min's wrist with great precision and speed.

"Ang?" Someone raised his head and looked around sleepily, with an extremely confused expression on his face.

"Get up, it's time to change classrooms for class." Wei Min said with a smile.

Only then did Yan Muyun realize that he was holding the other person's hand for some reason and quickly let go. However, the bronze wrist had already left clear red fingerprints.

"He's so strong." Wei Min grinned.

"Sorry, no, what happened..." Yan Muyun instinctively apologized first, and then saw the shining blade in the other person's hand, and was a little unsure of what happened.

"You slept too hard." Wei Min explained with a smile.

"Oh, oh, oh, please, please." Yan Muyun scratched his messy hair.

Professor Bai had told him before that Wei Min was a roommate specially selected for him by the college, so like some of the teachers, he also knew some of his not-so-secret secrets; such as the reason for his drowsiness, his golden eyes, etc. information.

It was probably because he was so sleepy that Wei Min had to use the danger perception of the Golden Eyes to stimulate himself.

Yan Muyun rubbed his eyes, and then moved his gaze to the guy standing in front of him, covering a large shadow.

It's really high...

So he also came to wake me up?

"Classmate Yan." Two generous palms pressed hard on his shoulders, and the unfamiliar big face came closer. There was a slight redness around the eyes, and his tone was extremely sincere:

"sorry!"

ah? What happened? Why apologize? Is it because you didn't wake me up just now?

Yan Muyun was confused, feeling that this world was extremely dreamy when he woke up.

...

In the afternoon, test and training room No. 5, Scientific Research Building, Inner Academy.

Di Haotian and Yue Xiao opened the door of the rest room and were slightly startled when they saw the familiar figure sitting opposite the door.

"Are you coming to test too?" Yue Xiao asked.

Sitting on the sofa chair, with two long knives hanging on his waist, and his back as straight as a gun barrel, Lin Han nodded slightly and glanced to the side: "He is here too."

The two people stretched their necks curiously and saw a person lying on the row of seats behind them. His eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling regularly. He was obviously sleeping soundly.

The sequelae of this new classmate must be too serious...

After the small disturbance in the morning, they had no more thoughts about it. Especially Di Haotian, who still felt guilty until now, subconsciously lowered his voice a little: "Is he also here to take the test?"

"No, he is responsible for testing the three of you." A deep voice, as rough as the friction of gold and stone, sounded at the door, startling Di Haotian and Yue Xiao.

Instructor Gao obviously wears heavy military boots, but how on earth does he manage to appear quietly behind us every time? ?

Gao Cheng ignored the two men, strode up to the sleeping man, raised his foot and kicked him on the butt, and said coldly: "Get up."

Yan Muyun pupated twice, sat up in a daze, and while rubbing his buttocks, he muttered vaguely: "Can't you be gentler..."

gentle?

Di Haotian and Yue Xiao, who had participated in the military training at the beginning of the school year, had a strange feeling in their hearts. Putting the word "gentle" together with this steely active military instructor, it was probably torture for both of them.

"Everyone is here, just follow the instructions and conduct the test." Gao Cheng dropped these words coldly, turned and walked to the monitoring room next door: "Di Haotian is the first."

...

There is a big difference between Training Room No. 5 and Training Room No. 3. Compared with the latter which has floors and walls covered with alloys, the former is an artificially simulated natural environment.

The training room covering hundreds of square meters is covered with soil and rocks, sparse shrubs and grass blades, and even a dozen trees of different thicknesses planted on the edges.

If it weren't for the thick bulletproof glass in the control room facing the entrance, this place would be almost the same as the wilderness.

"Phase one, Yan Muyun attacks with all his strength, Di Haotian defends." Gao Cheng's emotionless instructions came from the loudspeaker.

I attack?

Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment. He thought he was here to be a punching bag.

Also, why does the classmate opposite look so happy?

"Come on! Hit me! Hit me as hard as you want!" Di Haotian patted his thick chest, his eyes shining with excitement.

He had been feeling guilty almost all day today because of his impulsive behavior in the morning, and now he finally had a chance to make amends. As long as Yan classmate gives him a good beating, the other party will take out his anger and he will feel better.

Win-win!

As for Yan Muyun, he actually didn't quite understand what happened from beginning to end.

Although Wei Min briefly talked about what happened when he fell asleep at noon, it actually sounded to him that his classmates with a sense of justice couldn't bear to see him sleeping in class. Later, with Wei Min's explanation, the misunderstanding was resolved. That’s all.

"Then I... take action." Yan Muyun hesitated for a moment, then walked forward slowly.

"Yeah, just have fun!" Di Haotian put his hands on his hips and said a terrible line.

Yan Muyun didn't bother to complain. He pressed the sun hand seal with his right hand to open the gene lock, opened his posture, and punched the opponent's chest with a simple straight punch.

Um? Why don't you move?

Under his somewhat puzzled gaze, Di Haotian not only made no move to block, but even pushed his chest forward.

"boom."

"Hiss..." Yan Muyun took a breath and felt a fist hit the alloy wall. His whole arm was numb, and he suddenly grimaced in pain.

"Ah?" Di Haotian was also confused. He thought that the opponent's punch must contain supernatural powers, but it turned out to be just such an honest punch?

He hesitated for a moment and kindly reminded: "Well... my superpower is [King Kong], and my physical strength and defense are far higher than those of normal people."

Far beyond normal people? This kid became humble now.

In the monitoring room, Gao Cheng frowned slightly, held the microphone near his mouth and said coldly: "Yan Muyun, what are you doing?"

"I thought you wanted me to test their fighting skills or something..." Yan Muyun grinned while flicking his wrist.

"With your pitiful actual combat experience, who can you test?" Gao Cheng's merciless attack came from the loudspeaker: "Go directly to alienation."

Alienation?

Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Di Haotian and Yue Xiao and Lin Han, who were watching the field in the lounge, were slightly startled and did not realize what it meant.

"I should have prepared a knife or something..." Yan Muyun muttered, raising his hand to his mouth with a bitter expression on his face.

The triggering condition for heterogeneity is to open the genetic lock while being injured. Although the injury will recover when you transform back, it will still hurt.

Especially if you bite yourself and bleed, it will be much more painful than scratching it with a knife.

"Fight."

Yan Muyun hesitated for a long time, then closed his eyes, and bit the back of his hand viciously under Di Haotian's half-shocked, half-bewildered gaze.

"What on earth is this..." Di Haotian was filled with doubts. Just as he spoke, a violent flame rose up in front of him without any warning, and a raging heat wave hit him, scaring him so much that he took a few steps back.

After a few seconds, the flames dissipated in the air, but the young man standing there had turned into a "monster".

There was a blazing fire burning on the top of the head, and two curved and thick horns protruded from the forehead. On that demonic face covered with black cuticles, golden fire shone in the empty eye sockets.

The whole body is covered with pitch-black rock formations that look like armor, and four arms... isn't this a molten demon?

"Fuck you." Yue Xiao and Di Haotian, who were sitting in the lounge, almost simultaneously uttered a tone common to all China.