2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

There is a tall white building on the south campus of the outer courtyard of Chenjing College.

This is a hospital specially built for school students, but people with special abilities from society can also come here for medical treatment.

This is because certain powers that are out of control can cause permanent mutations in the body tissues of the awakened person, such as the skin becoming thicker and harder, or even compressing the internal organs. The saliva from some patients is extremely acidic, or some people's bodies have uncontrollable discharges, etc.

These special "diseases" cannot be solved by ordinary hospitals, so this "Chenkyo University Affiliated Hospital" was born. Specialized in solving various out-of-control situations that cause problems in daily life.

At this time, Yan Muyun was sitting in an isolated room on the third floor, with a single-sided glass in front of him. He could see the room inside, but the people sitting in the room inside couldn't see him.

The room inside was almost filled with precision instruments, various types of mechanical arms, colorful buttons, and various unnamed devices that were dazzling to see.

However, Yan Muyun knew that these things were empty and meant to fool people. The only thing inside that has a real function is the recliner in the middle.

Chenjing Academy announced yesterday that it has developed technology that can separate parasites from spores, but the scope of the effect is limited to the scarlet mutated parasitic beast.

In the afternoon of that day, the police escorted more than a dozen VIP clients of the former Chenjing Shenghui International Hospital and forcibly separated these people from the spores in their bodies to completely eliminate the risk of them turning into monsters in the future.

"Tell me, why are these rich people looking for trouble for themselves? If they really don't want to die, they can just upload their consciousness to the Internet. Why do they have to turn themselves into monsters who are neither humans nor ghosts." On the sofa next to him, there was a conversation with ordinary people. Ye Buyu, who was also wearing a hoodie, crossed his legs, held a lollipop in his mouth, and spoke vaguely.

Those instruments outside were meant to fool ordinary people, but here she was meant to fool people from the Special Branch and the police. After all, Yan Muyun turned back into a human before under the eyes of the special bureau commissioners. At that time, Wei Min's reason was Ye Buyu's superpower. Now they have to make this lie more complete.

Faced with the girl's sudden question, Yan Muyun put his hands behind his head and said in a nonchalant tone: "That hospital has medicine to suppress the desire to eat people. Although it is very expensive, it's not like they can't afford it. These people in this world With everything at their fingertips, who would be willing to die easily? Even if their consciousness is uploaded to the Internet, it is torture for them. Because in that world, everyone's lifestyle is completely equal, and no matter how much money they have, they cannot obtain unique privileges. They Like everyone else, I can’t eat delicious food, taste fine wine, sleep, or give hugs to my relatives and friends..."

He stopped here, because he found himself speaking with personal emotions.

Ye Buyu didn't notice his strangeness and chuckled: "I didn't expect you to be quite an angry young man."

"Really?" Yan Muyun also smiled.

But it is true that the lifestyles of people of different classes in this society are too great.

Even if they turn into monsters, the privileged class can maintain that decent and fake human skin. However, those who are poor or have no means can only uncontrollably assimilate their family members and turn into monsters that eat bloody raw meat or even human flesh.

At this moment, the door to the room inside opened, and a thin white figure walked in.

Yan Muyun sat up slightly and his expression became solemn.

Sure enough, what was supposed to come came, and the other party was Zhan Lewen's sister, Zhan Leya.

Two medical staff wearing protective suits walked in and guided the slender girl to lie on the recliner in the middle. They pretended to operate the instruments, and after giving some instructions, they turned around and went out and closed the door tightly.

Above the recliner, a robotic arm with a mask embedded at the end hung down and pressed on Zhan Leya's face. After a while, the girl fell asleep.

Yan Muyun stood up from his seat, walked to the glass, stretched out his left hand and pressed it lightly.

He tapped the transistor on his wrist, squeezed out two drops of blood, and then his left hand began to change its shape. The five fingers slowly lengthened, a sickly scarlet color appeared under the skin, and the entire palm was sucked on the glass like a suction cup.

A few seconds later, Zhan Leya on the recliner suddenly began to twitch strangely, as if something was about to come out of her slender body.

"Huh?" Yan Muyun frowned slightly, as if he felt something.

Ye Buyu, who was lying on the sofa behind, sat up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Muyun said nothing and closed his eyes, as if he was concentrating on feeling something.

When the girl saw this, she didn't ask any questions. She hugged her legs very obediently and waited quietly.

About three or four minutes passed. She couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from the sofa.

In the past, it only took Yan Muyun about 10 seconds to recall the "blood threads". According to what he said, the difficulty of recalling the blood threads seemed to be directly proportional to the time it took for the blood threads to enter the parasite. The longer the two coexist, the higher the degree of integration.

But this is only relatively speaking after all. As the "mother body" that has absolute control over blood streaks, the longest time Yan Muyun spent was only about half a minute, and the patient was said to have received blood streaks a year ago. Implantation.

Zhan Leya should have only been parasitized for two months. Why did it take so long?

Ye Buyu stepped forward lightly and turned his head to look at Yan Muyun's face, trying to get some clues from it. As a result, at this moment, the latter opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" When he opened his eyes and saw the girl's cute posture, Yan Muyun couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you doing?" Ye Buyu asked.

"I'm trying to leave a trace of 'hope'." Yan Muyun turned his gaze inside again and said with a smile.

On the recliner, the skirt of Zhan Leya's dress moved slightly, and an earthworm-like thread of blood emerged from the skin of her thigh. She jumped off the ground and crawled over quickly.

There was a hole left at the bottom of the one-way mirror. After the bloodshot thread came through, it climbed up along Yan Muyun's shoes and disappeared.

"Hope? What hope?" Ye Buyu expressed his doubts at this time.

"Hope for her to stand up again." Yan Muyun withdrew his hand from the glass, walked to the side and pressed the paging button. Not long after, the door to the inner room opened, and two medical staff wearing protective suits walked in and pushed Zhan Leya away, who was still in a coma.

After doing all this, Yan Muyun explained: "After the blood thread entered her body, I 'helped' her stand up again by forcibly connecting the nerves and muscles. All I did was try my best to remove the blood thread. Be careful and try not to disturb those delicate connections..."

"Oh." Ye Buyu nodded as if he understood, and then saw him take out his mobile phone: "Who do you want to call?"

"Teacher Lin." Yan Muyun put the phone to his ear and said in a calm tone: "If it were her, she might really be able to help Zhan Lewen's sister get back on her feet."

Lin Shitong, a professor at Chenjing University, has special powers [human body modification]. When Yan Muyun was an intern at the Special Branch, the director of the Special Branch specially invited her over in order to bring his physical fitness up to the standard for injection of genetic agents as soon as possible.