2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

At 7:50 in the morning, Yan Muyun and Wei Min arrived at the huge platform located on the back hill of the inner courtyard.

Instructor Gao Cheng, who was wearing a camouflage military uniform as usual, had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw them coming, he just nodded without saying a word and stood beside them with his arms folded like a stake.

In the next ten minutes, Ye Buyu, Lin Han and other students also arrived one after another.

By the time Xu Wenzhe came up with the black cat in his arms and yawning, instructor Gao Cheng had almost finished his lecture: "...confirm for the last time, no one is bringing any communication equipment, right?"

"No."

"Did not bring."

There were sparse responses from below.

Gao Cheng nodded and said without any fluctuation in his voice: "You are about to undergo a six-month closed special training. From now on, you will only have half an hour to contact the outside world every month. I hope you have already said hello to your family and friends."

"Can't you tell us where to go now?" Di Haotian raised his hand.

"This is a secret of the military. Even I don't know where to go." Gao Cheng glanced over and replied calmly: "Captain Xiao Zhuo only said, 'Everyone will find their truest self there. Own'."

"Everyone will find their true self there..." Yan Muyun repeated this sentence in a low voice and grinned: "It doesn't sound like a place for special training, but more like a place for literary youth." Moan for no reason and go to Tibet to purify the soul."

Yue Xiao next to her pricked up her ears and asked strangely: "What? What does Tibet have to do with purifying the soul?"

"It's an old joke from decades ago. It's too troublesome to explain. Children don't need to know this kind of knowledge." Yan Muyun waved his hand.

The corners of Yue Xiao's mouth twitched. Ever since this guy no longer looked sick every day, his mouth had gotten worse and worse.

"Look, the plane!" Di Haotian next to him suddenly exclaimed.

Hmm... This meme is a bit older. Before I graduated from elementary school, I always liked to use this trick to divert the attention of my friends, and then take the opportunity to kick his butt or something...

Yan Muyun was thinking wildly in his mind, but he subconsciously raised his head. Then his eyes widened slightly: "Wow, a plane."

I saw a faint blue light streak across the horizon, and then hovered in the sky above everyone. Because of the high altitude, everyone could only vaguely discern that it was a triangular dark blue fighter plane.

As the altitude slowly dropped, many details on the fighter plane could be seen more and more clearly. The almost artistic body curves and the high-end blue color are enough to make any man's heart beat faster.

The fighter plane landed smoothly and was much larger than the first impression. At least it could fit everyone present without any problem.

The hatch opened, and Xiao Zhuo, the captain of the Longjian Special Operations Team, appeared in front of everyone.

The dark, tall man grinned and gave a thumbs up behind him: "Get on the plane and let's go."

...

Yan Muyun originally thought that the functionality of this kind of aircraft must be greater than comfort, but he did not expect that the space inside was unexpectedly spacious, and each seat could stretch out the legs. There is also a special small round table in front of you, so there is no need to lift the small table from the back of the front seat.

This is an extremely good condition for a middle-aged man in his fifties who has only ever flown in economy class. The only thing that made him a little depressed was that whether it was for confidentiality or because there was no design in the first place, there was no window in it.

"Can you change positions?" After the fighter plane entered a gentle flight, a figure suddenly walked over from the front. Standing next to Wei Min, it was Ye Buyu.

Wei Min first turned to Yan Muyun and raised his eyebrows, then stood up obediently: "Of course, no problem."

When the girl sat down, the wind brought by her had a faint fragrance, and Yan Muyun knew that it was not perfume. Because when he used to go to the other party's room for tutoring every night, sometimes she would have this fragrance on her body just after taking a shower.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Yan Muyun asked with a smile.

"Yes." Ye Buyu was still wearing a hoodie today, and only a small part of his white chin could be seen from the side: "What do you think of this special training?"

"What do you think?" Yan Muyun didn't understand what she meant.

"You are a genetic warrior with golden eyes. In terms of fighting, firearms, and physical fitness, you are almost top-notch in all aspects. If you participate in this kind of special training similar to that of special forces, don't you think it is a waste of time?" As if you are afraid of being sat down. Xiao Zhuo, who was in front of the cabin, heard Ye Buyu tilt his body towards this side and asked in a low voice.

The good-smelling fragrance became clearer, which made Yan Muyun's heart beat faster. He smiled and replied, "I got almost all of the things you mentioned for free. There is still a long way to go between me and a real warrior, such as Willpower, courage, experience, tolerance for suffering, etc. If I compare to these qualities, I'm afraid I'm not even as good as a recruit who has been in the army for one year."

Ye Buyu gave him a strange look: "Do you really think so?"

"Hehe, your ideological consciousness is high enough." Yan Muyun bared his teeth and smiled, then raised his eyebrows: "Did Instructor Gaocheng ask you to come?"

"It's Teacher Xu. He wants to know what you really think because he ignored you in the previous practical assessment." Ye Buyu didn't shy away from it and sold the person directly.

At this moment, Xiao Zhuo's voice suddenly sounded from the front, directly covering all the sounds in the cabin: "Any of you who are already genetic warriors, raise your hands."

Four hands were raised one after another, three of them were Yan Muyun, Yu Shuyi, and Karl.

Yan Muyun tilted his head slightly and looked at the girl sitting next to him who also raised her hand in astonishment: "Are you really a genetic warrior?"

Ye Buyu raised his head slightly, revealing his bright eyes with a hint of cunning under his hood, and blinked.

Xiao Zhuo clapped his hands and said in a lazy voice: "Okay, you four, remember to go to the camp infirmary as soon as possible after getting off the plane to inject inhibitors. You will have to go there once a week in the future. This medicine can be used within a certain period of time. Completely close the genetic lock and turn you into ordinary people, so that no one of you secretly cheats during training."

After announcing this, he sat back and chatted with Gao Cheng beside him.

Yan Muyun looked at the girl next to him, his heartbeat speeding up unconsciously, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Did you lie to me in the secret corridor of the hospital that day?"

At that time, as the corridor gradually deepened and the temperature became lower and lower, when the two hugged each other tightly, he once asked the other party if he had been injected with genetic medicine.

"When did I lie to you?" Ye Buyu asked, but his head was slightly lowered, hiding his rosy cheeks.

"You..." Yan Muyun was speechless for a moment. He thought about it carefully and found that the other party did not seem to say it clearly at the time, and he did not ask further questions.

He was a little impulsive now and wanted to directly ask the other party why he did that at that time. Why do you treat yourself differently from others from the beginning? Why do you always approach and tease yourself intentionally or unintentionally? What exactly does the phrase "you are special" mean...

However, at this moment, Ye Buyu suddenly spoke to suppress the doubts in his heart: "Tell me, if you find out one day that I really lied to you, what will you do?"

"It depends on its nature and the consequences." Yan Muyun said without thinking.

"nature?"

"Lies can also be divided into good intentions and malicious intentions, and have different purposes. Sometimes deceiving people is actually good for a person."

"Then what if I deceived you maliciously? It's very, very evil, and I deceive you to the point of death." Ye Buyu made a fierce expression, but in someone's eyes I just feel a little silly and a little cute.

"How evil can it be?" Yan Muyun couldn't help but laugh.

"As evil as you want... Well, just think that I have defrauded you of your most precious things, such as all your money, or..."

"my heart?"

Yan Muyun subconsciously answered, and immediately regretted it, scratching his heart and liver. He felt oily and earthy, and his scalp was numb and his toes were touching the ground.

Ye Buyu couldn't help but punched him hard on the arm, and he was obviously very oiled.