2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"What time did you go to bed last night?" Yan Long asked with a frown.

The guy in front of him had two dark circles under his eyes, his steps were sloppy, and he was yawning and brushing his teeth.

"I...cough cough cough cough!" Yan Muyun wanted to say something unclearly, but he choked on the toothpaste foam and coughed violently.

Yan Long sighed, walked over and reached out to pat his back.

After finally regaining his composure, Yan Muyun rinsed his mouth with water, and then replied: "I watched a movie with those glasses last night, and when I finished watching, I realized it was already two o'clock. After all, the effect was really amazing. It’s really immersive.”

He watched an ancient war movie yesterday, and it felt like he was on a real ancient battlefield. After the thunderous sound of war drums, countless soldiers seemed to rush out from beside him. For a moment, the swords and swords were fighting, and it was not too exciting.

Yan Muyun couldn't help but yawned again, and then waved his hand: "Oh, don't worry, I've been sleeping for thirty years, so it's okay to sleep a little less this night."

"Dad shouldn't have bought you those smart glasses, and I shouldn't have taught you how to use them." Yan Long said expressionlessly.

For this thirty-year veteran, modern technology is too tempting.

Yan Muyun pretended not to hear what he said, took out his glasses from his trouser pocket, put them on, and then put a silver-white mechanical ring on his right index finger.

From his perspective, several translucent blue information boxes appeared in the center of his field of vision, and a black cursor moved in mid-air with the movements of his fingers.

This ring functions as a computer mouse, capturing the user's gestures and executing relevant instructions on the projection interface.

"What color do you think is suitable for me? White?" Yan Muyun rubbed his fingertips lightly, and the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose turned white.

He looked in the mirror and was not very satisfied: "Blue?"

The frame turned royal blue.

"Forget it, black still suits me. Other colors look weird..."

Yan Muyun shook his head, and his glasses returned to their original pure black color.

"You seem very excited." Yan Long leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms.

Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows at him: "Of course, after all, I am going to the Special Branch Bureau soon. I feel like I am about to become a superhero."

"Reality is not a movie." Yan Long said expressionlessly.

"Of course I know that." Yan Muyun smiled helplessly. He just wanted to express his excitement, but he didn't expect to be taught by this nephew who was four years younger than him.

No, he is thirty-four years younger.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

Yan Muyun suddenly realized that there were two bathrooms in the house. Why was this guy standing here holding toiletries?

"My dad is going to the toilet." Yan Long said calmly: "Hurry up."

...

Because Yan Taki took leave yesterday, he didn't go to ride the motorcycle back. The General Administration of Special Affairs and the Haicang District Branch were heading in different directions, so after Yan Yiming left for work, the two had no choice but to take a ride.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" Li Qingke asked with her eyebrows raised and her hands on her hips.

Today, she was wearing a beige loose short-sleeved suit and a khaki knee-length skirt. Her legs were round and slender. Paired with the smooth long chestnut curly hair, she looks gentle and charming.

Logically speaking, it should be refreshing to have a beautiful woman in front of him, but at this moment, Mu Yun felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.

"No, actually it's not too late..."

"A little after two o'clock."

Yan Muyun suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Long, his eyes full of question marks.

Did you sell it to me without hesitation?

"You are such an old man, I don't want to explain to you the importance of sleep to your health. If your self-control is so poor, you might as well inject genetic medicine now. It will be great to be an A-level in the future. Don’t let time drag on and ruin your body even more. Since you have chosen this path, then go on and don’t waste my time, let alone your own life!”

Li Qingke's almond-shaped eyes widened, and Yan Muyun, who was talking like a barrage of words, felt ashamed.

Although I don't know how good this girl is as a doctor, she is definitely more than qualified to be the head teacher of a middle school.

"I will make a schedule for you today. If I find another violation in the future, you will move in with me and I will supervise you personally."

Yan Muyun opened his mouth: "This isn't appropriate."

"What's appropriate and inappropriate? It's not a feudal society anymore."

"No, but..."

"Get in the car first, we're almost late."

...

The rose-red floating car fell from the sky and slowly landed on the parking space.

After getting out of the car, Yan Muyun stuck his head out of the guardrail and glanced down. He saw the endless flow of vehicles on the road like a migrating ant colony.

Behind him is a seven-story building. This is the Special Affairs Bureau of Haicang District.

It is built at the central intersection of five overpasses and extends in all directions. Commissioners can reach any corner of District 02 in Menxia City within ten minutes by taking a floating vehicle.

"This way." Yan Long patted Yan Muyun's shoulder and motioned for him to follow him.

The three of them walked into the building, and Li Qingke began to introduce: "We have two teams in our Haicang District branch. The first floor is the office area and reception area of ​​the first team, and the second floor is the office area and staff restaurant of the second team. The third floor is the gym, conference room, activity room, and my office. The fourth, fifth and sixth floors are where the commissioners live, and the top seventh floor has a garden, an open-air swimming pool and a sauna room."

"Good guy, this treatment is really good." Yan Muyun couldn't help but admired.

At this moment, a tall and burly figure appeared at the corner in front, but it was the captain of the first team, C-level genetic warrior Wei Jun, whom he had met once before.

The man was dressed casually, wearing loose white short-sleeves, black shorts, and a pair of black sneakers.

If you ignore his height of nearly two meters and the strong muscles that cannot be concealed by loose clothes, he feels a bit like the big brother next door.

"Hey, good morning, everyone." Wei Jun saw the three of them and said hello with a smile.

When he came closer, Yan Muyun felt that the light in the corridor was getting a little darker.

"I received the notice yesterday that you will come to us for an internship for a period of time. On behalf of Team A, I would like to extend a warm welcome!" Wei Jun smiled and patted his shoulder.

The first and second teams of the Special Branch Bureau are also called Team A and Team B. On weekdays, the commissioners here basically remember what they are called.

"I want to go to the bathroom first." Yan Muyun looked around.

Wei Jun pointed him in the direction: "It's at the end of the corridor. Our office is over here. You can come over by yourself later. The main thing is to register personal information and go through various procedures."

"After completing the formalities, come directly to the third floor and prepare to start today's training." Li Qingke warned, and then walked towards the elevator door not far away.

Ever since Wei Jun appeared, her expression had been a little cold, and now she left without even saying hello.

Yan Muyun noticed this, but seeing that Wei Zhuanghan's expression was as usual, as if he didn't notice anything strange at all, he didn't ask any more questions.

After waving to the two of them, he walked to the bathroom not far away.