2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Early the next morning, the students spontaneously gathered in the open space in front of the camp, preparing to welcome their new companions.

Today is a rest day and there is no need to participate in training. There are basically no entertainment projects to kill time in this deep mountain and old forest. I have nothing to do, and people are arriving one after another.

"Let's make a bet on whether the new arrival is a boy or a girl." Yue Xiao sat cross-legged on the ground, twitching her eyebrows very flexibly. After these few months of devil training, the originally thin figure has become much stronger. His fair skin is now a healthy wheat color, and his eyebrows are more determined and bright.

Yan Muyun joked: "What you are actually saying is, 'Do you want the new person to be a boy or a girl this time?'"

"Hiss..." Yue Xiao has a toothache, this guy is so capable of causing trouble. Unfortunately, I really can't think of anything to say to refute, and I always feel like everything I say is just trying to hide something.

"I hope it's a girl. There are too few girls in our class. I think we need to balance it out." Karl expressed his feelings directly as always, not caring about Yu Shuyi's disgusted look next to him.

"I don't care whether it's a man or a woman. I just want to be powerful. The stronger the power, the better. It's best to be the type that can shake the mountains with a bang." Di Haotian's eyes were extremely bright, and his movements were a bit exaggerated. He said while gesturing in front of him.

He is the one who has changed the most these days. His body has become much more toned, from being simply tall to being burly. Standing there with a straight face, he looks even more oppressive than Instructor Gao Cheng. Of course, only people who are not familiar with him would feel this way. Yue Xiao and the others would only find it funny when they see his serious look.

"Here we come." Lin Han, who was standing aside with his arms folded, raised his head slightly and spoke calmly.

Even though Ru Mo's long hair has now been cut into a crew cut, his words and deeds still have a bit of the chivalrous flavor in movies and TV dramas. Maybe this is his temperament.

In the sky, the blue fighter plane slowly descended, and the roaring wind caused by the engine caused everyone dozens of meters away to narrow their eyes.

The hatch opened, and a figure walked out of it.

"Tsk." Karl smacked his lips, his tone revealing undisguised disappointment.

Why is it a man again?

"Wow, he looks like a handsome iceberg type." Yue Xiao praised without emotion. He just wasn't as shameless as Karl to say it directly, but he still hoped that his new partner would be a young and energetic girl.

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome new friends to join us!" Di Haotian greeted him enthusiastically with open arms.

The advantage of having him here is that you never have to worry about being left alone.

"Hello." The young man shook hands with him, with a smile on his stern face, looking a little shy.

"Come on, come on, we are all waiting for you, please introduce yourself quickly." Di Haotian hugged the other party's shoulders with great enthusiasm and walked back. If his smile hadn't been so silly, how would you have watched this scene? Like the school bully is bullying the transfer student.

The young man nodded to the crowd in a somewhat reserved manner, his eyes lingering on a certain spot in the crowd for a moment, and then he introduced himself: "Hello everyone, my name is Yan Long, I am 18 years old this year."

Well, a very concise self-introduction, just like the first impression he made.

"Yanlong...which two characters are they? Yanlongxia?" Wei Min continued with a smile.

Several people present looked at him with strange expressions. This guy, like Yan Muyun, always had some inexplicable words popping out of his mouth. By the way, are these two guys really from this era?

"The words of words are like three o'clock of water." The young man explained.

"Wait a minute, your surname is Yan?" Yue Xiao was stunned for a moment, then looked back with a smile: "The surname Yan is not common, Mu Yun, he can't be a relative of yours... right?"

His voice became quieter as he spoke, because he suddenly realized that the good old man who was cheerful all day looked a little unhappy at this time.

No, it's not that he doesn't look good, he just looks ugly. His brows are almost wrinkled into the Chinese character "Chuan", and his eyes are giving people chills down their spines.

At this time, more people noticed Yan Muyun's strangeness. Lin Han raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "You don't really know each other, do you?"

"He is my uncle."

The cool voice of the new young man directly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

"Really? I mean, uncle is my father's brother. Are you sure you two are a generation apart?" Di Haotian's eyes suddenly widened.

"Ahem." Wei Min coughed twice.

Di Haotian quickly realized that Yan Muyun's special situation was no secret in this small group. They even played age jokes for a while under this guy's initiative.

After figuring out the relationship between the two people, Di Haotian laughed and touched the back of his head: "Your Yan family is really full of loyal people."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned to look at him.

Did you use this word like this?

In the end, Yue Xiao, who had experienced many battles, jumped up and gave him a hard kick, and then pulled him over: "Children are ignorant and talk nonsense. Children's words are unscrupulous, children's words are unscrupulous."

I have to say that this rescue effect was pretty good. Normally, everyone would have laughed, but today, strangely, no one said anything. There was something wrong with Yan Muyun's face, and the atmosphere became increasingly solemn as everyone looked at each other in silence.

"What, don't you welcome me?" Yan Long looked at his uncle.

Yan Muyun's brows spread out as if he had just woken up from a dream, and a slightly stiff smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I really didn't expect that it would be your kid who came here. What a surprise."

"Ahem...I remember, Captain Xiao seems to have something to do with me." Wei Min coughed dryly and turned around to leave.

"Maybe I got something wrong from being abused. Now I feel uncomfortable without training for a day. Come on, Mangzi, come and accompany me!" Yue Xiao pulled Di Haotian and the two of them and trotted away energetically.

The atmosphere here is so weird that even Di Haotian can understand it, and the rest of the people will naturally not force themselves to stay. One by one, they either made lame excuses or left silently, leaving enough space for the uncle and nephew to talk.

After everyone around him had dispersed, Yan Muyun licked his dry lips and stared straight at his eldest nephew whom he had not seen for a long time. Not only did his face not show the slightest hint of joy at the reunion, but it was rather stiff and frightening: "You...should not be able to come out for another five or six months, right?"

"Aren't you happy that I came out early?" Yan Long's tone became a little cold, and his face lost the brightness it had when he just got off the plane.

"No, of course I'm happy..."

Yan Muyun was silent for a moment, and then he seemed to have made some kind of determination and said word by word: "But you shouldn't come here."

"Then where should I go?"

"Chenjing Academy."

"I'm already here."

"No, what I mean is that you can go to the combat section of the outer courtyard or the inner courtyard according to your original plan..."

"I have better options now."

"No, this is not a better choice..." Yan Muyun suddenly shut up, because he saw the boredom in the other person's eyes and knew that no matter what he said, it would probably have the opposite effect.

He sighed and asked, "Does your dad know?"

"Does your brother know?" Yan Long asked.

Yan Muyun was speechless for a moment. He only told his younger brother that he was going to participate in the academy's closed special training, but he did not tell him the significance of this special training and this special class. Until now, Yan Yiming probably thought that he had just joined the combat section of the inner courtyard, and would become an elite commissioner of a city's special bureau after graduation like most students.

"They approached me and said that if I was willing to join the special training, they would bring me over immediately, so I came."

Yan Long walked past him and said coldly: "This is my own decision."