2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Lin Han was not very lucky and failed to become an S latent gene warrior like Wei Min.

But he was pretty lucky, because two of the A-level specializations he obtained were originally targeted specializations, namely speed and reaction. As for the third specialization, it is the sense of smell which has a negligible improvement in combat effectiveness.

However, Lin Han looked no different from usual on the surface. He still had a gentle smile on his face and seemed not to be affected at all.

After all the students were injected with the genetic medicine, Xiao Zhuo immediately arranged several rounds of training for them. It was said to be "helping you adapt to the enhanced body as soon as possible" but it was actually a new round of torture.

By the time everyone returned to the camp exhausted, it was already dark.

It should not be said that it is indeed a technical job for these young men who have just been injected with genetic medicine and are in a state of vitality to survive, and Xiao Zhuo is obviously very experienced in this aspect.

"Now, do 100 slow push-ups immediately, shout the slogan to yourself, and listen to me while doing it." He gave the order with a smile, and all the students immediately fell to the ground.

"1, 2, 3, 4..."

"Starting from tomorrow, we will conduct the last assessment for you. As long as you complete this assessment, your special training will be over, and you can return to the academy and go home! Are you happy?" Xiao Zhuo raised his arms and shouted, The tone of voice was slightly raised, showing that he was in a good mood.

However, no one below had the strength to cooperate or was too lazy to cooperate. Some just counted out breathlessly: "...15, 16, 17..."

"Why, you guys don't seem to be very interested. Don't you want to go back and still want to stay for special training?" Xiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Wow! I can... I can go back..."

"It's... awesome..."

"Wow, that's great, great, great..."

There was a burst of strange cheers from below, and then the huffing and counting returned.

Xiao Zhuo nodded with satisfaction and continued: "The last assessment is to allow you to open the gene lock. But of course, some of you have opened the gene lock long ago, and some have just been injected with genetic medicine today. In order to ensure fairness, Yan Muyun, Ye Buyu, Karl, and Yu Shuyi need to complete the assessment individually, while the remaining people are divided into two groups. Let me see..."

He glanced at the students who were doing push-ups in unison, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Wei Min and Shi Shang are in a group, Lin Han and Yan Long are in a group, and Di Haotian and Yue Xiao are in a group. Well, that's it... stinky Don’t stick your butt out when you do push-ups.”

Xiao Zhuo said and kicked Di Haotian on the butt. However, the latter's movements were actually very standard. He just couldn't stand the fact that this guy's butt was so upturned.

"Well, the content of the assessment is kept secret for the time being. There is only one thing you need to know, and that is that the assessment may start at any time. It may be when you are eating, when you are studying, or when you are going to the toilet. The assessment is There is a time limit. If you exceed the limit, you will be deemed a failure and the punishment will be to stay in the camp for an extra month."

Xiao Zhuo walked around leisurely with his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone: "Also, failing the assessment is actually not the worst result. If you are not lucky enough, you may lose an arm or a leg, or even... ....I’m dead.”

These words made everyone's hearts sink slightly, because they knew that Xiao Zhuo would never lie to others, he would do whatever he said he wanted to do to you, and he would never show any mercy or mercy.

Since he said there was a risk of death in this assessment, there must be a risk of death, and it was not just to scare people.

"It's hard to survive half a year of special training. It would be a pity to die in the mountains and old forests before you can shine." Xiao Zhuo yawned, waved his hand, stretched and left.

Behind him, a group of students were still doing push-ups meticulously until 100 were completed.

...

At night, Yan Muyun lay on the bed after washing and soon fell asleep.

Another advantage of participating in this six-month training camp is that it helped him get rid of his "electronic addiction". Whether it was his college life thirty years ago or now thirty years later, he basically never leaves his communication device and checks his phone whenever he has something to do. Especially during the period before going to bed, I can't fall asleep without brushing for an hour or two. But now he finally got rid of this bad habit.

As the night progressed, Yan Muyun's heart suddenly beat erratically. The surrounding environment seemed to be slightly out of place, causing him to open his eyes for the first time.

Almost at the same time, there were slight footsteps outside the door, and someone silently opened the dormitory door.

Is it because there is no inhibitor injection this afternoon, so the perception ability brought by the golden eyes is enhanced? I can feel that my power is slowly recovering. The previous feeling of being blocked by the gene lock is slowly dissipating. I estimate that I will be able to fully recover in a few hours...

While Yan Muyun felt the changes inside his body, he sat up and looked in the direction of the door.

The person standing there was a clown. This special operations team member had very pale skin, a tall and thin figure, long hands and long legs. Standing there looked a bit like the "Slender Ghost" from the urban ghost story that Yan Muyun had seen before.

"Good evening, but unfortunately, I'm not here for you. You can continue to sleep for a while." The clown grinned at him, the corners of his scarlet lips raised slightly.

Yan Muyun obediently lay back on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

At this time, Wei Min and Shi Shang had already woken up. The latter looked at the man at the door with a blank look on his face: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Except for the first two months of special training, these special forces members have not done anything like "night raid" for a long time. At this time, the other party visited again late at night without any warning, which reminded him of some bad memories.

"Wei Min, Shi Shang, your assessment has begun." The clown took out two rolled papers from behind and threw them on their bed: "Within one hour, put on your equipment and go to the designated location to accept the assessment."

"Now?" Shi Shang was startled and subconsciously glanced at the sky outside the window: "Didn't Captain Xiao start explaining the day?"

The clown raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said with a sinister smile: "It's 12:35 now, it's already the next day. Stop asking questions and look at your teammates."

At this time, Wei Min had already put on his clothes quickly without saying a word.

Shi Shang gritted his teeth slightly, turned over and jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes and pants, and trotted to follow Wei Min who had already gone out.

"Sorry to disturb your sleep, good night." The clown said a special greeting before leaving, and then gently closed the door.

Yan Muyun lay flat on the bed, closed his eyes, and responded softly: "Good night."