2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Oh, right." Yan Muyun, who had already reached the door, turned around and then turned back.

"What is the blue potion that the captain gave each of us before departure?"

Yan Taki looked away from the screen again and looked over expressionlessly.

"Last question." Yan Muyun stood at attention and raised a finger.

"That potion is not a good thing." Yan Long shook his head and leaned back on the chair:

"Do you know about 'Second Awakening'?"

"Second awakening?" Yan Muyun blinked.

As long as you are ignorant enough, life is full of surprises.

"It seems that you haven't been exposed to it in the past few days." Yan Long explained:

"Second awakening means that the ability of the user has changed in a certain direction or to some extent based on the original ability. For example, Captain Wei Jun, his ability is to turn part of his body into stone, but usually It can only cover one-third. I heard Han Yinzhu say that after taking the potion, the captain can easily petrify his whole body and become immune to almost any firearms."

At this point, he paused: "So, the effect of 'T55 potion' is to stimulate the ability user to briefly enter the state of secondary awakening."

"Stimulants?" Yan Muyun asked tentatively.

"Absolutely." Yan Taki thought for a while and added: "A stimulant that is exclusive to people with abilities. If ordinary people inject it, their lives will be in danger."

"The side effects should be serious." Yan Muyun smacked his lips.

Yantaki nodded: "Yes, the price is three to five days of fever and drowsiness. And if injected continuously within two weeks, it may even lead to serious addiction."

Yan Muyun wrinkled his nose, already wary of that seemingly powerful potion.

In his values, addictive drugs are not a good thing.

Although Yan Muyun is not interested in the so-called "T55 potion", he is somewhat yearning for the effects it can achieve: "Speaking of which...can a person with abilities awaken a second time through normal means?"

"Of course, but very few." A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Yan Long's eyes. He must be searching something on the Internet. After a moment, he said: "According to official statistics from various countries, only those with the ability of Erjue account for less than five percent of the total number of persons.”

"Then how do they usually achieve 'second awakening'?" Yan Muyun's eyes lit up.

Yan Taki was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at him: "Usually he develops his abilities to the extreme, and finally breaks through when he has some insights. Or he encounters a big change and is stimulated."

Yan Muyun opened his mouth but said nothing.

Originally, he wanted to make a cold joke. If Yan Taki told his parents that they were still "alive" one day later, he might be able to awaken for the second time.

But after thinking about it carefully, I couldn't say this kind of thing in a joking manner.

Yan Taki seemed to see something, and looked at him expressionlessly, with some scrutiny in his eyes.

"Thank you very much, then I won't take up your working time." Yan Muyun smiled reluctantly, turned around and slipped out of the door as if running away.

...

Raindrops fell from the sky, moistening the dry road, washing away the thin dust accumulated on the vehicles, and also wetting the hair and shoulders of pedestrians.

Yan Muyun looked up at the gray sky, stretched out a hand to catch a few drops of rainwater, and said with a helpless expression: "I just got my hair cut."

After taking the bus to the vicinity of the Superpower Registration Office, Yan Muyun found that it was still more than an hour before the time Li Qingke made an appointment for him, so he simply found a barber shop nearby and trimmed his hair that had covered his ears.

After cutting his hair, Teacher Tony also sprayed him with setting spray to give him a handsome-looking hairstyle.

The Internet said it would only be light rain turning to showers today, so there was no need to bring an umbrella.

Normally, Yan Muyun wouldn't care about such scattered raindrops.

However, he was very satisfied with his new hairstyle. At this time, he was standing under the small awning of a business, but he was a little hesitant to continue walking.

"These smart glasses are good at everything, except that they are not as good as a mobile phone." Yan Muyun looked around and muttered: "It doesn't have a selfie mode, so it can't be used as a mirror."

At this moment, he discovered that the store behind him didn't seem to open the door, there were no lights on inside, and the glass in the window could be used as a mirror.

Yan Muyun looked at himself and showed a somewhat ugly smile.

"What a decent young man! That Russell, and that Officer Zhang, one calls me uncle and the other calls me uncle, and they all do it so naturally..."

It is actually quite shocking for a young boy to be called uncle by a pretty girl.

Yan Muyun didn't hesitate for too long. The next second, he rubbed his newly styled hair, disrupting the style that Teacher Tony spent several minutes on.

"It's better to be more comfortable like this. It's too refined and doesn't look like me."

Without any further hesitation, he turned around and walked into the drizzle, heading towards the Superpower Registration Office diagonally across the road.

As long as you mess up your hairstyle, you don't have to worry about your hairstyle.

...

The sky was gray, and the weak light shining through the glass made it look even dimmer.

In the corner where the bright light cannot reach, a figure is sitting there, with his hands in his pockets and his legs stretched straight on the table.

He was sitting facing the store door. Outside the window a few meters in front of him, there was a young man wearing white short-sleeves and glasses standing with his back to him, as if he was hiding from the rain.

He didn't pay attention to the other party at first, until the young man suddenly turned around, looked straight at him from behind the lenses, and then showed a somewhat stiff smile.

He retracted his legs and placed them on the ground, his expression under the hood already becoming a little serious.

The young man looked at him with a playful and unpredictable expression.

Although he knew very well that the other party should not be able to see him, he still subconsciously stood up.

However, at this moment, the young man reached out and ruffled his hair, turned around, and walked into the thin rain curtain.

Is it a coincidence?

He looked expressionlessly at the street outside and looked at the young man's walking route. He didn't think so.

This doesn't seem like a coincidence.

He looked down at the watch on his wrist and saw that there were still about two hours left before the agreed time.

So...is this a demonstration?

It seems that my previous request for a price increase has angered some people in that organization.

Because he didn't know the true identity of the young man, he didn't dare to make a conclusion in his heart, but he had already developed some vigilance.

Always think of the worst in everything. This is the secret to his success in this business without any accidents.

It's interesting, it's interesting. Even the police couldn't find my trace, but the people in this organization were able to pinpoint my location in advance. You guys are amazing...

He licked the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face hidden under the hood, but if you looked closely, there was a hint of fear in it.