2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

When Ye Buyu woke up, it was already dark.

The effects of the sedative had not completely worn off yet, and she could barely feel her limbs.

But even so, she still tried her best to get off the bed and stumbled towards the door of the dormitory.

I don't know why, but it's very noisy in the corridor.

No, not only the corridor, but also outside and the entire inner courtyard seemed to be very noisy.

Ye Buyu bit his lip to draw blood and finally turned the door handle. But the whole person lost his balance and fell directly outward.

"Classmate, what's wrong with you?" A girl who happened to be passing by helped her.

Ye Buyu's face was pale and his voice was almost inaudible: "What... happened outside?"

"Ah?" The girl glanced at the door, a complicated expression flashed across her face: "You weren't sleeping just now, were you?"

"What... happened outside?" Ye Buyu continued to ask.

"Classmate, you seem to be sick. I will help you find the school doctor later. You go back to your room and have a good rest."

At this time, the girl also saw that her situation was obviously abnormal. While helping her up, she said: "What happened during the day today is a long story. To put it simply, the 'blasphemer' suddenly appeared in our presence for some reason. The inner courtyard threatened all of us to leave, saying that the inner courtyard would be razed to the ground..."

The girl helped Ye Buyu to the sofa, poured her a glass of warm water, and then continued: "After that, he blew up the teaching building, and then used his alien ability to summon a meteorite. Dean Zhuge In order to protect us, let us evacuate first, leaving him alone to deal with the 'blasphemer'. But when the dean was trying to catch the meteorite, the 'blasphemer' suddenly launched a sneak attack on him.... ..”

At this point, the girl's eyes were red and her voice was choked up: "Now the entire teaching building has become a crater, and even Dean Zhuge is now uncertain about his life or death. Some people say he is definitely dead, but more people Everyone believes that he will be fine. After all, he is the most powerful telepathic person in the world. How could it be possible..."

Ye Buyu couldn't listen to the rest of the words.

Her consciousness seemed to have fallen into chaos. She could see the female student wiping her tears and could clearly hear what she said, but she could not understand the meaning at all.

They are all in Chinese, but when connected together, each word turns into disorderly gibberish.

While listening, Ye Buyu suddenly realized something.

She didn't seem to be wearing an ability suppressor, but she could only hear the voice of the girl next to her. Other than that, the surrounding environment was so quiet.

"Why are you crying?"

Seeing the tears streaming from the corners of Ye Buyu's eyes, the girl was startled. She quickly took out a few pieces of paper from the table and wiped them while comforting her: "Don't worry, Grandpa Dean will be fine. No one can be sure. Something really happened to him, just think I’m talking nonsense..."

"return..."

"What?" The girl was stunned for a moment, not hearing clearly.

When she came closer, she heard Ye Buyu whisper: "Come back..."

"I'm not leaving either?" The girl was a little confused, but she still gave the other person a hug very considerately:

"Don't cry, don't cry. It won't look good for such a beautiful girl to cry."

...

South Korea, Seoul Airport.

In the bright and clean waiting hall, Zhan Leya was wearing a long white windbreaker and a peaked cap. She was pushing a small orange suitcase in her hand. She was following Yan Muyun, who had his hands in his pockets, looking around nervously.

Seeing that there was no one around, she quickened her steps and walked forward, whispering: "We...were here sneakily, right?"

"As long as you don't take the initiative to say it, it doesn't matter." Yan Muyun patted her shoulder: "Hold your head high and have more confidence."

"Oh...oh okay." Zhan Leya shuddered and straightened her back immediately.

Then she touched her face with some guilt. Ever since she entered the airport, she was always afraid that the thin skin made of unknown material would suddenly fall off.

"Here we go, gate 17." Yan Muyun raised his chin toward the left.

For Chinese people, except for the incomprehensible Korean text at the top of the sign, Seoul Airport is basically the same as a domestic airport. Even the staff can basically communicate in Chinese, so the two of them had a smooth journey.

The fake passports and visas, the matching fake faces, and even the smuggling boat from Chenjing to South Korea were all a matter of a phone call from Yan Muyun.

After Zhang Feiyu was resurrected and returned to Menxia, ​​Jun Qianmian's attitude towards him was nothing short of attentive. I heard that the guy had actually planted a peach blossom forest somewhere in the Peach Blossom Spring, and was waiting for Yan Muyun to return to Menxia and marry the three of them in the Taoyuan.

It was naturally impossible for Yan Muyun to go back to Menxia City, but now he could understand everything that happened there through the "Black Umbrella" channel. At least so far, his brother Yan Yiming seems not to have been implicated for what he did.

In fact, it didn't matter even if he was implicated. Yan Muyun just wanted him to take care of himself in old age, and maybe find a younger brother and sister when he was free. What's the point of fighting aliens on the front line all day long.

At this moment, he heard a weak voice coming from beside him: "Yan...Yun, Brother Yun?"

"Just call me Muyun, we should be about the same age." Yan Muyun smiled and tilted his head.

Zhan Leya's face was slightly hot, and she pointed to the screen hanging not far away: "Look at that, it seems to be our domestic news?"

Yan Muyun looked in the direction of her finger and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Come on, let's get closer and listen."

What was shown on the screen was indeed news from China, but there was a line of Korean subtitles at the bottom for annotation.

"...At 11:23 this morning, the 'blasphemer' who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared at Chenjing College in Chenjing City, our country...Currently, 32 teachers and students have died, and 77 Teachers and students were injured... Comrade Zhuge Xiangming, the president of Chenjing College, passed away at 2:45 this afternoon at the age of 87..."

As she spoke, the female host's eyes turned red, but her voice when reading the manuscript did not tremble at all, showing her professional strength.

"Ah?" Zhan Leya's eyes suddenly opened wide and she covered her mouth in shock: "How could this happen?"

"What a crime..." Yan Muyun nodded with approval on the surface, but secretly cursed in his heart.

He could understand that Old Man Zhuge was "dead", but the total number of casualties was a bit outrageous. How many students were there in the entire inner courtyard?

The news on the TV continued to play, and the female host's voice gradually became more and more passionate.

"... According to reliable information, the actual identity of the 'blasphemer' is one of the senior leaders of the 'Holy Glory Order', codenamed 'Holy Son'... With the continuous process of globalization As the country goes deeper, the connections between countries are getting closer and closer. In order to better deal with global crime problems, especially cult terrorist organizations such as the 'Shengyao Order', our country will actively strengthen cooperation with other countries to jointly combat transnational nature. Crime. We firmly oppose any form of terrorism and extremism and will continue to unswervingly advance counter-terrorism work and make positive contributions to maintaining world peace and tranquility..."

More than a month later, the United Nations meeting passed a vote, led by China, and nine-tenths of the world's countries voted in favor. The original god Constantine expressed his strong support for a [world force] aimed at maintaining international peace and security. Department of Peacekeeping Operations] was established.

This team will be composed of law enforcement officers with special abilities from different countries. They will have law enforcement powers in all regions of the world. They will accept the command of the United Nations and be committed to executing peace operations in areas where conflicts or terrorist attacks occur.

[World Peacekeeping Department] The first minister will be the Minister of Defense of China. There are 20 seats on the Peace Council, 10 of which are permanently owned by China, and the remaining 10 are held by Russia, the Democratic Republic of the United States, the United States of America, the European Union, the African Union, and the Middle East Alliance. , League of Latin America, South Asian Alliance and other countries and organizations, internal rotation.

There are certainly no objections to this seating arrangement in the world.

However, China's performance this time was extremely tough and won unprecedented support from its own people and overseas Chinese. The African Union, Northern and Western Europe, the Middle East Alliance, the South Asian Alliance, and several small countries in East Asia have also expressed their understanding and cooperation.

If we say that everyone suffered from the catastrophe caused by the Shengyao Religion in the past, the small country can cry louder. After all, it almost destroyed the country. Relatively speaking, the damage suffered by China can be said to be minimal.

But this time is different. China's highest superpower school in the capital has been so severely damaged that even a blind person can see how determined the Chinese government's attitude is this time.

In order to avoid this bad luck, even the most vocal opposition countries such as the United States, the United States, the United States and Europe, when China slapped the contract on the table, the representatives of these countries remained silent and signed obediently.

Of course, all this is a story later.