2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Yan Muyun finally did not cause any trouble. In fact, not even a single alien species appeared in the entire Haicang District during this period.

His current daily schedule is basically to come to the Special Branch Bureau in the morning to undergo physical transformation, and then stay in the office on the first floor from noon to learn various knowledge about alien species.

These include judging the period and level of each type of alien species through their appearance, and remembering the habits, abilities and weaknesses of each type of alien species.

In addition, of course, there are also crazy attempts to supplement the common sense and world situation of today's era, so as to avoid making any jokes in the future.

During this period of time, his relationship with the members of the first team of the Special Branch Bureau became more and more harmonious. Of course, there is no need to say more about the Han twins. Wei Jun and Zhong Xiaoxiao have always had a gentle attitude, and even Luo Binghan will not make a bad face when they see him.

As for Zhang Lan lying in the hospital, he also took the time to visit twice. The other party is in good spirits. Every time I see him, he is playing games and reading books, having fun. His girlfriend comes to take care of him every day after get off work, and he also receives generous disability benefits. This makes life hard for him to feel sympathy. Heartbroken.

Today Yan Muyun was about to undergo the last physical transformation. After taking the elevator to the fifth floor, he pushed the door open and walked into room 504, where Lin Shitong had already been waiting.

Today, Professor Lin is wearing a white medical coat - she got it from Li Qingke's office five days ago. It seems that she looks better at work dressed like this.

This dress also successfully relieved Yan Muyun's psychological pressure. After all, it is easier to accept a female doctor with professional characteristics than being naked by an intellectual and glamorous urban beauty.

Nowadays, he can be regarded as a person who has been tempered by the mountain without changing his expression. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he had already taken off only his underwear, and then lay down on the bed very naturally.

This final session focused on the upper body, so he was given a fig leaf.

In fact, it’s okay not to use this fig leaf.

Because after actually experiencing Professor Lin's superpower, Yan Muyun had long thrown away his insignificant sense of shame.

The other party is like a sculptor with incredible craftsmanship. Her special power is the invisible carving knife in her hand. Every scratch and drill is a perfect line.

Nowadays, Yan Muyun's greatest pleasure is to stand in front of the mirror without clothes for a few minutes every time he gets up in the morning. He carefully examines every corner of his body to see which areas are more perfect compared to yesterday.

At this time, he was lying flat on the bed, and the soft light in the room shone down, as if a girl in love was caressing every inch of his skin gently and repressively with her hands.

If Michelangelo saw this body after being resurrected, he would cut David into pieces with his own hands and re-carve a work called "Mu Yun" with tears.

"It's begun." Lin Shitong said calmly, her dull eyes as if she were just looking at a lifeless delicate porcelain.

She awakened her powers at the age of sixteen and studied medicine for eight years. In order to understand every structure of the human body, he personally dissected nearly a thousand corpses of men, women, and children. It was not until he was 25 years old that he actually used his powers for the first time to try to physically transform living people.

This woman is now 29 years old, and her heart is already as cold and precise as a scalpel.

"Okay, please excuse me." Yan Muyun took the rubber braces from the bedside table next to him and closed his eyes.

The familiar itching feeling started in the abdomen and slowly moved up the chest. It was like a swarm of ants had burrowed into the lower layers of his skin, biting every muscle in his body while injecting excruciating neurotoxins.

Yan Muyun's expression turned ferocious to the naked eye. He clasped the sheets tightly with his fingers and tightened his toes. If the teeth he clenched were not wearing protective rubber sheaths, there would have been cracks at this time.

Lin Shitong's superpower is simply a "cheating artifact" in terms of its effect. However, her main job so far is still teaching at the university, not cultivating war machines for the country.

The main reason for this is not only that this power is extremely mentally draining and can only be used for a short time every day, but also that it is extremely difficult for the person being transformed to bear the physical torture of this for a long time.

The three-hour daily session she mentioned before actually lasted 10 minutes, and then both parties took a 20-minute break. The complete process takes half an hour and is carried out six times in total.

Yan Muyun has never thought of himself as a weak-willed person. When he was writing a thesis in college, he could stick his butt on the stool from eight in the morning to ten in the evening, and endured fourteen hours without interruption. A ruthless person who suffered both psychological and physical torture.

But this time, if he hadn't known in advance that he only had to persist for seven days, and had expectations and goals in mind, he might have retreated from the third day.

...

Three hours later.

"it's over."

Lin Shitong let out a sigh of relief and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Her originally upright and elegant figure was slightly bent now, leaning on the back of the chair, looking extremely tired.

Yan Muyun didn't speak, he just stared at the ceiling with his eyes slightly open, breathing heavily.

The sheets under him were already soaked, and the gaps squeezed out by the muscles between his chest and abdomen were full of crystals, like streams distributed in a spider web. From time to time, a few droplets of sweat as big as beans slid down along those lines.

Lin Shitong stood up with a calm expression: "Go take a shower, and then go to the gym in half an hour to inject genetic medicine."

"Is this... so fast?" Yan Muyun looked at her with eyes full of resentment.

"Your body is in the best condition now. Of course, the sooner you get the injection, the better. Of course, if you want to take a day off, that's fine, but I will give you half an hour of recuperation before the injection tomorrow."

"I'm going to take a shower now." The guy who was out of breath like a dead fish a second ago jumped up from the bed with a clean jerk.

After taking a brief shower for ten minutes, Yan Muyun did not go out immediately. Instead, he stood in front of the mirror on the bathroom sink and looked at his body carefully.

Looking at the smooth arms, plump chest muscles, chocolate bar-like abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line extending from the waist to an unexplainable part, he felt a strong sense of unreality in his heart.

Although this feeling of "getting something for nothing" was very satisfying, it always made him feel a little unsure.

When he looked in the mirror these days, he was not obsessed with his body shape, but rather doubting whether he was "worthy".

Is it worthy of the trust of Dean Li and Li Qingke, is it worthy of the government's resource allocation, and is it worthy of Professor Lin's efforts for so many days?

"What if I can't become S-class?"

This thought lingered in his mind like a nightmare in the past few days.

Gradually, Yan Muyun's heartbeat accelerated, and he even found it difficult to breathe.

Professor Lin's voice suddenly came from outside: "The sound of water has stopped for so long, why don't you come out? Do you know how to put on clothes?"

"Have you been waiting for me outside?" Yan Muyun was a little surprised.

"No, I guess it's almost time. I'll call you when I get back."

"oh."

Yan Muyun pulled the clothes from the rack nearby and put them on.

What I should think about may not be whether I can reach S level or whether I will disappoint everyone.

Rather, how can we reach S level and how can we not disappoint everyone.