2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun took the elevator down to the third floor. When the elevator door opened, he was startled.

"Don't you all have to go to work?" He smacked his lips.

Wei Jun lay flat on the dumbbell bench, rowing with a 40kg barbell, and said with a smile: "The second team is on duty today."

Luo Binghan was sitting in the corner of the gym, doing shoulder dumbbell presses and looking at him expressionlessly. The meaning in his eyes was incomprehensible, no one knew what he was thinking at this time.

"This is the birth of S-class, how could we miss it?"

Han Yinzhu stood beside him with a bucket of popcorn in his arms. Han Jinyu, Li Qingke, and Zhong Xiaoxiao surrounded him, reaching out to pinch a few popcorn from time to time.

"You make me feel like a circus clown. Do you want me to do somersaults for you?" Yan Muyun rolled his eyes.

"What is a circus?" Han Yinzhu tilted his head.

"Unfortunately, organizations that perform various tricks for a living have gradually disappeared in modern times. Clowns, magicians, and animal trainers are all considered the soul of the circus." Han Jinyu explained.

Han Yinzhu became interested: "Let me take a look at the two pages."

Yan Muyun smiled politely and ignored him.

"Are you ready?" Lin Shitong's voice came from behind.

"Why not inject in the room instead of in the gym?" Yan Muyun turned around and asked.

"Because after injecting the medicine, your body will feel infinite power, and you can't wait to find something to vent it out."

Wei Jun's hearty laughter came from the side: "After I was injected with the medicine, I lifted a 200 kilogram barbell and did 100 bench presses in one breath, and then ran on the treadmill for more than 30 kilometers."

Professor Lin, who was standing aside, adjusted his glasses and said calmly: "This is actually a sign of incomplete absorption of the drug's effect. The remaining liquid after transforming the body acts as a stimulant and will make people extremely excited. If it's A Latent Gene Warriors will be much less affected. According to records, S Latent Gene Warriors have almost no side effects in this regard."

Because after being injected with medicine, all gene warriors are only around E level in the early stage, even if their final upper limit is different. Therefore, relatively professional terms such as "A potential" and "S potential" have emerged, specifically referring to genetic warriors who are not yet A-level, but have the potential to eventually become A-level.

Take Wei Jun for example, he is only C-level now, but the ultimate upper limit is B-level, so what is filled in his personal information column now is: B-level C-level genetic warrior.

After listening to Lin Shitong's story, Wei Jun didn't care. He nodded with a learned expression on his face and said, "Ah, that's right."

"So, let me get the injection in the gym..." Yan Muyun cried sadly, reaching out to cover his heart: "As expected, you still don't believe that I can reach S level?"

"Just in case." Professor Lin said calmly: "Besides, do you think a genetic warrior with S-level potential is really that good?"

"But judging from the way you acted before, it seemed like it was a definite fact that I would become S-class." Yan Muyun felt a little uncomfortable at this time.

I already have no confidence in my heart, why do you still want to choose this moment to undermine my confidence?

Professor Lin did not look at him, but opened the metal pill box in his hand and asked: "If you can become S-class as long as you keep your body clean, then why doesn't the country select a group of newborns and only drink nutritional medicine from an early age? What about supplementing it with rigorous training?"

"Maybe it's because... it's too cruel?" Yan Muyun said tentatively: "Depriving a person of the right to eat hot pot, Malatang, barbecue and skewers since childhood, just to cultivate a group of super soldiers, this is completely the style of a villain. ah."

"This can be regarded as a reason." Lin Shitong took out a fine mechanical syringe from the medicine box. The medicinal liquid inside was as beautiful as ruby, and the light shining through it gave out an incomparably intoxicating texture.

"But the main reason is that the cost is too high, and the gap between the final results and the efforts is too big. There have been institutions abroad that have already conducted experiments in this area. However, the first batch of experimental subjects totaled 30 people, and it took a lot of time to train them from small to large. We spent tens of billions, but in the end there were only 5 A-level ones, and the rest were all B-level ones, with not a single S-level one.”

Yan Muyun was a little surprised: "Then why did I..."

"Why does Professor Li think you have the potential to reach S level?" Lin Shitong raised her head and glanced at him.

"Um."

"Of all the prerequisites that our country's scientists have now summarized and mastered for ordinary people to become S-class genetic warriors, your various physical data have met some of the standards, and that's it."

"Since some of the standards have been met, the final success rate shouldn't be low, right?"

"11.79 percent."

"Huh?" Yan Muyun suspected that he heard wrongly.

"According to Dean Li's analysis, the probability of you becoming S-class is 11.79%."

"So low??"

"It's already very high." Lin Shitong tucked a strand of black hair from her forehead behind her ears and said calmly:

"China currently has a total of about 120,000 genetic warriors, including about 60,000 with C-level potential, more than 50,000 with B-level potential, more than 4,000 with A-level potential, and 24 with S-level potential. In other words, if you look purely at probability, Because everyone's talents and genes are different, the probability of an ordinary person being injected with genetic medicine and becoming an S latent gene warrior after being trained to the limit is only about 0.02%."

After hearing this, Yan Muyun felt a little comforted: "From this point of view, my 11.79% is really relatively high."

"Yes." Lin Shitong nodded and said, "So now all countries in the world are focusing on cultivating A-level warriors. As for S-level warriors, it can almost be said that they are rare."

Yan Muyun suddenly realized that Professor Lin was saying this when he was about to inject the genetic medicine to relieve himself of the pressure.

From foreign experiments to domestic relevant data, I have said so much in words, but in fact they are all vaguely expressing one meaning:

"Even if you don't become S-class, don't feel too guilty."

There were footsteps from the activity room. Yan Taki walked out holding a couch with one hand and placed it right in front of the fitness area. Judging from the understatement, people who don't know the truth might think that he is also a genetic warrior.

"Lie down." Lin Shitong raised her chin.

I don't know if he has developed some strange habits in the past few days. As soon as Yan Muyun heard the other party say these three words, he almost instinctively wanted to take off his clothes, but luckily he held back in the end.

He lay on the sofa, his heart pounding. But at this moment, everyone came over and watched with curiosity. This reminded him of a minor surgery he had done in the hospital before. During the anesthesia, the doctors and nurses gathered in a circle and looked at him in a trance.

As if sensing his discomfort, Professor Lin waved his hand: "Stay away, don't get so close."

The melon-eating crowd dispersed obediently.

Yan Muyun swallowed and asked, "Professor, are there any precautions when giving injections?"

Lin Shitong was silent for a while and said softly:

"Persevere, the longer you persist, the better."