2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

2050, dusk on May 17th.

{I’m staying at my classmate’s house tonight. } Yan Long sent a message to his father on his mobile phone.

After a few seconds, the other person replied: {Okay}

This man is like this, everything is so efficient and capable during working hours. If he could express his meaning in just one word, he wouldn't even add punctuation.

Then Yan Taki opened grandma's chat box, and the style of painting here was completely different.

{Why would you stay at someone else’s house? What if someone else’s family is unhappy? How can living in other people's homes be as comfortable as one's own? And you didn’t bring a change of clothes, what will you do tomorrow? }

{Otaki, you'd better go home and live. Grandma made porridge and made you your favorite ginger duck in the evening. }

Looking at the message "The other party is typing" at the top of the chat box, Yan Long quickly replied: {I've been under a lot of pressure from studying lately. I'm playing games with my classmates to relax. Anyway, I don't have to go to school tomorrow or Saturday. }

After thinking for a while, he added: {I'll be back tomorrow morning. }

After a while, Li Hui replied: {Okay, okay, be careful not to play too late. You must not stay up late when you are growing. }

{OK, all right. }

After replying to his grandma, Yan Long put his cell phone in his pocket, raised his head slightly and looked across the road.

Luxurious buildings stand like huge black crystals among the tall buildings. All kinds of expensive cars come and go at the door. It's like a luxury car show. There is an endless stream of gorgeously dressed men and women coming down from above.

Yan Taki walked into the magnificent hotel, took the elevator to the top floor, and said expressionlessly to the waiter standing in front of the red cloth: "The ink umbrella gently swirls the peach blossoms."

The elevator reached the 13th floor underground. After opening the door, bright lights and waves of noise hit us.

Yan Taki stepped out, ignoring the exquisite and luxurious decorations and charming bunny girls around him, and walked straight towards a young man in a tuxedo not far away who held a mini walkie-talkie in his collar and seemed to be the manager of this area.

"Hello, how can I help you?" It seemed that the manager, who was about 24,5 years old, had actually noticed this young man with a stern expression from the beginning, because he was so eye-catching.

He has worked in Taohuayuan for 5 years, and everyone who comes here has their desires written nakedly on their faces. He only needed one look to know that the customers were there for money, sensuality, or the thrill of battles between thrill-seeking awakened beings.

But he couldn't understand the expressionless young man who was walking straight towards him at this moment. His temperament was incompatible with the atmosphere of Peach Blossom Land, and he couldn't understand why such a person would appear here.

"I want to do business with Black Umbrella."

The young man's first words made the male manager narrow his eyes. The other person's words were a bit outrageous, but in his heart they seemed reasonable somehow, and he had a feeling of "Oh, that's true."

"Please wait a moment." The male manager raised his collar and whispered something into the intercom. After only about ten seconds, two towering men in black suits with expressions appeared out of nowhere, one on the left and one on the right. Standing on both sides.

"I'm not here to cause trouble." Yan Long's expression remained unchanged.

The male manager smiled slightly: "You misunderstood, they are taking you to see the person in charge of the transaction."

The two security guards stepped aside and extended their hands in a gesture of invitation. Yan Long frowned slightly and hesitated, but still walked over.

Peach Garden has four floors. The first floor is the casino and arena, the second floor is where guests rest, and the third floor is the VIP area. All three floors are accessible by stairs, however the fourth floor can only be accessed via the only elevator on the third floor.

When the elevator door opened, two security guards in black suits did not follow him out. Instead, a young man in a gray uniform appeared out of nowhere and motioned for Yan Long to follow him.

The other party is obviously very well-dressed. It is decent and beautiful while also taking into account the freedom of movement. If you want to do more strenuous movements, this gray uniform that looks similar to a suit will be as unrestricted as a sports suit.

The decoration and atmosphere of the fourth floor have a great sense of separation from the three floors below. There is no money, violence, beauty and luxury. The colors are basically black, gray and white, giving people a calm, rational and efficient atmosphere. Feel.

If the lower three floors are gold-selling caves where rich people release their desires, this floor is more like the offices of ordinary large companies outside.

There are rooms in the corridors on both sides. The white glass makes it impossible to see the scene inside clearly. You can only rely on the blurry outline to make out that either there is no one inside, or there are two people sitting opposite each other.

At the door of every occupied room, there is a man or woman of various ages wearing a gray uniform standing outside.

"Hello, please come here." The door to the room on the left not far away was open, and a young woman with a sweet smile stood at the door.

She was wearing a white shirt and hip-hugging skirt, and she was placed outside at the company's front desk or as a customer service employee.

But no matter what the first impression is, being able to appear on the fourth floor of Taohuayuan means that the other party's business must be more than responsible for transferring calls or handling customer complaints.

"Please come in." The young woman stood by the door and bowed slightly, with a smile and a flawless service attitude.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with a white table with a transparent display screen in the center, and black chairs on each side.

The door closed quietly, and Yan Long slowly sat down on the side of the table. Through the white glass, he could see the young man in gray uniform who had just led the way, standing at the door.

After the young woman sat down opposite, she smiled and said: "Hello, I am salesman No. 1032, you can call me Xiaojing. First of all, because it is your first time to come to Taohuayuan, I would like to ask where you are from. Where did the channel find out about us?”

"Jieke." Yan Long's words were concise and to the point.

"Then how did you know that Taohuayuan has trading services?"

"friend."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." The short and somewhat exaggerated answer of the boy opposite did not make Xiaojing's face show any displeasure, and her smile was still as peaceful as the one at the door:

"So, what type of business do you want to do?"

Yan Long licked his lips imperceptibly, and his voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep: "Freeze the human brain."

Freezing the human brain is no longer a rare thing in today's society. You can go directly to a larger regular hospital to do it. But the smile on Xiaojing's face remained, and she had no intention of asking the other party why he had to spend so much effort to come to Taohuayuan just for a completely legal operation.

"Whose brain do you want to freeze?"

"My grandfather."