2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Inner courtyard scientific research building, physical examination training room No. 3.

Yan Muyun stood in the center of the room, his forehead, limbs, chest and back covered with unnamed delicate instruments. These devices could monitor his physical condition in real time.

The space of the training room is half the size of an indoor basketball court. There are high-precision cameras in every corner. The floor and walls are paved with special alloy. The overall atmosphere looks cold and hard under the light.

More than ten meters in front of Yan Muyun, a thick piece of bulletproof glass stood erected. In addition to several researchers staring at the screen, there were three figures standing in the room behind the glass.

They are Professor Bai Yongning, who is wearing a white coat and has silver hair. And a man in military uniform with a strong and well-proportioned body, bronze skin, hair as straight as steel needles, and hard facial lines.

The last one was an acquaintance, also wearing a white coat, with beautiful appearance, black hair spread like waves on his back, and a pair of black thin-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was none other than Professor Lin Shitong.

"Instructor Gao." Bai Yongning turned to look at the man in military uniform, nodded slightly, indicating that it was time to start.

This is an active-duty soldier specially hired by the college from the army. His full name is Gao Cheng. He is responsible for the training of the new students in the inner college in combat and firearms.

Gao Cheng held the microphone next to his mouth, and his voice was rough and low that matched his appearance: "Turn on the gene lock, and then hit the puppet with all your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, the floor of the training room inside split apart on both sides, and an alloy puppet that was as tall as an adult and had thick leather stitched on its chest slowly rose from the ground.

Yan Muyun flexes the ring finger of his right hand, puts his thumb on it, and at the same time brings his index finger, middle finger, and little finger together, which is the Taoist sun mudra.

His energy, which had been a little sluggish, suddenly increased. He strode to the puppet and punched and kicked it based on his feeling.

Behind the bulletproof glass, Gao Cheng, dressed in military uniform, frowned slightly. As soon as this young man made his move, he could tell that the opponent was basically a layman in terms of fighting. But strangely, the way he exerted force and the process of punching were unexpectedly harmonious and smooth, making him feel very sophisticated.

This feeling of being weak and strong was intertwined, which seemed awkward to him, an expert.

At this time, a researcher reported: "His strength and speed are both E-level."

The alloy puppet is equipped with a sensor inside, which can record and feedback the intensity of the hit in real time.

Gao Cheng turned his head slightly and looked to his side, asking, "Is his physical condition okay?"

"Well, the data shows that this level of exercise will not cause much burden to him." Lin Shitong, who was staring at the tablet in his hand, replied without raising his head.

"Okay." Gao Cheng nodded and patted the researcher in front of him on the shoulder: "Let the puppet fight back."

The next moment, in the training room, the alloy puppet, which had been standing still and being beaten, suddenly raised its arms, and the leather-wrapped iron fist pounded forward like a pile driver.

Yan Muyun, who didn't receive any prompt, was startled, but his movements were extremely agile and he easily avoided the attack with a few ducks. After a few seconds, he had completely adapted to the puppet's attacking rhythm, and was able to counterattack with three punches and two kicks from time to time.

Gao Cheng's thick and black eyebrows were tightly knitted together. If the other party's movements were just right before, his performance at this moment was already better than that of a formal soldier who had been training for several years.

Dodge with the smallest range, defend with the least effort at an angle, and counterattack with the fastest speed. The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, which is simply a pleasure to watch.

"Are these golden eyes..." Gao Cheng thought to himself, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

It's simply an enviable fighting instinct.

Of course he knew that Yan Muyun had golden eyes. Everyone in the monitoring room now knew that the young man inside had golden eyes. Otherwise, subsequent tests and records would not be possible.

Gao Cheng didn't show any emotion on his surface. He held the microphone beside his mouth and said solemnly: "Now, don't fight back. Stand within the attack range of the puppet and concentrate on dodging the attack."

After he finished speaking, a researcher sitting on the left silently increased several values ​​on the screen in front of him.

The punching speed of the metal puppet in the training room gradually increased, from 2 punches per second to 3 punches per second, to 4 punches per second... The two fists wrapped in thick leather were getting faster and faster. , faster and faster, and finally at a certain moment, Yan Muyun jumped back, and Shi Shiran left the attack range of the puppet.

"I can't hide." He shrugged toward the glass.

"7.14 punches per second." Before Gao Cheng could ask, the researcher in charge of data recording took the initiative to report.

The man in military uniform nodded slightly: "His reflexes should still be able to keep up, but his movements can no longer keep up."

Next, Yan Muyun underwent hearing tests, vision tests, smell tests, etc. The tests were many and complicated, and it took nearly half an hour to complete them.

In the monitoring room, Gao Cheng touched his chin covered with light blue stubble and made a conclusion: "According to the results, apart from his strong fighting instinct and reflex nerves, he is indeed not much different from the A Submerged Awakener now." the difference."

Lin Shitong, who was standing nearby, smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Thank you."

She knew that the high instructor was comforting her, but she had failed in her duty. If she had been more patient and stayed for a few days, she might have been able to discover the difference between Yan Muyun and ordinary A-latent gene warriors.

But no matter what, she did feel better now.

Gao Cheng looked at the figure standing in the training room through the glass and asked, "How are you doing? Do you need a rest?"

"Let's rest for a while. I'll drink some water." Yan Muyun wiped the sweat from his head. After lying in bed for three months, it was indeed a bit difficult to do such intense exercise the next day after waking up.

But in addition to this reason, the worrying physical condition caused by his out-of-control abilities is also one of the main reasons.

"He really needs to rest for a while." Lin Shitong, who had been monitoring various data on his body, nodded slightly.

Five minutes later, Yan Muyun, who had hurriedly drank some water, stood back up.

Behind the bulletproof glass, Gao Cheng's rough and deep voice came: "Can you turn on the golden eyes?"

"I'll try." Yan Muyun nodded.

After learning that he had golden eyes, he recollected several battles he had experienced, and indeed discovered that sometimes his physical abilities would suddenly surge at a certain point and enter a completely different state.

Through analysis, he summarized the two elements that enabled him to activate the Golden Eyes.

Emotional + rapid heartbeat.

However, this was all passive stimulation in the unconscious state. After knowing for sure that he had golden eyes, Yan Muyun had vaguely mastered the switch after a night of exploration and experimentation.

Just like turning on the gene lock, he also preset a trigger action for his golden pupils.

I also made a sun mudra on my left hand.

The next moment, Yan Muyun opened his eyes and stared at the people behind the bulletproof glass with burning eyes.

Um? Why are they all expressionless?

"No change." Gao Cheng's calm voice came.

Yan Muyun blushed, closed his eyes again, and at the same time made the sun mudra with both hands again.

He began to think about the Shengyao Order, this insane organization that was on the front line against humanity and used inexplicable reasons to create disasters that endanger the entire Menxia City.

Well, blood pressure went up.

The next moment, Yan Muyun opened his eyes again, his pupils as bright as gold.