2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun took a few steps forward, and finally saw the true appearance of the dean of Chenjing Academy, the legendary person with the most telepathic power in the world, for the first time in reality.

The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies and was wearing a loose cotton-white old-fashioned Tang suit. Although there is no hair on the top of his head, his white beard is neatly groomed, and paired with his slender and old face, it gives people a somewhat fairy-like air.

"You're here." The old man smiled slightly.

Yan Muyun's heart moved slightly, and his tone suddenly became a little deeper: "I'm here."

"Maybe you shouldn't come."

"But I'm already here."

"What are you doing here?"

"Please point me to a clear path."

Yan Muyun's brewing emotions were choked and he coughed violently several times. I had long heard that the dean had a loose personality and an easy-going temper, but I didn't expect him to be so unruly.

When he was in the fifth or sixth grade of primary school, he came into contact with martial arts novels. His family bought an e-book, and Jin Yong Gu Long almost read it in one sitting. But now that I think about it, this happened 40 years ago.

"I think time has changed for me. I want to become stronger and take the initiative to become stronger, rather than being pushed by a series of events to grow. I want to hunt down king-level alien species and gather all their abilities..."

It can be seen that Wu Bai's incident had a great impact on him and directly changed some of his perceptions.

Yan Muyun took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "I have thought about it. I want to become strong, so strong that... I have the ability to eliminate all those who may threaten me and those around me."

"It turns out that my thinking about this completely different world was a bit simple. I always thought I was prepared, but in the end I was basically pushed away."

Watching Zhuge Xiangming introduce the college's original plan in a slow and unhurried manner, Yan Muyun suddenly felt as if he had jumped into the pit on his own initiative.

Yan Muyun was a little panicked for a moment. Was it because of him that the plan made by Qingqing College for their entire class was postponed?

"In the first twenty years of my life, I was actually an ordinary college student. I never had a fight since I was a child. The most outrageous thing I did was yell at my parents... [Silver Guard] To me, it is like a priceless gold mountain falling into the hands of a lonely tramp. This tramp seems to be lucky, but in fact he is unlucky."

Yan Muyun nodded and continued: "When I first woke up, I was actually a little confused about my life plan. At that time, I thought about having super powers, being cool and handsome, even if I couldn't join the law enforcement department. To eliminate violence and maintain world peace, we must also become a vigilante walking in the darkness like Batman. Later, I heard about Chenjing Academy, and thought that it would be interesting to go to an academy where all superpowers are like those in X-Men. , maybe I can fly around the world in a super fighter plane to fight against villains, so I signed up online without even thinking about it..."

"Even the ability to obtain the 'Scarlet Queen' not long ago was driven by a series of events, and I did all this involuntarily."

But at the same time, he was also a little bit dumbfounded. Although it felt a little strange to be said to be from the same era by an old man in his sixties or seventies, he had to admit that there was nothing wrong with this.

"The appearance of [Blood Frontier] was also an accident. I learned that my brother's life was in danger, so I went to protect him, but I almost lost my life. By some strange combination of circumstances, I discovered the second form of my superpower."

When he raised his head again, Zhuge Xiangming had a serious face and gentle eyes. He looks no different from the image of a wise old man in movies and TV shows who guides the protagonist's life path, as if the words that choked someone just now were not his at all.

"I'm very happy that your idea has changed like this, because it saves us a lot of time." Zhuge Xiangming said, suddenly stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and an illegal document suddenly appeared on the extremely pristine desk in front of him. A virtual screen with a harmonious feel.

Yan Muyun hasn't said so many words in one breath for a long time. Maybe it's because Dean Zhuge's kind face makes people feel close to him, or maybe it's because the pressure of these days has been held in for too long and needs to be released. In short, his eyes are talking as he talks Brighter and brighter:

"Because the Shengyao Cult has caused so many chaos around the world, countries are now dealing with alien species several times more vigorously than before. In one to two months after the peak period of turmoil, those with the ability The country has basically swept through the territory of the country, and it is really difficult to find a king-level alien species now. So our original plan was to go to the sea to find you a king-level 'Abyssal Dragon'... ....”

"[Xenomorph] is an ability I discovered after I lost consciousness and ran away, my body automatically dominated the Molten Demon Leader, and then I discovered it..."

Yan Muyun started to raise his fingers: "First of all, I got the golden eyes just because of luck. I didn't even exercise seriously for a few days, and Director Zhou invited Professor Lin to help me directly transform my body. I did All you have to do is lie down on the spot and inject a single injection of genetic medicine and that’s it.”

Yan Muyun also smiled knowingly at this, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

"Sit." Zhuge Xiangming moved his fingers slightly, and a wooden stool slowly floated over and landed smoothly behind him.

A bright golden light surged in Yan Muyun's eyes: "I want that bishop to see when the time comes, whether I will lead the Shengyao Religion to destroy mankind...or will I destroy the Shengyao Religion? Lose."

"Have you made your decision?" Zhuge Xiangming asked in a gentle tone, as if he knew what he was thinking.

Bang bang bang, Zhuge Xiangming actually clapped his hands, as if cheering for his oath-like monologue.

Zhuge Xiangming explained: "According to the original plan, you would conduct class combat drills immediately after waking up, and then carry out special training for six months. However, the length of your coma was beyond everyone's expectations, and you also suffered from drowsiness and drowsiness after you woke up. Gluttony, difficulty concentrating and other sequelae... So we postponed the actual combat drill to a month later, hoping to wait for you to fully recover first."

Seemingly sensing what the other party was thinking, the old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "We were originally a little worried that you would be resistant to these plans, because it was like forcing you to become stronger step by step. It's the same as taking on some responsibilities that have nothing to do with you. But now that you have figured it out yourself, it really makes us happy."

As soon as Yan Muyun sat down with some restraint, a tea cup appeared on the table in front of him. The bone china teapot floats in mid-air, tilted slightly, and emerald green tea is poured from the spout. The fragrance slowly spreads along with the dense white mist.

Zhuge Xiangming smiled, and the wrinkles on his old face relaxed: "Young people today don't know these things for a long time. It's true that only people of the same era can have this inexplicable tacit understanding."

Zhuge Xiangming didn't seem to notice his expression, and continued in a calm voice: "According to the original plan, within one month after the six-month special training period ends, we will find the first king-level mutant for you, so that you can You devoured its ability. As a result, the plan failed to keep up with the changes, and I didn’t expect that you completed the target ahead of schedule.”

Yan Muyun looked at it intently, but there was a timetable on it.

"It's great that a man in his 50s can still be so passionate." The old man said suddenly.

"It's a crime to have a jade." Zhuge Xiangming made a timely comment.

"Haha." Yan Muyun didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh twice.

Yan Muyun scratched his head in embarrassment. He had been thinking about these things recently, and he accidentally got too involved in what he said.

Yan Muyun felt helpless and thought for a moment before continuing: "I am different from other students. They may have the option of quitting, but I don't. I have been exposed to the sight of the Shengyao Order, no matter where I hide , may bring misfortune to the people around me... In fact, from the moment the catastrophe in Menxia City began, there was only one path left in my life, and that was to confront it all head-on."