2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Congratulations, you are now an official A-level E-level genetic warrior."

Yan Muyun leaned against the wall and pursed his lips, grinning reluctantly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Don't belittle yourself." Professor Lin put away the tablet, walked to his side, and said softly: "A-submersible genetic warriors can be said to be one in a million, not to mention you have also obtained three specializations, which have exceeded Nearly two-thirds of the other A latent gene warriors were killed."

Yan Muyun sighed: "If this is the final result I achieve after months of training, then I will indeed be very happy."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood them.

The official professor of Chenkyo University personally flew over and spent a week transforming his body, but in the end he was only A-level.

Even though Professor Lin might have expected this result and would not blame him in his heart, Yan Muyun definitely felt very guilty. He would feel that he had failed the other party's efforts and dedication, as well as the expectations of Dean Li, the Menxia City Special Affairs Bureau, and those who gathered resources for him behind the scenes.

Lin Shitong stretched out her hand and put it on the shoulder of the young man in front of her, and said softly: "Don't feel guilty, this is unfair to you. This matter is essentially a gambling game, and everyone is betting 100% on you without permission. The success rate is 11.79, but I didn’t ask for your opinion at all. Now that I have lost the bet, why should I let you bear the guilt and self-blame?”

"Although you are betting on me... but no matter what the outcome is, I will be the ultimate beneficiary." Yan Muyun lightly knocked the wall twice with the back of his head.

Professor Lin pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Believe me, everyone expected this result from the beginning and was prepared to bear the loss. After all, this bet revealed from the beginning that the chance of winning was very small. And we just threw our chips in with the intention of losing everything."

"Everything is lost..." Yan Muyun held his forehead.

Lin Shitong realized her gaffe and explained with a bit of laughter: "I didn't mean that. What I wanted to say was that we gambled with the attitude of losing everything. But judging from the current results, you still let us It paid off.”

"Did you get your principal back?" Yan Muyun raised his head.

"Well, if you can study hard when you enter Chenjing College in the future, and serve the motherland well in the future, then the result of this gamble will be regarded as a big profit for us." It should be said that Lin Shitong is worthy of being a professor, but his words are unknowingly It sounded like a teacher.

Yan Muyun clasped his hands together: "From now on, my life will belong to the country."

Lin Shitong patted him on the shoulder with a smile in her eyes: "Okay, stop talking so much and go find Wei Jun first. He still has something to teach you."

"Okay." Yan Muyun nodded and walked towards the fitness area with a heavy step, where a figure like an iron tower was waiting for him.

After he left, the faint smile on Professor Lin's face disappeared and he sighed softly.

As far as the resources currently invested in this young man are concerned, as long as he does not become an S latent gene warrior, then people like himself will suffer a loss, and the loss will be huge, and there is no way to get back the money.

But as I said before, even though the probability of failure is as high as nearly 90%, these people selectively cover their vision.

Self-righteousness put the chips on this young man, self-righteousness invested too much hope in him.

In the end, who can be blamed for this result?

...

Yan Muyun walked to Wei Jun and suddenly felt something strange. Has his height become a little taller?

It seemed that I only reached the opponent's shoulders before, but now I feel that I am almost reaching the neck.

However, before he could think about it, Wei Jun, who was as strong as a bull, put his hand on his shoulder and laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad, three kinds of specialized A latent gene warriors."

"Don't comfort me, I'm fine." Yan Muyun was a bit dumbfounded.

Wei Jun's eyes widened: "I am a diver, so I am not qualified to comfort you. I am truly envious."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Yan Muyun nodded a few times in an extremely perfunctory manner.

"Okay, cheer up!" Wei Jun's big palm-like hand patted his back hard twice, and said in a high voice: "Now, I'm going to teach you the most important and powerful skill as a genetic warrior! "

"Do you think genetic warriors have skills?" Yan Muyun was shocked.

"Of course." Wei Jun nodded with satisfaction when he saw his reaction, then raised a finger: "That is, turning on and off the gene lock."

Yan Muyun: "?"

"You may not feel very special right now. That's because your sensitivity has been specialized and you can control every part of your body with extreme precision."

Wei Jun explained patiently: "If they are ordinary E-class genetic warriors, they will need a short 'adaptation period' due to the greatly improved physical fitness after they have just been injected with the medicine."

Yan Muyun nodded, indicating that he understood this concept.

There were many scenes like this in previous animations and film and television dramas. In the early stage, the protagonist who gained great power always caused trouble because of excessive exertion, such as accidentally crushing pots and pans, running too far and hitting a big hole in the wall. Something like that.

"However, for higher-level genetic warriors, even after the adaptation period, too strong physical fitness can easily cause trouble in normal times." Wei Jun said:

"When we first met, I kicked the molten demon from one end of the street to the other. Imagine if I used this force to tap you on the shoulder when you came back from a mission. ..."

Yan Muyun shuddered, and then he realized that the strong man standing next to him, who usually liked "hugging, hugging, patting and beating", was actually a humanoid weapon that could kill someone if he was not careful.

Thinking of this, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Captain Wei, for not killing me in the past."

Wei Jun shook his head dumbfounded, and then continued to explain: "The importance of gene locks has two aspects. The first point is that it does not affect your daily life, and the second point is related to how you can break through in the future."

"Does it mean breaking through to D level, C level?"

"Yes." Wei Jun rolled up his sleeves and bent his thick arms, and his rock-like muscles suddenly bulged: "Now my peak strength is around three tons, so what use does this gym have for me? Woolen cloth?"

Yan Muyun looked around at the equipment, then looked at the opponent's big arms, and shook his head: "It's useless."

Considering the opponent's terrifying strength, I'm afraid he would have to lift a car with one hand and do bench presses to barely stimulate his muscle groups.

"This is the function of the gene lock." Wei Jun put down his sleeves and said with a serious expression: "The genetic medicine not only gives us powerful power, but also increases the upper limit of our body's functions as 'ordinary people'."

"If we want to break through to a higher level, we, as 'ordinary people', need to challenge and break through our own limits again and again. So, how can we be sure that we have broken through?"

"That is, when you don't take the initiative to open the gene lock, during the training process, it opens with a 'bang', which proves that you have broken through to the next level. Because the old gene lock can no longer restrain you. , then you need to replace it with a new one that is larger and stronger."

"That." Yan Muyun hesitated, raised his hand and asked, "When the gene lock is opened, is there really a 'bang' sound?"

"Wouldn't it be more vivid to put it this way?" Wei Jun scratched his head and chuckled.

Yan Muyun: "..."