2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Yan Muyun had also read about the setting and concept of "gene lock" in the novels he had read before.

[By facing life danger and fear of death, people with strong obsessions can stimulate human potential, restore human fighting instincts and the ability to perceive danger. 】

[After being turned on, the power of over-squeezing the body will exceed the limit of physical endurance, and the person who turns it on will fall into extreme pain and genetic collapse. Most people who unlock the first level of gene lock will die because they cannot bear the side effects. 】

However, the above settings cannot be said to be somewhat related to what Wei Jun just said, at least they are irrelevant.

In today's real world, gene locks are not an explosion of human potential when faced with a life-and-death crisis, thereby becoming a short-lived super soldier. On the contrary, it is a way for the genetic warriors to limit their own power and return to the category of ordinary people.

Wei Jun walked up and down in front of Yan Muyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with his hands behind his back, murmuring: "In the final analysis, the turning on and off of the genetic lock is more like a self-hypnosis process. You need to be somewhere in your body." Imagine a lock, and keep reminding yourself that when the lock is closed, you are just an ordinary person. And when the lock is opened, you will regain your original power..."

Yan Muyun opened his eyes and bared his teeth: "Why does it feel so unreliable?"

Wei Jun straightened his chest, and his strong chest muscles bulged far away: "For ordinary people, these concepts are just figments of imagination, and of course unreliable. But the body of the genetic warrior has been truly strengthened and transformed by pharmaceuticals, and it can The means to limit one's own power lies somewhere in our bodies, but you haven't found it yet."

"Okay, okay, okay." Yan Muyun closed his eyes again.

Wei Jun cleared his throat and continued: "After imagining the gene lock, we can then design a specific 'switching action' for ourselves. Through practice, repeatedly hinting to ourselves, and repeatedly trying to 'switch' the gene lock, in In my mind, I constantly strengthen the relationship between this action and the concept of 'restraint and liberation of power'."

"Of course, when you become more and more proficient in turning the gene lock on and off, you will naturally no longer need this auxiliary method to strengthen the suggestion. For example, I can now freely switch the gene lock on and off."

"Remember, this 'switch action' must not be designed to be too complicated or too simple. Otherwise, if you fail to turn on the gene lock at the critical moment, or if you accidentally turn on the gene lock in daily life, it will cause many consequences. Big trouble."

At this point, Wei Jun paused for a moment, seeming to recall something, and a smile appeared on his angular face:

"I still remember that when I first became a genetic warrior, the 'switch action' I set for myself was to tap my forehead twice with my fingers. At that time, I thought this action was very handsome, and then a senior suddenly attacked me one day and pressed me down. The wall told me that I must unlock the gene lock within three seconds, otherwise I would be shot dead."

"Then I was 'collapsed' naturally." Wei Jun laughed heartily, as if he was talking about someone else's embarrassing things in the past.

But after laughing, he quickly became serious again and continued: "So, for low-level genetic warriors, their movements should not be too fancy or eye-catching, and at the same time they should be able to handle any emergencies. Features that can be turned on and off immediately.”

Yan Muyun, who was sitting upright on the sofa, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, flexed his ring finger, pressed his thumb on it, and at the same time brought his index finger, middle finger, and little finger together to make a strange handprint.

Wei Jun's eyes lit up: "Huh? This action is good, the amplitude is small, the difficulty is low, the opening speed is fast, and you won't touch it accidentally."

"This is the Taoist sun mudra." Yan Muyun's face was solemn and solemn. He only needed to wear a Taoist robe to claim that he had just come down from Wudang Mountain.

"Oh, do you still know something about Taoism?" Wei Jun asked with great interest.

In today's era, young people who have a certain understanding of traditional culture are already very rare.

"A little bit involved." Yan Muyun nodded reservedly.

"Tell me?"

"The core idea of ​​Taoism is to govern by doing nothing."

"What do you understand?"

"Do nothing, just show it off."

"Fart." Wei Jun laughed angrily: "Governing by inaction does not mean doing nothing, but not intervening too much. 'Inaction' does not mean doing nothing, but not acting rashly. Because it does not violate objective laws and follow objective laws And wei, so do anything, that is, you can do anything, as long as you follow the Tao and follow the objective laws."

Yan Muyun was shocked. It wasn't that he didn't know this, he was just joking. However, what he didn't expect was that Captain Wei actually had some understanding of Taoist thought.

"That's wrong." He suddenly frowned: "Aren't we talking about gene locks? Why did we suddenly start talking about Taoism?"

...

Lin Shitong packed her luggage and dragged the box to the office on the first floor of the Special Branch Bureau. She was going to fly back to Chenjing City today.

As one of the best-paid professors at Chenjing College, Professor Lin's professionalism is also among the best.

During her visit to Menxia City, she did not wander around and regarded it as a vacation. Instead, after completing Yan Muyun's body modification every day, he had to go back to his room to write the latest research report, prepare lessons, and give remote online classes to students thousands of miles away.

And this was what Yan Muyun felt most guilty about. Although Professor Lin was so busy with work, he still took the time to come over and pave the way for her, and he let her down in the end.

"Goodbye, Professor Lin, I will always remember your help to me these days." Yan Muyun bowed deeply to her, his tone extremely sincere.

Lin Shitong smiled: "You will go to Chenjing College in the future, and we will meet again soon."

"Yeah." Yan Muyun nodded vigorously: "I will definitely take your class and get high marks."

"Just don't fail the class." Professor Lin gave him a meaningful look.

"Then let me take you to the airport." Luo Binghan, who was wearing a loose floral shirt next to him, stood up with a very respectful attitude. He didn't look like a street kid when Yan Muyun saw him for the first time.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Lin Shitong smiled and nodded.

"No, let me go." A clear female voice came from the door of the office. Li Qingke had already changed into casual clothes and put on light makeup on her face, making her look more beautiful and charming than usual:

"After I took Professor Lin to the airport, I happened to go on a date when I came back."

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy office suddenly became quiet.

Yan Muyun, who was showing the "Sun Mudprint" to the Han twins, stopped midway through the seal. The two spectators in front of him also turned to look at the door with their eyes widened.

Yan Taki, who was reading past case reports, raised his head, glanced around with his black eyes, and then lowered his head again.

The potato chips in Zhong Xiaoxiao's hand had already been brought to her mouth, but when her hand shook accidentally, the potato chips fell on her breasts, which were big enough to be placed on her desk.

In the end, Luo Binghan reacted quickly, grinning with a bright smile: "Of course, I'll bother you, Sister Li."

"Then let's go, Professor Lin." Li Qingke seemed not to notice the strange looks on everyone's faces, tilted his head slightly and said to Lin Shitong.

Everyone walked all the way to the parking lot and watched the rose-red floating car slowly take off and drive into the distance.

"Goodbye, come to Menxia City often in the future!" Wei Jun waved and shouted goodbye.

When he put down his arm, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. When he turned around, he saw that the team members around him were staring at him.

"What are you doing?" Wei Jun was a little confused.

"Captain Wei..." Luo Binghan walked up to him, patted his shoulder hard, then rubbed his hands and grinned, "Li Qingke is going on a date with someone else."

Wei Jun sniffed: "Isn't this good? This girl finally found someone she likes."

Everyone around rolled their eyes.

Li Qingke had already found someone he liked, and now he was probably extremely disappointed with him, so he chose to give up.