2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"What is this, a dating app?" Yan Muyun frowned slightly.

He wanted to ask out loud, but when he heard the clinking of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, he decided not to disturb the other party with such a trivial matter.

Yan Muyun thought for a while and decided that this should be some kind of software developed by the state. Otherwise, how could he know the name of the power he just registered.

After all, apart from the ability registration, only Yan Long knows these four words [Silver Guard].

"Hey, it's a bit weird. How did they know that I was using this phone...Does this phone also have any biometric information entry function?" Yan Muyun grinned, suddenly feeling the effects of high-tech life. It's not just convenience.

"You all know the name of my ability, how could you not know my real name. In other words, the username column is used to enter a nickname."

Yan Muyun opened the virtual keyboard of his mobile phone and filled in the word "shepherd" in the blank space of the user name.

A system prompt box with a blue background and gold edges popped up on the mobile phone interface:

Shepherd logged in successfully.

The background of the webpage is pure black, with no images or patterns. There are only two lists arranged horizontally at the top, namely the world list and the battle list.

Yan Muyun clicked to enter the realm list on the left. The newly appeared page showed twenty IDs, and the three words "Shepherd" were in the middle, followed by the name of the ability [Silver Guard], and A string of numbers, 977863.

He looked at the ID above him. It was a string of Russian letters. The name of the ability was translated into Chinese [Steel Arm], and the last number was 977862.

Ranking? Ability ranking?

Yan Muyun noticed at this time that there was a small red question mark in the upper right corner of the page.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to touch it.

The system prompt box with a blue background and gold edge popped up again, showing:

The World Ranking has collected and sorted a total of 401,234,983 people with super powers around the world.

At this moment, Yan Muyun realized two things.

The first thing is that this so-called "Jieke" software should not be officially developed, but some kind of larger and more mysterious organization.

Because the information on awakened people included in this ranking is not only from China, but from all over the world.

The second thing was that he remembered something Yan Long once mentioned accidentally:

"Since the inexplicable plague 30 years ago, nearly more than 10% of human beings in the world have acquired various superpowers."

There are 400 million superpowers, 10%, which means that there are only about 4 billion total people left in the world.

Before he fell into coma, there were still 7.5 billion people in the world. With the development of society and the progress of science and technology, why has the total human population dropped by nearly half?

There is also the so-called "god" Yantaki mentioned before. What role did he, she, or...him play in these years?

Rather, is there really a God in the world?

As a staunch materialist fighter, I still have reservations about this point.

...

Before Yan Muyun could think too much, a male electronic synthesized voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Swarm delivery, convenient and efficient. The goods have been delivered, please accept them."

"Get the takeout!" Yan Long shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh, okay." Yan Muyun subconsciously stood up and opened the door. However, when he opened the door, there was no one outside.

"Swarm delivery is convenient and efficient. The goods have been delivered, please accept them." The electronic prompt sounded again.

Yan Taki seemed to realize something. He wore a gray apron and came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife. He pointed at the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the living room: "It's not at the door, it's at the window."

Yan Muyun turned around and saw a small drone hovering steadily in mid-air outside the floor-to-ceiling window, with a blue plastic box hanging below.

"Yun, open the window." Yan Long said calmly.

The floor-to-ceiling windows slid open to both sides, revealing a gap about half a meter wide. The drone flew in and placed the blue plastic box on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

After completing the task, this nimble little guy didn't pause for a moment, turned around and flew out along the original path, and finally disappeared into the dusk city scenery.

Yan Muyun watched all this with interest. Every detail in life in this era amazed him.

"Please bring that box in, thank you." Yan Long raised his chin towards the coffee table.

Yan Muyun lifted the box and asked, "It's a bit dangerous to open the floor-to-ceiling windows directly. What if someone's child accidentally falls in?"

"If there are biological activities within three meters of the floor-to-ceiling window, the intelligent central control system will not open the window." Yan Long turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Intelligent central control system? Is that the electronic sound just now?" Yan Muyun stood at the door and first looked around the kitchen layout.

Except for some unfamiliar machines placed in some corners, the overall situation is not much different from before.

"Don't you think that voice is a bit familiar?" Yan Long put down the kitchen knife and pointed to the chopping board on the table: "Just put it here."

Yan Muyun put the blue plastic box over, tilted his head slightly and looked at the other person: "What you said seems true. It feels like I have heard it somewhere."

Yantaki opened the box, took out the well-packaged chicken and pork, and said calmly: "That's your voice."

Yan Muyun was tinkering with the refrigerator next to him curiously, but his movements suddenly froze when he heard this.

"The name of our smart central control system is 'Yun', which means Yunduo's cloud." Yan Long looked at him quietly, his tone a little low:

"My dad set this up specially, and my grandparents like it very much."

Yan Muyun half-turned around, took a deep breath, and then spit it out very forcefully.

When he turned around, his eye circles were a little red, but his expression didn't change.

Yan Taki didn't look at him anymore, but silently tore open the package, put the meat inside into the sink and washed it.

"Do you know Jie Ke?" Yan Muyun suddenly asked.

The twist is a bit abrupt.

"Jie Ke?" Yan Long turned to look at him, his eyebrows furrowed tightly: "How do you know about Jie Ke?"

"Turn off the water first, don't waste it."

Yan Taki turned off the faucet and wiped his hands casually on his apron: "What's going on?"

"That's what happened as soon as I turned on the phone." Yan Muyun handed over the phone.

Yan Long browsed the page and murmured to himself: "How could it be so fast? Generally speaking, ordinary people will not receive notifications from the world guest until about two to three days after they awaken their powers."

"I have been awakened for thirty years." Yan Muyun raised a hand and reminded.

Yan Long: "..."