Chapter 344: A man in a boat and a coir raincoat fishing alone in the cold snow
Noon on May 27th.
The sky seemed to have been carefully washed, showing a clear blue without any clouds. The bright sunshine shone unreservedly on every corner of New York City.
This light seems to be nature's most generous gift. It penetrates the gaps between the leaves and casts variegated light and shadow on the busy streets, covering the city with a golden veil.
Jason Holden, the creative director of DC Comics, just walked out of an inconspicuous building. His steps were a little heavy, but there was a hint of relief and relaxation in his eyes.
This building is an office of the National Security Agency, and over the past month or so, Jason has spent countless sleepless nights here.
Now that I think about it, my legs are still a little weak.
The person in the building behind him completely ignored his so-called superior status and used a series of methods without any scruples.
Fortunately, he is not a tough guy, and he doesn’t know any messy things.
So I haven’t experienced much punishment.
He cooperated obediently, but basically his biggest problem for more than a month was depression.
But fortunately it is finally out now.
Reaching out and feeling the wind flowing on his fingertips, Jason finally smiled.
Jason, who subconsciously glanced back at the building, almost fell to the ground with his legs weak.
He looked back with difficulty.
Standing on the sidewalk, looking at the bustling crowd, I felt a long-lost sense of freedom in my heart.
This is really different from the days inside.
The breath of freedom is so sweet.
He still remembered that night clearly.
It was late at night on April 16th.
When a submarine near the Philippines was directly sunk by Chen Yun's laser, Jason, who knew nothing about it and had nothing to do with it, had just fallen asleep.
Just as he was immersed in a sweet dream, a sharp pain woke him up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw several people in front of me.
The burning feeling on his face told him that he had been slapped several times.
Before he could react, these men in uniforms had forcibly lifted him up and quickly took him away from the house.
At that time, his heart was full of doubts and fears, and he had no idea why he was taken away.
He only knew that he could not resist.
Because these guys are equipped with a complete set of professional special equipment, they look like the kind of guys who will be killed directly if they dare to resist.
And even if they don’t use weapons.
The power of these sturdy men is definitely not comparable to that of a comics practitioner like him who sits in an office for a long time.
Then after running all the way.
He was taken to the building behind him.
There are official agency logos everywhere here, and Jason knows that he has been caught by the top intelligence agency of the Lighthouse Country.
But he is just a bad cartoonist.
Although I have a little money, I have never taken drugs, let alone other bad things.
He didn't know what was going on.
How could I be captured by such an organization?
Faced with this situation, Jason could only choose to cooperate honestly.
In the following time, Jason went through a series of investigations and inquiries.
Although he is not treated like a prisoner.
But I definitely won’t get any good looks.
And the problems he faced also made him confused.
During the period, he also met several familiar faces - colleagues from DC Comics, including company executives, film directors and editors.
At first, this made Jason think that all this was an investigation caused by the company being involved in some inappropriate behavior, and that he had accidentally been implicated.
However, as time goes by.
He gradually discovered that things were not simple.
The questions raised by the investigators allowed Jason to discover certain patterns.
But it also confused him. They seemed to have a strong interest in the settings behind the superhero stories created by DC.
Just ask for your name, job title, and specific work details at DC Comics.
Why do we ask how superheroes’ abilities are set? Why ask if there is scientific basis or theoretical support? Why ask if there is some kind of metaphor or symbolic meaning in the work? Why do we need to ask how to define justice and evil in the work and whether there are specific boundaries?
The entire process did not ask whether any sensitive topics had been discussed within DC Comics, nor did he ask if he knew any information about illegal activities involving DC Comics or other related entities...
These questions got Jason started Realize.
Something is going wrong.
The highest intelligence agency at the national level suddenly caught them just to talk about comic book settings.
Is this possible?
Although Jason didn't know that it was because Chen Yun sank the submarine with laser eyes in the sea, which implicated him and the entire DC Comics Company.
I don’t even know that the reason why they were arrested for interrogation was entirely because the Minister of Intelligence of the Lighthouse Country felt that Chen Yun’s style of painting was too similar to the super human from DC comics, so he would rather kill the wrong person and arrest them for interrogation. There is a relationship.
But he still found something was wrong.
As a comic practitioner with full imagination, he had some bold conjectures.
But out of caution, he did not tell anyone his conjecture, and even said that he did not dare to think too deeply about it.
In this way, the days passed day by day.
Until the past few days, routine questioning of them by intelligence agencies has basically stopped.
Even this morning.
After they were called to sign a strict confidentiality agreement, Jason and other colleagues were released.
No explanation.
All of them were released one by one.
Jason looked at the people walking around him, still feeling a little like he was in a dream.
I was locked in for no apparent reason and then let out suddenly.
So...
What is going on these days?
Jason looked at the dazzling tomorrow in the sky and thought for a moment.
He was vaguely aware that some unknown changes seemed to be taking place in the world.
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When people in the world were influenced by him for various reasons At the same time, Chen Yun is ready to welcome the fourteenth evolution.
Compared to those who were affected by some of his actions in the Philippines, he is more concerned about the evolution he is about to undergo today.
Today is May 27th.
It’s also Monday.
As soon as twelve o'clock in the morning tonight, it will be the familiar time of sleeping and evolving again.
Such a thing is naturally a top priority for Chen Yun.
Even though he has experienced it many times, he is still looking forward to it.
After all, there will be surprises every time you evolve.
It not only includes all-round growth of various abilities.
There will also be new abilities that will appear with his choices, which is also worth looking forward to.
On February 27, 2024, Chen Yun ushered in his first sleep evolution.
Since then.
Chen Yun no longer felt sleepy. He would only fall asleep when he evolved once every seven days, and he was full of energy the rest of the time.
This made his life seem to be stretched out. During this period, Chen Yun had slept intermittently thirteen times.
He slept at home, in the forest, at the beach, deep under the sea, in caves deep in the Qinling Mountains, in the surging Yellow River I slept on the edge...
Every time is different.
Every time has a special feeling.
Sometimes.
He opened his eyes and saw the beautiful underwater world.
Sometimes.
He fell asleep in a cozy cave with a bonfire, accompanied by the big cat and the silly dog Platinum.
There are still times.
With his eyes open and closed, he could feel the roar and splashing of the Yellow River at close range.
And for this upcoming fourteenth time.
Chen Yun also prepared some sense of ceremony.
Every time he falls asleep, Chen Yun will basically choose a place worth remembering.
This time is no exception.
After careful selection, he came to a fairly small ice lake.
The glacier lake is located in a remote mountain, surrounded by majestic peaks. The tops of the peaks are covered with snow all year round, which complements the ice on the lake, forming a magnificent picture.
When night falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and the Milky Way stretches across the sky, like a shining silver ribbon, embellishing this quiet world like a fairyland.
The surface of the glacial lake is covered with a thick layer of ice crystals. They shine with a blue light under the moonlight, like countless gems inlaid on the ice.
Under the ice surface, the lake water is still, and occasionally you can hear the subtle sound of ice cracking. This is the natural reaction of the ice layer to temperature changes. These sounds are particularly clear in the silent night, giving people a mysterious and peaceful feeling.
After arriving here,
Chen Yun's eyes immediately lit up.
He used his spiritual stance to cut down several trees on the distant mountains, and made a small boat and a fishing rod at an extremely fast speed.
Using a spiritual stance, he picked many plants and other materials around him and made a coir raincoat, a fishhook, a fishing line, and a bamboo cage.
Finally, another punch punched a big hole in the ice.
Finish this.
With his superhuman body, Chen Yun could easily drive a small boat and fish on this boundless ice lake.
Without worrying about any cold problems.
It is ten o'clock in the evening.
Chen Yunzheng was wearing a raincoat and driving a small wooden boat on the ice lake.
Chen Yun was sitting on the bow of a small wooden boat, fishing with a randomly cut wooden stick as a fishing rod.
Every time he cast the rod, he seemed calm and leisurely. The fishing line drew a graceful arc in the air and made almost no sound when it fell into the water.
He is like an ancient hermit, his coir raincoat swaying gently in the wind, his face under the bamboo hat looming.
There is not much snow around.
But it still looks fluttery.
Chen Yun, who did not block the snowflakes with his spiritual stance, left many white marks on his body.
Snowflakes slowly fall down from the gaps made of natural fibers on the coir raincoat and accumulate layer by layer.
Snowflakes fall lightly on the surface of the coir raincoat, first staying between the rough fibers, and then slowly melting into tiny water droplets, sliding down along the texture of the coir raincoat.
However, more snowflakes followed.
They formed small white spots on the raincoat, eventually gathering into a thin blanket of snow.
These snowflakes don’t seem to be in a hurry to leave. They leave delicate marks on the coir raincoat, like patterns carefully drawn by nature.
Under the dim moonlight, these snow marks reflect a soft luster, giving people a special feeling of tranquility and mystery.
Whenever a gust of wind blows, the snow on the raincoat will tremble slightly, and some will slip from the edge and disappear on the cold lake.
Chen Yun didn't mind the existence of these snowflakes, but felt that they added a bit of poetry.
now.
It has quite a bit of the artistic conception of "lonely boat and coir raincoat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river".
He sat quietly, letting these white elves leave their footprints on his body.
As time went by, more and more snow accumulated on the raincoat, but it did not wet his clothes.
The spiritual position did not interfere with the snowflake's fall, but it protected him from the attack in real time. Even if he is not afraid of the cold, he will consider preventing his clothes from getting wet.
On this silent ice lake, Chen Yun seemed to be the only one in the world. The traces of snow on the coir raincoat recorded the tranquility and beauty of this moment.
It seems that time slows down here, and people can't help but immerse themselves in this rare tranquility.
The surface of the ice lake glows with a faint silver light.
The surroundings were silent, with only the occasional sound of ice cubes colliding breaking the tranquility.
In order to prevent the lake from freezing, Chen Yun used his spiritual stance to disturb the surrounding water from time to time.
The surrounding scenery is like an ink painting. The mountains in the distance look hazy and mysterious in the dusk. Occasionally, a few night birds fly over the water, causing ripples in circles.
From the moment I first obtained this ability.
Chen Yun had imagined some of his future actions, and the behavior of fishing alone in the cold river snow was also within the plan.
No man can refuse to be a participant in such a scene.
After all, that feeling of ecstasy and extreme loneliness.
Fascinating.
Now that we have the ability and opportunity.
Of course it is necessary to reproduce it.
Think so.
Chen Yun smiled and lifted the pole.
Pick off the grass carp caught without cheating ability and throw it into the bamboo cage soaked in the water next to the canoe.
There was a cool breath in the air, but this did not affect Chen Yun's mood.
He enjoyed the tranquility of this moment, as if the whole world was making way for his evolution.
As time passes by, the clock of midnight seems to be approaching quietly.
Chen Yun waited quietly.
Waiting for that moment to come.
That moment will be the moment when he transforms again.
Reminded by his accurate biological clock and super intuition, Chen Yun put down his fishing rod at eleven fifty-eight.
I just sat cross-legged on the canoe and closed my eyes.
From the outside world.
Chen Yun stopped all movements.
If others saw this scene, they would probably think that Chen Yun had frozen to death in the middle of the lake.
In fact.
At this moment, Chen Yun once again came to the pure cyan dream that would come every time he fell asleep and evolved.
This time.
As soon as he entered the pure cyan dream, Chen Yun faintly realized that something was wrong.
There are some fragmented messages from the pure cyan dream world.
is trying to flood his mind.
(End of this chapter)