Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 738 - 473 Digging into History_2

But the tomb was desecrated, the remains scattered everywhere, and once discovered, those driven by profit would sell Serpan’s bones all over the world, or someone might already be acting in places unknown to him.

That was blasphemy!

Serpan should belong to this rainforest!

Let the United Preservation Bureau take over and let the desecrators who are blinded by greed rejoice for nothing!

The difficulty of finding the remains was great, the storm had destroyed the tomb, the floods had washed away everything, and no one knew where the bones had scattered.

They could be close, or they could be far.

This was a long-term process that demanded a lot of manpower, material resources, and time; it certainly wasn’t easy.

The Chieftain thought that Feng Yi would immediately contact the United Preservation Bureau’s team, getting more people involved and drafting a plan.

Thence, he saw Feng Yi pull a shovel out of his bag.

Chieftain: ???

Over there, Feng Yi reached the target area, feeling the lingering essence of the place.

Too much time had passed, vast regions had once been destroyed, and of course, there wouldn’t be much usable information today.

But inside the vertebra of "The Giant Beast Serpan," a faint trace of energy still responded. Feng Yi sensed, not odor information, but these subtle energy reactions.

The energy signal inside was too weak, and it was hard to detect anything slightly further away.

The good news was that it indeed existed here.

Feng Yi crouched down, touching the soil beneath his feet.

From what the Chieftain told him, Feng Yi could tell that his ancestors from centuries ago really wore their hearts on their sleeves! They might disguise their true form a bit, but they made no effort to conceal their pets!

But now, the times had changed.

The satellite network covering the skies has made "mysterious legends" on the ground not so mysterious anymore.

The advancement of science and technology, apart from the more precise detection and surveillance of every corner of the world, had also brought ever more powerful weapons.

Meanwhile, his own side faced shrinking resources and increasing difficulty in development.

His grandmother could move freely for a good number of years when she was young, but since Feng Yi’s time, and thereafter, restrictions would only tighten.

Feng Yi thought of those "Rainforest Journals" he had read before coming, written by past adventurers or others who had entered the rainforest with various motives.

Those contents, to the people of today, were seen as "legendary stories," "exaggerated and fabricated."

"They don’t believe you ever really existed," Feng Yi murmured.

The land, once ravaged by extreme climates, was now nurturing countless lives again.

The tall trees, with lush leaves, blocked the sunlight from above. freёweɓnovel.com

The dark ground, in the moist soil, plants of varied heights sprawled like lids, together with the soil layer, burying many past events of this forest.

Racial secrets, of course, could not be disclosed, but the "pet" on the edge of legend and reality could serve as a witness to history and reappear in the world!

The one bold enough to make a statue of his true form to face the world was once again stretching out a probing foot into the world.

Feng Yi took out a folding shovel from his backpack and began digging up the surface plants along with their soil, moving them aside. He was careful not to damage their root systems, allowing them to grow elsewhere.

After clearing the surface vegetation, he continued to dig downward.

The Chieftain came over with three villagers.

"What are you doing?" asked the Chieftain.

"I am, excavating history!" Feng Yi continued to dig.

"Are you trying to dig up the remains of ’The Giant Beast Serpan’ here?"

The villagers brought by the Chieftain were his confidants and were aware of the purpose of bringing Feng Yi here, so they spoke openly in front of a few people.

At that moment, the villagers who followed thought the same thing: What a pipe dream, is it that easy to dig up the remains of The Giant Beast Serpan?!

After the storm ended that year, the Chieftain secretly brought people here to dig, put in a lot of effort, dug for many days, and only found a single vertebra.

Subsequently, they dug here intermittently many times without any finds, while another tribe accidentally unearthed one while collecting.

The rainforest was vast, the storm and floods of that year were severe, and over the years, no one knew where they might find the remains of "The Giant Beast Serpan."

The three villagers looked towards the Chieftain, hoping he would persuade, or should they offer to help dig?

After all, this expert had been handing out coins in the village!

As the party that had benefited, should they just stand by and watch?

However, the Chieftain didn’t speak immediately; he decided to wait until Feng Yi had finished digging the hole, and then he would advise.

Only those who have experienced it themselves know the difficulty of excavating, and only then is his advice useful.

More dirt was dug out, and as he dug another shovel, Feng Yi adjusted his strength, carefully digging downward.

Upon seeing Feng Yi’s performance, the Chieftain’s gaze quivered, and he stepped forward to look.

He saw Feng Yi unearth an object covered with dirt from the hole.

Wiping off the soil, its original form was revealed.

The Chieftain was astonished.

He looked at the newly excavated bone and then at Feng Yi.

The three villagers performed the same action.

The entire process was carried out in front of them, without any deceitful tactics.

"How did you do that?!" the Chieftain asked excitedly.

"My professional ability," Feng Yi said.

The Chieftain didn’t understand; everything before his eyes defied his comprehension.

What kind of professional ability could dig so accurately?!

The Chieftain stared hard at the vertebra smudged with dirt, taking it in his hands to make sure it was real!

After a rough cleaning, the general form of the bone could be discerned.

This, too, was a vertebra, situated further back along the serpent’s skeleton than the one the Chieftain held, and slightly smaller, but significantly larger compared to the boas presently existing in the rainforest.

An ordinary person might not notice, as what they usually saw were boas complete with muscle, not just skeletons.

But the local tribespeople could identify it at a glance.

Feng Yi took the vertebra back from the Chieftain’s hands and said to him, "The giant beast Serpan, am I right?"

It was buried here in a tomb three hundred years ago, and before the tomb was destroyed, the skeleton was well-preserved.

However, after extreme weather destroyed this area, the scattered remains became more prone to environmental erosion.

Just like the piece Feng Yi held, the erosion was already evident. If left unchecked, the fading energy signatures would vanish, and in about a decade, it would be difficult to find a single intact bone. As time passed, the speed of erosion would only accelerate.

Feng Yi looked at the vertebra in his hand.

If a member of the tribe had built Serpan’s tomb here all those years ago, there was no need to move it to another land.

Continuing to keep it in the rainforest wasn’t feasible with the limited conditions here, making preservation difficult.

It could instead be placed at the Tropical Research Center established by the Joint Conservation Bureau on the edge of the rainforest, which had a large exhibition hall complete with specialized care and security staff.

But before that, Feng Yi needed to find more bones.

After excavating a bone, Feng Yi didn’t plan to complete all the subsequent work by himself.

The remains were buried throughout the rainforest, not just requiring digging, but also meticulous cleaning and preservation measures. Feng Yi didn’t intend to shoulder all these taxing tasks himself, as he wasn’t sufficiently expert in the cleaning process.

Even if he managed to dig up all the remains, he couldn’t claim them entirely for himself. Current laws and regulations demanded otherwise.

Feng Yi didn’t immediately contact the local Joint Conservation Bureau officials.

Even within the same organization, discoverers and excavators had a different level of authority than others. Once contacted, it would no longer concern Feng Yi as much.

In this matter, Feng Yi sought greater authority for himself.

He didn’t intend to immediately contact the domestic expert committee either.

The committee considered the bigger picture and profiting more people.

How would he gain more authority and find someone to share the workload?

One step at a time.

He first needed to find an expert with enough authority, genuine passion for this kind of work, and sufficient professional knowledge and skills!

Ideally, someone who could go through a green channel, handling documentation conveniently and capable of swift international action.

Feng Yi stood up, surveyed the surroundings, found a suitable place, and took out a satellite phone from his backpack to start an encrypted call.

The satellite phone bore the logo of the Joint Conservation Bureau; it was equipment specially provided by the bureau, although Feng Yi rarely used it.

This matter could be handled using the bureau’s equipment.

He found the number and dialed it.

The call was answered on the other side.

Feng Yi: "Hello, Steve?"