Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 746 - 480: Still Need Observation_1

Feng Yi chose to stay on the island for two more days to let his fevered brain cool down.

He couldn’t help it, the thought of being able to witness the legendary "Butterfly Project" Meteorological Weapons up close so soon was a little too exciting.

During this rare leisure time, Feng Yi took a walk along the edge of the island, carefully observing any changes to his domain, and checking if the renovations on the island were being executed according to plan.

When Feng Yi approached the rocky beach area, the marine iguanas, which had been basking on the rocks, plunged into the sea like dumplings one after another before he even got close.

Their fear of Feng Yi was as strong as ever.

Once Feng Yi had walked far away, they climbed back onto the rocks one by one from the sea.

They were able to adapt to the environment here and preferred the food. The taste of the seaweed made them deeply in love with this place, and they were unwilling to leave even though they were occasionally intimidated. Instinctively, they felt staying here was beneficial for them.

Feng Yi didn’t pay attention to those little things. He was inspecting the newly constructed and maintained areas on the island, noting down any necessary revisions to report back to Xin, the island’s resident manager responsible for all its miscellaneous affairs. The communication station was already set up, making contact with the outside world convenient.

After spending two disciplined days on the island, well-fed and rested, Feng Yi set off!

The night was dark, and the wind was high, with waves churning.

It was a night perfect for stirring up trouble.

Normally, Feng Yi might have taken the opportunity to have some fun. But not tonight.

In the ocean, there was a floating mini-island used for molting, a mobile entity not anchored to any single location. However, as long as there was no major disturbance on the seafloor, it wouldn’t drift far.

It wouldn’t be discovered by others, as modern technology had a hard time locating it.

But for Feng Yi, no matter where it moved, finding it was not difficult, the only difference being the distance. If it was far, the journey would just take a little longer.

After carefully sensing the floating mini-island’s position, Feng Yi smoothly dove into the sea.

He was on a mission with a clear target, not distracted by the animals in the water along the way, but heading straight for his destination.

Below the sea surface, even the strong sunlight of the daytime became dim in the murky water. Feng Yi slashed through the waves like an arrow, moving at high speed, occasionally making sharp turns to avoid sea creatures or obstacles.

The sky shifted from the deep night to the half-revealed morning sun.

Feng Yi didn’t need to stop halfway or surface to recalibrate his course. After sensing the rocky mini-island’s location, his mind operated like an automatic navigation system, allowing him to precisely follow the route to his destination.

In the midst of the ocean, a certain sea surface.

The previously calm waters began to swell, and as the sun rose, the air itself seemed to become agitated.

Water vapor continuously rose, quickly forming clouds in the sky above.

The thin clouds thickened, expanded, clumped, and churned, blocking out the increasingly intense sunlight in moments.

The sky turned gloomy.

The clouds overhead continued to draw energy at an extremely rapid pace, growing and piling up visibly with each breath.

They obscured the sun completely.

The raging winds turned into blades slicing through the sea, flinging the spray like shrapnel in all directions.

The flashing of lightning was diffused by the clouds, masking their ferocious snapping and clawing, only the flickering flashes of light visible.

The thunder roared, sounding like a dull roar, as if thousands of troops were charging in, astonishingly powerful.

The entire space within sight seemed to be shaken.

Below water.

The low-frequency rumbling wasn’t intense or rushed. The vast silhouette that began to emerge, continued to ascend at its inherent rate.

Compared to the violent frenzy above the water, it appeared calm and collected.

Neither was Feng Yi in a hurry.

Following the "navigation," he found the mini-island made of rock in the sea and, in his true form, sat cross-legged to rest, quietly waiting for it to surface.

Like riding an elevator, along with the ascending rocky mini-island, he rose until it broke the surface of the water and came to a stop.

After a long time, a quick glance at the rock’s surface revealed a new layer of accretions over the area he had previously stripped bare, albeit slightly lighter in color compared to the surroundings.

If it were submerged longer, the color would gradually blend in with the rest as the accretions increased.

Feng Yi’s curiosity and desire to explore this mysterious rock island had been intense during their first encounter, driving him to tamper with it.

This time, Feng Yi’s curiosity was not as strong; he didn’t feel like stripping it.

The clouds above were thick, sealing the area tight, and the surrounding tumultuous winds and raging waves formed a thick protective circle, blocking all sides.

Yet, here in the eye of the storm, it was much calmer.

However, within this calmness lurked numerous invisible agitations. Complex energy flows operated under elaborate rules within the massive storm’s center.

Above the storm clouds, in the silent expanse of space, a vast satellite network overlooked the earth.

The Space Station, "Butterfly Project" Monitoring Station.

This monitoring station, a result of international cooperation, was built with unique materials and electronic equipment that exuded a distinct techno-aesthetic. Designers and engineers meticulously planned every corner, making the monitoring platform exceptionally lavish.

Screens at work flickered with all sorts of data related to the "Butterfly Project."

This included real-time monitoring of the storm. frёewebnoѵēl.com

In a part of the monitoring platform, staff focused on the surveillance data of their designated zone.

Important guests from around the world were invited to watch the live exercise, which would start shortly. But before that, they needed to carry out some tests for error correction and calibration.

The first live demonstration for the guests would be against a tropical storm, so tropical storms were the focus of their experiments during this period.

They would select storm weather systems that met the criteria as experimental targets.

Originally, the staff had been paying attention to another area.

Beep-beep-beep—

The slightly urgent beeping sound drew their attention.

The source of the alert was a screen displaying real-time weather conditions monitored by satellites, with data on the side changing rapidly—the reason for the beeping urgency.

The "Butterfly Project" had its proprietary monitoring system, with a different set of rules for calculating energy levels and assessment standards.

What the screen in front of them now showed was a storm occurring over an ocean, monitored in real-time.

In a short span of time, it had formed into a strong and influential storm cluster at an exaggerated pace.

"S128024 has detected a newly formed storm."

"Let’s observe if its energy level can reach..."

"The energy level has risen!"

"Oh my God, it’s absorbing energy too fast!"

"It’s jumped two levels! It’s reached the warning threshold, and the intensity is still increasing! Code PO37, please stay alert!"

This was the thirty-seventh storm during the testing period this year that met their criteria.

Their selections weren’t limited to tropical cyclones or thunderstorms but strictly followed the evaluation criteria set by the "Butterfly Project" central processing system.

However, a code designation only meant it was a candidate. To become one of the experimental targets, it had to go through a second round of reviews and assessments after the application was submitted, with the central command center deciding whether to officially include it as a test subject.

The ammunition from the "Butterfly Project" arsenal was extremely precious. Every activation consumed immense human and financial resources.

Good steel must be used on the blade’s edge!

Maximizing its potential to cut through storms, obtaining more valuable experimental data, and experience was the right thing to do!

Thus, not every storm detected warranted activating the arsenal.

Whether this new candidate deserved to unleash the arsenal required further observation.