Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 747 - 481: Storm Beast_1

The space station’s monitoring deck had no fewer than five people observing this storm that had only recently formed.

Based solely on its influence range, the PO37 storm wasn’t considered large, not even comparable to several tropical cyclones they encountered before, let alone the level of a super typhoon, which it was far from.

But under the central system’s computations of the "Butterfly Project," PO37 had broken multiple conventional standards and indeed warranted more attention.

This storm overall may not seem significant, yet its formation process defied the norm, and its energy level kept soaring at an astonishingly rapid pace.

Just when you thought it was about to stabilize, it ascended again with another energy intake!

The speed was so fast and the momentum so fierce; it was shocking!

On the monitoring deck’s screen, the bar representing PO37’s energy level surged past the warning line to turn red, then climbed one more tier, the bar’s color growing darker, stirring more tension in the viewer.

It also meant that if this storm appeared in a human-inhabited area, it would assuredly result in a catastrophic disaster!

At the space station’s monitoring deck, other operators, originally in their rest period, gathered to gaze at the images displayed on the screen.

Those working here had all experienced periods of abnormal climate, and the energy transition speed of PO37 gave them a sense of déjà vu of that time, recalling the intense and mysterious atmosphere brought on by the erratic and extreme meteorological phenomena.

All who saw this scene suddenly felt an illusion, as if behind the rolling clouds, a colossal beast glanced back at the sky with a watchful eye.

A cold shiver stemming from deep within raised goosebumps on their arms.

They felt an inexplicable, psychological oppression!

One of the operators took a breath and said with a light chuckle,

"Suddenly I’m reminded of a saying, ’When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.’"

This wasn’t meant in a metaphorical sense but just literally quoting the saying.

While they observed this storm, there was an inexplicable feeling, perhaps a hallucination. Always this sense: the storm also stared back at the satellite network in the sky, staring at the space station and everyone behind it!

"If PO37 is really chosen as the experimental target, I’d like to name it ’Abyss’ when archiving it."

"It has broken so many norms, unpredictable, and its energy level is very high. It’s an unusual storm, and perhaps Command Center would very much like to make it a new experimental target."

Several operators discussed amongst themselves.

Their project’s continued construction aimed for further improvements and optimizations, which required confronting more anomalies!

Every anomaly brought a wealth of valuable data and optimization plans!

Just as they surmised, Command Center, after a second-round review and observation followed by a vote, designated PO37 as a new experimental target.

The project team’s experimental group was full of enthusiasm, looking forward to the surprises this distant ocean storm might bring.

All the work proceeded efficiently and swiftly.

Each department was ready.

In the main command center, several large screens displayed different images. They were not the common meteorological charts but energy variation charts calculated and drafted by the "Butterfly Project" system.

The cursors on the displays flickered, each indicating a target.

At the moment, however, the mobility of the targets was too great, not the optimal time to initiate.

"Enter tracking mode!"

Time ticked away, second by second.

The experimental target of focus, those volatile and temperamental cloud clusters, finally began to tame their disposition.

The wildly oscillating cursors on the screens started to converge, eventually locking in.

At the space monitoring station, the operators looked at the storm cloud cluster that had been targeted.

It resembled a massive eye, still coldly watching above.

The armory control wasn’t located in their monitoring station; only the main command center held the authority to activate or deactivate.

At the moment though, everyone watched the various screens, some displaying live footage, others showing analytic charts processed by the system, all awaiting the launch command from the command center.

"Come on, storm ’monster’! Let’s show you the power of the ’butterfly’ when it flaps its wings!"

"Weren’t we agreed on calling it ’Abyss’?"

"Hey, I think ’monster’ sounds cooler."

"No, no, ’Abyss’ has more depth!"

Though they bantered with smiles, their hearts were anything but light; on the contrary, they were filled with solemnity and tension.

Soon even the laughter subsided.

Everyone focused intently on everything unfolding.

And at the center of the "unconventional" storm, under thick layers of cloud,

Feng Yi was undergoing an important growth phase.

Having molted several times, there was no longer the initial confusion and trepidation; he could calmly face the changes that occurred during the process.

This time required more energy and caused more commotion; there were minor fluctuations during the molt, but overall, it was quite smooth.

It was also fortunate to be away from human settlements, finding this small rocky island suitable for molting.

His first molt could happen in his own home in Yang City, but with the commotion now, not just his residence, the entire city would be thrown into panic.

To avoid disturbing the public, it’s better to go further away for future molts.

Looking at this time, having crossed a new growth node, Feng Yi could clearly feel his heightened sensation to the external world!

Or rather, the CPU was upgraded!

With more precise analysis of received external material information, his sensory range expanded, growing sharper and more acute.

As for the small fluctuations during the process...

When he started molting, he sensed the gaze from above the sky.

For their race, such a key moment of molting was akin to undergoing a tribulation, and they had to withstand all external disturbances!

Each growth stage met with such a node was not to be underestimated.

All the more so, as Feng Yi knew that a satellite network was monitoring from the sky, hence he harbored no luck for leniency.

Therefore, when Feng Yi sensed the gaze from above, he enhanced the outer defenses, which effectively meant upgrading the storm to a higher level.

Afterward, during the process of shedding his skin, he felt even more scrutiny from above, with a barely concealed intent to attack.

As a result, the storm was upgraded yet another level, continuing to bolster its defenses!

It was for this reason that the space monitoring station observed the uncommonly large leap in the energy level of this storm.

In order to strengthen the defenses, Feng Yi upgraded the storm, using up more energy than before, which led to a strong sense of weakness after his shedding was complete.

But it wasn’t a big issue.

With his current recovery capabilities, this sense of weakness would soon diminish.

Feng Yi lifted his arm to take a look.

The scales had disappeared, and the specialized claws had reverted to ordinary fingers.

He was now in an energy-saving mimicry mode.

He quietly observed and earnestly felt.

If he wasn’t wrong...

He had lost weight!

The rapid energy depletion in the short shedding period led to a quick weight loss!

After a brief examination of his current physical state, Feng Yi turned his attention to the sky.

The storm’s protective layer had served its intended purpose, as the storm clouds would usually dissipate quickly after the shedding process was over.

His continued maintenance of it was deliberate; he simply wanted to see what kind of reaction the watchers above would have.

They had been locked on for so long, it was time for them to make a move.

Come on!

Volunteering to be the test subject, I’ve already set myself up as a target, and now I’m more or less a static one. "The Butterfly Project" has garnered so much hype over its many years of research—you can’t possibly miss.

Hurry up and let me see the human weapon designed to combat the weather, the "common hope" that you believe in!

Feng Yi looked up, his gaze flickering slightly.

This was an opportunity he had been eagerly waiting for!

Even if he was invited to the live demonstration of "The Butterfly Project" taking place soon, which would be attended by guests from all over the world, he, with only a participation quota, could not secure the best viewing spot.

However, now he was the only one on the ground!

No disturbances!

The golden seat!

Prime viewing!

Everything in clear view!

Feeling every single moment!

Free to analyze all the details of the changes above, and even able to watch in the most comfortable position and form!

If he hadn’t just finished shedding and was feeling a bit weak, he would definitely transform back to his original form and watch while coiled up!

In mimicry mode, looking up for too long tires the head.

He’s not lying down to watch because he needs to stay alert, ready for any unexpected changes, like needing to jump into the sea to hide if necessary. Lying down would waste more time.

But there wouldn’t be such concerns in his original form.

In my original form, I would just need to launch myself!

Biu——shooting out!

And, my original form has stronger defenses.

But mimicry is good too, it’s more prudent.

Feng Yi stood on the rocky islet, continuing to gaze at the sky.

Above the storm, amidst a cluster of satellites, one was unlike the others in structure and significantly larger.

At this moment, as the command center issued orders, the weapon bays of this satellite opened.

Dozens, even hundreds of missiles, carrying the pinnacle of contemporary human technological achievements, with piercing sharpness, headed towards the storm clouds below, striking the locked targets with precision.

And through Feng Yi’s special vision, he saw another aspect of the world.

Dozens of bright spots with strong energy reactions came hurtling down from space, exploding one after another at various points within the storm cloud.

The energy released by the exploding missiles, interacting in such impact, disturbed and destroyed the original circulation of the air masses, severing the flow of the air currents, and leading the powerful weather system towards disintegration.

It seemed as if electrical discharges had opened up one extreme after another.

A continuous sea of explosions thundered.

Shockwaves radiated outward in the high altitude, and everything between heaven and earth clearly felt the stunning sound and fury of the moment.

Dense, quick flashes burst forth with chaotic yet intense light, dazzling and brilliant.

This was a different kind of splendor and spectacular view.

It was as if the resplendent star fields of the universe were on display.

Even the most magnificent fireworks would seem dull and lusterless by comparison.

The thick storm clouds, which had darkened the sky, were now illuminated by these dreamlike and fantastical lights.

It was as if someone was wielding magic in battle above the clouds.

Battling...

Huh?

It wasn’t just "like" battling; from a certain angle, it was indeed a battle.

"Absolutely beautiful!"