Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 758 - 487 Preparation_1

As soon as Feng Yi heard the butler’s concept for the design, he thought of the interior decor of the butler’s private jet they used every time.

He felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Therefore, Feng Yi tactfully but firmly rejected the butler’s "concept design".

The butler sounded slightly regretful. But, of course, he respected Feng Yi’s choice.

It was best not to interfere too much with one’s own child’s private space—go with what Feng Yi himself wanted.

The model of the new private jet Feng Yi ordered, with the butler’s advice, was just a little bit bigger than the butler’s, not much more. Feng Yi felt it was enough.

Bigger private jets were not unaffordable, but they weren’t necessary. The paperwork, customizations, and such would take a long time to get in order before he could use it, which was too time-consuming.

Feng Yi was quite satisfied with his current purchase, soon to have his own private jet, so he would not have to worry about feeling awkward from the cabin’s outfitting every time he used the butler’s jet.

However, what Feng Yi didn’t know was that after the butler had sent messages to him, he immediately contacted another account.

"I wonder how the retrofitting of that airliner I bought before is coming along..."

The butler sent a message asking about the progress.

Even the space of the new private jet Feng Yi bought seemed too small to the butler, who felt Feng Yi couldn’t move around comfortably on the plane.

The concept design that was impractical for Feng Yi’s small jet, the butler decided to apply to this retrofitted airliner. The small jet was too restrictive!

Meanwhile, Feng Yi thought he had stopped the butler’s self-expression and relaxed.

He returned to the gathering of young people arranged by Dai Fangxun. Still, he didn’t have much time to socialize with the other guests—shortly after his return, he was invited to join a special chat group of Dai Fangxun’s.

The group members were those who had the privilege to watch the live demonstration of the Butterfly Project.

Though the exact timing, location, and procedure of the exercise were unknown, their curiosity, and their excitement, growing harder to contain by the day, could not be stopped.

Now at their gatherings, they paid no heed to others, simply not on the same wavelength. With another person joining the chat group, they were very happy and eagerly engaged Feng Yi in conversation about topics they were all familiar with. It would have been even better if Feng Yi could provide some updates.

No new messages were fine though. Everyone was now part of a new circle, and it was good to deepen exchanges. freёwebnoѵel.com

"It’s a shame you’re not in Jing City, Feng Yi, or we could gather more often," someone said.

Among the younger generation, very few could secure a spot with the entourage. These were future leaders whom the families intended to support with resources.

And the young individuals who secured a spot each had their success in their field, usually incredibly busy with work.

Especially for those from larger families, competition was fierce for a spot, ridiculously intense, and they wouldn’t waste time on unnecessary socializing. They would only find time to meet like-minded individuals when they were free, exchanging information.

But if someone lived far away, opportunities to meet were not frequent.

Some topics were also not suitable for online discussions, as triggering keywords could get them all shut down, let alone let them watch any exercise.

The details of the Butterfly Project’s exercises were still confidential to the public. Anyone disrupting things now could implicate not just one person, but potentially bring trouble to their entire family or clan!

So, the few of them were chatting in a separate soundproof room, also avoiding certain keywords. Everyone restrained their drinking to prevent alcohol from affecting their judgement.

"Actually, even if we were in the same place, we wouldn’t have many chances to meet," said one of them.

"True, the typhoon season is upon us. We could get a message to depart at any time."

"Feng Yi, are you leaving with the entourage?" someone asked.

"Yeah, aren’t you?" Feng Yi looked at them.

Generally speaking, each party would have its arrangements upon receiving notification of the exercise.

Feng Yi got his entourage spot from Yue Gengyang, so naturally, he would depart with the people from the Ancestral Factory.

Since it was an entourage spot, whoever he was accompanying, he would follow their lead when it was time to go, and their actions must be unified.

The number of travelers, their identities, and the items they carried all would be scrutinized.

However, some of the people in front of Feng Yi did not move separately.

For instance, the person who had just asked, seeing Feng Yi looking over, said with a smile, "We are with the national team."

They would accompany their elders, who were members of the national team.

"Being with the national team is the best, strong lineup, full gear, especially reassuring!" someone else said enviously.

Looking at Feng Yi, they continued, "You’re quite safe too."

The Ancestral Factory was also like a "noble house," a world-renowned pharmaceutical giant. Without the ability to protect itself, it would have been devoured clean by now.

"Hey, no matter where we come from, in the end, we are all from the same country, all our own people. When we get there, let’s look out for each other," someone said by Feng Yi’s side.

Feng Yi chatted with them for a while about the Butterfly Project exercise, added each other as friends, and then went out together for the banquet when it started.

At the banquet, he engaged in lively conversation with both acquaintances and strangers. After the banquet ended, Feng Yi didn’t linger; he declined many invitations and returned to where he was staying.

After the banquet, back at the same courtyard, in the same room they had been in before.

Those without urgent matters who were not in a hurry to leave, gathered here again.

Dai Fangxun had just seen off a wave of guests and sat down to look at the others.

His grandmother’s birthday was a busy day for Dai Fangxun, and he didn’t know how the conversation with this group had gone.

"What did Feng Yi talk about today when he came here? What do you think of him as a person?"

The young man sitting opposite Dai Fangxun seemed slightly tipsy, but his eyes were clear.

Upon hearing Dai Fangxun’s question, he said:

"Nothing new, the same old stuff. However, I feel there’s something odd about Feng Yi."

Dai Fangxun picked up a slice of watermelon and said, "Odd in what way?"

The man replied, "He doesn’t seem very curious about that, and he’s quite restrained emotionally."

"That" referred to the Butterfly Project’s live exercises.

Dai Fangxun smiled, "That’s understandable. The guy is an expert from the United Protection Bureau. Despite his young age, he has been through a lot. Given his family background, he would know how to control his emotions even if he were indeed curious and excited."

"No, it’s not about controlling emotions. I always feel that he knows much more than we do."

"Maybe. He has the head of the Ancestral Factory behind him, and their relationship might be much closer than we think. The information our elders are reluctant to share with us, Yue Geng Yang might be willing to disclose to Feng Yi. If their ages weren’t so close, I would have thought Feng Yi was actually their biological child!"

"That’s impossible! Are you saying the Feng Family of Yang City are all cuckolds?"

It’s true, such families and clans as theirs hardly ever raise other people’s children. If they do, it’s with full knowledge of the affair.

"Anyway, their relationship is indeed close!"

"We’ll see what it’s really like when we meet him and have more chances to observe."

Feng Yi was set to depart with the team from the Ancestral Factory, and would certainly be accompanied by Yue Geng Yang and his wife. If one were curious about their relationship, there’d be opportunities for observation.

Dai Fangxun brought the conversation back, "After all, Feng Yi is not that familiar with us. Even if he knows more, he won’t reveal it to us."

"Pfft, it’s not about being unfamiliar. Even with familiar relations, who dares to say everything? Even when we brothers chat, we hold back, let alone him."

The few people in the room didn’t feel awkward and just laughed together.

Although they speculated, they didn’t believe that Feng Yi had advance access to the Butterfly Project’s live exercises.

As far as they knew, all experiments related to the project were classified, and the tests were mostly conducted in the open sea. Could Feng Yi have breached layers of military defense, or observed on his own in the open sea?

How could that be possible!

Feng Yi had no idea what these people were discussing after he left, nor was he interested in knowing.

After attending the birthday party, he took his team back to Yang City the next day.

The leaders of the United Protection Bureau took Feng Yi’s suggestions very seriously. After confirming the validity of his information, they established a special protection team for "Little Koi."

Meaning, there was no need to worry about research teams overworking Little Koi in the short term.

A week later, the gigantic beast Sapan skeleton that Feng Yi ordered also arrived.

This was a one-to-one skeleton model made after computer model restoration based on the actual specimen.

Feng Yi placed this model in his own collection gallery. Additionally, he commissioned another full-body model, not of skeleton, based on the Sen Python’s appearance. It just needed some details to be modified.

Even if Sapan was indeed a Sen Python, it had undergone some gene-level "active stimulation," making it slightly different from the usual Sen Python.

Feng Yi did not need to see the creature itself. He could judge the differences through perception, then instruct the model designers to make the corresponding changes.

That day, Feng Yi was discussing the details of the model design with the production team.

His phone suddenly alerted him to a new message.

Opening it, he saw it was from Yue Geng Yang, who had sent just a symbol.

This was a pre-agreed code indicating that if Feng Yi was available, he could call back immediately.

Feng Yi was currently at his own house, finishing his chat with the model designers, and made a call to Yue Geng Yang.

"Any news?" Feng Yi asked.

"Yes. The satellite and oceanic observation array for the Butterfly Project has sent back news. A new tropical cyclone has been growing stronger and its path is set to cross the exercise preset area. It has been selected as a key target for attention. Be prepared."

Yue Geng Yang informed Feng Yi that although there was still a lot of uncertainty, if the cyclone followed the predicted path without any unexpected movement, then the exact time and location of the exercise would be communicated. Feng Yi should arrange his affairs beforehand to avoid being rushed and unable to manage everything last minute.

Feng Yi did not ask Yue Geng Yang how he came by this information. He just acknowledged and added, "If we’re set to depart, will I join you on the plane?"

Yue Geng Yang said, "Yes, you’ll come over here, and we’ll arrange the plane. We’ll leave together."

After the call, Feng Yi went to find his housekeeper. His affairs were essentially already settled and he could leave at any moment. As for the house, if anything came up, the housekeeper could handle it on his behalf.

If something uncontrollable happened at the exercise site, having the housekeeper secure the home front would give Feng Yi greater peace of mind.

When he heard that Yue had arranged a plane, the housekeeper said, "Yue does have a business jet converted from a passenger plane, which is more spacious and can accommodate more people."

He looked at Feng Yi with an affectionate expression, "Don’t be envious, we’ll have one too."

Feng Yi: ...

I’m not envious!

Don’t focus on the wrong thing!