Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 782 - 500 New Bodyguard Onboarding_1

Ren had convinced himself that he had perfectly mastered the nuances of his boss’s demeanor.

Now, not only had he been seen through, but he felt his defenses shatter at just a single word of criticism.

Weak?

Weak!!!

Originally, he had hoped to find out from this future colleague where his disguise might be flawed so that he could improve it and perfect his impersonation skills.

But...

But!

That’s something I can’t change!

It involves cross-species genetic factors! It’s beyond my professional capabilities!

Yet the visitor didn’t pay any attention to Ren’s turmoil, continuing on his way.

Although his face didn’t show any emotion, there were still some ripples in his heart.

There were ripples about facing Feng Yi and about this place.

He had been here before, not often, but every scene, every item was etched into his memory, ready to be recalled at any moment.

As he passed the landscape pond, his gaze drifted for a rare moment, landing on the carp in the water, their plump bodies glinting.

Even though there was a change of ownership, it seemed, not much had really changed?

So similar.

Elsewhere.

Inside the house, Feng Yi was discussing this prospective employee with the butler.

The residents of the district could access the surveillance footage of several public areas, so they could see him coming from the monitors.

Just from the surveillance footage, one could notice his out-of-place demeanor with the world.

Of all the employees, Feng Yi regarded this one in particular differently.

Information about "Gui" had been conveyed to Feng Yi by the butler, who didn’t know the details, only the gist.

Even so, it was quite a shock for Feng Yi.

In terms of genetic material, to some extent, this man was a senior member of the Feng clan.

Following the "Feng Clan lineage," he would be considered from two generations above—

He was the clone of an ancestor.

Strictly speaking, he was a semi-successful clone.

"I research myself" did not begin with my great-grandmother; the ancestors seemed to have this inclination as well.

But in that era, social technology development was not like today’s, and with global warfare and social upheaval, some problems arose in the research, and some cells were stolen.

However, the thieves didn’t know the origin of these cells, believing they were the results of a significant research base. At that time, many secret experiments were rampant, so this assumption wasn’t strange.

That ancestor personally took care of some of these problems, and the remaining were handed over to my great-grandmother to deal with.

When the great-grandmother finally found the base, cloning experiments had already been carried out there.

The failure rate was extremely high, and "Gui" was the only survivor among the test subjects.

But at that time, he was also very weak.

The newly born him was similar to a newly hatched koi, requiring some extra help to survive.

After careful consideration, my great-grandmother still assisted.

Under the joint effects of active factors and energy substances, the feeble life grew stronger. Perhaps because he carried the same genetic material, and even though most of it was dormant, the life enhancement effect was very significant.

At that time, he approached a "pure body," free of external bacteria and viruses, with no dangerous mutations from microorganisms, only personal physical enhancement.

Although he was a clone, his personality differed greatly from that of the ancestor. The ancestor had a warm and cheerful side, but the clone, to a greater extent, retained only a ruthless side and lacked a rich display of emotions.

The clone experiment was a failure as he had many defects.

This test subject was also a success because he indeed survived and retained some of the original’s advantages.

His physical condition was extremely strong!

He seemed somewhat indifferent to everyday trivialities and appeared lazy and casual, but in the face of an emergency, his reaction was swift.

Initially, no one taught him any skills; he relied solely on the instincts hidden in his body to avoid the turmoil of the socially turbulent period.

This man had lived through a period of social unrest during a time of climatic anomalies.

"It’s hard to believe that he’s already fifty years old!"

Feng Yi remarked, watching the surveillance footage.

"But he looks, not much older than me!"

The butler smiled, "His physical condition is indeed stronger than that of most young people."

Although "Gui" possessed the same genetic material as his ancestors, the butler didn’t see him as genuine "Feng Clan" stock and was rather indifferent.

Feng Yi watched the person in the surveillance footage.

"Gui" was a clone, bearing a striking resemblance to a certain clan elder, but to avoid certain troubles, the matriarch had him undergo minor facial adjustments. "Gui" was naturally expressionless, so adjusted or not, he always had a poker face.

His identity information had also been altered. The age displayed on his current ID documents was over twenty years younger than his actual age.

The butler said, "He has a simple but unconventional thought process; we don’t understand it, but your great-aunt does, and perhaps you will too. To the world, he is an ’outsider,’ one of those with cognitive disabilities."

Feng Yi thought back to his visit to the Ancestral Factory headquarters laboratory and his conversation with Geng and Ji.

Some of the experiments at the Ancestral Factory were strictly forbidden by the matriarch, perhaps learning from the mistakes of earlier generations.

"Was his occupation also arranged by my great-aunt?" Feng Yi asked.

"Yes. No one else can command him, and he won’t follow anyone else’s orders. Your great-aunt sent him to a somewhat chaotic country to take part in wildlife conservation initiatives and combat poaching, allowing him to maintain contact with the world’s people and affairs, engage in meaningful activities, and stay out of the public eye. It’s also a form of protection for him."

During the conversation, Feng Yi sensed the other’s approach.

Standing up, he went to the door.

Feng Yi looked at the person coming towards him. freewebnσvel.cѳm

He could see the sturdy build of his ancestors in the other’s physique.

It was said that during the era of turmoil, his forebear was able to brute-force his way through just by virtue of his formidable presence.

The elder didn’t have prominent venomous fangs, or the venom wasn’t very noticeable; his special skills lay elsewhere.

Feng Yi observed the other’s emotional cues.

Indeed, as the butler had said, "Gui" lacked complex emotions, and his inner emotional world was rather simple, with minimal fluctuation.

However, when facing Feng Yi, his expression showed a rare hint of change.

"Gui" looked at Feng Yi.

In Feng Yi, he felt the energy that had pulled him back from the brink of death at his birth.

It triggered a sense of closeness.

Towards Feng Yi’s great-aunt, and now towards Feng Yi—although the affection was not yet deep—it was at least acceptance and recognition.

He approached Feng Yi and extended his hand:

"Hello, I am Feng Que, and I hope to serve as your personal bodyguard in the time to come."

His voice was deep and even, devoid of emotional fluctuations, but he made the effort to speak a longer sentence.

"Welcome to the team!" Feng Yi said with a smile, extending his hand in response.

"Gui’s" handshake was a bit too firm; in another’s grip, bones might have cracked.

Yet Feng Yi seemed unfazed, returning the gesture with a smile.

"Gui" released his hand, saying, "I can start the job now."

Feng Yi replied, "There’s no rush, I don’t have any plans to go out in the next couple of days. You’ve come from far, take some time to rest and adjust to the time difference. Your room is already arranged. Where’s your luggage?"

"Stored at the airport, I’ll retrieve it later."

"Let Jia drive you there."

Feng Yi introduced the new employee to his colleagues.

Looking at him, it was evident that some of his daily necessities would need to be custom-made.

"Are you over two meters tall?" Jia asked.

"One ninety-eight," he answered.

"A net height of one ninety-eight means two meters with shoes on. With that muscle mass, you must weigh over two hundred, close to three hundred, right? Wow, man, you really... cast a dominating presence."

The butler, with a critical eye, glanced at "Gui’s" unruly, stiff hair:

"I’ll arrange for a stylist to come and do your hair."

Since he would be accompanying Feng Yi from now on and representing his image, it was important to tidy him up properly.

Feng Yi was considering a name for the new employee.

The pronunciation of "Gui" felt somewhat awkward when called out.

Little Gui?

Little Ghost?

Hey, this is someone with the same genetic material as the elder; calling him directly like that seemed awkward.

He was an independent individual and should not be seen just as the elder, but he actually was also fifty years old!

There was also the matter of maintaining the balance in their boss-employee relationship.

"What about... A’que? Or should I call you A’shi?"