Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 791 - 504: People Like Them_2

At first, there was only a flash within the thick clouds.

The distance was somewhat far, and it was only possible to see a blurry scene after adjusting the camera lens.

But soon, it was like a magnificent scroll painting unfurled infinitely in all directions!

For a moment, a sky full of stars, the Milky Way pouring down!

What followed were trembling waves, not too strong, but strong enough to make one dizzy and disoriented. There was both thrill and fear.

At this moment, from various residential and commercial buildings in Guansi Town, there erupted all sorts of strange howls in different pitches.

People would clamor just to see a fireworks show, let alone such a more spectacular phenomenon!

My heart was overflowing with emotions too intense to articulate. All I could let out were meaningless roars that might have meant everything.

This young man streaming live was also one of them.

"My mother... your uncle... God!!!"

Speaking without filter, slurred speech, stunned into silence!

My entire face pressed against the window, my nose flattened.

"Ah," "holy shit," "damn" and such exclamations continued for quite a while, including some that had to be muted and cleaned up.

When the stunning scene in the sky finally began to fade, I remembered that I was still streaming live.

My shaking hands, full of excitement, picked up the equipment again.

I found that the live stream had frozen.

The spectacle seemed to affect the signal.

The signal finally came back, and the live stream was smooth again.

"Did you all see that just now... Yes, yes, it froze, our shabby signal here can’t compare to the official dedicated streaming channel. But you saw the frozen image, right... Hisss!"

"Sorry, I’m too excited, I bit my own tongue."

"Don’t be regretful, everyone. I’ve been holding the camera the whole time, I’ll upload the video once it’s edited. For now, hurry and watch the scene live, there are still some remnants of ’starlight’ you can catch a glimpse of..."

"Stop swearing, there’s nothing I can do about the signal. I don’t believe you’re not also watching the official live stream!"

"I want to describe the feeling of that moment in detail, but I’m uneducated and can only say ’Ah, awesome’!"

"Honestly, at that moment, I even had the illusion, ’I’m going to become an immortal, no longer of this mundane world.’ Is such a sight even meant for mere mortals like us?!"

I said excitedly, spitting flying everywhere.

"And over there, over the ocean, that direction just now was dark and stormy, and now, it’s clearing up! Tell me, isn’t it miraculous?"

"It’s incredible! No wonder they say the Butterfly Project is the greatest engineering feat of the century!"

"Full of energy! Limitlessly magnificent!"

"From today on, I am a die-hard fan of the Butterfly Project! Love it! Loyal to the death!"

"Those who didn’t see it with their own eyes really missed out! The live experience is truly different, even the atmosphere vibrates, let me show you my arm, do you see the goosebumps, all from just now... Everybody, wait a moment."

I heard some noise from my house, put the equipment down, opened the room’s door, and went downstairs. Another moment, and I was back.

"It was my grandma, she was crying, and the other elders at home were more or less the same."

"The vote launched online a few days ago shows that supporters of the Butterfly Project are mostly aged forty and above."

"They’ve been through the tough climate anomaly period and experienced many things. Just one or two years of major disasters is hard to bear, not to mention twenty years."

"Move away? We moved temporarily before, but came back. The elderly say their roots are here, generation after generation. Who can let go?"

I looked out the window.

The splendid scene had dissipated, leaving only faint, sparse dots of "starlight."

The sun broke through the clouds and shone on the ocean. The violent air currents had calmed down.

Waves followed one after another, washing the shore. But they had lost the ferocious appearance of an approaching storm.

I opened the balcony door and ventured out tentatively.

The air was still clearly moist.

In this built-up area, other residents had opened their windows. On the balconies, on the rooftops, people gradually came out one after another.

A middle-aged man emerged from the neighboring house.

Soundlessly, with tears and laughter.

I didn’t feel right staring over there, so I moved the camera away.

"That’s our neighbor Uncle Li, in his forties, nearly fifty, a born and bred local. He usually keeps his emotions to himself, but today he’s too overwhelmed."

"During those twenty years of climate anomalies, Uncle Li’s family was the only one who survived. Now he has his own family, but the shadow remains. On days when typhoons approach, he doesn’t even look at the sea for days before and after, instead locking himself in his room, barely touching his food. They say he has a phobia."

When nature brings down calamities, those who survive amidst tremendous setbacks find it very hard to gather the courage to face it again.

But now, there has been a psychological shift.

It’s as if a person, who has always been passively getting hit, suddenly acquired a weapon. Some will continue to flee, while others have already gained the courage to confront it directly.

One can imagine that after today, there will be more and firmer supporters of the Butterfly Project.

The TV host took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and began to advertise for his own business.

"Next time you visit Guansi Town, you can come to have fun at my place, even if there are no wonders, watching the sea and the sunrise is quite fitting."

"Ah this time it was too rushed, my place didn’t manage to get renovated in time, but soon we will start fixing up the guest rooms. Featuring a sea-view balcony, personally tested and clearly visible, later on everyone can gather here and watch together!"

"Our Guansi Town now even has observation platforms, and the offshore experiments will definitely not only happen this one time, everyone can come and scout out... cough, come and investigate first."

Noises of helicopters flying overhead again filled the air, and as the people who had run outside reluctantly began to go back indoors, they looked up and discovered—

"That’s not a patrol aircraft! That’s the national TV station’s!"

"They’re probably going to shoot footage, wonder if they will produce a video to broadcast."

"Does this mean it’s already safe? No more trouble?"

At this time, the helicopters flying out were not just one in number, and they were not all from the TV station; they definitely each had their own missions.

No matter what, at this moment, local residents, tourists from afar, with their very eyes all saw those helicopters flying toward where the typhoon once was.

Sunrays pierced through the torn clouds, casting beams of golden light, adding a holy filter to the blue marine world below.

Further in the distance, some planes soared into the clouds, reaching for the sky.

Perhaps they were collecting experimental data.

But to the residents, to the tourists, this scene held a grand, epic significance!

This wasn’t just a casual breeze that would be forgotten after passing by.

This was a precious image that would be deeply etched in the heart of every person who witnessed it, clear in their memories even when they were on their deathbeds.

Remembering the touch of the hair on one’s arms...

Remembering the messy cabin, the windows that touched one’s face...

Remembering the sea and the sky...

Remembering the "star river widescreen"...

All of these, so unforgettable!

This is the influence of a spectacle!

In the following years, Guansi Town will be a hot spot for tourism.

This observation platform, with its spacious decks.

It wasn’t any quieter than outside, quite noisy actually, with both exclamations and debates.

"How does it feel?"

"Fantastic!"

"Very successful!"

Feng Yi listened to the discussions around him as someone took a seat beside him.

It was Old Yuan from the Union Security Bureau’s Special Investigation Team.

Team Leader Yuan said, "I remember you were a supporter of the Butterfly Project from the start."

Feng Yi replied, "I have always been a supporter of the Butterfly Project."

Team Leader Yuan asked, "I heard about the voting meeting. After watching this offshore test, any thoughts?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "I still stand by my vote choice."

As he spoke, the smile faded, and his expression became serious:

"Success is good, but it is indeed not mature yet and still needs time to develop. We must remain vigilant with every offshore test! We cannot let our guard down!"

Reporters came over to interview Feng Yi as Team Leader Yuan stood up and left.

One of the team members from the special committee also heard their conversation and became curious.

Although the content of the voting meeting would not be made public, as members of the Special Investigation Team, they had accessed some information.

Feng Yi had said at the meeting that he intuitively sensed a hidden danger within, and it could lead to a major problem if anything went wrong.

"Why does Feng Yi insist on his choice? Is it based on his intuition?" the team member asked.

"People like them do indeed possess extraordinary intuition and an inexplicable accuracy!" Old Yuan said.

The team member was puzzled.

What kind of people are they?

"They" refers to who?