Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 821 - 527 Resupply

Across the ocean, near a certain coastline, Schroder Pharmaceutical Factory was still operating as usual.

At least that’s how it looked from the outside.

Occasionally, city residents would drive by and, upon seeing the Schroder Pharmaceutical logo, would point at the peculiar eye-like symbol and criticize the factory’s strange aesthetic.

The owner of the pharmaceutical factory, Norman Schroder, was also dealing with affairs in his office as usual, at least in the eyes of the company employees.

With work at a pause, Schroder was alone in his office, deep in thought.

He had learned through an encrypted email that the operation against Feng Yi and his bodyguard had failed.

Disappointing, but not surprising.

After all, being a high-level executive of the Ancestor Factory, the security measures were bound to be extensive, and it wouldn’t be so easy to achieve his goal.

This time, he had persuaded an investor who happened to be in Yang City to make a move.

If he had succeeded, he would have obtained the much-coveted blood sample.

And even though he had failed, it had to some extent proved his hypothesis—Feng Yi’s bodyguard was likely the product of some genetic experiment, and both Feng Yi and the Ancestor Factory behind him were benefiting from it!

It was a pity to fail this time, but it didn’t matter; there would be other opportunities to obtain the blood sample.

No, just a blood sample was too limited.

Next time, if there was a chance, it would be best to capture both the bodyguard and Feng Yi and bring them to the lab!

Feng Yi might have survived this time, but he might not escape the next!

Besides this matter, what Schroder cared about most was the drug-resistant individual that had appeared not long ago.

He was just waiting to capture the tolerant individual to develop a stabilizing agent and then produce "Reverse Clock"—a miracle drug that could reverse an individual’s biological age!

Theoretically, the blood therapy using "Reverse Clock" could rejuvenate a person from a state of near death and aging to a reverse in physiological age!

No matter how much it could reverse, it would certainly make people younger than they were before taking the drug!

It was for this very reason that the investors behind Schroder had been providing financial support all along, including that one from Yang City!

To persuade that investor to act, Schroder promised that once "Reverse Clock" was developed, the investor would be among the first users.

Who could resist the temptation of "age reversal" when, despite having endless power and wealth, enjoying world luxuries, fame, and undiminished ambition, one’s body was already aging and frail?

Schroder was thinking about how to pull in more support from the various investors when suddenly, he received another encrypted email—

The drug-tolerant individual had escaped again!

Reading this message, Schroder almost smashed his computer.

The people he had sent to track down the tolerant individual had already failed more than once.

Time and again, they had come so close!

Schroder reclined in his chair, closed his eyes, and furrowed his brow tightly.

Nothing was going his way!

The only comfort he could find was that others hadn’t succeeded either.

Yes, others.

Apart from Schroder’s group and the United Investigative Team, there were others searching for the drug-resistant individual.

During the search, many previously well-concealed individuals or groups had surfaced. These people had also bought the drug through certain channels and taken the pills dispersed by Schroder, and now that they were aware of the fatal hidden dangers, they were looking for a solution.

Somehow the information leaked that there was a tolerant individual, and therefore all parties were set in motion.

The workload of the United Investigative Team increased drastically, and they had detained quite a few people. In this way, those people had actually relieved some of Schroder’s pressure and bought him some time.

Schroder knew he had to capture the tolerant individual before the United Investigative Team got to him!

As he pondered, Schroder suddenly opened his eyes.

The tolerant individual should be real...right?

It had been confirmed not to be bait thrown by the investigation team, so the likelihood of it being real was still very high!

A slight smile curled at the corner of Schroder’s mouth. Just the thought of the tolerant individual, just the thought of "Reverse Clock," made him uncontrollably excited.

It had to be real!

Otherwise, who would lay such bait at a time like this?

Schroder recalled the information he knew and sorted through his logical chain.

Then, his smile gradually faded.

He suddenly felt an uneasy sensation.

If it was bait, who would set such a tempting trap?

Throwing out such a precisely targeted, massive temptation would attract everyone in the know.

Anyone who could receive such information, those who had taken the drug, those who had researched the drug, those investigating the drug, and the supporters behind the laboratories, would all be compelled to act.

Schroder tapped his forehead.

He always had the feeling that behind all this, someone was watching and waiting for the right moment to act!

At some moment while sorting through information, he inexplicably remembered his teacher’s research base from decades ago, the experimental project that was destroyed overnight by an "unknown existence."

Schroder abruptly stood up from his chair.

To be safe, it was best to relocate as soon as possible!

——

In a major domestic city’s international airport.

Team Leader Yuan from the United Nations Bureau’s special investigation team, along with several other members investigating the drug event, were about to board a plane flying to the other side of the ocean.

The drug event was a multinational joint investigation; Team Leader Yuan and his colleagues had just finished their work in China and had now narrowed down the source of the drug production to a certain extent.

That is to say, barring any unexpected events, it wouldn’t take long before they could identify the true mastermind behind it all.

They had received news that the investigators across the ocean were facing resistance and had encountered new difficulties. Someone was deliberately causing confusion and interference, delaying their progress.

This resistance came from within, perhaps even from certain higher-ups. That’s why there was an even greater need to dispatch more staff to speed up the process!

Team Leader Yuan and his colleagues were going to strengthen cooperation. They did not want to find that after all their efforts, the mastermind had slipped away first!

Before taking off, Team Leader Yuan once again inquired about the situation on the other side of the ocean, and the group gathered together to discuss.

"We can’t fly direct this trip. There’s a storm coming on their side, so we have to go somewhere else first and see how the weather turns out before deciding how to get there, whether by plane or by car."

"The timing is indeed not very good. The storm warning they issued will definitely affect the flights, but it shouldn’t last too long."

"There’s new progress on their end, the scope has been further narrowed down, and the task force is getting ready. Maybe by the time we get there, we can still catch up."

The group discussed among themselves.

Team Leader Yuan suddenly asked, "What’s the situation with Feng Yi now?"

Someone beside him said, "Ever since the interception incident, Feng Yi hasn’t appeared in public. Today he entered the Ancestor Factory Headquarters Building with bodyguard escort and hasn’t been seen coming out."

They had always sent people to keep an eye on the activities of the Ancestral Factory and, of course, Feng Yi.

Though the investigation team cooperated with the Ancestral Factory, when it came to matters of medicine, they were also wary of the Ancestral Factory.

Feng Yi, as a special decision-maker within the Ancestral Factory, was naturally one of their key points of attention.

Those present knew that Team Leader Yuan and one of Feng Yi’s elders were old acquaintances and that Yuan had known Feng Yi since a very early time. On the day Feng Yi was ambushed, Team Leader Yuan had even made a personal call to inquire about it.

But they also understood Team Leader Yuan’s character; him suddenly bringing up Feng Yi at this moment was definitely not because of personal relations.

"Old Yuan, do you suspect that there will be some movement from the Ancestral Factory?"

Team Leader Yuan shook his head and did not articulate what exactly he was thinking but simply said, "Keep watching it."

"Don’t worry, we’ve got several people on it. The Ancestral Factory has indeed been a bit active these past two days, but they seemed to only be concerned with the incident that happened to Feng Yi that night and not much else."

Hearing this, Team Leader Yuan did not bring up Feng Yi or the Ancestral Factory again. But he couldn’t shake an odd feeling inside.

Just a moment ago, out of the blue, he thought of Feng Yi’s grandaunt whom he had met when he was younger. The psychological pressure she had brought upon him still lingered to this day.

And then his thoughts turned back to Feng Yi.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that the young man shouldn’t be so compliant.

To actually take advice and hide out in the headquarters of the Ancestral Factory?

...

On an island far from the mainland.

Beneath a sky obscured by clouds, the waves lashed at the beach with an urgent force.

But amid the relentless ocean waves, a figure stepped steadily onto the shore.

Most of the reconstruction on the island had been completed, and there were no outsiders present. During this period, only Xin was living comfortably there, all alone.

Oh, and the island’s iguanas were also living quite comfortably, keeping their figures plump.

At this moment, seeing the person emerging from the sea, Xin passed over a bathrobe with a smile, "The food is already prepared! A few dishes have gone cold; I’ll reheat them for you!"

He only talked more when facing Feng Yi; with others, he reverted to being socially anxious.

After all, in Xin’s view, Feng Yi didn’t count as a "person."

Feng Yi walked towards the house, "No need to reheat it, it doesn’t matter."

Being able to eat was fine; he wasn’t so fussy, and he was in a hurry.

This island was also a supply station for Feng Yi.

Having swum a good distance consumed some of his energy, but he wasn’t really that hungry, though he could still eat.

Gathering more energy, eating well would help him get to work.

He was off to resolve some historical issues.