Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 847 - 544 I’m Not, I Didn’t

There seemed to be a muffled sound, as if the ground shook slightly, but it wasn’t noticeable.

So, when the singing trio snapped back to reality, they thought it was just an illusion. Witnessing that scene just now also sent a strong jolt from deep within!

The wind suddenly picked up—could it have been the sound of the wind shaking the parachute that shocked their eardrums?

The sudden change in wind speed could affect the safety of landing; they also wondered if the person who just fell was alright.

The live stream camera clearly caught that moment, and although the frame shook a bit, it was already a little shaky because of the sudden wind, so no one would associate it with the tremor of the ground.

At this time, the online viewers in the live room were all focused on the scene they had just seen.

[Going this big?!]

[Is this an accidental event, or deliberately arranged? A publicity stunt? Did someone invest, finally willing to burn through some cash?!]

[The person who fell just now was dressed like an astronaut, but it looked a bit different upon closer inspection. What exactly are they doing?]

[That person should be okay, right... He moved! He moved!]

The trio holding musical instruments had already lost interest in the live camera; they were watching the person who had just landed.

The boldest one tentatively asked, "Hello? Are you all right?"

Under their watchful eyes, the well-wrapped person unstrapped their parachute and waved at them as a response, a greeting.

The trio, still stunned, waved back.

Just as they were about to say something, they heard the sound of a motorcycle.

A motorcycle, looking like a wild buffalo, was speeding along a dirt path, kicking up dust as it came barreling down, stopping not far away within a few breaths of time.

The motorcyclist, dressed in a bike suit, looked as untamed as the bike.

His robust figure stood out in the wilderness, exuding an unmistakable "do not mess with me" vibe, even before he took off his helmet.

The motorcyclist got off the bike and walked towards them.

The trio instinctively took a step back.

They only took one step back because they observed that the motorcyclist was heading towards the person who had just fallen.

They watched nervously, not thinking much more, when they noticed other movements.

A motorcade started arriving—several RVs and many muscular off-road vehicles. This kind of lineup was more than ordinary people could muster!

The trio huddled closer, shivering.

Had they stumbled into some secret operation?

Could they leave here alive?!

The wilderness was good for singing out loud, but it was also good for burying bodies!

Their knees felt weak.

...

Feng Yi managed... well, he managed to land, after all.

When he landed, he noticed people below him, so he adjusted the wind direction a bit; other than that, everything went rather smoothly.

Now he just needed to take a moment to make sure everything unusual about him had returned to normal.

A’que came over and whispered a few words to him, and soon, the others had arrived as well.

Feng Yi looked towards the three people doing the live stream and walked over to them.

The helpless trio, seeing the person in the "space suit" approaching, resisted the urge to step back but were tense.

The person reached them, took off their helmet, and revealed a handsome face with black hair and black eyes.

Uh?

Looks a bit familiar, like they had seen him somewhere before.

"I’m really sorry to disturb you!" the person said.

"No... uh, no disturbance!"

They waved their hands repeatedly, then stepped aside and pointed behind them:

"We-we-we... are doing a live stream!"

All the online viewers are watching! Even if you want to bury bodies, think about it!

"I’m very, very sorry to have intruded here, purely by mistake! I hope you can forgive us; we’ll leave right away!" the trio said tremulously.

Feng Yi smiled amiably, "I should say, it’s me who interrupted your live stream."

At that moment, A’que came over with a phone, signaling Feng Yi to answer it.

Ding, temporarily acting as an assistant to Feng Yi, then chatted with the trio about how to handle the subsequent issues.

Feng Yi took the phone and went into one of the RVs.

The suit he was wearing was uncomfortable to sit in any off-road vehicle and made it inconvenient to do anything.

Behind him, Jia and the others went to collect the parachutes and other items, and they also tidied up the scene, particularly the "bit" of mess Feng Yi had made when landing.

In the farther RV, members sent by the Andre Faction to guide were all inside; they couldn’t get near that area, just waiting inside the vehicle.

At this time, several of them were leaning at the window, looking outside.

"Feng Yi Team members seem fairly relaxed; they must have been quite successful." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"Just not sure if anyone got hurt."

"Even if injured, it can’t be serious; he could still walk normally."

They relayed what they saw to Andrei as soon as they could.

At that moment, the live streaming trio, having tidied up quickly, drove off and left the scene very fast.

Unable to see Feng Yi’s motorcade anymore, they remained uneasy until they reached the city, where the increase in people and vehicles around them allowed them to finally breathe easier, their faces glowing with excitement!

By then, they had figured out that Feng Yi was doing extreme parachuting.

That was Feng Yi, indeed!

No wonder he looked familiar; they had come across plenty of news about Feng Yi before.

Mainly, Feng Yi was around their age but was worlds apart in value, a figure who could rank among the top globally!

During an important voting meeting of the Butterfly Project back then, Feng Yi also qualified to vote there.

The clearer they were about the significance of a person like Feng Yi, the more excited they got.

"Just now, I thought we were dealing with some mysterious crisis!" one of them exhaled heavily, relaxing his nerves.

Another one also laughed, "I got such a shock just now!"