Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 862 - 550: Orthodox

The anomaly typhoon in Zone N7 attracted global attention.

It appeared at a place where it should not have been, with an unbelievably forceful demeanor.

Media from various countries were tracking it in real-time, and the online discussions were incessantly high.

"...based on predictions from the Butterfly Model, there’s a high probability that it will linger on land for a long time after making landfall; undoubtedly, this will cause severe disaster damages to the entire Zone N7!"

"In the parts of Zone N7 where it hasn’t rained yet, local residents captured very beautiful crepuscular rays!"

"Military forces from Country X have been deployed to assist with the evacuation of the people..."

Online, citizens from different parts of Zone N7 who were evacuating uploaded photos and videos.

These photos and videos were shared by marketing accounts, which let more people know about everything that was happening there.

Some people were focused on the spectacular cloud formations before the typhoon’s arrival.

Some cared about the chaotic and miserable scenes of the evacuating citizens.

Some analyzed the abnormal behaviors of the animals there.

And some...

[The Cooperative Defense Bureau used to be so imposing, and you pushed forward the Butterfly Project. Now you are hiding?! Do you even remember that you are supposed to be a joint defense organization?!]

[There’s no need to blame the Cooperative Defense Bureau. Many members are on the ground helping with the evacuations; they haven’t left.]

[Why not just knock down this typhoon!]

[Stop it, in the current situation, using meteorological weapons at such a time, aren’t you afraid of adverse effects?]

Now everyone had realized that weather isn’t something that will leave you alone if you don’t provoke it.

If someone else provokes it, you suffer too!

[Who could have expected that while the experimental areas were causing a huge racket, the bystanders would end up being sacrificial lambs!]

[Just goes to show how unpredictable life is.]

Before long, the media released new news with a photo featuring two investigators from the Cooperative Defense Bureau standing in front of a shelter provided by Ancestral Factory.

Beneath the gloomy dark sky, the snake emblem representing Ancestral Factory was particularly noticeable.

[In times like these, the Ancestral Factory is reliable. It’s not that other companies don’t want to provide space; they just can’t match its defenses!]

[You’re telling me that’s a warehouse? Doesn’t it look more like some kind of secret base?]

[That warehouse looks sturdy! It should withstand the typhoon.]

[They contributed twenty-three warehouses at once, all of the same scale?]

[There were friends with mobility issues who couldn’t evacuate in time; they’ve been taken to a nearby Ancestral Factory warehouse already! Thank you, Ancestral Factory!]

In such a crisis moment, by contributing twenty-three high-quality large warehouses, Ancestral Factory topped the trending searches.

Of course, the photographs appearing in the news were cropped to omit some inappropriate visuals, like the security guards stationed at the warehouses and certain types of security installations around the premises among others.

In space, at the Butterfly Project Space Station.

"Still unable to lock on?"

"Yes ... that’s what the command center reported."

"Without being able to lock on, we won’t be able to strike the typhoon. This time, Zone N7 may have to endure it on their own; they will face an extremely severe disaster test!"

"All we can do is to properly analyze and record this disaster."

This was an anomalous typhoon, but it could provide extremely valuable data for a more perfect upgrade of the big model.

Saying upgrade might not be appropriate, a more precise term would be a reshaping.

However, the cost of reshaping the Butterfly Model was somewhat high.

"Great endeavors inevitably require sacrifices," said one of the leaders.

There were also engineers from Zone N7 on the space station, and they were very unstable emotionally. Even though the leader promised to dispatch a plane to pick up their families immediately, what about the other people in their country?

...

Andrei was also paying attention to Zone N7.

Others had to get news from the internet and from other people, but Andrei had his space exploration project and collaborated with the Butterfly Project, receiving news much faster and more extensively than most people.

At that moment, Andrei was looking at the anomaly radar image coming through the computer.

"Another malfunction?"

Andrei tapped the screen unhappily.

"Is the electronic environment complex there?" he asked.

Could there be some military forces conducting electronic warfare there?

"No, sir," replied a nearby work assistant.

"Ok, rule out ’electronic warfare’!" Andrei took a few breaths of oxygen and continued to grumble.

He browsed a few news articles and saw someone saying "Quickly use meteorological weapons to knock down the typhoon in Zone N7."

Andrei immediately counterattacked.

What are you hitting?!

If we take this one down, what if a hurricane suddenly jumps to our side? What do we do then?

While browsing the news, Andrei remembered something.

"Oh, I just realized, the representatives of these countries in Zone N7, at the voter meeting during the recent sea experiment, mostly cast favorable votes!"

"Oh~ I wonder if they regret it now..."

"This time, it’s almost certain that it was that recent sea experiment that triggered abnormal weather in multiple countries’ maritime areas and cities worldwide. It also contributed to the formation of the typhoon in Zone N7."

"Now that other places are back to normal, maybe because Zone N7 attracted the ’firepower’? Who knows, the weather system is a very complex system." freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Oh~ I believe after this, the investors related to the Butterfly Project will watch carefully..."

Just as he was conversing with himself, Andrei scrolled to the news about Ancestral Factory providing twenty-three warehouses as temporary shelters.

He glanced at the wording in the news and then evaluated the direction of public opinion online.

"Here we go again!"

Andrei felt as if he was seeing Yue Gongyang’s hypocritical and cunning face again!