Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 866 - 551 What did you see?_2

We can no longer access the internet here.

Before the cutoff, someone saw content analyzed by meteorological experts on social media.

"So we still have to weather the typhoon first. I hear this typhoon is out of the ordinary."

The analyses of those professionals were not optimistic.

"Would mountains weaken the typhoon?"

"The coastal terrain in our area is not very undulating, so it won’t. Other places have mountains, but even if the typhoon encounters high terrain, whether the outcome is good or bad is unpredictable."

Would the typhoon weaken from then on, or would it increase in intensity, bringing more severe winds and rainfall?

We had never encountered this before, with no precedents to refer to.

The entire Zone N7 had never experienced such a powerful typhoon!

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Ancestor Factory Headquarters Building.

Feng Yi felt slightly relieved to learn that Feng Shou and the others had successfully made it to the acquisition station. He didn’t know how long that station could hold out, but it was much better than those fragile residential houses.

The things Feng Shou said on the phone about spending money on zodiac signs, although Feng Yi had never heard of them, he could understand.

Spending money on zodiac signs, in a way, was also a kind of mark.

The people who made these zodiac coins imprinted their own markers on them.

Feng Yi could recognize the ones he made, as well as those from the previous generation, the generation before that, and the even older coins with a special "patina" of the zodiac signs.

Keen sense of smell combined with the perception of markers, if one already knew the rough location of the other party, finding them was not difficult.

Feng Shou’s phone call also reminded Geng Yang.

He instructed people to pay attention to those peripheral office locations.

He wondered whether the people there had been diligent, whether they had cut corners during the safety upgrades, whether there had been any perfunctory measures, or any other issues?

With so many uncertainties, these minor locations were not opened to the public.

Nevertheless, the latest fragmented news online indicated that people who failed to evacuate from the disaster areas would prioritize seeking refuge at Ancestral Factory facilities when they had no other options. If there were no warehouses available, they would look for office sites, or otherwise find an acquisition station to take shelter in.

Geng Yang had specifically ordered someone to watch closely to prevent criminals from committing atrocities under the guise of the Ancestral Factory’s insignia.

During a TV interview, Geng Yang also made a point to mention this.

While Geng Yang was downstairs undergoing the interview, Feng Yi was upstairs in his office, contemplating solutions.

He himself didn’t have the ability to directly hit the typhoon; his development was insufficient, his power limited.

Perhaps the powerful ancestors of a million years ago could manage, but now, their descendants, whose living environment had been compressed and whose development was restricted, were incapable.

Now, even if Feng Yi wanted to save Zone N7, it was not something he could do alone. freёnovelkiss.com

What else can I do?

Saving one person is possible, two is possible... but what about a million, ten million?

Feng Yi flicked the zodiac coin with his finger, making it spin.

The coin emitted a trembling metallic sound.

A’que, quietly sitting in a corner, looked over.

In Feng Yi’s office, it was just the two of them – him and A’que.

At that moment, A’que suddenly said, "I occasionally see some very vague images in my dreams."

Feng Yi looked at him with surprise.

A’que’s eyes were calm and unrippled, and although his eye shape was different, sometimes when he looked at someone, his gaze was very much like Feng Yi’s in certain states.

"She said it’s the influence of genes, after all, I have inherited the genes of the previous individual."

Feng Yi: "Your grandmother?"

"Yes. She said genes are a miraculous thing, they hold too many secrets."

A’que looked at Feng Yi, "My physical limitations prevent me from seeing more, but you can. Don’t let anxiety occupy your mind. You might want to look at your genes, and perhaps you’ll find the answers you seek."

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Yue Geng Yang had an interview following the incident in Zone N7, and the Ancestor Factory did indeed have many positive points to publicize.

Given Yue Geng Yang’s style, he would naturally not miss such an opportunity, but the storm in Zone N7 was just beginning, filled with uncertainty. He was more conservative in his responses during the interview.

The interviewer believed they understood Yue Geng Yang’s concerns; the reliability of the Ancestor Factory’s warehouses in Zone N7 could only be determined after the storm passed.

But in fact, the concerns mentioned by the reporter were just one aspect of what Yue Geng Yang was worried about. There were more important factors he would not discuss with outsiders.

After the interview, Yue Geng Yang received a message and left in a hurry.

He waited for a while at the private elevator. When the doors opened, a well-dressed elder stepped out.

The butler, having finished his business in Yang City and unable to stay put any longer, had come to the Ancestor Factory Headquarters Building.

Yue Geng Yang was always very polite to this elder.

"Why have you come?" he asked.

"I’m worried," the butler said.

Yue Geng Yang led him into another elevator, entered a password, and they ascended.

Knowing why the butler had come at this time, Yue Geng Yang didn’t beat around the bush, "Feng Yi is in the office... in deep thought."

The butler immediately became anxious, "Is the psychological pressure still great?"

The butler didn’t concern himself with others; no matter how big the outside issue, it had nothing to do with him. He just cared about this one person.

The issue in Zone N7 wasn’t Feng Yi’s responsibility. It was propelled by the overly frequent near-sea tests; every single affirmative vote in the council had to take responsibility for it!

"Perhaps he just wants to do something within his power," Yue Geng Yang said.

"He has done so already!"

Soon the two of them reached Feng Yi’s office. When the door opened, what they saw was Ren, sitting pretentiously at the office desk.

Both the butler and Yue Geng Yang had a twitch in their eyelids.

"Where is he?" the butler frowned.

Yue Geng Yang, who was a step behind, stayed silent. He picked up his phone, and sure enough, there was a message from Feng Yi.

Feng Yi hadn’t called him directly during the interview but had left a message saying he was going out for a walk.

Now the question was—where did he go? How far had he gone?

Was "going for a walk" an appropriate way to put it?

And he had asked not to tell the butler, to save the old man from worrying too much.

Yue Geng Yang quickly glanced at the butler in front of him.

He indeed hadn’t said anything, but the butler had come in person!

Behind the desk, under the butler’s intense gaze, Ren said helplessly, "Don’t look at me. I’m just a working Ren."

The butler turned his gaze to the corner sofa.

A’que, without any fear, calmly returned the look: What are you looking at?

The butler took a deep breath:

"Genetically, you’re considered one of his elders. Young people can be a bit impulsive sometimes. It’s only proper to offer advice and care."

"No need," A’que said.

"...Why would he suddenly go out? Is there any danger?"

"He just saw something."

"What something?"

"Something you can’t see."

"..."