Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 125 - 108: Unless It’s Uncontrollable _2

Feng Yi: "..."

Is this perhaps the sense of ritual that the old butler insists on?

Last night before going to bed, Feng Yi told the butler to sleep in a bit longer in the morning, not to get up too early because he needed more rest at his age, as the old man had expended quite a bit of energy these past few days.

But now it seemed that the old man had his own ideas.

Observe and see.

Then check the news. There were items from Ji City as well as from Rong City. The app only displayed news selected by the butler; clicking on the titles would link to detailed articles on other websites.

Over in Ji City, when they left yesterday, parts of the city had already lifted the fog warning, although fog still shrouded Tan Mountain Gorge and surrounding areas. However, what the butler had selected for Feng Yi to see was a drone footage.

A tourist photographer had captured Tan Mountain Gorge with a drone. From high above, the mist in Tan Mountain Gorge looked like it was contained within the valley, the white vapor slowly moving through the gorge, leaving only the patterns of the rocks above visible. The massive Buddha statues on the cliff silently watched over everything with a smile.

Feng Yi took another look at the video’s online discussion popularity.

It wasn’t even in the top fifty; there were too many holiday topics, and videos from major tourist sites had overshadowed the news from Ji City’s Tan Mountain.

Lack of attention was also good for Feng Yi.

Looking at Rong City, the number of visitors to the open areas of Yue Mountain had exploded. With the increased number of migratory little swans, and the first group that arrived not leaving, an expert team observed that these little swans might very well stay in Rong City for the winter. To accommodate them, the relevant departments had cordoned off a new area where visitors were not allowed to enter; outside of it, they could stand and film.

Yue Xiu residential district, being closer, was managed even more strictly.

Feng Yi messaged the butler to ask how the procedures were going.

The butler replied promptly. As Feng Yi had expected, with the upgraded management, non-residents and new individuals needed many more documents to process, and that would take some time.

As for other news, whether social news, political news, or entertainment news, set them aside for now.

Feng Yi redirected his attention to filling his stomach.

Breakfast was rich and suited Feng Yi’s taste very well. He currently had no plans for a fitness diet; just eat it and that’s that!

It’s just that Feng Yi was distracted while eating breakfast, his mind kept wandering to what exactly had happened in the bedroom last night?

What on earth had caused that mark on the wall?

Feng Yi ate quickly and a lot. Not seeing the butler and others return after breakfast, he went upstairs to tidy up the room and took some photos with his phone.

Arriving at the balcony facing the river, Feng Yi looked out over the water.

Another flock of little swans had appeared here.

While Feng Yi had been away biking west, a swan had flown into his backyard. He remotely unlocked the backyard door to let the rescuer take the swan away.

But indeed, as the butler had mentioned, with Feng Yi’s departure, the active factors he had left behind in and around the house slowly dissipated, greatly reducing their effect on the little swans and other animals.

Having undergone this latest "incubation," Feng Yi had evolved into a new phase and could now better control his energy from leaking out, preventing the generation of stray active factors. This wouldn’t attract swans.

In theory, that was so.

Unless he failed to control it.

As he was thinking this, Feng Yi saw a little swan that had been swimming gracefully nearby suddenly flap its wings vigorously and after a few running steps, take straight off towards him. This time, its target was not the backyard but the second-floor balcony! It even looked like it wanted to go inside the house!

Feng Yi swiftly retreated as it flew over, grabbed the balcony door, and swiftly closed it, watching through the glass door as it stubbornly stayed on the balcony.

It even pecked at the door.

Feng Yi... took out his phone to contact the bird rescue personnel.

The number of rescuers responsible for this area had increased, and upon hearing Feng Yi report the situation here, they immediately came over.

This time two rescuers came, one whom Feng Yi had met before and another who was new. The rescuer Feng Yi recognized went upstairs to catch the swan.

After catching the little swan, Feng Yi followed the rescuer downstairs, where he saw Feng Bing chatting with the other rescuer in the living room.

Only to hear the burly Chef Bing, with a blush on his face and a hint of embarrassment, say, "I don’t have many points, only 700."

The rescuer facing him responded with an indescribable expression.

After the two rescuers left, Feng Yi asked Bing, "What points were you just talking about?"

"It’s the one connected to the Sixth Database, the one that’s universally accepted," Feng Bing replied.

"You have 700? That’s already a lot! Aren’t you a chef? Why do you have 700 points?" Feng Yi asked.

"I used to volunteer at a wildlife rescue station, where I was in charge of mixing animal feed."

Chef Bing had helped the rescue station improve animal feed, which earned him quite a lot of points. He had just been discussing bird feed with the rescuers, which is why they mentioned points.

"How many points do the other three have?" Feng Yi inquired.

"More than me, but not as much as you, boss."

Unlike Feng Yi’s situation, the four of them did indeed intentionally earn points by participating in many volunteer activities. While they didn’t earn much each time, it added up to several hundred points over time.

"Looking at it that way, you’ve spent quite some time as a volunteer. Before coming here, how did you arrange your regular work?" Feng Yi was curious.

"I attended cooking classes, got certified, and sometimes worked as a short-term chef at some restaurants."

"Do you face any difficulties in life?" Feng Yi asked again.

"No difficulties. Before I became an adult, Madam Feng supported me. After I came of age, I had part-time jobs and volunteered. It was all good."

The tall, burly young man smiled shyly, "When I worked at the rescue station, I got a bonus for improving the feed, and I also... sold a few patents."

Feng Yi: "..."

Such talent!

So, is Chef Bing actually quite wealthy?

"Then why did you come here? Because of my grandmother’s request?" Feng Yi asked.

"No, no, no, I volunteered!" Chef Bing looked serious, "I see this job as a challenge in my culinary career. To me, humans, non-humans, superhumans, there’s no big difference. As long as I can satisfy their palates, I feel a sense of achievement and happiness!"

Feng Yi automatically translated this in his mind, Chef Bing’s meaning: The species doesn’t matter; what matters is being able to fatten them up!

So...

"Humans, non-humans, superhumans, in your understanding, which category do I fit into?" Feng Yi asked.

Chef Bing hesitated, "That... I would have to judge based on your recipes, looking at the composition of the food and the nutrition pairings."

It was his first day at work, so he wasn’t familiar with everything yet and had a vague understanding.

During the conversation, the butler and the other three also returned.

The butler handed Bing his pass and briefly mentioned the property management procedure they had gone through that morning to Feng Yi.

As for the house renovation, the application had not been approved, but the butler seemed quite happy about that. The old butler had come here yesterday, and while Feng Yi went upstairs to sleep, he had lifted the living room carpet and photographed the cracked tiles, pasting the pictures in his notebook. He stayed up most of the night writing notes in a burst of energy.

Feng Yi was unaware that the old butler had recorded all the destruction caused by his weight changes, but looking at the butler’s ruddy complexion, he saw no signs of fatigue or weakness.

After returning, the butler continued arranging matters, telling Feng Yi that Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding were going to go shopping later.

Jia would drive, Yi was to prepare some daily necessities and possible office items, and Bing would go grocery shopping for food.

Ding asked Feng Yi if he needed companionship, but upon receiving a negative reply, decided to go out for a stroll and help the others as well.

"Yi, get me a high-definition camera, the convenient kind for the bedroom."

Feng Yi showed Feng Qi several models he found online, "Buy whichever one you find."

He just wanted to know what had happened last night and whether it would happen again tonight. If he could record it, he would know the answer.

The camera didn’t need to be sophisticated; it just had to have high-definition night vision capabilities. It shouldn’t be overly intelligent with features like auto-recognizing living creatures, sending alarms, or uploading backups.

Thinking of something, Feng Yi added, "If all of these models are available, choose the sturdiest one."