Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 203 - 166 How Do You Prove_2

Worried that these people weren’t taking it seriously, Steve added, "The last person who learned from Feng Yi to catch snakes was bitten by a venomous snake and ended up in the hospital. And that was just a poisonous snake; with a crocodile this size, you might not even have the chance to make it to the hospital!"

Steve didn’t know how Cheng Si had been bitten by the Trimeresurus stejnegeri snake during the scientific investigation but had some guesses, although he wasn’t certain. Still, he took the opportunity to mention Cheng Si’s incident as an example.

"Miami crocodiles are relatively mild-mannered, but that’s all relative, and there are individual differences too. This one is particularly irritable."

After finishing, Steve looked towards Warren and repeated it in a foreign language before asking Warren to also give some advice.

Warren quickly said, "Right, right! People are different, you guys don’t have..."

Warren originally wanted to say "ancestral DNA," but felt it wasn’t scientific enough, so he changed it to:

"You don’t have the talent, experience, or strength."

Pan Weining and the others agreed with this.

Although they had received some basic training before coming to Florida, they nonetheless lacked significant hands-on experience and the confidence to deal with such large crocodiles.

Now, reflecting on Feng Yi’s actions just now, they realized his approach wasn’t exactly a blind spot for the crocodile and could hardly be considered calm.

On the contrary, his movements were swift as he slid right up to the crocodile’s mouth, which was practically suicidal. Ordinary people couldn’t do such a thing.

And even less so, manage to clamp the crocodile’s mouth so accurately and forcefully!

To hold a crocodile’s mouth of such size, how strong must one be?

They had never tried it and didn’t want to.

In short, as long as it was awesome, that was enough!

Not to mention Pan Weining and the others had no idea how Feng Yi possessed such badass crocodile-catching skills, even Steve himself didn’t know why it was possible!

"Now, Feng Yi, you can let go of it. Be careful! Remember the techniques you learned at the training base, stay alert! Do you need any tools?"

Steve was watching closely. He was indeed worried that Feng Yi might pull off another astonishing feat.

"No need for tools. Shall I let go now?"

Feng Yi looked at the crocodile before him. He truly didn’t feel any aggressive intent from this crocodile, and he wasn’t afraid of it being fierce.

On the contrary, Feng Yi was looking forward to it.

If the crocodile charged at him again, he could roll around in the water with it!

What a great opportunity!

He was so excited that the scales in his boots were coming out!

However, once released, the Miami crocodile flicked its tail, turned around, and swam off quickly.

Feng Yi looked disappointed.

Those watching from the side: "..."

What the hell are you disappointed about!!

"Hurry up and come out! How much longer are you going to stand in the water?!" Steve urged.

Once Feng Yi got onto the shore, and everyone had made it to a safe area from where they could detect any unusual movements around, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Steve, too, was quite frightened and wanted to say something to Feng Yi, but looking at the others, he held back and checked his phone instead.

He had just taken pictures of the crocodile, focusing on its tail, so the research center could see the markings clearly. The research center had already replied.

After checking the messages, Steve looked up and told the others, "This Miami crocodile is on file at the research center, and they’ve been tracking it for study. Its temper is indeed quite volatile. Moreover, it has chased after anglers multiple times. You guys are really unlucky to have encountered it here. Near the coast, there are many areas set aside for tourists to fish without worrying about crocodile attacks."

Steve then said a few words to Warren in a foreign language, and Warren agreed, "Yeah, there are quite a few people who go fishing in the swamps; it’s really dangerous without some serious skills, and some have been fished away while fishing."

As a local, Warren was very aware of the behavior of those who fished in the swamps - they simply couldn’t be controlled.

Did those anglers not know about the dangers inside?

No! They all knew!

But they found it novel and exciting!

If the kids swimming in the swamps couldn’t be controlled, how could those fishing be?

"A friend of mine is in charge of swamp rescues, and he always gets all sorts of strange distress calls. They come in during both the dry and rainy seasons. There have been cases where people teased the crocodiles during mating season and got chased into residential areas."

Warren’s words were somewhat understandable to Pan Weining and the others, who showed discomfort on their faces. This was all for a different kind of experience, wasn’t it?

The plan was to go fishing if they couldn’t catch any pythons, and if they didn’t catch anything while fishing, they’d continue searching for pythons.

Who would have thought they would be so unlucky!

Not only did they encounter a large crocodile, but it also chased people!

"You should be grateful it’s not mating season now. Crocodiles get more emotional then, the aggressive ones get even more aggressive, they chase you faster, maybe even more persistently, and you can easily get bitten," Steve said.

Pan Weining and the others repeatedly assured that they would remember this lesson and wouldn’t take any uncertain risks again.

Pan Weining canceled the order with the private rescue team, letting them know they didn’t need to come as the crisis was resolved.

They wanted to pay a reward since Feng Yi had been busy until now, and had also saved them. They felt they had to show their appreciation.

Feng Yi refused.

"It was nothing."

Pan Weining approached Feng Yi and sincerely said, "Anyway, thanks a lot! I owe you one. Let’s exchange contact information. If you come back to the country and have time to visit Jing City, I’ll be the host."

After exchanging contact details, Feng Yi and his two companions escorted them to the highway, watched them leave by car, and then returned to the boat to continue deeper into the swamp.

Once back in the car, Pan Weining and the others relaxed, and without strangers around, they spoke more freely.

"Was that Feng Yi just now? The famed Brother Se? Damn, he’s so badass!"

"I always thought the people online were exaggerating, just hyping him up."

"Do you think the Union Protection Agency would recognize someone based on hype?" Pan Weining retorted.

"I realize my mistake now. You really can’t judge a book by its cover! How should I put it? Many times, you might agree with someone’s theoretical analysis, but emotionally, you don’t accept it, even thinking your own views are correct. No matter what others say, I always stick to my own opinions. But having encountered this situation and witnessing it firsthand, now I know what a master’s duel is all about!"

At this moment, Pan Weining’s brother, Pan Youning, had deeper reflections, "Perhaps what you think is a matter of life and death is nothing but a light trifle to a master."

While saying this, Pan Youning even mimicked the gesture Feng Yi made when grabbing the crocodile’s mouth.

"Just a gentle pinch and squeeze, then a roll... So impressive! I declare, from now on, Feng Yi is my idol!"

The person sitting in the passenger seat then said, "Big Pan, after you told me yesterday, I thought he was just creating buzz to get into the entertainment industry. I underestimated him! Ah, Big Pan, I recorded a video just now. Can I post it online?"

"I’ll ask."

Pan Weining watched the video from his friend and then forwarded it to Feng Yi for his opinion.

At that moment, Feng Yi was also chatting with someone. He saw Pan Weining’s message and quickly replied.

Pan Weining read the response and told the person in the passenger seat, "He says his actions shouldn’t be used as a reference, and we definitely shouldn’t upload it online to mislead people."

"That’s a pity, the scene just now was so cool!" the person in the passenger seat sighed, not wanting to give up but feeling compelled to ask, "What if we just post a few photos, would that be okay?"

He carefully selected two photos and sent them to Pan Weining.

Pan Weining forwarded them to Feng Yi again to ask.

Soon he said, "Feng Yi said it’s okay, but your face must be blurred; he doesn’t want the media bothering him."

In the past few days during this python hunting event, they had seen many media vehicles from different countries, including government agencies, local TV stations, and online media.

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"Understandable. I know what to do!"

The person spoke as he processed the faces in the photos, then posted them on domestic and international social media platforms, vividly narrating his experiences of the day.

He didn’t mention Feng Yi by name, only referred to him as a highly skilled young expert.

Pan Weining saw the post, clicked on it, and said, "Is this what you call blurring?"

"I did blur it! I Photoshopped sunglasses and a mask on him."

"Who the hell wouldn’t recognize that’s Brother Se!"