Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 247 - 188 Eating at 12 o’clock, Hungry by 12:30_1

Chapter 247: Chapter 188 Eating at 12 o’clock, Hungry by 12:30_1

During the day, I met with Old Man Feng, which attracted the attention of various members of the Feng Family. I even received probing messages from people I hadn’t contacted in years on my phone.

I ignored them and even blocked a few numbers.

At night, I got a call from Feng Chi.

Feng Chi sounded particularly excited, but it wasn’t about the inheritance or why Old Man Feng was looking for him. Instead, it was—

"Bro, what did you do to Feng Qian?!"

I didn’t know what to say at first, so after thinking for a moment, I asked, "Didn’t you ask him?"

"I did! But as soon as I asked, he became all flushed with embarrassment and refused to say more than half a word. If I pressed on, all I got was ’None of your damn business’, tsk... Considering his temperament, I thought you two had fought, but it didn’t seem like it. Even if he lost a fight, he wouldn’t react like this. It’s more like he’s taken a huge blow and his mindset has collapsed," Feng Chi said with a tone that hinted he hadn’t had enough of the drama.

"Nobody in the old house said anything?" I asked. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Those people in the old house are all Old Man Feng’s folks, and this year he has tightened control over them. It’s virtually impossible to find out exactly what happened or the details," Feng Chi said regretfully, then continued to press, "So, what did you actually do to him?"

"Nothing much, I just picked him up and put him in a flowerpot."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Feng Chi burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

While laughing, Feng Chi commented, "It’s such a pity! I didn’t get to see it for myself, and I can’t access the surveillance footage from the old house either. Why didn’t you take a photo at that moment..."

He said that, but if I had taken a photo then, Feng Qian would probably have blown a fuse and wouldn’t have let the matter go so easily.

Having been lifted into a flowerpot, Feng Qian didn’t dare to confront me physically. He recognized the situation; he knew he couldn’t overpower me in terms of strength, and there was no one around to help him, so he could only stew in his anger. But if it were about face in front of others, he would probably have thrown caution to the wind. If it turned into a serious fight, the people in the old house wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

Besides, I didn’t have such an interest.

I didn’t hold so much hatred towards the other members of the Feng Family as to push someone to that point.

"By the way, what are your plans next? There’s a family banquet at the old house on the fifteenth of the first month," Feng Chi said.

"The fifteenth of the first month? I have other arrangements. I also need to go to the new Natural Science Museum during the day; they have invited me to their opening ceremony," I replied, and after thinking a bit more, added, "Even if I didn’t have arrangements, I wouldn’t go to the old house’s family banquet."

"Alright. By the way, which Natural Science Museum are you talking about?"

I gave Feng Chi the address of the new museum. It could easily be found online, and the museum had already started promoting the event many days in advance—there was plenty of news about it online.

Feng Chi took note and said, "I haven’t been paying attention to that, but I think I’ve heard someone mention it in another chat group. Is it interesting? I might go and take a look as well."

"Whether it’s interesting or not depends on personal tastes. The Natural Science Museum is just that kind of place; if you’re interested, go have a look, but there’s no need to join the crowd if you’re not," I said.

"Will there be many people there on the fifteenth of the first month?"

"I don’t know. Pre-sales for tickets have already started, and I’ve heard they’re selling well," I said.

"I’ll go too! But when the time comes, let’s pretend we don’t know each other."

"Understood."

After speaking with me, Feng Chi searched for the news online and pulled up a chat group with his relatives. This group consisted of his maternal side, including cousins of his generation. He remembered that this museum was mentioned last time in this group.

Just then, he saw his cousin who was in middle school talking about going to the new Natural Science Museum on the fifteenth of the first month and asking if a few people wanted to go so they could buy tickets together.

Feng Chi hurriedly sent a message: [Buy one for me too.]

His cousin was surprised, [Are you drunk? Did you read that right? I’m talking about the Natu-ral Sci-ence Museum!]

Feng Chi: [Exactly that museum, I heard there’s a Titan Serpent, I’m going to see the snake!]

His cousin corrected him:

[It’s a titanoboa, a model! The museum exhibits are all specimens or models. Are you sure you want to go?]

Feng Chi: [Yes, get me a ticket. Depending on how many people are going, I’ll cover the cost. Buy the tickets first, and I’ll send you a red envelope shortly.]

Feng Chi thought, if he paid to get more people to go, it would be a show of support for the event. The museum had sought out me for the sake of the event’s popularity and ticket sales. It would be embarrassing if it turned out to be a flop; some would definitely use the opportunity to smear me.

On the fifteenth of the first month, I got up early to prepare.

First thing I did was dig out nail clippers to trim my fingernails.

I couldn’t help it, I had only noticed last night that my fingernails were growing too quickly. My toenails hadn’t changed much, though.

After clipping them, I went to see Doctor Wu to explain the situation.

After an examination, Doctor Wu said, "It might be because your metabolism has become overly active recently, and there has also been some differentiation happening, like the increased disparity in the growth rate of your fingernails and toenails. Normally, fingernails grow faster than toenails, but the difference shouldn’t be as significant as in your case."

After the check-up, Wu said, "With the increase in appetite and active metabolism, you might undergo some changes, so always pay attention to your bodily state. Besides your nails, have you noticed anything else?"

I thought carefully, then replied, "I get hungry at 12:30 pm after eating at 12. Does that count?"

Doctor Wu: "...Anything else?"

"There doesn’t seem to be anything else," I said.

I had a feeling that this was related to my next molting. I had shed my skin twice already. The first time was right after I arrived here, and the unfamiliar environment made the process somewhat awkward and uncertain.

The second time went much more smoothly; I shed my skin before going to Florida, without any special occurrences or emotional disturbances—as if it was just time for a bath.

But this time, I anticipated the process might be, perhaps... a bit more significant.

That’s also why I was not yet daring to go head-to-head with Old Man Feng. I needed to take care of my own matters first.

"Based on my intuition, overall, there won’t be any major changes in the coming days," I said.

Doctor Wu pondered, "I asked the butler; your birthday is also approaching. There might be some minor changes around that time, and the increase in appetite could be a sign that you’re gathering energy."

"Birthday?"

Feng Yi was born on a rather special day.

Early March.

The spring thunder rumbled abruptly, awakening the hibernating creatures and marking the revival of all things.

Having not celebrated his birthday for many years, or doing so very casually, Feng Yi had never really considered this critical time point.

"Perhaps," Feng Yi’s facial expression gradually became impassive.

He glanced down at his fingernails.

The nails he had trimmed that morning looked natural in curve and normal in sheen, seemingly no different from those of an average person.

But he knew they were different.

The nail clippers were also custom-made by the butler, as regular ones didn’t work well. His nails were getting harder.

The growth rate was picking up as well; maybe in the upcoming period, he would need to trim them every day, or perhaps once each morning and evening.

When going out for business, he needed to be mindful of his appearance, paying attention to every detail.

Having been in the entertainment industry and a recent internet sensation, Feng Yi knew the number of cameras on him was bound to increase.

Right, before heading out later, he should place some nail clippers in the car for backup.

Wu looked at Feng Yi, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up, "I have some personal questions."

They had gotten familiar over the past few days, and their conversations had become more casual, daring to ask questions they wouldn’t have before.

"Go ahead," Feng Yi said.

"I don’t understand. You’re different from ordinary people, but why would you want to get close to organizations like the Union Protection Bureau? With your unique individual traits, it would seem safer to stay away from such organizations."

"Well..."

Apart from using his advantages to earn money to provide for his family and needing to interact with such organizations, Feng Yi also had his own considerations.

Since Wu had asked, Feng Yi shared his thoughts:

"You’re aware of the nature of the Union Protection Bureau..."

The Union Protection Bureau, on a global scale, was established to ensure human survival and to respond to catastrophes like the sixth mass extinction.

Its emphasis is on "protection"!

Unlike other organizations focused on research.

If one day he truly "revealed his true nature" and his secret was exposed, the Union Protection Bureau would likely offer him priority protection. Although it wouldn’t exempt him from cooperating with research, the level of protection would definitely be higher and more reliable than that of other institutions or organizations!

Furthermore, Feng Yi himself didn’t know what kind of changes might occur in the future; if one day he couldn’t control himself, he could still utilize the power of the Union Protection Bureau.

For now, he was just using the Bureau’s uniqueness to create more conveniences for himself and to add an extra layer of disguise.

The higher he climbed, the more important his position within the Union Protection Bureau, the more it proved his value, the higher the level of protection he’d receive from the Bureau when he "revealed his true nature"!

The Union Protection Bureau considered matters of "human survival" on a large scale, not the interests of private individuals or small groups. Even if opinions varied internally, there would definitely be someone to protect him—as long as he could demonstrate his capabilities!

And from a species conservation standpoint, he, Feng Yi, was the only one of his kind in the world—if he was gone, his species would be extinct!

Being listed as a first-class protected species would be considered low for him; it had to be at the "special grade" level!

Special grade protected animal!

No, special grade protected... organism? Special grade protected human?

Who cares, it’s special grade anyway!

Just look at those critically endangered animals; the caretakers from the Union Protection Bureau worried all the time about them being in a bad mood or losing their appetite. They’d go to great lengths to feed them daily.

Musing over these thoughts, Feng Yi’s gaze grew increasingly profound.

Doctor Wu, who had been listening intently: "..."

It seemed like this question might have provided the boss with some new ideas?

Hopefully, the boss wouldn’t have too many strange ideas.

But the points made by Feng Yi did make sense.

The Union Protection Bureau indeed had a different nature.

Feng Yi blending in there was like... being in the dark right under the lamp?

Heading back upstairs from the laboratory.

After his conversation with Wu, Feng Yi felt even more resolved in the idea of "occupying a more important position within the Union Protection Bureau."

The more crucial he was, the more he demonstrated his positive capabilities, the more favorable the Bureau’s attitude toward him would be when he "revealed his true nature."

Of course, not being exposed at all would be best—did his grandmother ever get exposed?

She probably hadn’t... right?

Feng Yi knew he wasn’t very clever, not as formidable as his grandmother; he always had to leave himself a way out.

Having clarified his direction for striving, Feng Yi perked up, ready to do business!

He had to perform well.