Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 874 - 555: Rebuilding_3

Team Leader Yuan fell silent.

He accessed all the related information available up to that point.

Over the ocean, at the coordinates of the small island, that typhoon, which was even more challenging to comprehend than Zone N7, formed, intensified, and dissipated in a very short period of time. Amazingly, it did not bring real destruction to the island.

Typically, a typhoon moves, and the eye of the typhoon moves as well. However, this typhoon stayed in its peak condition for a long time, and the small island located at the eye did not suffer the hardest hit. Afterward, the weakening process of the typhoon was too rapid, and its reduced strength meant limited impact on the island.

In this light, compared to some main affected areas where other typhoons hit land, this distant oceanic island seemed to have a lucky halo around it.

Moreover, looking at the process where two exceptionally low-latitude typhoons waxed and waned against each other.

The super typhoon that ravaged Zone N7 weakened at an astonishing rate, as if its life force was being drawn away by another super typhoon, a conjecture that emerged in many experts’ minds, but the reason was unclear at this stage.

Team Leader Yuan stared at the data, his mind disturbed by a myriad of complex thoughts.

He smiled but didn’t know what to say.

One of the team members also saw the data and browsed through social media discussions, filled with emotion, "What a marvelous coincidence! I’m talking about the distant oceanic typhoon, and that island appearing right at the eye during the peak of the typhoon. Some people are already calling it ’the eye of the storm,’ while others call it ’the guardian’s eye.’"

Team Leader Yuan’s gaze flickered.

A coincidence?

The team member monitoring domestic and international social media pulled up some screenshots and shared the current direction of online discussions:

"That island wasn’t Feng Yi’s before, and after this incident the former island master spoke out, revealing a lot of information, saying he now regrets selling the island to Feng Yi."

"Previously, this island’s surrounding area experienced storms and volcanic eruptions. Years passed and although tsunamis occurred, the island remained safe and its scenery improved, proving it’s indeed a lucky place!"

"This recent tropical storm further proves that! It’s recognized by everyone as a place full of legend!"

"Especially since everyone discovered the ’waxing and waning’ phenomenon, its legendary status has grown even more profound!"

"Now under internet discussion, everyone looks at it through a protective filter. The former island master really wants to buy it back, but unfortunately, he sold it cheap and can’t buy it back at a high price now!"

"Not just the former island master, many internationally renowned tycoons explicitly expressed their desire to buy, but Feng Yi replied too, saying he isn’t planning to sell, Feng Yi doesn’t lack that bit of money!"

Team Leader Yuan listened to the team member rattling off, and took out his phone to look.

Feng Yi replied on an international high-profile social media platform and also expressed his stance on a domestic social platform.

Team Leader Yuan did not look at the other party’s published content first but checked Feng Yi’s IP address.

Indeed, it was at the Ancestral Factory headquarters.

He then opened several work-related chat groups.

Some information would not be immediately released online, but it was discussed in these work groups.

The Butterfly Project team intended to set up a meteorological observation station on Feng Yi’s island.

But, now it was private property, and they needed permission from Feng Yi.

Given Feng Yi’s current status, he was not someone the project team could sway with mere trivial tactics.

Yet, Team Leader Yuan felt that Feng Yi would not firmly refuse the observation station.

"It depends if they can offer Feng Yi an appealing benefit."

For Feng Yi, buying another island or even many islands was feasible, given his current wealth and status. Sacrificing the privacy of this island in exchange for more benefits would also be a good deal for him.

Feng Yi indeed did not firmly refuse.

When the Butterfly Project team sent their request, Feng Yi said he would consider it, but also stated that they should talk about this matter only after the rescue operations in Zone N7 ended. Right now, he did not have the energy to discuss it.

The next two months, the island would still require some construction.

Zone N7.

The fierce typhoon had retreated.

It had not ripped apart, and the locals also did not see the galactic splendor of light from meteorological weapons striking down.

The sky was still heavily laden with clouds.

Dark, dismal,

Just like the weight on people’s hearts.

The humid air was filled with various unpleasant odors, making breathing itself feel difficult.

The typhoon in Zone N7 weakened, downgraded, and was no longer called a typhoon, but its remaining circulations still had ongoing impacts.

The resulting extreme rainfall caused severe flooding in many parts of Zone N7.

Some more time passed.

The rain gradually weakened, and thunder quieted down.

The sky brightened slightly.

As rescue teams successively arrived, more scenes from the site were broadcasted.

At an obscure, small procurement station, Feng Shou sat on the roof.

The flood had not yet receded, many low-lying buildings were still submerged.

Fortunately, the procurement station’s waterproofing held up, and it withstood this time.

Feng Shou looked at the scene before him.

The floodwaters surrounding the procurement station hindered people’s evacuation plans.

Under the water were various debris, silt, and vaguely visible aquatic creatures moving.

The clouds in the sky thinned, letting sunlight through the cracks to the ground below.

The passing wind was no longer fierce.

Feng Shou looked up into the distance, hearing the sound of a helicopter.