Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 212 - 179: Holding Back a Big Move_2

Chapter 212: Chapter 179: Holding Back a Big Move_2

His condition was surely affected, and if possible, Feng Yi hoped the contest could end as soon as possible.

But clearly, it couldn’t.

So, Feng Yi wondered, should he quit early?

But he wasn’t satisfied. The pythons he’d caught thus far didn’t meet his needs and wouldn’t exchange for a sufficiently satisfying model.

To have come all this way, only to return like this?

The butler had said, he still had preparation time.

Feng Yi carefully mulled it over for one night, and the next day, he agreed to Steve’s suggestion to stay in the swamp for several consecutive days.

Steve was excited. Since they were going to stay overnight in the swamp, they wouldn’t take a boat. Steve rented a car, applied to Director He for some necessary supplies to take with them.

But they couldn’t set off immediately.

A rainfall disrupted everyone’s plans.

However, the competitors took this as a brief relaxation, a vacation.

During the two days of rest, Feng Yi stayed in the hotel, while Steve visited the research center; he didn’t tag along but studied the map, recalling all the scent information they had collected these days, matching it with the map.

Analyzing the most likely places where extreme individuals could appear.

Two days later, when the weather cleared up after the rain, everyone set off again.

After the rain, the previously dry grassland was a bit more moist, and there were some small puddles, which might add obstacles for some people, but there were also those who were more adept at finding pythons under these conditions.

Ten days into the python hunting activity, the number of participants had greatly reduced. Some had been injured in accidents during the hunt and had to withdraw, others left due to personal reasons, and still others were scared off by the unfriendly environment of the great swamp and the ferocity of its beasts.

When Feng Yi and Steve set off by car, he saw Pan Weining and his two friends again, the same people involved in the alligator shoveling incident.

The three of them greeted Feng Yi when they saw him.

"Just the three of you?" Feng Yi asked.

"My cousin and another friend were freaked out; they’re holed up in the hotel playing games, not coming out." Pan Weining said.

Pan Weining’s cousin was the one who had been cornered by the alligator in the water.

Hearing this, Feng Yi’s first response was, "They were scared by the alligator?"

Pan Weining shook his head with a smile, "No. Two days after that incident, we caught a python. It wasn’t big, but we were all excited. When we went to the drop-off point, we ran into another group of amateur competitors filming a video with their snake. One of them wasn’t paying attention and got bitten by the python."

Pan Weining pointed at his face, "It bit right into the face and wouldn’t let go. Blood was everywhere. Fortunately, the staff at the drop-off point were experienced and handled the situation quickly. After the snake let go, we saw his face full of bite marks, as if it had been pierced by many nails, his nose seemed to be punctured through, which was quite scary."

Even a small python is a wild beast, a fierce animal! Don’t think that because pythons lack venomous fangs, they can’t inflict injuries, and don’t assume ’docile’ pythons won’t bite. Being docile is relative. Being bitten on the arm would be considered lucky. Like Pan Weining said, that person who got his face bitten by the python definitely had to endure a lot of pain during treatment.

No matter how many times it was emphasized at the start of the activity, there were always those who underestimated their lethality, became overconfident, careless, and then learned their lesson.

Steve didn’t seem too bothered when he heard about this. He had seen it happen often. Even professionals could make such mistakes, let alone those amateurs with more impetuous temperaments.

Pan Weining didn’t say more. Looking at Feng Yi and Steve, they carried a look of admiration and respect. Only through experience did they understand how difficult it was to find pythons in the swamp, and how easy it was to get bitten if they weren’t careful.

So far, not only had Feng Yi and Steve caught many snakes, including giant pythons, but they had also barely been injured.

Is this what it means to be in the realm of masters!

Both parties had their plans and wouldn’t stay long in one place.

Steve said, "Good luck to you!"

Pan Weining and his friends made a gesture of encouragement, "We also hope you catch an even bigger python, break the record with one that’s six meters long!"

Steve was delighted to hear that and laughed heartily, "I’ll take your good wishes!"

After Feng Yi and his party’s car drove off, inside Pan Weining’s car, one of them said, "I just noticed they loaded a lot of stuff in their car. Are they planning to spend the night in the wild? Not returning to the residential area in the evening?"

"They’ve been returning every day before this."

Now, in the residential area, there’s daily discussion about what the duo of Feng Yi and Steve have accomplished; even if they didn’t go out of their way to pay attention, they still heard plenty about their feats. Especially their impressive results, which were simply unapproachable.

"Maybe they’ve discovered something new, perhaps they’re preparing a big move?"

It wasn’t just them who thought so. When others learned that Feng Yi and Steve chose to stay several nights in the swamp, they had the same idea.

What? Those two aren’t coming back?

They must be planning something big!

Feng Yi and his team headed deep into the swamp. The two of them took turns driving, each no more than an hour. It wasn’t that driving was too exhausting, but they frequently received phone calls and messages. Steve decided to check once an hour and respond collectively.

Many media outlets reached out to Steve and Feng Yi, hoping to send top-notch photography teams to follow them, but the duo declined.

Steve received another call, politely declined with a smile, and after finishing the call, he put down the phone and grumbled, "Such a nuisance!"

They even turned down Director He’s requests for a follow-up shoot, let alone anyone else’s!

They brought their own filming equipment and just needed to submit some video materials to Director He each day, no need for someone to tag along.

As for the pythons they caught, they would pick a location for Director He to send someone to collect. There were multiple official teams along the main swamp route responsible for assisting with the collection.

Steve complained about those media with their insatiable greed, and when he noticed that Feng Yi had been silent for a while, he turned his head to look.

He always felt that Feng Yi’s eyes were exceptionally deep today.

"Feng Yi, kid, do you actually have some important discovery? If you do, you better not hide it from me!" Steve said seriously.

"Really, I don’t have any."

Feng Yi indeed hadn’t made any important discoveries; he simply had a new idea.

He decided to make it quick.

Before, he had overlooked something—the swamp had so many interfering scents, and his brain had stored a lot of scent information. What was mainly used were the species available at the research center, which he had previously relied on to identify and search for pythons.

But the swamp certainly contained more, and more complex, species than those captured by the research center!

Different hybrids or mutated species had different scents. Perhaps during previous searches, he had overlooked some unfamiliar odors.

After the downpour, the scents dispersed throughout the swamp had been washed over.

But this was not necessarily a bad thing for Feng Yi.

He wanted to carefully discern those potentially overlooked scent informations.

This time in the swamp, they stayed for two days.

That night, Feng Yi opened his eyes in the middle of the night and came out of the two-man tent.

Steve noticed, but didn’t mind.

Maybe Feng Yi had a call of nature, needed to get something from the car, or maybe he was making some private call. It was the middle of the night here, but daytime back home; perhaps there were some secrets meant only for the young?

Steve had no desire to pry into such privacies.

After all, they were both adults and should respect each other’s privacy.

Whether it was the emotional secrets of young people or the much-talked-about Feng Family wealth dispute online.

Tch, the feuds of the wealthy~

Steve had no interest in those troubles.

For the past two nights all had been quiet, and Feng Yi would sometimes go to the car to fetch something or make a call at night, all of which he had mentioned beforehand.

But what Steve didn’t know was that it was an excuse Feng Yi made up; he was actually going to the car for food replenishment.

There were no secret conversations or family wealth disputes.

Feng Yi was too busy with his own affairs to care about the Feng Family inheritance he had long forsaken.

The sound of a car door opening reached Steve’s ears.

Steve thought to himself: As expected.

Then he continued to sleep.

Feng Yi munched on biscuits in the car, replenishing his energy.

After finishing, he prepared to return to the tent to sleep.

The night breeze blew, carrying the scent from afar.

Feng Yi paused in his steps.

He discerned carefully.

Apparently, there were some strange scent informations in the wind.

After analyzing these scent informations, Feng Yi roughly translated it, "The tyrant emerges, minions scatter!"

Feng Yi looked in the direction of the wind.

"This tyrant is definitely not me."

So, which big cutie could it be?

In the quiet of the night, Feng Yi’s pupils constricted then dilated, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.