Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 345 - 256: Enthusiastic Bystander Feng Mou_1

Chapter 345: Chapter 256: Enthusiastic Bystander Feng Mou_1

Back in the dorm, Feng Yi scrolled through his phone, first replying to Dou Jiu’s message, telling them that he had safely returned to the dorm.

Then he saw the screenshots sent by Feng Chi, which were the topics and pictures about him on social media.

He hadn’t posted anything new on social media that day, but was constantly active in other people’s updates instead.

After replying to Feng Chi, he immediately received a video call invitation.

The call connected.

"You’re still up so late? Weren’t you supposed to be adjusting your schedule?" Feng Yi said.

"I was so excited scrolling through the news today, look at you, brother, out of the game yet the world’s filled with legends about you! I secretly joined several entertainment gossip chat groups today, hehehe, some people are green with envy!" Feng Chi said excitedly.

Feng Yi knew this guy had been reading gossip news again.

He talked about what had happened today, urging Feng Chi to go to sleep soon.

After hanging up, Feng Yi glanced at the computer on his desk, and thought better of it. Bath and bed, he would leave the report writing for tomorrow.

Lying in his dorm bed, Feng Yi even missed the grasslands of the mountains for a while.

The next day.

The task group leader still found out about the animal trap.

In the morning on social media, the official account of the Yang City Wildlife Rescue Station made a special post to thank "Warm-hearted passerby Feng Someone".

The article mentioned that "Warm-hearted passerby Feng Someone" found a dangerous tool in the mountain prohibited for use—a bear trap—during the process of helping a small animal at night, and brought it to the Yang City Wildlife Rescue Station for handling.

The rescue station would continue to investigate with the scenic area authorities, clean up the prohibited devices in the mountains, and also remind tourists to watch their steps when playing in the wild.

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[Warm-hearted passerby "Feng Someone" [dog head]]

[I just had a private chat with a responsible person from the scenic area, it’s confirmed, it’s him. I won’t say who exactly, everyone knows]

[Helping small animals, does this "small animal" refer to that scary blue-legged centipede?]

[A centipede is indeed a small animal, a terrestrial arthropod]

[Is there any journalist who can interview "Warm-hearted passerby Feng Someone"? I want to see a more detailed report]

Feng Yi didn’t pay attention to the online teasing; he was called by the group leader for a talk early in the morning.

After talking for two hours, Feng Yi was finally allowed to return to his dorm.

Besides safety issues, the group leader also spoke to Feng Yi about the task summary report. Submitting this report would allow for Feng Yi’s efforts to be recognized, so the group leader advised him to write it seriously and quickly.

When Feng Yi returned to the dorm, his expression immediately collapsed.

Catching snakes was an instinct—a skill that came naturally from his ancestral DNA, as simple as eating and drinking.

But writing reports couldn’t be done that way!

The summary report had to contain descriptions that could be publicly shared and shown to others.

Ah... troublesome.

How should I fabricate it to make it seem more real?

As he pondered over the report with a frown, another phone call came through.

Glancing at the caller ID, Feng Yi’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

It was someone from the Joint Conservation Bureau’s publicity department.

"Feng Yi, congratulations on winning the ’Guardian Award’!" they said on the other end.

The Guardian Award, officially the "Environmental Protection and Healthy Development Guardian Award," is given every two years and is quite a significant and large-scale recognition.

But when Feng Yi heard this, he was very surprised.

Me?

Win an award?

What great contribution have I made to win the Guardian Award?

It’s only been half a year since I got my expert certificate from the Joint Conservation Bureau, right?

Why did I receive an award when I hardly did anything?

"What award is it for the Guardians?" Feng Yi asked.

There was a brief pause on the other end before the reply came, "Outstanding Individual Image Award."

Feng Yi: "..."

Oh, that one.

This award could now be called the "Internet Influence Award"; it’s not one of the heaviest categories within the Guardian awards, but it is still a nice personal honor.

"So, do I have to attend the award ceremony?" Feng Yi asked.

"If there’s nothing pressing, then yes," said the other side.

Feng Yi´s gaze dropped, landing on the report he was in the middle of writing on his computer.

He wanted to say something but then heard the other person continue, "We do hope that you can partake in this event. By doing so, we can also change the public’s stereotypical image of the Union Insurance Bureau experts and spread positive energy, encouraging more people to pay attention to those animals that are easily ignored or feared and don’t look particularly cute."

Feng Yi fell silent.

Quite a heavy burden.

"Okay, I´ll try my best to attend."

After ending the call, Feng Yi glanced at the calendar.

The Guardians´ award ceremony was in half a month. Based on my current progress, I should definitely be able to finish writing... I mean, compile the report within that time!

Nobody can stop my progress in report writing!

Rather than going out for a run, Feng Yi confined himself to his dormitory. Besides visiting other dormitories to consult with the experienced experts, he spent each day wracking his brain to write his report.

He also had Jia, when going out to buy groceries, pick up some stones to bring back for him to fidget with.

To relieve stress.

Jia mostly picked up river pebbles and avoided the too-pretty stones. The local kids liked collecting those, so they didn´t compete with the youngsters for resources.

Therefore, the stones Jia brought back were the kind that weren’t very noticeable but of decent hardness.

Just when Feng Yi felt that his progress was satisfactory and he could finish the report as planned, he received a call from the Director of Yang City Zoo.

Due to the urgency in his voice, the Director was somewhat hoarse when he said:

"Feng Yi! The little koi is missing!"

The stone that Feng Yi was twirling in his hand made a "crack" sound and broke into small pieces.

"What happened?" Feng Yi asked.

"Today, the caretaker was cleaning the glass tank and moved it to another tank to clear it out. After cleaning, when the caretaker came back to check, the koi was gone from the tank! The surveillance camera malfunctioned during that period and is under repair, nothing was captured!"

As one of the zoo’s biggest attractions, a member of its most profitable tier, the "little koi" lived in excellent conditions. The zoo management took great care in maintaining its habitat, even providing decorations that mimicked its natural environment.

Because the decorations were more lavish, it took more time to clean.

And someone took advantage of this window of time.

"The box used for cleaning has latches; it’s impossible for it to have climbed out on its own! It was truly stolen! And it was premeditated! Despicable, absolutely despicable!"

The Director´s heart bled.

His new round of marketing plans had just been formulated and hadn´t been implemented yet, and now the main attraction had been stolen!

Feng Yi listened to the Director´s words, his pupils stretching into vertical slits.

Outside the window, a flying insect that was about to make its way inside seemed to sense something terrifying, flew in a circle in the air, and then darted away.

Jia, who was chopping ribs in the kitchen, turned around alertly, scanning the surroundings with a knife in his hand, and finally resting his gaze on Feng Yi.

What´s going on? Such a strong killing intent!

The crushed stone pieces in Feng Yi´s hand were now, with a "bang," pulverized into fine dust.

Hearing a strange noise over the phone, the Director asked, "What´s that sound?"

Feng Yi: "The sound of gritting teeth."