Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 492 - 331 Practical Theory Integration_1

Chapter 492: Chapter 331 Practical Theory Integration_1

"Brother Yu!"

"Brother Yu, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

"If you can hear us, please respond!"

Wen Zhiyu, who had landed on the punching bag, was now utterly baffled.

Before, he couldn’t relate to Feng Chi and Qiao’s confusion, but now he was experiencing it personally, and it was even more profound!

His mind seemed to be a blank slate.

Thoughts were scattered like severed strings, uncontrolled, drifting in the air, and it took a while before settling back to reality.

"Ah, I’m... I’m okay."

Wen Zhiyu stuttered a response, removing his helmet.

The others asked with concern:

"You don’t have a concussion, do you?"

"Feel yourself, do you have any internal injuries or anything?"

"Luckily you were still wearing your gear, and it was a punching bag you fell onto... What just happened?"

The Pan brothers were just racking their brains trying to figure out how to change Feng Yi’s perspective and get him to give up on that tactical system when they saw someone fly out of nowhere.

Like, really fly out!

It wasn’t until after the figure landed and they heard the others shouting that they realized it was Wen Zhiyu who had hit the punching bag.

Feng Yi had already snapped back to reality and came over to check Wen Zhiyu’s condition, apologetically saying, "Sorry, I’m not used to people sneaking up on me from behind. Let’s get you checked at the hospital, I’ll cover the medical expenses!"

Actually, this was already Feng Yi holding back.

Since there was no intent to kill or strong malice from the sneak attacker, it was just that Feng Yi had been too absorbed in thought, and when suddenly attacked from behind, he didn’t pull his punches. However, the direction in which he threw his attacker was a subconscious act of protection, knowing that it was a punching bag there, not hard stone.

This was considered relatively gentle, only slightly more forceful than what happened with Feng Chi.

Wen Zhiyu had already recovered. Apart from the moment he was thrown against the punching bag and felt a bit stunned, he was now much more alert.

There was some pain, but it wasn’t too bad.

They were used to wrestling and bumping into each other while playing games at this place, or when they went out on adventures, and those falls were much harsher!

With his rich experience in taking falls, he knew he wasn’t really hurt.

What made him bewildered was the experience of being whirled into the air!

He, a tall and robust man from the north, was suddenly hurled lightly into the air like a tufted moth.

Anyone would be perplexed in his position!

Hearing Feng Yi’s apologies, Wen Zhiyu hastily said:

"No, no, no, it’s me who should apologize. I was asking for it! Man, I don’t even know what I was thinking just now. Maybe it was a rush of blood to the head. Suddenly, I thought of that ’windmill’ video I saw a few days ago, and I wanted to... try something..."

At this moment, the Pan brothers and the others looked at Wen Zhiyu as if they were looking at an idiot.

A few days ago, during a social media event, they had seen the video of Feng Yi spinning Feng Chi around, and they had heard what Feng Chi said in his interview, warning everyone not to seek death.

Their reaction at the time was: Who would be so foolish as to sneak up on such a powerful person?

The irony couldn’t have been more immediate!

Well, here it was!

Whose fault could it be?

He who instigates trouble is asking for it!

After understanding the whole story, none of them wanted to claim this brother of theirs.

Wen Zhiyu was indeed embarrassed. Recalling the words Feng Chi had said in the interview he had seen online, he said, "Ahem, I’m just proving with my own body that our Expert Feng really does have the capacity to toss people into the air!"

Since he was okay, everyone treated the incident as a joke, one that could be brought up any time for a good laugh.

Pan Weining invited Feng Yi to dinner, but Feng Yi declined, saying he still had things to do.

If it had been anyone else saying this, they would have thought it was an excuse, but Feng Yi was a special case: an expert from the Joint Defense Bureau, and nobody could tell if he really had urgent matters to attend to.

For such a person to be in Jing City for an event, it wasn’t unusual for him to be suddenly called away by higher-ups.

After failing to persuade him to stay, they said no more, only expressing hopes for another gathering in the future.

They held respect for those with true ability.

"About the meteorite matter. I’ll ask my uncle about it when I get back and get back to you as soon as possible," Pan Weining said.

"Thanks," Feng Yi replied, sending him the hotel address. If there was anything, it would be inconvenient to talk over the phone; they could come directly to his hotel.

"Don’t mention it. Are you heading straight to the hotel now? I’ll call you a car."

"No need. My driver’s here," Feng Yi pointed to a car up ahead.

As they all were heading out since they were going out for dinner and seeing the car Feng Yi referred to, they were even more convinced he wasn’t just making excuses but indeed had matters to attend to since he had arranged a driver in advance.

Once Feng Yi’s car had left.

"You want the meteorite to give it to Feng Yi?" asked Wen Zhiyu.

"He’s interested in it, and he even has a bracelet made of meteorite," Pan Weining replied.

"No problem! I’ll dig mine out for you tomorrow, oh, and I’ll give you the two pieces someone else gave me. Give them all to Feng Yi as my apology," Wen Zhiyu offered.

After being active all afternoon and famished, they were familiar with the area around the club and quickly found a restaurant for dinner, opting for a large private room due to the number of people.

They were all in their twenties, hungry, each able to outdo the other in eating.

Once they had some food to fill their stomachs, they felt much better and could talk about other topics.

"Our Expert Feng really does big things!" Wen Zhiyu exclaimed again.

Given the abilities that Feng Yi had displayed, how could one believe he was just a snake catcher? It just didn’t add up!

Whenever something was linked to the Joint Defense Bureau, Wen Zhiyu couldn’t help but ponder deeply.

And the more he pondered, the more things seemed off!

The Joint Defense Bureau was an organization founded for the survival of humanity; they could relentlessly criticize everyone from the elderly to children. They were stubborn to the core.