Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 636 - 414: It’s the Ancestor!_2

Chapter 636: Chapter 414: It’s the Ancestor!_2

Eja indeed hadn’t gotten a clear look at Feng Yi’s face, and the shock factor combined with his imagination had put a thick filter on his memory, deviating from the truth.

Even if Feng Yi were right in front of him now, he wouldn’t be able to recognize him.

After dealing with these matters, Feng Yi continued his jungle fun until daylight.

He had played too excitedly through the night and was still full of energy, but Feng Yi still decided to take a short nap.

He had just closed his eyes when he was awakened by the howling of monkeys.

No more sleep!

Keep wandering aimlessly.

A small, thin snake on the tree canopy stretched into a bow shape

biu~~~

It shot to another tree

Feng Yi: Wow!

I’ve learned it!

This ancient rainforest would occasionally welcome tourists, but those tourists would take slightly larger yachts along relatively safe waterways and would hardly ever go ashore into the forest.

The guides would tell the tourists about the dangers here, where many things "fly."

Snakes, lizards, and all sorts of strange little animals.

It’s not advised for tourists to enter the forest, especially those who are faint of heart, as it’s not a place for leisure travel. A single ant could cause you immense pain. A bite is no joke.

With no tourists to disturb him, and his defenses maxed out, Feng Yi had a blast here.

This is what a holiday should be like!

"I’m coming here every year!!!"

An alligator lurking in the river murmured for no apparent reason.

Day after day went by.

Feng Yi had almost completely explored the rainforest, running wild on land during the day and reverting to his true form at night, swimming along the rivers big and small towards various places.

Nighttime was truly the moment to cut loose and fly high.

Sleep?

What sleep? Party on!!!

He would occasionally catch up on sleep during the day, but Feng Yi really didn’t spend much time sleeping.

Joyful times are always fleeting, and Feng Yi couldn’t stay here forever. The time was quickly approaching for his meeting with Jia and the others, and he was reluctant to sleep.

But, on this day, he followed a group of orangutans in the morning to find something to eat. In the afternoon, he planned to capture some footage, like the little animals and strange plants hidden in inconspicuous corners, which would be useful for his work report. At night, he planned to swim along the nearby river all the way to the estuary, where a different landscape awaited.

Feng Yi had everything planned, but in the afternoon, while lying on the treetops sunbathing, he dozed off as he soaked in the sun.

His consciousness slipped into a dream.

In the dream, vast mist passed through the beautiful and exotic mountainous rainforest.

It passed through the clear streams and groups of waterfalls.

It passed through intertwined, towering trees.

Vines like strings of a harp, woven in the dense forest.

The trees here were bigger, the vines were thicker, and there was a stronger sense of vibrant life.

The perspective was different than usual, slightly elevated from the ground. Plus, there was the sensation of not needing to walk...

I get it.

It’s the ancestors!

This, Feng Yi was familiar with.

In such dreams, sometimes Feng Yi observed as a bystander, but at other times, he experienced them from the perspective of an ancestor.

This time it was the latter.

Feng Yi thought he would see the ancestors hunting, playing, or partaking in other diverse aspects of life through this perspective.

However, the dream took a strange turn.

There was a huge cave ahead, and as he approached, Feng Yi saw inside the cave.

Slanted sunlight illuminated the interior, and the colorful stones covering the cave floor shone brightly.

The largest couldn’t be grasped in one hand, and the smallest seen were at least the size of goose eggs.

This could perhaps, maybe... be diamonds.

All of them!!!

And these objects, coveted as luxury items by the world, were simply scattered on the ground like pebbles by a riverbank!

His tail scales brushed over these stones, making a hissing sound.

As he walked deeper into the cave, the surroundings began to change, the humidity increased, the sun in the sky was obscured by gathering clouds, gusty winds swept through the forest, and all those noisy sounds abruptly ceased, as the animals, sensing some kind of pressure, fell silent.

Feng Yi watched this scene and faintly felt a similar change on his body.

Ah, this I know well.

Time to molt!

...Huh?

Molting?

Feng Yi’s not entirely lucid brain began to analyze the logic within.

Beyond the dreams, the rainforest in reality.

The sun was likewise obstructed, wild winds ran rampant, and torrential rains invaded.

Atop a certain mountain.

The Eja group of four, who had just collected a swallow’s nest, was forced to stay in a cave to escape the rain.

An adventurer complained as he looked outside at the sky:

"Why is it raining again? Living in this place could really drive someone insane!"

Compared to the previous storms they had encountered, today’s storm felt even more formidable. They didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the various creatures in the rainforest had become increasingly silent.

In the past, they could still occasionally hear the calls of animals in the midst of the storm, but now, this extensive silence put a lot of pressure on them.

The temperature around them seemed to drop a few degrees, bringing an uncomfortable feeling like goosebumps were about to form.

It was as if something they didn’t know about was happening.

The storm lasted a little longer than usual, and after it subsided, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through, followed by the nightfall.

Everything appeared to have returned to the way it was before.

The next day, Feng Yi was woken up by the roar of a gorilla in the forest.

Though he had taken no protective measures, no animals approached within a certain radius around him.

Even curious gorillas just squatted nearby to observe.

Feng Yi wiped his face, his eyes unfocused, and he spaced out for a good while.

He remembered again the scenes he had seen in his dream.

At the end of the dream, time seemed to fast-forward.

The scenery changed, day and night alternated.

Geological changes, climate impacts.

The diamonds spread out in the cave gradually disappeared, some physically destroyed while others were carried to different places by meteorological and geological shifts.

Those glittering stones were swept into the sea, into rivers, or elsewhere.

The cave was abandoned and eventually became the dwelling place for other animals.

In the distance, regions that once connected to other landmasses were submerged by the sea.

Animals and plants active in this rainforest disappeared in droves while new ones emerged.

The last sounds heard were the energetic calls of the gorillas.

Oh, those calls should not have been in the dream, they were really happening!

Ignoring the gorillas jumping around in the nearby treetops, Feng Yi looked at the sky and then glanced at his phone.

"Damn!"

His plans for shooting and playing had been ruined!

But it was fine, he could come back another time.

Without rushing to get down from the tree, Feng Yi continued sitting there, contemplating.

From the dream, he might have discovered a "survival tactic" of an ancestor.

From the point of view, that era’s ancestors were extremely tall and strong.

So the question was, what kind of aids might they have used to assist with molting back then?

For instance, Feng Yi’s first molt happened in a villa at Cui Lake in Yang City, on that stone path.

The stones there were specially custom-made to have the perfect size and hardness, very suitable for Feng Yi.

But such stones weren’t quite right for those well-developed, robust ancestors.

They might choose stones with even greater hardness to make the molting process smoother.

Even without these aids, they could still molt, but just like sleeping needs the right pillow, having such tools would make the process more comfortable.

And this ancestor, they chose these beautiful stones with high hardness.

Today’s people call them diamonds.

Feng Yi carefully recalled the content of his dream.

No, to be precise, this was a memory stored in DNA, passed down through generations!

It had really happened!

My ancestor once used diamonds in this rainforest to...

Exfoliate their feet!

Ah, one shouldn’t say it like that, it sounds too crass.

It should be said that these stones provided help during the ancestors’ natural growth and development stages.

They were a consumable. Physically.

Feng Yi also remembered the stories he had heard from the villagers.

In legends passed among the various indigenous tribes of the rainforest, there was said to be treasure here. Truly?

Perhaps there once was.

But now, most of it may have ceased to exist.

Consumed.