Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 645 - 418: Colored Diamond_2

Chapter 645: Chapter 418: Colored Diamond_2

There was talk of someone having found an especially large object, suspected to be a modern craft remnant, important enough to have it appraised to confirm whether it was a diamond.

Much hubbub about nothing. But that didn’t stop them from enjoying the spectacle.

"Where is it, where?"

"Pfft! Hahaha!" someone laughed unabashedly.

Standing on the sidelines, a tourist fanning himself with his hat, moved closer to join in the discussion. Digging for diamonds and finding nothing was too boring; a bit of excitement was welcome.

"I just ran over and snapped a photo, the one in his hand, this blue stone."

"Do you think that thing he dug up is a diamond?"

"If it really is a diamond, wouldn’t that make him rich overnight?"

"Does everyone who sees it get a share?"

"How long will the appraisal take? Where will it be appraised?"

The tourists, who knew nothing of the matter, spoke lightheartedly.

Because in many people’s minds, describing a large diamond usually involved the term "pigeon’s egg".

This, my god, must be an ostrich egg, right?!

To call it an ostrich egg was an exaggeration, but indeed it was big!

So big that no one was willing to believe it!

News spread particularly fast among the members of the tour group.

Tourists near the mining site supervisor’s location, with an attitude of relishing the drama, loudly called for the person responsible for appraisal to come out.

After the mine’s transformation, because tourists occasionally found diamonds, there was always an appraiser on duty during visiting hours.

As long as the stone was verified to be a diamond, it would be appraised for its weight, clarity, among other aspects, and the tourists’ finds would be bought by the mine.

Of course, some tourists chose not to sell, preferring to keep their finds as souvenirs, especially those with small particles that wouldn’t sell for much, not even enough to cover their ticket; it was better to keep as a memory instead.

The appraiser was called out.

Feng Yi took the "stone" over.

As an uncut rough diamond, it didn’t sparkle sharply under the sun.

Feng Yi, looking at it, didn’t think of what it might look like after being cut, but rather the stones on the floor of the cave where his ancestors had lived, in his dreams.

He compared the size of the stone with his own palm.

Ordinary paving stones could be picked up easily with two fingers by an adult but would require a whole hand for a child to grasp securely.

It’s all about the differences in size.

The "small stones" used for paving by his ancestors were so large that a single broken piece could cover more than half of Feng Yi’s palm.

"I’m not growing fast enough!"

It was hard to imagine that under such circumstances, Feng Yi was actually thinking about such things.

"Wow, that’s a really big chunk!"

The speaking security guard at the mine, with a hint of teasing in his tone, obviously didn’t believe it was a rough diamond either.

Do rough diamonds even come this big? This size?

Anyway, in his years working at the mine, he had never seen such a thing.

Another mine worker walked over, politely offering, "Would you like us to clean it for you?"

Meaning they would help Feng Yi wash the stone.

Feng Yi declined, saying he’d do it himself.

The considerate worker then pointed out, "Right this way, please, we have cleaning tools here."

Feng Yi wasn’t worried about the stone being stolen; he personally rinsed the rough diamond, lightly washing the surface without vigorously scrubbing the material that clung to it.

He wanted to keep it for studying his ancestors.

The substances that looked like stains on the surface were not necessarily his research target, but just in case, he decided to leave them for now and remove them later if they were confirmed to be useless.

Under the watchful eyes, Feng Yi couldn’t use those unusual powers to study the diamond, so the research of the special rough diamond "crust" left by his ancestors would have to wait until he got back.

The rough diamond, washed once more, was handed to the appraiser.

Before everyone’s eyes, the appraiser’s expression became more and more serious, then excited, his face flushed, even somewhat unprofessionally aflame.

"It’s, it’s real..."

"It is real!"

The appraiser then weighed the rough diamond again.

"2971! 2971 carats!"

carat = 0.2 grams

A very impressive weight indeed!

This number wasn’t precise since some impurities on the diamond hadn’t been fully cleaned, but the overall figure wouldn’t be too far off, giving a rough idea of its value.

A hint of regret flickered in the appraiser’s eyes.

If this rough diamond had brought with it even a small part of its original large crystal when it split off, the current holder of the world record for the biggest rough diamond might have had to be updated.

The world record holder, the ’Cullinan’ diamond, weighs 3106 carats.

But!

The appraiser’s voice trembled with too much excitement.

"It’s a blue diamond!!"

"It’s not the largest diamond recorded so far, but it is definitely the largest colored diamond on record!"

The appraiser looked at the stone as if through it, he could already see an entire set of exquisite jewelry displayed in a top-notch showcase after being cut and polished, as if he could see the decorous, peaceful, and enchanting gleam that those pieces would radiate.

At that point, how many top-tier tycoons would go crazy just to collect a complete set?

The more he thought about it, the more parched his throat felt, urgently in need of something to quench his thirst.

The appraiser looked toward a mine security guard, who nodded, indicating that he had already contacted mine boss Tama.

Upon receiving the message, Tama quickly made his way over, not even casting an extra glance at Feng Yi, as he touched his beard-strewn chin, almost as if wiping away drool that wasn’t there:

"The color is beautiful. How about the clarity?"

The appraiser just gave him a look.

Said nothing.

Yet said everything.

The two had worked together too many times.

Tama’s eyebrows lifted, and although there was no significant change in his expression, his whole demeanor resembled a tiger ready to pounce on its prey.

Jia walked over and took the diamond from the appraiser’s hands.

The appraiser held on without letting go, and Jia tugged it forcefully.

The appraiser’s eyes remained glued to the rough diamond, and seeing Jia’s rough handling, he couldn’t help but say, "Be careful! Although it’s hard, it also needs to be treated with care, I swear you have no idea how rare it is."

Jia responded with a perfunctory and polite smile.

Jia internally: Diamonds, what are they? I swear you’ve never seen anything rarer than this...creature!

Jia kept his composure and handed the diamond over to Feng Yi.

Meanwhile, Mark saw that people were paying attention to him, quietly retreated, and tried to keep as far away from Feng Yi as possible so that he could quickly flee the scene should a conflict arise.

Such a foolish and rich employer...sigh, moment of silence.

Cai Bing felt a sinking feeling inside; he had been trying to make calls from the moment he became aware of the situation. He wanted to report to the authorities!

The people at the mine noticed Cai Bing’s actions, but they didn’t seem to care.

It was then that Tama said to Feng Yi, "Give it to me."

Feng Yi responded indifferently, "It’s mine."

The surrounding mine security started to gather around.

Tama revealed a smile.

He was looking at a young man in front of him who was wearing sunglasses.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him was possibly just some rich kid out for fun, with two or three people following to ensure his safety, stubborn and unable to read the room, with no sense of danger.

Since Feng Yi was wearing sunglasses, Tama couldn’t make out his expression or tell if there was any panic in his eyes.

Reflected in Feng Yi’s sunglasses was only Tama’s own figure.

Despite the smile on his face, Tama’s eyes betrayed little mirth; they were more like those of a tiger about to strike, its jaws open wide, showing its sharp teeth.

Tama kept his gaze fixed on Feng Yi, his tone still very calm,

"I’ll give you another chance. Say it again, whose blue diamond is this?"

Feng Yi: "Mine."

Sounds from the sky approached from afar, giving off a hint of an imposing presence.

All those present looked up toward the sky.

One, two, three, four...nine, ten!

Ten helicopters!

And more than half of them were armed, models used for operational requirements with combat capability!

Now the problem arose, why would such a serious show of force suddenly appear here, at this time?

Was there a sensitive mission they didn’t know about?

Was there some misunderstanding or hidden conflict?

Yet watching those helicopters decidedly heading this way, Tama tried to say something but no words came out; his lips quivered, and then he looked at Feng Yi again,

With a completely new perspective, he regarded the tourist whose background he did not know.

Mark, who had been edging away, stopped in his tracks, observed for a moment, and then quickly moved back closer.

Well, this is the time to stand firmly by my dear employer’s side!

Through thick and thin!