Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 690 - 445: The Legend of the Dragon_2

Chapter 690: Chapter 445: The Legend of the Dragon_2

"Sea monster?" Feng Yi asked, "What does it look like?"

The little girl said timidly, "Like, like a lizard?"

Feng Yi pointed to the rocky shore, "You mean, like those over there?"

The only lizard that had such a close connection to the ocean was probably a marine iguana.

She seemed very reluctant to admit it.

"It must be their relative! Like, Godzilla!" the little girl said with conviction.

Anyway, it definitely wouldn’t be any of those lazy freaks on the rocks!

Feng Yi pondered.

Thinking of the little python he kept in the zoo, Feng Yi thought that maybe one of his kin really did raise lizards using a similar method, and if one were to be a little more imaginative, perhaps, there really had been one, or several, giant sea monsters in the ocean.

The thought of this made Feng Yi quite worried. That little python shouldn’t... grow too exaggeratedly, should it?

"The giant dragons your ancestors saw, were they very large?" Feng Yi asked.

"Of course! Otherwise, why would they be called giant dragons!" the little girl said confidently.

Although she had never seen one, the stories handed down claimed that such powerful giant dragons could suppress the great sea monsters, so their size definitely had to be immensely huge, right?

Feng Yi thought: I know your ancestors had a filter, but you can’t just make things up blindly. According to the energy resources provided by this planet, the "giant dragons" your ancestors saw must have been stunted individuals.

"Giant" is not quite the word for it!

The resources simply couldn’t support that level of energy!

However, it’s best not to shatter a child’s fantasies.

And besides, regardless of anything, the tribal people of ancient times were at least a bit better developed than those of today.

With this in mind, Feng Yi couldn’t help but rub his face.

Resources were getting more and more scarce.

One generation worse than the last.

What to do!

"Sigh!"

Feng Yi sighed.

Seeing the little girl looking over, Feng Yi said, "It’s a pity that we can’t see them now."

Upon hearing this, the little girl instantly empathized and sighed as well.

A moment of silence.

The little girl said, "But I believe that they definitely exist in some corner of the world. We just haven’t discovered them!"

Looking at Feng Yi, she hoped to get his agreement.

Feng Yi nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes! They exist!"

Ah, in a way, you’ve already seen them, kid, just not in the formidable way you imagine.

Feng Yi said, "Maybe, ’giant dragons’ don’t look the way you imagine."

"Maybe," the little girl gazed toward the distant sea, "In the stories passed down, the only constant is that the giant dragons have a very strong tail. It can break through the raging waves and can shatter hard rocks!"

Having finished her story, the little girl also completed her drawing.

She took out the drawing paper and handed it to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi was surprised, "For me?"

The little girl nodded.

It was rare to meet someone who was willing to listen to her dragon stories and believe in the existence of dragons.

If the descendants of those who experienced it first-hand didn’t believe in "giant dragons" and forgot those stories, then who would remember them?

Perhaps, that’s when the "giant dragons" would truly be gone.

To be remembered is also a way of being alive.

She hoped that more people in this world would know they once existed.

Her grandmother had said that belief could create miracles.

One more person, one more belief.

Feng Yi smiled and took it with both hands, "Thank you! I really like it!"

"Oh, I have a collection hall where I’ve gathered paintings about dragons, giant snakes, and such legends from all over the world."

As Feng Yi spoke, he lifted the drawing in his hand and asked, "May I put this drawing into my collection hall too?"

The little girl’s face flushed with shyness as she clenched her fingers tight, "A collection hall?! Is my drawing really that good?!"

Feng Yi: "...Of course!"

The little girl pursed her lips and nodded, the corners of her mouth curling slightly upwards.

Clearly delighted to hear that her painting was valued by the other party and would be placed in an art collection, she exuded a positive and joyous emotional vibe.

Before leaving, Feng Yi handed her a business card from the collection: "If you have the chance, you can visit Yang City in China. I’ll invite you to visit my art collection."

At that moment, Santos approached them.

"Hey, it looks like you two have been having a pleasant conversation."

"Yes, I also received a very special little gift," Feng Yi said with a smile.

Moving aside with Santos, Feng Yi waited for what Santos had to say next.

Santos only glanced at the painting, and like Feng Yi, he thought it was a child’s drawing of a marine iguana and didn’t look further.

"The test results are in. They are indeed the ones that fell from the ship, the same batch as the marine iguanas we seized. Now that we’ve got the results, we’ll be leaving soon."

Santos was busy with work, just stopping by today to solve any problems on the spot.

It seemed that the problems had been resolved satisfactorily.

Santos looked at Feng Yi: "So, what do you think about my suggestion?"

Feng Yi replied, "Taking your advice, I’ve decided to let them stay for now."

Santos: "You’re a good person."

Feng Yi: "You could find a different way to compliment me."

Santos: "Your professional integrity is admirable."

Feng Yi: "Never mind, when are you leaving?"

Santos: "Don’t be so heartless. We can keep in touch. Your communication station here is well built. After a while, Gray will contact the person in charge here to check in on things."

Feng Yi: "Send text messages, please. Unless it’s something really important, don’t call. My staff here on the island has a bit of social anxiety and might be lacking in verbal communication."

Santos: "Understood. Text messages it is."

After discussing the marine iguana matter with Feng Yi, Santos, true to his word about being busy, quickly left with his team on a plane.

On the plane leaving the island.

Santos said to Gray, "In a few days, contact the person in charge on his side again to see if we can engage in more in-depth exchanges and share experiences."

Gray understood. Ah, time for some probing.

"Didn’t you say that employee has social anxiety?" Gray asked.

"Social anxiety comes in many forms. Some people with it are silent both in real life and online, unwilling to interact with others.

"While others, as long as they aren’t facing people directly, or if they are online, give them a keyboard and they can chatter away, able to brag enough to create another Mariana Trench!

"That young man guarding the island, he doesn’t interact much with others, but I noticed he talks quite a bit with Feng Yi. Maybe he’s the type who can verbally create a Mariana Trench?"

Gray agreed with his assessment, but...

"Santos, what else are you plotting?"

"I’m just here to solve problems," Santos said.

"No, knowing you, you must have some other motive."

"A win-win situation, that’s my only intention."

"But your attitude towards Feng Yi is different. He may be a renowned expert and wealthy recently, but it’s not like you to be this... friendly."

"Hmm, do you remember his stake in the Ancestral Factory? Their antitoxin from the Ancestral Factory is extremely handy."

Once he mentioned that, Gray understood.

The Ancestral Factory’s antitoxin had saved the life of an agent from their special task force.

Without violating any principles, it indeed made sense to be more amiable.

Gray decided that when the time came, he would make more contact with the socially anxious guardian of the island.

On Feng Yi’s island.

With Santos and his group gone, the island returned to its tranquil state.

Ren had not shown himself to those people. He thought it best not to interact with the agents from the special task force of the Joint Protection Agency at this stage; regardless of whether they seemed cordial or cold, their perception and intuition were incredibly sharp.

To avoid affecting future work, it was better to steer clear for the time being.

With their business on the island concluded, it was time for them to head back.

Before leaving the island, Feng Yi stood not far from the rocky beach, watching the lizards crawl from the water onto the rocks.

If the creatures the little girl called "dragons" in her story were truly marine iguanas, the discrepancy was immense.

Monster in the story: Roar—terrifyingly fierce!

Current little monsters: Laying low, changing posture, continuing to lay low.