Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 703 - 452 This is Not My Fault_2

Chapter 703: Chapter 452 This is Not My Fault_2

A sculpture filled with artistry and personal touch stood in front of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi looked at the sculpture for a long time without saying a word.

Today, Steve had called him over, mentioning he needed help with some interior design references for the building.

As soon as Feng Yi arrived, he saw Steve’s poorly hidden surprise—

A high-precision sculpture with a human head and serpent body.

Yes, unlike the kind with Feng Yi and Brother Bao, half human, half snake, this one had only a human head.

Steve shared excitedly and with satisfaction, "How about it? My new artistic style!"

Feng Yi was now severely allergic to the phrase "artistic style."

The butler must not see this!

In the face of Steve’s enthusiasm, Feng Yi praised the piece conscientiously.

After discussing the renovations and helping with a few designs, Feng Yi thought for a moment and asked Steve,

"I went to N City a few days ago to attend a seminar, and there was also a climate symposium. I heard people mentioning the issue of abnormal weather. You’ve experienced a period of climate anomalies. The disaster weather back then must have been terrifying, right?"

When it came to the period of climatic anomalies, the smile on Steve’s face faded.

"That wasn’t terrifying, that was desperation!"

Steve was more than a decade older than Feng Yi and was born in a period of climate anomaly, spending his entire youth during that era.

"I still have nightmares frequently," Steve said.

"If it were to happen again..." Feng Yi asked.

"Just kill me!"

Steve looked seriously at Feng Yi and said,

"Believe me, nobody but antisocial personalities would want to experience it again!"

Feng Yi paused then said, "I heard that someone proposed the development of Meteorological Weapons, a way to artificially alter disaster weather. If we ever faced persistent abnormal disaster weather again, we wouldn’t have to be afraid."

Steve was indifferent, "Oh, it was proposed before, but there’s been no movement in recent years. Weapons of that complexity aren’t so easily developed."

"If it could be developed, would you support the existence of such a thing? I was reading old papers, and when experts brought it up, they expressed worry and opposition. They feared that human ambition and desire could trigger another world war, a wrong choice."

Steve couldn’t help but laugh at this, "For me, the primary concern is whether it exists; other worries come later. Ambitions, world wars, and all, we’ll worry about those when they’re real."

Setting aside his work, his gaze unfocused.

"You haven’t lived through that era; documentaries can’t convey the feel. Sudden tornadoes, turning entire cities into rubble, not just one, several, many! Like a tornado convention, and even driving for your life couldn’t get you away!

"Videos available online have been edited. For some of the more shocking stuff, you can check the library’s database. You should have the access rights now.

"Back then, the weather changed so quickly, and forecasting was extremely difficult. You never knew what to expect tomorrow, next month, or next year. Drought, floods, hail, hurricanes, too many possibilities.

"The people you love, your career, your city... everything could be destroyed.

"There’s an old saying, ’Heaven and Earth are heartless, treating creatures like straw dogs.’ Under those levels of disasters, humans were no different from other creatures.

"Whether in affluent neighborhoods or slums, intelligent beings, or immovable weeds... survival or extinction, the odds were about the same.

"Even if you develop a little power to escape, not everyone can seize it. Like us... Oh, you probably wouldn’t, you have enough money. Like me, even though I’m better off than most, have a social standing, when the apocalypse comes, I won’t get a ticket to board the ’Noah’s Ark.’

"For most people, if such Meteorological Weapons existed, it would be a way out.

"The period of climatic anomalies is not just a thing of the past. It will happen again. Maybe in a few hundred years, a thousand years, or perhaps sooner.

"Nobody knows how long the next one will last.

"Nobody knows when the sixth mass extinction will come. If it were to happen again, how many species would survive?"

Steve, seeing the seriousness in Feng Yi’s face and worrying his words might have scared him, smiled and patted Feng Yi on the shoulder, saying,

"Don’t worry, we probably won’t experience it again. But my opinion is, if we could have such Meteorological Weapons for self-protection, future generations at least have a choice for survival, the courage to resist."

Feng Yi nodded. He didn’t express any opinion; after all, he hadn’t experienced it, and all his feelings were limited.

There was a heavy atmosphere in the air. Feng Yi felt Steve’s psychological shadow from that period and decided not to mention the weather anymore. He changed the subject and asked, "How did you start cooperating with the Mutual Protection Bureau? Is it really like the news said?"

Steve smacked his lips, "Not exactly. The news just prettifies everything. My cooperation with the Mutual Protection Bureau had a not-so-pleasant beginning..."

During the period of climatic anomalies, Steve bought a lot of houses. The real estate market was highly volatile then, and no one knew whether the properties they purchased would be ravaged by disaster weather. Steve bought some low-priced houses, and the uninhabitable ones, he used to shelter stray reptile pets.

How many venomous snakes he kept and what his intentions and mindset were at the time, Steve didn’t elaborate to Feng Yi.

No need to speak of dark matters to the young.

He was young then, and society was tumultuous, shaping a way of thinking different from the peaceful times.