I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Luo Fei and Qin Zhenhua walked out of the conference center side by side.

The two walked down the steps. Qin Zhenhua answered a phone call, said "uh-huh" a few times, and then looked at Luo Fei after hanging up.

"It's all arranged by Director Zhou. It's nearby, just a ten-minute walk away."

Luo Fei nodded.

The two walked through a quiet street and turned into an old alley.

The alley is deep, with old courtyards with gray walls and blue tiles on both sides. Occasionally, an old man sits in the doorway sunbathing, and a cat lies on the wall dozing off.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Qin Zhenhua stopped in front of a vermilion gate.

There was no sign on the door, only two brass door knockers, polished to a shine.

He pushed open the door.

Inside was a small courtyard with several pomegranate trees and a stone table and several stone benches under the trees.

Directly opposite the courtyard gate was a row of single-story houses with old-fashioned wooden lattice windows covered with paper.

Qin Zhenhua led Luo Fei across the courtyard and pushed open the door to the main house.

Inside was an elegant private room.

The round table was already set, and several cold dishes were served first. The tea had just been brewed, and steam was rising in wisps.

Four people were already seated at the table.

Zhou Mingyu was sitting in the main seat when he saw Luo Fei enter, and he immediately stood up.

"Luo Fei, you're here. Please have a seat."

He raised his hand to introduce him.

"Come on, let me introduce you."

He pointed to the first person on his left, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a refined and scholarly air, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"This is Director Chen Huaiyuan of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Chen Huaiyuan stood up, extended his hand, and smiled gently.

"Mr. Luo, I've long admired your name."

Luo Fei grasped his hand.

"Director Chen, you're too kind."

Zhou Mingyu pointed to the second person, a burly old man with a square face and gray hair, wearing a military uniform with three general stars on his shoulder insignia.

"This is General Li Zhengxun, the Minister of the Operations Department of the General Staff."

Li Zhengxun stood up, stretched out his hand, and exerted considerable force.

"Comrade Luo, I've seen all your test reports." He laughed heartily. "You're a promising young man."

Luo Fei nodded slightly.

"General Li, you flatter me."

Zhou Mingyu pointed to the third person, a woman with short, neat hair and sharp eyes, wearing a dark suit.

"This is Director Fang Lin of the Intelligence Analysis Center of the Ministry of State Security."

Fang Lin stood up, stretched out her hand, her fingers long and strong.

"Mr. Luo, if you need any intelligence in the future, you can contact me directly."

Luo Fei took her hand.

"Thank you, Director Fang."

Zhou Mingyu pointed to the fourth person, a young man who looked to be only in his thirties, wearing glasses and with a refined demeanor.

"This is Director Zhao Siyuan from the Ministry of Science and Technology."

Zhao Siyuan smiled and extended his hand.

"Mr. Luo, your skateboard has excited the people in our Ministry of Science and Technology for a long time."

Luo Fei smiled.

"As long as it works."

After the introductions were completed, everyone took their seats.

Zhou Mingyu called the waiter to bring out the hot dishes.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Luo Fei put down his chopsticks and looked at Qin Zhenhua.

"Director Qin, there's something I'd like to ask you."

Qin Zhenhua looked up.

"you say."

"How is the evacuation of Chinese citizens going in Japan?"

Qin Zhenhua's expression turned serious.

He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

"We've been working on this these past few days."

"Through various channels, we have repeatedly emphasized and notified all Chinese citizens in Japan to evacuate as soon as possible."

"Most people will listen to advice."

"After receiving the notification, those who needed to buy plane tickets did so, and those who needed to take a boat did so. Almost everyone has returned."

He paused.

"But there are also some people..."

He glanced at Luo Fei but didn't continue.

Luo Fei understood.

Those people either don't believe it, don't care, or have other ideas.

In short—they are unpatriotic.

"What about the embassy?" Luo Fei asked.

"The embassy staff will stay until Friday," Qin Zhenhua said. "On Friday afternoon, they will take a special plane back to China."

"Before that, they will continue to contact the citizens who have not yet evacuated through various means and persuade them to leave."

Luo Fei nodded and didn't ask anything more.

A few seconds of silence fell over the table.

Zhou Mingyu raised his glass.

"Come on, let's drink!"

"We've done our best. The rest is up to fate."

Everyone raised their glasses, and the conversation shifted to another topic.

The dinner ended close to 2 p.m.

The group left the courtyard and said goodbye at the entrance of the alley.

Zhou Mingyu looked at Luo Fei.

"Luo Fei, what are your plans for this afternoon?"

"No." Luo Fei shook his head.

"Would you like me to arrange for someone to show you around Kyoto?" Zhou Mingyu asked with a smile.

Luo Fei shook his head.

"No need to trouble yourself, I can just wander around by myself."

Zhou Mingyu did not insist.

"Okay, do as you please. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"it is good."

The crowd dispersed.

Luo Fei walked alone on the streets of Kyoto.

I had no destination; I was just wandering around.

He walked through the alleys, across the main streets, past centuries-old buildings, and past newly built high-rises.

The sun is shining brightly.

The wind is gentle.

Pedestrians hurried by, and no one gave him a second glance.

He enjoyed the feeling.

Like a drop of water, it merges into the ocean.

Around 4 p.m., he walked to the Meridian Gate of the Imperial Palace.

The square was crowded with tourists queuing in long lines, waiting to have their tickets checked and enter the park.

He didn't go in.

I just stood in the square for a while, looking at the red walls and yellow tiles, and the flying eaves and brackets.

Then turned and left.

In the evening, he passed by Shichahai.

Willows sway gently by the lake, and the sunset glow is reflected on the water.

Some people are walking their dogs, some are jogging, and some are sitting on benches, staring blankly at the lake.

Luo Fei stood by the lake for a long time.

As dusk fell and the city lights began to come on, the sky gradually darkened.

He then turned around and walked towards the hotel.

At 8 p.m., Luo Fei returned to his hotel room.

He took a shower, changed his clothes, and sat on the sofa.

The night view outside the window is beautiful.

Kyoto at night is ablaze with lights and bustling with traffic.

He leaned back on the sofa and suddenly remembered a question.

His current combat strength is 10,000.

In addition to the energy I just gained today.

How fast could it go if it flew at full speed?

He asked himself.

"system."

【exist. 】

"With my current combat capabilities, what would my maximum flight speed be?"

The host's current theoretical maximum flight speed is approximately Mach 500.

Luo Fei's eyes widened slightly.

Mach 500?

One Mach is approximately equal to 1225 kilometers per hour.

Mach 500 means every hour...

He took out his phone and did the math.

612,500 kilometers.

He leaned back on the sofa.

An indescribable feeling welled up inside me.

It wasn't pride, nor smugness, just... a bit dazed.

Luo Fei stood up.

He walked to the window and looked at the night view outside.

He suddenly wanted to do something.

Fly home, not by plane.

Instead, it used its own strength to fly back.

Luo Fei checked the time.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

The straight-line distance from Kyoto to Longhai is approximately 1,800 kilometers.

Even if he could suppress it to Mach 20 at his speed, it would only take a few minutes...

He turned and went into the bedroom, took out a black tracksuit from his ring and changed into it.

Then he stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself.

A thought crossed my mind.

Transformation is activated.

The face in the mirror began to change.

The person's entire demeanor is completely different.

The person in the mirror now is an ordinary face that you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.

Luo Fei nodded in satisfaction.

Arriving at the hotel rooftop, I confirmed that no one was around.

Use your phone's navigation app to confirm the general direction.

He then put the phone into the ring.

Luo Fei took a deep breath.

A thought arose.

The energy within his body surged forth instantly, enveloping his entire body.

Then--

A loud "bang" rang out, like a bolt from the blue.

His body shot into the night sky like a bullet fired from a gun.

The speed is astonishing.

But he felt no discomfort whatsoever.

That layer of air that enveloped the whole body isolated it from all wind and resistance.

The surrounding scenery rushed past.

The lights on the ground formed strips of light.

Skyscrapers have turned into matchboxes.

The entire city shrank rapidly beneath his feet.

An invisible shadow streaked across the night sky.

Only faint ripples spread out behind him.

At this time.

Kyoto Military District Radar Monitoring Station.

Inside the duty room, several young soldiers were staring at the screens in front of them.

The radar screen was completely calm.

Occasionally, a few points of light from commercial airliners would appear, moving slowly.

suddenly.

A soldier's eyes widened suddenly.

"Huh?!"

His comrade next to him turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

The soldier pointed at the screen.

"Look at this!"

On the screen, a faint dot of light is moving rapidly.

The speed is ridiculously fast.

It took less than two seconds for it to appear from the edge of the screen and approach the center.

"What is this thing?!"

Another soldier joined in.

"missile?"

"Report! Report immediately!"

The atmosphere in the duty room instantly became tense.

The call was immediately connected to the superior.

"Reporting, sir! Radar has detected an unusual target! Extremely fast speed! Heading from north to south! Currently..."

"Already what?!"

"It has flown out of the monitoring range!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Say it again.

"The entire process, from the moment the target entered the monitoring range to the moment it flew out of the range, took less than five seconds."

"Has the speed been calculated yet?!"

"Calculating...it's done."

"How many?"

"Approximately Mach 20."

There was silence again on the other end of the phone.

Then came a low, guttural curse.

"Immediately declare a state of emergency!"

"Notify all units! Be alert for unusual aerial targets!"

"Notify air defense forces! Be prepared to intercept at any time!"

"notify--"

He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

Mach 20.

At such close range, what kind of interception could stop it?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by an order.

"Continue monitoring and report any issues immediately."

"yes!"

In the duty room, several soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.

On the screen, the point of light had vanished without a trace.

Only a few slow-moving commercial airliners remained, crawling along like tortoises.

The young soldier swallowed hard.

"What was that just now?"

No one answered him.

The entire duty room was deathly silent.

night sky.

Luo Fei continued flying south.

He was unaware that the Kyoto Military District had entered a state of emergency because of him.

Little did he know that countless radars were desperately searching for his whereabouts.