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

The next morning, Luo Fei opened his eyes and the system was activated in his mind.

[A divine choice has been triggered today.]

The options appear before your eyes.

Option A: Obtain a 'top-class yacht' (Italian-made, 32-meter luxury yacht, with all necessary paperwork, moored at Xiamen International Yacht Marina, with berth fees, maintenance, and other expenses pre-paid for seventy years)

Option B: Obtain one large cargo ship (a 30,000-ton deadweight bulk carrier with complete documentation, docked at Xiamen Port, and legally operable)

Luo Fei's gaze swept over the two options, almost without hesitation.

I chose A.

[Acquired a top-of-the-line yacht. The berthing location has been sent to the host's mobile phone, and all paperwork and keys have been placed in the host's storage ring.]

The phone vibrated as soon as I finished speaking.

Luo Fei picked up his phone and glanced at it. It showed detailed information about the yacht, its mooring location, and several photos.

The white hull, streamlined design, three decks, spacious terrace, and luxurious interior.

As he looked at the photo, a thought suddenly popped into his head.

My parents have never traveled far from home since I was a child.

My mother started working at the age of sixteen, carrying bricks on construction sites and washing dishes in restaurants, spending her whole life trapped in the small county of Qingyang.

My father was the same way. He tended the few acres of land at home, raised his family, and never went any further than the city in his entire life.

Since starting work, he has always been busy with work and making money, and has never taken his parents on a trip.

Luo Fei put down his phone, an idea forming in his mind.

He got up, washed up, and went downstairs.

Chu Yue was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen when she heard footsteps and peeked out.

"You're up? Breakfast will be ready soon."

Luo Fei sat down at the table and waited for her to bring him breakfast.

The two ate quietly.

Halfway through the meal, Luo Fei spoke up: "Chu Yue, you've mastered the second set of moves. Let's go back to the Special Operations Brigade today; the brigade commander is waiting for you to teach the Hunter Blade Squad."

Chu Yue paused for a moment.

She looked up at Luo Fei, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

But quickly, she nodded: "Okay."

Luo Fei looked at her and said, "When you get back, teach them well. Although those soldiers are unruly, they are all good prospects. Don't be polite to them."

Chu Yue's lips curled up slightly, then she quickly pursed them back.

"I know."

She lowered her head and continued eating.

The familiar faces of the Hunter Blade Squad had already appeared in my mind.

They were all troublemakers, and they wouldn't submit to anyone on the training field. When they saw female soldiers, they were even more arrogant.

She went back and taught them body-refining techniques.

Chu Yue's fingers tightened slightly, and her chopsticks tapped against the rim of the bowl.

Luo Fei glanced at her, said nothing, and continued eating.

-

Lin Zongwei's home in Qingshan Town.

Yang Xue left home early in the morning and arrived in the county town.

She made an appointment with someone today.

She couldn't get in touch with Sun Xiaoyan, but she didn't believe that Sun Xiaoyan was the only reporter in the entire county.

She asked around and found another reporter at the county TV station who covered social news, surnamed Huang, who was said to be quite active in reporting.

The two agreed to meet at a teahouse in the county town.

When Yang Xue arrived, reporter Huang was already sitting inside.

He was a tall, thin man wearing black-rimmed glasses and holding a cigarette in his hand.

Yang Xue sat down, ordered a pot of tea, and began to speak.

She used the same old excuse: her mother-in-law's biological daughter had become successful but refused to acknowledge her, lived in a villa, and was unwilling to support her elderly mother. She wanted reporters to help mediate and hoped public opinion would lend a hand.

As reporter Huang listened, his eyes slowly lit up.

This kind of subject matter definitely has potential.

A biological daughter refusing to acknowledge her poor mother—a social news story, a family ethics drama, a morally condemning story, and a favorite among viewers.

He stubbed out his cigarette and was about to say something when Yang Xue spoke up again.

"Reporter Huang, I actually talked about this with my cousin yesterday. She also works at your station, her name is Sun Xiaoyan."

Reporter Huang's hand froze in mid-air.

The expression on his face changed.

"Sun Xiaoyan? Sun Xiaoyan from the Social News Department?"

Yang Xue nodded: "Yes, she's my distant cousin. We had a good chat yesterday, but she had an urgent matter at the station and left first. I tried calling her later, but she was always out of service. I thought she might be on a business trip, so I came to see you today."

Reporter Huang stared at her, his gaze becoming complicated.

He leaned back and took a closer look at the woman in front of him.

Sun Xiaoyan, who was called in for a talk by her superiors yesterday and was sent to the mountains for interviews that same day.

Everyone at the station knows that the poverty alleviation project in that mountainous area is very difficult; the roads haven't even been repaired yet, and anyone who goes there is doomed.

Sun Xiaoyan had worked at the station for over ten years and had never been sent to such a place before.

I was sent away after meeting this woman yesterday.

Reporter Huang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his mind raced.

He put down his teacup and stood up.

"Ms. Yang, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I have an interview to do today, so I have to go right away."

Yang Xue was stunned: "Hey, Reporter Huang, we haven't finished talking yet..."

Reporter Huang had already picked up her bag and walked out.

"Let's talk another day."

He left the teahouse without looking back, walking quickly, as if he were hiding from something dirty.

Yang Xue sat in her seat, her face ashen.

She gripped the teacup tightly in her hand.

Reporter Huang walked out of the teahouse, turned into a nearby alley, took out his phone, and opened a group chat with colleagues.

The group has dozens of members, all of whom are from various media outlets in the county covering social news.

He quickly typed a line of text.

"Brothers, listen up. There's a woman named Yang Xue who contacted Sun Xiaoyan yesterday, and Sun Xiaoyan was sent to the mountains that same day. She came to see me again today, saying the same thing. Be careful, don't answer her."

After the message was sent, the group was silent for a few seconds.

Then it exploded.

"Holy crap, is that the guy who sent Sun Xiaoyan into the mountains?"

"I heard that Sun Xiaoyan was called into the office yesterday, and she came out with a pale face."

"That poverty alleviation site in the mountains? Old Li went there for a week last time and came back having lost ten pounds."

"Thanks for reminding me, I almost answered it."

"I've forwarded this so other colleagues can also take note."

Reporter Huang breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the messages flooding the group chat.

He put his phone in his pocket and quickly left.

-

Liuxi Village.

Luo Fei drove his D9 into the village.

He parked his car in front of the farmhouse, but instead of going in right away, he made a phone call first.

Old Wu answered very quickly.

"Mr. Luo."

Luo Fei said, "Old Wu, I'm planning to take my parents out to sea for a few days. Could you arrange for a few people to go on board as staff and be responsible for their safety?"

Old Wu asked, "When are we leaving?"

"Now. I'll leave after I pick up my parents."

Old Wu didn't ask any further questions: "Okay, Mr. Luo. I'll arrange it right away. I'll contact you when the person arrives."

Luo Fei hung up the phone and went into the farmhouse.

In the courtyard, Luo Weidong was squatting in the corner repairing a hoe, while Li Xiulan was picking vegetables beside him.

Seeing Luo Fei enter, Li Xiulan looked up: "Xiao Fei? Why are you back today?"

Luo Fei walked to his mother's side, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Mom, pack your things, I'll take you and Dad out for a few days."

Li Xiulan was stunned: "Play? Where do we play?"

Luo Fei said, "Let's go out to sea. Let's go for a spin on the ocean, feel the sea breeze, and enjoy the scenery."

Luo Weidong also looked up, his face full of doubt: "Go to sea? By boat?"

Luo Fei nodded: "Yes. I rented a boat and docked it over at Luda Island. Let's stay there for a few days, eat some seafood, and watch the sunrise."

Li Xiulan put down the vegetables in her hand, wiped her hands, and looked hesitant.

"Going to sea? That must cost a lot of money, right? Xiaofei, you don't earn money easily, don't waste it..."

Luo Fei laughed: "Mom, don't worry about the money. The boat has already been rented and the deposit has been paid. It would be a waste of money not to go."

Li Xiulan hesitated and looked at Luo Weidong.

Luo Weidong thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Fei is just being filial, go ahead."

Li Xiulan glared at him: "All you ever do is talk about going, going, going! Will you be able to get used to the food and accommodations on that ship?"

Luo Fei stood up and tugged at his mother's sleeve: "Mom, there's a kitchen and a bedroom on the ship, almost like home. You can go without worry, just pack a couple of changes of clothes."

Li Xiulan looked at him, remained silent for a while, and finally nodded.

"Alright, let's go then."

She stood up and walked into the house, muttering, "I need to bring a jacket; it's windy at sea."

Luo Weidong watched her retreating figure, smiled, and said to Luo Fei, "Your mom is just being stubborn; she's actually quite happy inside."

Luo Fei smiled but didn't say anything.

Li Xiulan spent a long time tidying up inside, and it was only after Luo Fei urged her several times that she finally came out carrying a bag.

"Alright, alright, stop rushing me. Dad, did you bring your ID card? When you're out and about, you need to have all your documents with you..."

Luo Fei took the bag, put it in the trunk, and helped his mother into the car.

Luo Weidong also got into the car and sat in the back seat, looking somewhat reserved.

The car started and drove out of Liuxi Village.

Looking out the window at the receding fields and mountains, Li Xiulan suddenly said, "Your father has never been to sea in his life."

Luo Fei glanced at his mother in the rearview mirror but didn't say anything.