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

The moment Mo Heng saw Luo Fei, he instantly snapped out of his daze.

"Mr. Luo!"

He strode forward, his face beaming with delight.

"Why did you come? Why didn't you tell me beforehand so I could have made some preparations to receive you?"

Luo Fei replied, "I was just passing by and thought I'd drop you off with something."

Moheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing became rapid.

Luo Fei walked to a relatively open area at the edge of the camp and stopped.

Then he started taking things out of the ring.

Boxes of rifles, machine guns, and sniper rifles were neatly stacked on the ground, gradually piling up into a small mountain.

Next came the ammunition: boxes of bullets, grenades, and rockets, stacked in several rows.

Following that were a dozen or so mortars and howitzers, along with their accompanying shells.

Finally, he took out five armed helicopters.

This is not one of those small drones, but a real armed helicopter with combat capabilities.

The fuselage was dark green, with folded rotors and missile launchers mounted on both sides. The cockpit windows gleamed in the sunlight.

Mo Heng was so shocked that his mouth was open and he couldn't close it. After finally managing to close it, he couldn't help but open it again.

He has spent most of his life in these mountains and forests, from carrying an AK and fighting alongside old warlords in his teens to now leading a force of thousands of men. He has seen quite a few weapons.

But seeing those armed helicopters still made me a little nervous.

"Mr. Luo, this..." Mo Heng's voice trembled slightly, "How much will this cost..."

Luo Fei waved his hand: "Don't worry about the price. Now that your team is bigger, your weaponry needs to keep up. Find some reliable pilots for these helicopters and train them well. They'll come in handy when dealing with other major warlords in the future."

Mo Heng took a deep breath, straightened his back, and saluted Luo Fei—a salute from the bottom of his heart, filled with awe and gratitude.

Luo Fei didn't say anything more. With a thought, he marked Mo Heng.

He then said, "I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

Mo Heng remained standing in the same spot, about to ask Luo Fei to stay and give him a proper welcome, when he saw Luo Fei vanish right before his eyes, as if he had never been there at all.

Mo Heng stood there, blinked, and then rubbed his eyes.

The soldiers holding rifles nearby were stunned, looking at each other, too afraid to utter a sound as they slammed their rifle butts on the ground.

It wasn't until the mountain wind whipped up the fallen leaves that Mo Heng snapped out of his daze and roared at his dumbfounded subordinates, "What are you all standing there for! Move these treasures to the newly built underground warehouse! Handle them with care! Anyone who dares to chip a single speck of paint, I'll send them to clear minefields!"

Luo Fei teleported back to the rooftop of the shopping mall.

From leaving to returning, it only took a dozen minutes.

The wind on the rooftop was still so strong, and the distant county town was still so quiet, as if nothing had happened.

He took the elevator downstairs.

In the furniture section on the first floor, Li Xiulan was sitting on a sofa, trying it out.

The sofa was a dark gray fabric sofa with soft cushions and a high back. She sank into it, a look of enjoyment on her face.

"This is comfortable to sit in."

She said to the sales assistant.

The sales assistant was a young girl with a sweet smile: "Auntie, this is our store's best-selling item. The fabric is stain-resistant; if it gets dirty, just wipe it clean with a damp cloth."

Li Xiulan touched the armrest and asked about the price. After the sales assistant quoted the price, she hesitated.

Luo Fei walked over and said, "Mom, buy it if you like it."

Li Xiulan was still a little hesitant: "Isn't it too expensive? I saw that the one next to it is half the price."

Luo Fei squatted down and said to her, "Mom, the most important thing is that you and Dad are comfortable. Don't worry about the money."

Li Xiulan glanced at her son, then at the sofa, and gritted her teeth: "Fine, I'll buy it!"

Luo Weidong was looking at the refrigerator next to him. It was a double-door, silver-gray refrigerator that could make ice and connect to WiFi.

He studied it for a while, then asked the sales assistant, "How does this ice-making process work? Does it require a water pipe?"

Luo Fei walked over and took a look: "Dad, this is pretty good, it's convenient for drinking ice water in the summer. Let's buy it."

Luo Weidong nodded, then asked, "Won't it use a lot of electricity?"

Luo Fei smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's a Level 1 energy-efficient model, it won't cost much."

Li Xiulan stood up from the sofa, walked to the bedding section, and began to choose a quilt.

She examined them very carefully, touching each quilt and then rubbing them against her face to feel the texture of the fabric.

Luo Fei stood beside her, watching her quietly.

My mother's hands were rough, and her palms were covered in calluses.

When she touched the soft quilts, her movements were very gentle and careful, as if she were afraid that her hands would snag the delicate fabric.

He turned his head away, unable to bear looking any longer.

My phone rang. It was a message from my aunt: "Xiaofei, the factory renovation is finished. We can start work next week."

Luo Fei replied with a single word: "Okay."

Then he sent another message: "I'll go check it out later."

He looked up and saw that Li Xiulan had already chosen two quilts and was haggling with the sales assistant.

The sales assistant said the prices were fixed and no discounts were possible, but Li Xiulan said, "I've already bought so much stuff, can't you at least give me a pillow as a gift?"

The sales assistant hesitated for a moment, but ultimately agreed.

Li Xiulan smiled with satisfaction.

Luo Fei told his parents, "Mom, Dad, you two keep shopping. Once you've bought everything, just have the store deliver it to your door. I'm going to check on my aunt's company."

Li Xiulan waved her hand: "Go ahead, let's take our time strolling around."

Luo Fei drove to his aunt's company.

The company is not far from the shopping mall; it only takes about ten minutes to get there.

He took the elevator to the top floor, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The young woman at the front desk immediately stood up: "Hello, may I ask where you are looking for—"

"I'm looking for Luo Yumei."

"Who are you?"

"Her nephew."

The little girl quickly led him inside.

The office wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy.

Luo Yumei sat behind her desk, a pile of documents spread out in front of her. Her hair was shorter than before, making her look more neat.

Liu Qiang stood next to her, holding a stack of contracts, and was talking to her.

Both of them smiled when they saw Luo Fei come in.

"Xiao Fei!" Luo Yumei stood up. "Why are you here?"

Luo Fei said, "I was just passing by and thought I'd drop by to see you guys."

He sat down, and Liu Qiang poured him a glass of water.

Luo Yumei gave a brief introduction to the company's situation—the factory has been renovated, the first batch of raw materials has been ordered, and production can begin next Monday.

"I consulted several experts about the formula for that hair growth gel, and they all said it was amazing."

Luo Yumei's tone was tinged with excitement, "They said that if this formula is really effective, the national market could be worth at least several billion yuan."

Luo Fei smiled and said, "It will definitely work. You can do it with confidence. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. By the way, my parents are moving to their new house tomorrow. Why don't you take Linlin back to the village for dinner tomorrow night to celebrate? Qiangzi can come too."

Aunt and Liu Qiang both nodded with smiles on their faces, indicating that they would definitely go.

Luo Fei sat in the office for a while, flipped through the company's newly made brochure, chatted with Liu Qiang about the details of the production process, and then got up to leave.

Before leaving, he had a thought and marked his aunt and Liu Qiang.

That way, if anything happens in the future, he can teleport to their side at any time.

On his drive back to the mall, he was thinking about moving tomorrow.

There are still many things missing in the new house, such as furniture, appliances, pots and pans, curtains and bedding. My parents bought them all today, and we can move in tomorrow.

He was in a good mood and couldn't help but hum a song.

It's still that song, "The Sea".

This time his voice was louder, and the car stereo wasn't even on, but his singing echoed in the car, sounding exceptionally beautiful.

While waiting at a red light, a red car in the next lane suddenly rolled down its window, and a female driver with a ponytail leaned out and looked at him curiously.

Luo Fei's voice stopped abruptly. He awkwardly touched his nose and quickly pretended to look down at the navigation.

The light turned green, he stepped on the gas, and the car merged into the traffic, leaving only a faint melody fading away in the wind.