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

Luo Fei stayed on the training ground for a long time, helping the soldiers familiarize themselves with the armor and flight.

Chu Yue was the fastest, and she could already perform various complex movements while wearing armor. Rolling, jumping, sprinting, and various tactical movements were all performed in one go, as naturally as if she were wearing ordinary clothes.

Under her guidance, the others also became more and more skilled.

They trained until night and had become proficient in operating the armor. Luo Fei told them to get some rest.

Then, with a thought, he teleported back to the spaceship.

"Xiao Wan, wake me up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Roger that, Captain. Good night."

Luo Fei lay on the bed in the captain's lounge. The bed was soft and the blanket was light.

He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

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At exactly seven o'clock in the morning, Xiao Wan's voice rang out in the captain's lounge. It wasn't harsh, but it was very clear, as if someone was standing by the bed calling softly.

"Captain, it's seven o'clock."

Luo Fei opened his eyes, lay on the bed for two seconds, and then sat up.

He rubbed his face, and the system was activated in his mind.

[A divine choice has been triggered today.]

Options appear:

Option A: Obtain a complete set of "Controlled Nuclear Fusion Device" and all its manufacturing data. This device features a miniaturized design, roughly the size of a standard shipping container on Earth, with an output power of 500 megawatts. It can operate sustainably for 50 years without refueling. It boasts high safety, with no risk of nuclear leakage and produces no highly radioactive nuclear waste. The complete manufacturing data includes: material formulations, production processes, assembly procedures, safety regulations, etc., and can be directly used for industrial production.

Option B: Obtain a complete set of "metallic hydrogen batteries" and all manufacturing data. This battery is the size of a standard automotive battery on Earth, has a storage capacity a thousand times that of a regular lithium battery, and can be repeatedly charged and discharged over 100,000 times without degradation or explosion. The complete manufacturing data includes material formulations and production processes, and can be directly used for industrial production.

Luo Fei stared at the two options for a second, stunned.

Controlled nuclear fusion, 500 megawatts, no need to change fuel for 50 years.

If this thing were handed over to the nation, the energy problem of China and even the entire planet would be solved directly.

He chose A.

[Option A grants: A controlled nuclear fusion device and all its manufacturing data. The device and data storage have been stored in the host's storage ring, and the data has been implanted into the host's memory, accessible at any time.]

Luo Fei got out of bed and stepped barefoot onto the floor. The floor wasn't cold; it had a slightly warm feel to it.

"Xiao Wan, mark all the troops, weapons, and deployment points on Dongdu Island on the map. Then send this data to the auxiliary systems of those fifteen combat armor sets, so everyone can see it."

Xiao Wan said, "Received. Processing—All done. There are a total of 347 military targets across Dongdu Island. They have been categorized by priority, with the highest priority being weapon systems capable of causing mass destruction, such as cruise missiles, ballistic missiles, and long-range rocket artillery. The data has been sent to the fifteen armored units, and each unit's computer contains a complete map and target list."

Luo Fei took out the new military uniform from yesterday from the ring.

He put on his clothes one by one, and the hat was the last thing he wore.

He stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself, and almost didn't recognize himself.

The man in the dark green military uniform with three gold stars on his epaulets was himself, yet he didn't seem to be himself.

His facial features and physique remained unchanged, but his overall demeanor changed.

Like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

He straightened his hat, turned around, and with a thought, instantly teleported to the special operations brigade's training ground.

The morning light shone warmly on the training field.

The entire brigade of officers and soldiers had assembled, several hundred people, dressed in training uniforms, standing in neat rows.

Yang Zhenguo stood at the front of the line, with Zhang Qiming standing next to him. Both of them were wearing formal military uniforms, their hats were on properly, and their expressions were serious.

The moment Luo Fei appeared, someone in the group gasped—very softly, but clearly audible in the quiet morning light.

It's not just because of the way he appeared.

It was because of his military uniform and the three stars on his epaulets.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on those three stars, their gazes filled with shock, envy, and a "Holy crap!" stuck in their throats.

They knew Luo Fei was no ordinary person, but they didn't know he already held this military rank.

Yang Zhenguo stood at the front of the line, wearing a crisp military uniform with his hat pulled low, but the light in his eyes was still shining through.

The moment he saw Luo Fei appear, his body tensed up, and then he stepped forward.

His steps were steady and slow, each step as if measured carefully.

He walked up to Luo Fei, stopped, stood at attention, raised his right hand, and gave a standard military salute.

The palm is flat, the middle finger is slightly touching the brim of the hat, the wrist is straight, and the whole movement is clean and neat, without any excess.

This was the most solemn salute he had ever given in his decades of military service.

Zhang Qiming followed him and saluted as well.

His glasses reflected the morning light, obscuring his eyes, but his lips were tightly pressed together and his chin was slightly raised.

Then hundreds of people across the training ground saluted simultaneously, the sound of their arms rising so uniform it was as if there was only one voice.

Luo Fei looked at them, stood at attention, raised his right hand, and returned a military salute.

His movements weren't perfect, but they were steady and he was very focused.

At that moment, no one thought his military salute was not standard.

He lowered his hand, his gaze passing over Yang Zhenguo and Zhang Qiming, and landing on the fifteen people at the front of the line.

Chu Yue stood at the head of the line, with a set of dark blue combat armor standing beside her, the flag on her chest shining brightly red in the morning light.

Each person next to her was surrounded by the same armor, like fifteen statues.

Luo Fei walked over and stood in front of them.

"Are you all ready?"

His voice wasn't loud, but the training ground was quiet, and everyone could hear him clearly.

The fifteen people answered in unison, their voices seemingly coming from the same throat: "Always ready!"

Luo Fei nodded.

He faced those hundreds of soldiers.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on him, and hundreds of faces wore the same expression—anticipation.

They knew what was going to happen today. They knew they couldn't go with him, but they knew their comrades, wearing those amazing armors, were going with this young man to do something they had been waiting for since the first day they put on their uniforms.

Luo Fei nodded, and was about to say something more when his phone rang.

It's Director Qin.

"Xiao Luo, there are a few things I need to tell you."

As soon as I answered the phone, I heard Director Qin's voice, which sounded more hurried than usual.

"Several Japanese destroyers are sailing towards Dongdu at a speed of 25 knots, and are expected to enter the Dongdu Strait around 10:00 AM. South Korea has also dispatched several warships, preparing to head south, but—that guy in his 30s from the north has made a move, sending several warships to patrol the South Korean coast, keeping the South Korean fleet occupied and unable to cross for the time being. North Korea has also made a move, sending several warships to patrol the waters north of Japan, claiming it's 'routine training'."

Luo Fei hummed in agreement, without interrupting.

Director Qin continued, "The US carrier strike group is patrolling in international waters near our southern waters, without explicitly indicating that it will interfere with our operations. Warships from India, the Philippines, and Vietnam have also appeared in international waters in the southern waters, but they should not dare to make any rash moves for the time being. Our fleet has also set sail and is on alert in the relevant waters to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble."

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"Another situation is that intelligence indicates that those Japanese warships may have been carrying mushroom bombs. The US secretly transported them there; the number is unknown, but there are at least three to five."

Luo Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold, but his tone remained calm.

"I understand. Director Qin, please inform me immediately if any country's fleet dares to enter China's waters."

Director Qin asked, "Okay. Is everything ready on your end?"

Luo Fei first looked at the fifteen people in front of him, then at the hundreds of officers and soldiers standing upright behind him, and finally turned his gaze to the flag fluttering in the morning light.

"Ready."

He hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

Then, with a slight thought, he took out the live broadcast ball from the ring.

It hovered above his palm, slowly rotating, like a miniature planet.

"Xiao Wan, start the live stream. Connect to all platforms, synchronized across the entire planet."

Xiao Wan's voice came from the live broadcast sphere, not loud but very clear: "Received. The live broadcast signal has been forcibly connected to all network platforms and television stations on Blue Star."

Luo Fei understood that at this moment, all the online platforms and television stations in all the countries on Earth were broadcasting the same scene—at the training ground of the special operations brigade, in the early morning light, flags were fluttering, hundreds of officers and soldiers stood tall and straight, with fifteen dark blue combat armored vehicles parked beside them, and a young man wearing a general's uniform with three gold stars on his shoulder insignia was standing at the very front.

He took a deep breath, faced the live broadcast ball, and slowly began to speak.

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was steady and clear.

"Dongdu Island of the Dragon Kingdom has been part of the Dragon Kingdom's territory since ancient times. Today, it is about to return to its mother's embrace."

He paused briefly.

"Any force that attempts to obstruct this process will be utterly destroyed."