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Luo Fei hung up the phone with Director Qin, stood in the empty hall of the museum for a few seconds, and then turned to look at Chu Yue.

"Let's go, come with me to Kyoto."

Chu Yue nodded without asking why—she had gradually come to understand that being with Luo Fei often made it difficult for her to comprehend things due to too many questions.

Luo Fei stepped forward and naturally put his hand on her shoulder.

Chu Yue's shoulders stiffened slightly, but she did not dodge.

The next second, the two were already standing in that conference room in Kyoto.

Chu Yue looked around, and the solemn sign hanging on the wall made her expression change slightly, quickly realizing that this place was unusual.

She took a step back, keeping a little distance from Luo Fei.

"I'll go outside and wait for you."

After saying that, she turned and walked away quickly, as if avoiding something she shouldn't have seen.

Luo Fei opened his mouth, intending to say, "Actually, you don't need to go out," but seeing that she had already walked away, he didn't call out again.

At the end of the corridor, Chu Yue stood against the wall, her hands in her pockets, looking out the window.

The sky over Kyoto was overcast and the sun was not visible; only the faint outline of the western mountains could be seen in the distance.

The meeting room door was open.

The lights were on, and the wall clock was still ticking away.

Luo Fei sat down in the seat closest to the door and took out his phone to browse the news.

Several related trending topics about Dongdu Island are still hanging in the headlines, such as "Mount Fuji eruption", "Japan earthquake", "return", "Chinese general", "fifteen armored warriors", "surviving a mushroom bomb explosion", etc., and I've scrolled through several pages without reaching the end.

He swiped a few times and then closed the page; there wasn't much to see. He did all of this himself.

Less than five minutes later, Director Qin pushed open the door and entered.

His hair was a bit messier than usual today, and he had two obvious dark circles under his eyes, but he walked at a fast pace, as if there was a gust of wind in his body.

As soon as he entered, he saw Luo Fei. He quickly walked over, sat down opposite him, and placed his thermos on the table with a thud. The lid popped open, spilling a few drops of tea onto the table, but he didn't bother to wipe it up.

"Where are the things?"

Director Qin got straight to the point, his voice still hoarse, but the urgency was almost overflowing from his throat.

Luo Fei calmly took out a laptop and a hard drive from the ring.

He pushed the two items onto the table and handed them to Director Qin: "They're all here. The documents are all stored, but you wouldn't understand them even if I showed them to you. Let's wait for the experts to come and let them see them."

Director Qin stared at the computer and hard drive, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He reached out and touched the hard drive's casing, as if to confirm that this wasn't a hallucination.

His hands trembled slightly, not from fear, but from excitement, like someone who had trekked through the desert for a long time and finally saw water, his legs weak but his heart full of hope.

"The experts will be here soon. I have already sent people to invite all the nuclear physics experts in Kyoto, and Academician Sun Guoqiang is on his way."

Director Qin's voice was somewhat unsteady.

Luo Fei nodded, leaned back in his chair, and stopped talking, his eyes glazed over, lost in thought.

About twenty minutes later, a series of chaotic footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The door was pushed open, and people came in one after another—at the front was Academician Sun Guoqiang, whose hair was completely white, but he was in good spirits and walked faster than young people, carrying an old briefcase in his hand.

Following behind were several middle-aged and young experts, some wearing glasses and some not, but all of them had the same expression—excitement mixed with curiosity, and curiosity mixed with a hint of doubt.

They didn't know why they were called in, only that "Director Qin said there was something important." But judging from the scene, it didn't seem like a meeting; it seemed more like something big had happened.

After everyone was seated, Director Qin stood up, said nothing, but glanced at Luo Fei.

Luo Fei also stood up, turned on the computer, plugged in the hard drive, and the screen lit up.

He opened a folder named "Controlled Nuclear Fusion".

Then, he turned the screen towards Academician Sun and said, "Academician Sun, please take a look at this document."

Academician Sun took out his reading glasses from his pocket, put them on, and leaned closer to the screen.

At first, his expression was somewhat cautious, as if he were scrutinizing "what exactly you've been up to."

Then, he frowned slightly, which did not mean "there is a problem," but rather that he was "focusing his attention."

He slid his fingers across the touchpad, flipping through the pages one by one, his speed increasing until the young experts behind him could barely keep up with his browsing pace.

The conference room was so quiet that you could hear the hum of the computer cooling fans.

Academician Sun's finger stopped, resting on one of the pages, his finger trembling slightly.

He turned to look at Luo Fei, his lips trembling several times before he finally spoke, "This information... is real."

The meeting room erupted in chaos.

A middle-aged expert stood up, leaned forward to look at the screen, and almost dropped his glasses.

A young expert whispered to the person next to him, "Look at that energy constraint formula, doesn't it match the model we envisioned before?"

The people next to him nodded vigorously, their mouths agape in astonishment.

Director Qin stood next to Luo Fei, his hands resting on the edge of the table, his arms trembling slightly.

He glanced at Luo Fei, who nodded slightly.

Director Qin took a deep breath, and his voice suddenly became calm and steady, the commanding presence he had long held in a high position returned.

"Distinguished experts, please keep the source and authenticity of this information confidential. From now on, Academician Sun will lead a core team specifically responsible for verifying and studying this information. No one else may access it without authorization."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"After the meeting, Academician Sun took the hard drive with him. If you encounter any problems during the research process, report directly to me. I will also coordinate with various departments to provide you with convenience. We will provide manpower, equipment, and funding as needed. There is only one requirement—to turn the theory and drawings into a physical object as soon as possible."

Academician Sun stood up, pulled the hard drive out of the computer, and held it tightly in his hand.

His old bones gripped that small black cube as if he were holding the future of the entire Dragon Kingdom in his hands.

He glanced at Luo Fei, his eyes filled with a complex emotion—a sense of satisfaction that said, "I've lived to this age and can still see something like this; it's all worth it."

"General Luo," Academician Sun began, his voice trembling slightly but very solemn, "On behalf of the nuclear physics community of China, I thank you."

Luo Fei stood up and bowed slightly as a sign of respect for the senior scholar: "Academician Sun, please don't be so polite. No matter how good the idea is, someone has to turn it into reality. I'll leave this matter to you."

Luo Fei continued, "Director Qin, there's one more thing. I have a private museum in Longhai City, but it's too small. I'd like to demolish it and rebuild it. Could you help me with the various approval procedures?"

Director Qin looked at him, his eyes seeming to say, "Is this even a big deal?"

He picked up his thermos and took a sip: "Your museum, is it going to house artifacts you took back from Japan?"

Luo Fei nodded.

Director Qin tightened the lid of the thermos and placed it on the table, his tone relaxed: "No formalities are needed. You can build it as you wish, I'll put in a good word, and no one will cause you any trouble. If anyone dares to cause you trouble, tell them to come directly to me."

He paused, then asked again, "Is the area enough? If not, you can have the surrounding land. I'll have someone handle the demolition."

Luo Fei thought for a moment and said, "That's enough. If it's not enough, I'll just build a few more floors, that should be about right."

Director Qin glanced at him, said nothing more, stood up, picked up his thermos, patted Luo Fei on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

The conference room lights were still on. Luo Fei stood alone for a while, then put his computer back in his ring and left.

At the doorway, Chu Yue was still standing against the wall at the end of the corridor, facing the window.

The window was ajar, and a breeze blew in, causing the stray hairs on her forehead to flutter gently.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around and saw Luo Fei coming out. She took her hand out of her pocket and straightened up: "All done?"

"It's all done."

Luo Fei said, "Let's go back to the museum, we still have work to do."

Chu Yue didn't ask what kind of work it was. She walked over, took a deep breath, and waited.

Luo Fei reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. With a thought, the two disappeared from the corridor.

The next second, the two were standing in the empty lobby of the museum in Longhai City.

Chu Yue looked around, then glanced at Luo Fei, not understanding what he was going to do.

Luo Fei said into his phone, "Xiao Wan, help me design a plan. It needs to be able to hold all the artifacts in the ring. Also, leave twice the space, in case other artifacts come back later. The architecture needs to be unique, ideally becoming a landmark of Longhai City."

"Does the spaceship have a special material formula? It needs to be quick-drying and high-strength, at least dozens of times stronger than the strongest cement on Earth, so that ordinary construction machinery can't dismantle it, and ideally, it should be able to withstand a mushroom bomb explosion. The construction period needs to be short, not the kind that drags on for a year or two."

Xiao Wan's voice immediately rang out: "Received. Calculating—the plan has been generated. Design concept: Dragon's Spine. The overall shape is a soaring dragon, with the main body of the building forming the dragon's body, in a streamlined and undulating manner, reaching a maximum height of 110 meters, equivalent to a 30-story building above ground."

"The exterior facade uses a color-tunable high-strength composite material from spacecraft materials, with a silver-white base that can refract a rainbow of colors under sunlight, making it look like dragon scales from a distance."

"The total building area is approximately 300,000 square meters. The first basement level is an equipment floor and security control center, while the second and third basement levels are for cultural relic storage, equipped with a constant temperature and humidity system and the highest level of security system."

"The ground floor houses the reception hall and temporary exhibition halls, while floors two through twenty-five are permanent exhibition halls, divided by dynasty and category, including bronzes, porcelains, calligraphy and paintings, jades, Buddhist statues, and miscellaneous items, with each floor having a different theme."

Floors 26 to 28 house administrative offices and a cultural relics restoration center. Floors 29 and 30 are observation decks and sky gardens, offering panoramic views of Longhai City.

Xiao Wan paused for a moment, seemingly waiting for Luo Fei to process this information, before continuing, "In terms of materials, the spaceship has a sufficient reserve of special materials, and common raw materials on Earth—such as iron, aluminum, silicon, and carbon—can be purchased locally and synthesized on-site into high-strength composite building materials."

"The compressive strength of this material is fifty times that of the highest grade concrete on Earth, and its tensile strength is thirty times that of ordinary building steel."

"Simply put, buildings constructed with this material are impossible to dismantle with ordinary construction machinery; drilling into them will only wear the machinery down first."

"As for mushroom bombs? The kind of explosive you tested yourself, if it exploded on the surface of a building, would at most scratch off a layer of paint."

Chu Yue's mouth was slightly open, unsure of what expression to make.

Xiao Wan continued, "In terms of construction time, construction robots are extremely efficient. Fifty robots working simultaneously can complete the project from foundation excavation to facade completion in about ten days."

"Because it does not require concrete curing time—this material can be cured immediately after synthesis and pouring, reaching the design strength instantly, without waiting."

"So in about ten days, you will see a 30-story building standing here. The three underground floors will take two more days because of the installation of waterproofing and temperature and humidity control systems, but the total construction period will not exceed twelve days."