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

The next six days had a similar rhythm each day, yet each had its own unique characteristics.

As dawn broke, the first thing Li Xiulan did after getting up was to start a fire and cook, but now she practiced her martial arts in the yard instead. Her flexibility wasn't as good as the younger people's, and in the second set of movements, the bending-over-the-ground posture always left her just two or three centimeters short of touching the ground.

She wasn't impatient; if she couldn't reach it, she would practice repeatedly. If once wasn't enough, she would try twice, and if twice wasn't enough, she would try ten times.

On the sixth day, her entire palm was pressed flat on the ground, and she didn't move an inch.

She looked up, her forehead covered in sweat, but a bright smile bloomed on her face.

Luo Weidong stood beside her, saying, "What's there to be proud of? I've been doing this for days," but his own movements weren't perfect either; his stomach was still sticking out when he should have been pulling it in.

Luo Weidong's practice was more passive than his wife's, requiring someone to supervise him.

If Luo Fei isn't watching him, he'll slack off, repeating the same action a few times until he feels it's almost done, then moving on to the next one, when in reality he's still far from mastering it.

Li Xiulan watched from the side, and whenever his movements became awkward, she would shout, "Old Luo, waist!"

Luo Weidong immediately straightened his back and put on a serious expression, but he could not maintain it for more than a few seconds before returning to his original position.

The two of them kept reminding each other and making corrections, and although they bickered a bit, it didn't delay the progress.

After six days of practice, they have basically mastered the key points of the second set of movements. The next focus is to improve their proficiency and consolidate their skills.

Chu Yue arrives promptly at 9:00 AM every day and leaves promptly at 7:00 PM.

She often encountered difficulties while practicing the third set of movements.

Luo Fei broke down each movement into seven or eight steps, and had her practice them one by one. Once she was familiar with them, he would then link the steps together.

Chu Yue's personality is different from Li Xiulan's. Li Xiulan is the kind of person who is calm and thinks that "you can always learn it if you take your time," while Chu Yue is the kind of person who is stubborn and thinks that "I won't leave until I learn it today."

On several occasions, she practiced until almost eight o'clock at night, when it was completely dark, and was still practicing in the yard.

Luo Fei didn't urge her or urge her to rest. He just watched quietly under the eaves, occasionally reminding her to "raise your hands" or "slow down your breathing."

On the evening of the sixth day, Chu Yue performed the first half of the third set of movements smoothly. Although it wasn't quite fluid yet, the transitions between each movement were seamless. As she finished and stood still, she glanced at Luo Fei, who nodded, and she smiled.

Luo Fei has been busier than anyone else these past six days.

During the day, he taught Chu Yue martial arts, supervised his parents, and appraised cultural relics. After the whole family went to sleep at night, he continued to appraise and organize the cultural relics.

He possesses god-like appraisal skills; he can tell the authenticity, age, and origin of any cultural relic with just a glance.

But with over a million artifacts, even if he appraises one per second, it would still take over a million seconds, which translates to over 500 hours. Even if he appraised artifacts constantly, it would still take him over twenty days to complete the task.

Moreover, appraising an artifact takes more than a second. Some complex paintings and calligraphy require several glances, some pieced-together fakes need to be confirmed from different angles, and some poorly repaired porcelain needs to have the extent of the repairs assessed.

During those six days, he barely slept a wink each night, and with the daytime appraisal work, he only appraised less than 100,000 items in total.

For the next six days, Luo Fei would trigger the system every time he woke up.

On the first day, the chosen item was "one thousand of Huawei's latest flagship smartphones".

Luo Fei stared blankly at the thousand neatly stacked cardboard boxes inside the ring.

The phone boxes were stacked together, each one a top-of-the-line model, all still in their original factory seals, the phone images on the boxes gleaming under the light.

Luo Fei thought that the National Day holiday was approaching, and Liuxi Village had fewer than two hundred households in total. After giving each household one phone, there would still be several hundred left, which would be distributed as employee benefits.

On the second and fifth days, he chose cash transfers, one for five million and the other for ten million. Luo Fei didn't care; money was really just a number to him now.

On the third day, we chose "solar energy conversion technology," which has a conversion rate of up to 80%.

Luo Fei glanced at it and put it away. He had no use for it at the moment, and it was most appropriate to hand it over to the country. He planned to give it to Director Qin when the opportunity arose.

On the fourth day, it was ten tons of top-grade Musang King durians. Luo Fei frowned when he smelled the aroma.

He doesn't particularly like durian, but he knows it's expensive. People who like it consider it a delicacy, while those who don't want to avoid it at the mere smell.

Another National Day perk has been added: it will be distributed along with your mobile phone. You can eat it if you like, or give it away if you don't.

On the morning of the sixth day, which is today, Luo Fei opened his eyes in the sunlight and activated the system in his mind.

[A divine choice has been triggered today.]

The options then appeared.

Option A: Obtain ten "Quantum Communicators".

Ignoring distance limitations, it enables real-time communication in any environment, with no delay, no interference, and no reliance on base stations or satellites. It boasts unlimited power. Its small size and lightweight design make it portable. [Option B: Obtain ten "top-of-the-line computers." Featuring top-tier i10 processors, 36GB 90GB graphics cards, and top-of-the-line memory, suitable for intensive computing, rendering, gaming, and other demanding applications.]

Luo Fei chose A.

He can buy a top-of-the-line computer anytime, but a quantum communication device is not something that money can buy.

Ignoring distance, real-time communication, and unlimited energy—in China, this technology can be used in all fields that require long-distance communication, whether it's military, aerospace, deep-sea exploration, or ocean voyages. And it's not just about being "useful," but about having a revolutionary significance.

[Option A rewards: Ten Quantum Communicators. These have been stored in the host's storage ring. Each communicator is bound to the host's identity and requires biometric activation before first use.]

Luo Fei took one out of the ring. It was smaller than a mobile phone, square in shape, with rounded corners and a matte black casing. There was no screen on the front, only a small dot, which should be an indicator light. On the back, there was a recessed fingerprint recognition area.

It feels very light in your hand, as if you are holding a piece of hollow plastic, but the texture is far superior to plastic. It is warm and smooth, like a pebble that has been washed by river water for a long time.

He pressed his thumb on the fingerprint recognition area on the back of the device, the communicator lit up, the small dot changed from dark to green, flashed twice and then went out.

Luo Fei took out another one from the ring, which was then activated and numbered 002. With a thought, he was standing on the moon the next second.

Sunlight shone directly on the outer shell of the experimental chamber, its silvery-white surface reflecting a dazzling light.

The large flag hung quietly on the outer wall of the module, standing out against the gray-white lunar surface.

The hatch was closed, the lights inside were on, and shadowy figures could be seen moving through the round porthole.

Luo Fei walked to the cabin door and knocked.

The sound traveled through the hatch and should be audible inside.

After a while, the hatch opened, and the oldest astronaut appeared in the doorway wearing a spacesuit.

He saw Luo Fei standing outside the cabin, not wearing a spacesuit or helmet, just standing there with his feet on the lunar soil, a thin layer of dust on his shoes.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and invited Luo Fei into the experimental chamber before closing the door.

Luo Fei followed him into the experimental chamber, handed him the quantum communicator, and said, "Take this. Use this to communicate with the ground from now on; you can talk anytime."

The astronaut took it and examined it from all angles.

This matte black cube has no buttons, no screen, only a small green dot flashing.

Although he didn't understand the principle behind it, he knew that what Luo Fei gave him would definitely not be bad.

He pressed his thumb against the fingerprint recognition area, and the communicator lit up. The small dot changed from dark to green, flashed twice, and then a voice prompt came from the communicator in standard Mandarin: "Quantum communicator activated, number 002. Current signal is normal and can be used at any time."

The astronaut heard this, and his expression changed, his pupils dilating slightly.

Luo Fei said, "I'm going back now," and with a thought, he disappeared from the cabin.

The astronaut stood still, clutching the small cube tightly in his hand, his gaze fixed on the spot where Luo Fei had just stood.

He stared down at it for two seconds, then carefully put the communicator into his breast pocket, zipped it up, and turned back to his colleague to report the situation.

After returning from the moon, Luo Fei did not go back to Liuxi Village, but went straight to the conference room in Kyoto.

The meeting room was dark, the curtains were tightly closed, and a faint smell of dust filled the air.

He placed the newly activated quantum communicator, number 003, in the very center of the long table.

He then took out his phone and dialed Director Qin's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

Director Qin's voice sounded much better than a few days ago, no longer so hoarse, but still carried a hint of fatigue.

"Xiao Luo, what's wrong?"

Luo Fei said, "In that conference room in Kyoto, there's something on the table—a quantum communicator. I placed one on the moon, and the astronauts have already retrieved it. From now on, you'll use this to communicate with the moon. You won't need to go through the space agency's relay satellite, you won't have to worry about solar activity interfering with the signal, and you won't have to wait for signal delays—you can contact them anytime. Have someone come and pick it up to study it."

Director Qin remained silent.

Several seconds passed before his voice came through, half a tone higher than before: "Quantum communication? Ignoring distance?"

"Yes. It also has unlimited energy and doesn't need to be charged. You can use this for now."

Luo Fei hung up the phone and, with a thought, returned to Liuxi Village. Xiao Wan's voice came through the phone: "Captain, the main structure of the museum is complete. The exterior decoration is finished simultaneously, and the interior decoration is expected to be completed tonight. All display cases are in place, and the constant temperature and humidity system has been tested. All construction equipment has been removed, and the soundproofing membrane has been removed. You can come and check it out at any time."

Luo Fei glanced at the time; it was 9:30 a.m.

Chu Yue was practicing her martial arts in the courtyard, Li Xiulan was busy in the kitchen, and Luo Weidong was sitting on a chair under the eaves, basking in the sun with his eyes half-closed.

He told Chu Yue, "I'm going out for a bit."

Chu Yue nodded, her gaze never leaving her hand gesture.

With a thought, Luo Fei stood in front of the museum in Longhai City.

He looked up at the building, his steps involuntarily pausing.