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

Director Qin glanced at the list and saw a long string of zeros following the numbers.

The exact number of zeros is not important; what matters is the product name that follows—building materials, construction equipment, special materials—each item is valuable, and the total is quite considerable.

He picked up the thermos and took a sip; the water temperature was just right.

He put down his cup and said, "Compared to Luo Fei's contributions to the Dragon Kingdom, the amount of money he spent is negligible."

The meeting room fell silent briefly.

The middle-aged man with glasses opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Old Man Long spoke first.

His voice was not loud, but every word was steady and powerful: "From now on, the state will bear all the expenses for Luo Fei and his family, no matter how much. This matter ends here, and there is no need to mention it again."

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Inside the museum, Luo Fei began his tour from the second floor upwards.

Each floor has a unique layout.

The second floor is the bronze ware exhibition hall. The lighting in the display cases has been adjusted and is designed with warm yellow light specifically for bronze artifacts.

The third floor is a porcelain exhibition hall, with cool white lighting to more realistically showcase the glaze of the porcelain.

The fourth floor houses the calligraphy and painting exhibition hall, where the lighting is dimmer than in the porcelain section, because paper artifacts are more sensitive to light.

Each floor currently only has empty display cases, but Luo Fei can imagine what they would look like when they were filled with cultural relics—the green rust of bronzes gleams under the light, the blue patterns of blue and white porcelain flow like water on the white porcelain body, and the ink marks on calligraphy and paintings remain as black as new after thousands of years.

He stopped at the window on the tenth floor and looked out at Longhai City.

Under the bright sunshine, the outline of Longhai City in the distance, and the hazy mountain shadows further away, are clearly visible.

The museum's opening hours have not yet been determined, but it will not be open to the public at least today.

He turned around, pressed the elevator button, arrived on the first floor, walked through the lobby, and headed towards the door.

The glass door opened automatically, letting in the sunlight and creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

The crowd outside remained gathered, with some shouting "The door is open! The door is open!", others pushing forward with cameras in hand, and still others standing on tiptoe to peer inside.

Luo Fei didn't go out; he just stood at the door and glanced outside before turning back into the hall.

The glass door slowly closed behind him.

The crowd in the square stirred at first, then gradually quieted down.

They saw the door open and a person standing in the doorway, but that person didn't come out, and the door closed again. No one could see who the person was, but someone took a picture—a blurry figure from behind.

The photo of her back was quickly uploaded to the internet.

The comments section was filled with the same sentiment as always: "That back view looks familiar."

"Could it be the person I'm thinking of?"

"No way, he actually came to Longhai City?"

"If it really is him, then does this building belong to him?"

"Then what is he going to do with such a huge building?"

"Everyone, stop speculating. With the help of the all-knowing netizens, we'll soon find out the truth."

Luo Fei stood quietly in the museum for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the empty exhibition hall and the fully tested display cases, when he suddenly realized a problem—there were still more than a million cultural relics in the ring waiting to be appraised.

At his current rate of assessment, it would take several months to complete the entire process.

He didn't want to wait too long; the genuine articles should be on display for people to admire, not hidden away in the ring.

He asked, "Xiao Wan, does the spaceship have any equipment for authenticating cultural relics?"

Xiao Wan's voice immediately rang out: "Yes, Captain. The spaceship is equipped with several multi-functional scanners. They can perform comprehensive scanning of objects through molecular structure analysis, isotope detection, material composition analysis, and other methods."

"By combining this data with Blue Star's existing database of cultural relics, as well as information on known craftsmanship, material age, and stylistic evolution, we can determine the age, authenticity, origin, and author of an item with an accuracy rate of up to 99.99%. The time required to scan a cultural relic depends on its size and complexity, averaging about two to three seconds."

Luo Fei nodded.

It takes two to three seconds to examine each item, which is much faster than him personally. Moreover, the scanner does not get tired or lose focus, nor does it suffer from eye strain due to prolonged observation, which could lead to misjudgment.

He walked to the center of the hall, which was the entrance area of ​​the temporary exhibition hall. It was now empty except for some empty display cases, leaving a large space on the floor.

With a slight thought, he began to take the artifacts out of the ring.

Bronze artifacts were the first to appear—tripods, zun, you, gong, hu, and jian, of various sizes and heights, neatly arranged on the ground.

The rust on the surface of the bronze artifacts gleams with a bluish-green luster under the light. Some of the artifacts are engraved with complex inscriptions, with deep and sharp strokes and mottled rust marks.

Next up are porcelain pieces: blue and white, famille rose, doucai, underglaze red, and treasures from the five great kilns of Ru, Ge, Ding, Jun, and Guan—stacked here as casually as bowls and plates in a supermarket, some in brocade boxes, some padded with sponges, and some simply left exposed.

Next came the calligraphy and paintings, with bundles of scrolls stacked horizontally on the ground, each bundle tied with a red ribbon, and labels with numbers and names written on them. Although the handwriting was slightly messy, it was still clearly legible.

Next came jade artifacts, Buddhist statues, lacquerware, gold and silver wares, cloisonné enamelware, rare ancient books, and some items that Luo Fei had never seen before—all cultural relics, all treasures of the Dragon Kingdom.

As more and more artifacts were added, the first-floor hall quickly became too small to accommodate them all, so he moved them to the second floor, the third floor, and so on, until he placed them on the tenth floor.

Each shelf was packed full. The display cases were not yet in use; the artifacts were simply being temporarily stored on the floor covered with protective padding. These padding materials, also made from materials used in the Little Universal Spaceship, were about two centimeters thick and had a velvety surface that felt similar to suede.

All the artifacts retrieved from Japan covered several floors, creating a colorful ocean when viewed from above.

Xiao Wan's voice rang out again: "The scanner has been removed from the spaceship by the robot and is entering the elevator. The scanning can begin immediately. The genuine artifacts will be directly categorized and arranged in the display cases on the corresponding floors. Information such as the age, name, and provenance of all artifacts will be automatically entered into the museum's database, generating electronic archives and exhibit description labels."

Luo Fei asked, "What do we do with the counterfeit goods?"

Xiao Wan replied, "I suggest destroying it. Counterfeits have no cultural value; keeping them will only confuse the public and may cause trouble for future generations. Complete destruction is the safest approach."

Luo Fei nodded and said, "Then let's destroy all the fakes."

Less than five minutes later, the freight elevator door on the side of the lobby opened.

This is not an ordinary freight elevator, but a large elevator specially designed for transporting large items, with doors that are as high as two floors.

After the door opened, several silver-white robots walked out.

Their design is more futuristic than any robot on Earth. They have oval bodies with omnidirectional wheels at the bottom. They move slowly but very smoothly, and when they turn, they do not tilt, as if they are floating in the air.

Each robot has a robotic arm extending from its top, collectively lifting a scanner that is much larger than itself.

The robots made several trips back and forth, placing several scanners in the center of the hall. Then, the robots each took on their respective tasks and got busy: some were responsible for moving cultural relics, some focused on operating the scanners, and others sorted the scanned cultural relics and sent them to display cases on different floors.

Luo Fei brought out two items: one was a genuine bronze tripod that he had previously appraised, and the other was a modern imitation porcelain bottle that he had previously discovered.

He placed the bronze tripod on the scanner's tray, which then automatically retracted, and the glass panel lit up as a blue beam of light slowly swept across the tripod's surface.

The entire process was completely silent and without any vibration; only the blue light moved at a constant speed, extending from the rim of the cauldron all the way to its feet.

Within just two or three seconds, lines of text appeared on the scanner's screen.

Item Name: Bronze Taotie Pattern Ding (a type of ancient Chinese cooking vessel).

Period: Mid-Western Zhou Dynasty.

Authenticity: Genuine.

Note: Well preserved, with natural surface rust and no signs of repair. Recommended display environment: constant temperature and humidity, light intensity not exceeding 50 lux.

After reading it, Luo Fei found that it was basically consistent with his own assessment.

He then placed the modern replica porcelain vase on it. The tray retracted, a blue light swept across it, and the text on the screen changed to:

Item Name: Blue and White Lotus Pattern Vase

Era: Modern.

Authenticity: Counterfeit.

Note: The clay composition does not match that of porcelain clay from the Ming and Qing dynasties in Jingdezhen; the cobalt blue color is achieved using chemical pigments; the inscription on the base is computer-engraved; and the glaze exhibits an unnatural, evenly distributed bubble pattern. Recommendation: Destroy.

Luo Fei took the porcelain bottle, examined it carefully for a moment, then gently clenched his fist, and the bottle shattered into dust. He opened his hand, and the dust fell into the nearby trash can.

He said, "Xiao Wan, I'm leaving this to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he teleported back to his own courtyard in Liuxi Village.

The sun was shining warmly, making everyone feel cozy and comfortable.

He had barely steadied himself when his gaze was drawn to a small patch of green in the corner of the yard.

The Spirit Gathering Grass has sprouted! The tender green seedlings are poking their heads out of the soil, their two cotyledons not yet fully unfolded, just like a baby's clenched fist.

He counted them; there were about a dozen trees, spaced unevenly, some clustered together, others quite far apart.

Luo Weidong was squatting down beside the flowers, watering them. He held the watering can high, and the water jet drew a silvery-white arc in the sunlight, landing at the base of the rose bushes and slowly seeping into the soil.

After watering the roses, he turned his head and saw the tender shoots of the Spirit Gathering Grass. He squinted and examined them for a couple of seconds, muttering, "What is this? It looks like weeds."

He reached out and pinched the cotyledon of the nearest Spirit Gathering Grass with his fingers, preparing to pluck it.