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

The following week passed by like the little river in Liuxi Village, flowing by at a leisurely pace.

Luo Fei triggers the system every day when he wakes up, and the items he receives are mostly ordinary daily necessities, not worth mentioning.

On the morning of the fifth day, Luo Fei opened his eyes in the sunlight and activated the system in his mind.

[Today's divine choice has been triggered.]

The options then appear:

Option A: One ton of *Lysimachia foenum-graecum* seeds. Characteristics: Rapid growth, drought-resistant, with a well-developed root system that can penetrate tens of meters underground. It can bind sand particles, improving sandy soil into fertile, plantable soil. It can absorb nitrogen from the air, enhancing soil fertility. Easy to propagate from cuttings, with rapid reproduction. Suitable for planting in arid regions such as deserts and Gobi.

Option B: One ton of fast-growing tree species. Characteristics: Rapid growth, short timber maturity, hard wood, suitable for construction and furniture making. It is cold- and drought-resistant and highly adaptable.

Luo Fei looked at the two options and hesitated almost without hesitation.

While fast-growing tree species are certainly good and can alleviate the timber shortage problem, the role of *Sphagnum moss* is clearly more significant—it can transform deserts.

How large is the desert area on Earth?

Together they make up about one-fifth of the land area of ​​Earth.

Those places are unsuitable for growing crops and for sustaining human life; once the wind picks up, sandstorms can blot out the sun.

If the Xirang grass can truly transform sand into soil, and combined with weather controllers to regulate rainfall and purify seawater for irrigation, those deserts could become fertile fields, forests, and pastures, becoming places that can support more people.

He chose A.

[Option A: One ton of Breath of Life Grass seeds have been obtained and stored in the host's storage ring.]

Luo Fei got out of bed, washed up, changed his clothes, and without even having breakfast, a thought flashed through his mind, and the next second he appeared in Director Qin's office.

Director Qin was sitting behind his desk eating breakfast, with a lunchbox in front of him, steam rising from the opening.

He looked up at the noise, a mouthful of porridge still in his mouth. After swallowing, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "Coming so early, is something urgent?"

Luo Fei took a burlap sack from his ring and placed it on his desk.

Director Qin looked at the sack, then at Luo Fei, his eyes filled with doubt, but he didn't ask any questions.

Luo Fei untied the knot, opened the bag, and revealed the dark brown seeds inside.

These seeds are slightly larger than sesame seeds, with a smooth surface and a faint sheen under the light.

"These are seeds of the Breath of Earth Grass, which can grow in the desert, turning sand into soil, stabilizing shifting sand, and increasing soil fertility. If used in conjunction with equipment such as weather controllers, the deserts within the Dragon Kingdom can soon be transformed into fertile farmland. Other deserts on Earth can also be transformed."

Director Qin's chopsticks froze in mid-air, the porridge in the lunchbox still steaming.

He didn't touch the sack. His gaze shifted from the sack to Luo Fei's face. He put down his chopsticks and gently closed the lunchbox lid.

He then stood up, walked to the filing cabinet, opened the cabinet door, took out a folder, and opened it to find a map showing the distribution of deserts in China.

After observing for a while, he pointed to a spot and said, "Let's start planting in Kubuqi first."

Luo Fei nodded, retied the sack, and placed it on the floor next to his desk.

Then, he took out four identical sacks of *Xirangcao* seeds and neatly stacked them next to his desk.

Director Qin then pulled out a piece of paper from the folder, wrote "Trial Planting Project of Xirang Grass in Kubuqi Desert" on it, and then put the paper back into the folder.

He looked up at Luo Fei: "If it works well, all the deserts on the planet Blue Star can be turned into fertile fields, which can feed billions more people."

Luo Fei replied, "Let's plant them first and see how they turn out."

After saying that, he vanished from the office with a single thought.

Luo Fei has been busy these past few days.

Xiao Wan organized the data transmitted back by the mothership's probe and sent it to his mobile phone.

He checked the serial numbers of each detector and sorted them in his mind—from near to far, and from easy to difficult.

Every morning, he would go to space, teleport to the probe, collect minerals from celestial bodies according to the coordinates, store them in his ring, then teleport back to the Kyoto warehouse to retrieve the minerals, and then teleport back to space again.

This was repeated dozens or hundreds of times.

The piles of ore in the warehouse were getting higher and higher.

The extraction equipment runs day and night to purify the rare elements from the ore before transporting them to the weapons factory.

He also assisted China and several other countries in sending experimental modules to the moon and Mars.

When Luo Fei sent them to the surface of Mars, one of the astronauts stepped out of the test module, stood on the red sand, and said to the camera, "Mars, here we come."

On the afternoon of the sixth day, Director Qin called, his voice light and cheerful: "Xiao Luo, the immigration plan for Tigab has been launched. The top leaders of China have held a meeting and decided to develop Tigab and establish a permanent settlement."

"Xiao Wan and the engineering robots have expanded the temporary base into a small city. A city wall has been built around the city, which is high and thick enough to withstand the impact of large animals. The first batch of immigrants has already started to register."

Luo Fei, holding his phone, leaned against the courtyard wall, watching his parents sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, and asked.

What are the requirements for immigration, and how many spots are available?

Director Qin's voice came through the receiver: "It follows the principle of voluntariness. Currently, only citizens of China are eligible to apply, but this may be gradually expanded in the future. The requirement is to have a skill; any skill is acceptable."

"Even knowing how to farm is considered a skill. Once you get there, you'll need to clear land and cultivate it. Half of the first batch of immigrants were experienced farmers. For now, foreign countries are only supporting experts and professors in various fields; ordinary immigrants will have to wait a little longer."

"Regarding the quota, the first batch is tentatively set at around 100,000 people. We'll need your help to send them over then."

Luo Fei replied, "No problem," and hung up the phone.

The experts' meeting concluded on the seventh day.

When Director Qin called to inform him, his voice sounded somewhat heavy: "The meeting is over. The experts discussed it for several days and finally determined a timeline—mid-August 1937, Shanghai."

Luo Fei held his phone, going over the time and place in his mind.

Mid-August, 1937, Shanghai.

The battle, known as the "meat grinder of the East," had just begun, and the flames of war had already spread to the streets and alleys of Shanghai. Shells were exploding in the streets, planes were roaring overhead, and the entire city was ablaze.

Director Qin paused for a moment, as if he was carefully considering his words.

"The experts discussed it for a long time and finally chose this time. Preparations for supplies have already begun, and we will notify you when they are ready."

Luo Fei thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I understand."