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As the white light before Luo Fei's eyes receded like a tide, his feet were already on the solid cement ground of the military camp.

In the distance, the faint sounds of soldiers' drill slogans echoed through the camp.

As dusk settled, the last rays of sunlight slanted across the campsite, casting a long shadow of Luo Fei's tall figure on the ground.

He had barely steadied himself when the tall, upright sentry at the entrance of the duty room spotted him.

The soldier's pupils constricted slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He then reacted immediately, strode over, and stood at attention three meters in front of Luo Fei. He snapped to attention and saluted with a crisp and clean movement.

His voice carried a hint of urgency: "General Luo! You're back! Director Qin specifically instructed that you be reported to him immediately upon your return! I've already notified the duty room via walkie-talkie!"

Luo Fei's gaze swept across the soldier's young yet resolute face, his tone calm: "Director Qin?"

The soldier nodded vigorously, his tone even more certain: "Yes, General Luo."

Luo Fei didn't look at the soldier again. He turned his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the direction of Kyoto, and said calmly, "Tell him I'm going to find him right now."

The soldier dared not delay. He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie on his chest, pressed the call button, and clearly said into the microphone, "General Luo said he's coming over now." Before he could finish speaking, Luo Fei's figure had already disappeared from the spot, as if he had never been there at all.

The soldier held the walkie-talkie, remaining in a speaking posture for a full second before slowly lowering his arm.

A calm response came through the walkie-talkie from the duty officer in the control room: "Received. I have already informed Director Qin immediately."

Soft white light still shone in Director Qin's office.

When he received the news that Luo Fei had returned, he was standing up from behind his large desk, already wearing his coat, his right hand just fastening the third button.

When Director Qin saw Luo Fei standing in front of his desk without warning, he paused abruptly while buttoning his shirt, then quickly regained his composure and asked, "You're back so soon? Much earlier than expected."

Luo Fei didn't sit down in the chair as usual, but remained standing in front of the desk, simply replying, "You're back."

Director Qin buttoned up the remaining buttons one by one, his movements unhurried, then sat back in his office chair, picked up his thermos, took a sip of warm tea, and put it down. Looking directly at Luo Fei, he asked, "How's it going over there? Is everything going smoothly?"

Luo Fei leaned forward slightly, resting his body against the smooth edge of the desk, his hands gently resting on the cool surface. His tone remained calm: "The supplies have all been delivered safely. The people are there, all the necessary arrangements have been made, and the supplies have been provided. Everything went smoothly."

He paused, then changed the subject.

"Please take me to the factory that produces gene-enhancing drugs."

Upon hearing this, Director Qin did not ask for any further details, but simply nodded to indicate that he understood.

He put down his thermos, closed the open blue folder beside him, and stood up. "The factory is in the western industrial zone, not far from here. Shall we go now?"

Luo Fei straightened up: "Hmm."

The warehouses in the western industrial area are newer than the old warehouses in Kyoto.

Most of the surrounding factories had already closed for the day, except for the gene-enhancing drug production line, which was working overtime to produce the drugs.

The warehouse door was a huge sliding steel door. Two workers who had been waiting there worked together to slowly pull it open, revealing a spacious interior.

The warehouse floor was covered with gray, wear-resistant flooring, clean and tidy. There were no shelves as is common in warehouses, making it seem unusually spacious, with only a few large handling machines quietly parked in the corner.

Luo Fei stepped inside and stood directly in the center of the warehouse, his mind racing.

Immediately afterwards, countless kinds of medicinal herbs were piled up on the warehouse floor, quickly forming a small mountain.

The fragrance of medicinal herbs, mixed with the scent of earth, permeated the warehouse, growing stronger and stronger.

Soon, they completely filled the factory's two previously empty large warehouses, piling them up to almost the height of the ceiling.

Director Qin stood at the warehouse entrance, his hands in his pockets, quietly looking at the mountains of medicinal herbs, his face expressionless and unusually calm.

But if you look closely, you'll notice that his fingers, which are tucked into his pocket, are slightly curled up, and his fingertips are unconsciously rubbing against the fabric inside the pocket, revealing his inner turmoil.

Luo Fei turned around, clapped his hands lightly, looked at the almost full warehouse, and said calmly, "There are still half of the medicinal herbs left, and there's no more room here."

Director Qin withdrew his gaze from the herbs that were emitting a strange luster and placed it on Luo Fei. His tone remained calm: "There's also a spare warehouse. I'll have someone make room for it immediately. Please wait a moment."

He quickly pulled out his phone, expertly dialed a number, and, after the call connected, rapidly ordered, "Immediately empty warehouses six and seven. Transfer all supplies inside to the temporary warehouse immediately. There must be no delays. Now, execute this order!"

A crisp "Yes, Director!" came from the other end of the phone, and then the call ended.

Director Qin looked up and explained to Luo Fei, "Warehouse No. 6 is right next door, about a five-minute walk away. Warehouse No. 7 is at the other end of the factory area, about a ten-minute drive away."

Luo Fei nodded, said nothing more, turned and walked out of the warehouse.

Director Qin followed behind him, and the two walked side by side across the quiet cement road in the factory area.

Soon, they entered Warehouse No. 6.

Warehouse No. 6 is slightly smaller than the previous warehouses, but it can still hold several thousand cubic meters of supplies.

Inside the warehouse, many workers were moving supplies onto trucks parked at the entrance.

About half an hour later, the warehouse was cleared.

Luo Fei walked to the center of the warehouse and stood still. The remaining medicinal herbs in the ring poured out again like a tide.

The medicinal herbs kept pouring out, and Warehouse No. 6 was quickly filled.

Without pausing, Luo Fei, led by Director Qin, drove to Warehouse No. 7.

Luo Fei stood in the center of Warehouse No. 7 and took out the last batch of medicinal herbs from the ring.

When the last medicinal herb fell, the entire Warehouse No. 7 was completely filled, with not a single gap left.

Luo Fei stood at the open door of Warehouse No. 7, looking at the warehouses in front of him that were filled to the brim with medicinal herbs, piled from the floor to the ceiling, with a rich aroma of herbs filling the air. He nodded in satisfaction.

Director Qin stood behind him, also looking at the mountains of rare medicinal herbs. After a long while, he slowly said, "With these medicinal herbs, our gene enhancement drug production line can operate at full capacity for at least many years."

Luo Fei didn't reply. He turned around, nodded slightly to Director Qin, and simply said, "I'm leaving now."

Director Qin did not try to stop him, but simply stood there quietly, watching Luo Fei's figure flash briefly in the dim light at the entrance of Warehouse No. 7 before disappearing, leaving only the room filled with the aroma of medicine and a mountain of hope.