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

Luo Fei only went online to check after being reminded by his two younger sisters, and learned that there was such a group of oddballs.

It's not that they were unaware of the announcement's contents; they were just used to doing things their own way and always felt that bad things would never happen to them.

He stared at his phone, muttering to himself, "It's so hard to persuade someone with kind words..."

Then he realized that they might not be in mortal danger, but they would likely suffer some hardship.

Having learned their lesson, they should be more restrained next time.

After all, lessons learned from personal experience are often profound enough to be learned in one instance.

As I was looking at my phone, it suddenly rang. It was Director Qin calling.

Upon answering the phone, Director Qin's tone was direct: "The researchers and astronauts on the Moon and Mars need your help to bring them back to Earth. Time is of the essence, the sooner the better."

Luo Fei replied with only one word: "Okay".

He hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, and with a thought, he found himself standing steadily on the metal floor of the lunar experimental module. The low gravity environment inside made his footsteps sound exceptionally light.

The researchers inside the cabin had clearly received instructions beforehand. Each person's silver suitcase was neatly placed in the corner, the data storage devices were carefully stored in shockproof boxes, all the indicator lights on the experimental equipment were switched to sleep mode, and the heavy cabin door was locked.

Luo Fei nodded to the crowd, gesturing, "Come closer and hold on tight to each other."

He reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of the nearest astronaut, whose dark blue uniform was still covered in lunar dust.

With a thought from Luo Fei, they were already standing in the center of the hall of the Kyoto Aerospace Command Center.

Before the researchers could react, they were startled awake by the sudden applause that erupted in the hall.

The staff members stood up from their seats, clapping and waving excitedly at them.

Luo Fei didn't linger; his figure disappeared again, and in an instant, he appeared inside the Mars base.

After safely delivering the researchers on Mars to the command center, Luo Fei teleported directly to Director Qin's office.

Director Qin was sitting behind his desk, a document spread out in front of him, and he was looking down at it.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and asked, "Have they all been brought back?"

Luo Fei replied, "Yes."

Director Qin put down his pen, not pressing for details, only saying, "That's good." He rubbed his temples. "Is there anything else?"

Luo Fei continued, "According to Xiao Wan's analysis, the alien fleet will most likely arrive on Earth around October 3rd. The exact time is still unclear, but it will be within the next two days."

"You should notify all countries to prepare emergency measures in key sectors, such as hospital intensive care units and nursing homes, and develop response plans in advance for all densely populated and mobility-impaired places."

After listening, Director Qin immediately picked up the red phone on the table, pressed the speed dial button, and said in a deep voice, "Notify all department heads to immediately convene a meeting in the third conference room. No delays are allowed."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Luo Fei: "Anything else?"

"No more for now."

Director Qin nodded and picked up his pen again: "Then you can go back to your work."

-

Meanwhile, deep in space, on the bridge of the alien fleet's flagship, the crimson lights were a full thirty percent brighter than usual. It was as if the battle flags had been specially adjusted for the impending final assault. The Imperial Marshal, clad in a black cloak embroidered with gold patterns, stood before a massive holographic projection platform.

On the projection table, a blue planet is slowly rotating, with the blue of the ocean and the ochre of the continent intertwined, and even the white ice caps of the poles are clearly visible.

Behind the marshal stood five high-ranking officers, dressed in dark gray uniforms, their silver badges gleaming coldly in the red light.

The five men stood motionless like statues, their gazes fixed on the marshal's broad back.

The marshal tapped his long, slender fingers lightly on the projection table, and the image of Blue Star instantly switched to countless floating windows, each displaying the face of a captain.

The commanders from different fleets stood tall, awaiting the marshal's orders.

"Why have we traversed thousands of light-years of interstellar journeys, assembling the majority of our fleet?"

The marshal's voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of each captain through the communication system.

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across each face on the screen like a hawk's: "We are not here to destroy a planet, not to conquer a lesser civilization, and certainly not to add another imperial mark to the map of this remote star system."

"We are here for immortality!"

The marshal's voice suddenly rose, and the image of Blue Star on the projection table magnified accordingly.

"The fragile humans on that planet possess a special substance within their bodies that our entire civilization has been searching for for hundreds of thousands of years."

"That's the key that can free us from the curse of time! More valuable than any mineral-rich planet, any star system. This is the ultimate goal we've been searching for for generations."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the bridge.

The marshal paced slowly, his horns casting flickering shadows in the red light: "Therefore, I order—no spaceship is permitted to launch a devastating attack on Blue Star. No main cannons are allowed, no orbital bombardment is permitted, and no weapons capable of causing widespread surface destruction are permitted!"

I'll emphasize it again.

He stopped abruptly, his eyes sharp.

"Our goal is occupation, not destruction. Earth itself can be preserved, but all humanity on Earth must be under our control. Ensuring the integrity of the objective takes precedence over all military action!"

"Upon reaching Earth's orbit, each fleet will deploy according to the predetermined formation. The first step is to control the geosynchronous orbit; the second step is to destroy all defensive weapon platforms; and the third step is to deploy the landing forces. Remember, the target is living humans, not scorched earth! Understand?"

"clear!"

The responses from all the captains merged together, creating a dull echo within the bridge.

The marshal waved his hand and closed the communication window.

He turned his gaze back to the slowly rotating image of Earth, his lips almost touching the edge of the cold projection table, his voice as soft as a whisper to himself: "Soon... Immortality is just around the corner."