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

There's nothing special that needs to be tidied up; I was just staying here temporarily for one night anyway.

Li Xiulan quickly checked the kitchen and rooms, and Luo Ying took her small backpack.

Soon, the four of them boarded D9 again.

Luo Fei started the car and drove out of the "Shanshui Impression" residential area, turning onto the highway back to Liuxi Village.

At this time of day, there aren't many cars on the road.

About ten minutes after he drove off, he noticed that two black sedans were following him.

The car model is ordinary; it's a common joint venture brand.

However, the distance and pace of following the car were very stable, always maintaining a distance that was neither too far nor too close. No matter whether the other car accelerated, decelerated, or turned, the other car could adjust accordingly, neither appearing to be deliberately close nor losing track of the other car.

Professional tracking.

Luo Fei's gaze lingered on the rearview mirror for a fraction of a second longer.

Was it someone arranged by Director Zhou Mingyu?

He did not react abnormally and continued driving normally as if he had not noticed anything.

Luo Weidong, sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to occasionally glance at the rearview mirror, but he assumed it was just another car going the same way and didn't pay any attention.

Li Xiulan and Luo Ying in the back seat were immersed in the relaxation of going home, chatting quietly about the dishes they wanted to eat that evening.

Soon, the car drove into Liuxi Village.

The familiar dirt road, the familiar houses, and the familiar villagers sitting and chatting by the roadside.

Many people cast curious glances as the brand-new silver car drove in.

When they saw that it was Luo Weidong and his family getting out of the car, the surprise and discussion grew even louder.

"Weidong? Is this your new car? It's really impressive!"

"Xiulan, I heard Xiaofei is back? Is this car Xiaofei's?"

The parents answered the villagers' questions somewhat embarrassedly, giving vague replies, and hurried towards their old house.

After parking his car, Luo Fei could tell that the two black sedans hadn't driven into the village, but had stopped near the village entrance.

Back home, Father picked up the carrying pole and bucket from the corner and said to Mother, "I'm going to check on the fields and water them. I'll be back before dinner."

The mother rolled up her sleeves: "I'll go with you, and we can pick some vegetables for dinner. Xiaoying, are you coming?"

"I'll go!" Luo Ying nodded, then turned to Luo Fei and said in a coquettish tone, "Brother, I want to eat your braised pork ribs! And garlic-flavored vegetables!"

Luo Fei laughed: "Okay, you guys go ahead, be careful. Do you have any spare ribs at home?"

"Yes, it's frozen in the refrigerator!" Li Xiulan said, and went out with her husband and daughter.

Only Luo Fei remained.

He walked to the tap in the yard and washed his hands.

Then I went back inside, took the frozen ribs out of the refrigerator to thaw, and found the necessary ingredients.

The busy preparations brought him peace.

But thinking of the two quiet cars at the village entrance, he felt it necessary to confirm.

He dried his hands, took out his phone, and found the number Zhou Mingyu had sent him.

Dial the number.

It rang three times before being answered.

A deep male voice came: "Feed."

"I am Luo Fei," Luo Fei said directly.

"Hello, Mr. Luo." The other person's voice was respectful. "I'm the team leader in charge of security coordination in the Qingyang area. You can call me 'Old Wu.' Director Zhou should have mentioned it to you."

"Yes, I see the car. At the village entrance?"

Old Wu's answer was straightforward: "Yes, Mr. Luo. Group A has two vehicles and four men, responsible for mobile security at the village entrance and major surrounding roads. Group B has three people, who have already moved into the village under different identities, responsible for close observation and emergency response. Please rest assured, we will not interfere with your family's normal life."

"My parents and sister have gone back to the village and won't be going to the villa in the county town for the time being," Luo Fei said.

"Understood. We have adjusted our defense priorities. Daily village interactions and farm activities will not be affected. We will only intervene if there is a clear threat." Old Wu's answer was airtight.

Luo Fei remained silent for a few seconds.

"Thank you," he finally said, his tone sincere.

"It's my duty, Mr. Luo," Old Wu's voice remained steady. "If there are any issues, or if you have any special requests, please contact this number at any time."

The call has ended.

The other party's professionalism and sense of propriety made him feel at ease.

He returned to the kitchen and began preparing the ingredients.

Soon, an enticing aroma filled the kitchen.

He also made a soup with eggs and tomatoes and steamed a pot of rice.

As the sun completely sank below the horizon and darkness fell, my family returned, carrying the scent of the fields.

Luo Ying was holding a bunch of fresh scallions in her hand.

"Wow! It smells so good!" As soon as she entered the courtyard, Luo Ying exaggeratedly sniffed.

On the table, there were three simple dishes and a soup, yet they were all delicious and visually appealing, making one's mouth water.

"It's still more comfortable to eat at home." Luo Weidong washed his hands, sat down at the familiar old dining table, and looked at the dishes his son had prepared, a rare, relaxed smile appearing on his face.

Li Xiulan smiled and nodded, serving rice to everyone.

The family sat around the dining table, under the dim light of an incandescent bulb.

As Luo Fei ate his meal, he listened to his parents talk about the crops in the fields and his younger sister talk about the changes in a classmate she had met in the village.

This simple warmth seems so precious at this moment.

After dinner, Luo Ying insisted on washing the dishes.

Luo Fei and his father sat on small bamboo chairs in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air.

A gentle breeze on a summer night brings the sounds of frogs and insects from the fields.

Luo Weidong smoked a cigarette, the smoke rising in the darkness. Gazing at the starry sky, he suddenly sighed, "Xiaofei, Dad knows you're... different now. You're capable. But no matter what, be careful and honest out there. Staying safe and sound is more important than anything else."

"I know, Dad," Luo Fei replied softly.

Night was falling.

Luo Fei returned to his room and lay down on his bed.

Just before going to sleep, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

I've been so busy with picking up and dropping off guests these past few days that I almost forgot.

That "formula for a specific drug to treat leukemia".

That is something that can save countless lives and change the fate of countless families.

It is also... an unimaginable amount of wealth and influence.

How should he handle it?

Should we disclose the information directly? Donate it to the government? Build our own factory for production? Or find a partner?

Every choice means a completely different path and countless troubles and concerns that follow.

He now possesses immense personal power and enough money to live comfortably for a lifetime.

But what this formula represents is on a completely different level.

It involves medicine, ethics, business, international competition... it's too complicated.

Luo Fei stared at the ceiling with his eyes open in the darkness.

Obtaining this formula is both a stroke of luck and a responsibility.

He needs to think about it carefully.

Think of a safe way that can work without getting yourself and your family caught in the crossfire.