The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"La la la, la la la, I am..."

What am I again?

I can't remember the rest.

The lyrics are right there on my tongue, but it's like a bean I can never quite reach.

"My damned memories!"

Never mind, if I can't remember, I can't remember.

Ji Bai took out the key, inserted it into the lock, turned it halfway, and with a crisp click, he barged through the door with half an orange popsicle in his mouth.

He slammed the door shut behind him, tossed his coat onto the sofa armrest, and slumped into the cushions, his lips curling into an uncontrollable smile.

The teacher is actually jealous!

But it wasn't a big problem; a Japanese meal was enough to appease him.

Li Mei really gave him a big surprise today. I don't know if she was stimulated by seeing his interaction with Ye Lan, but she dressed very well!

Bodysuit, trousers, and stiletto heels.

Her figure, which was usually hidden under her loose teacher's skirt, was now fully exposed, making him unable to resist glancing at her a few more times while he was eating.

If you dressed like this for class, I guarantee not a single boy in the class would skip class!

However, to be fair, the options provided by the system are indeed impressive.

Last time, he got an option similar to a "prophet": whoever he praised for being beautiful would become even more beautiful within three days!

It's only been two days since I last saw my teacher, and she's actually gotten quite a bit prettier.

Moreover, the preferential treatment for certain keywords has also taken effect.

When they first met, Li Mei pouted and mimicked his speech, saying things like, "Woman, I'm waiting for you in Fucheng," and "Woman, are you trying to please me?" Her sour jealousy was practically palpable.

The next second, she pitifully asked him, "Are you starving? What would you like to eat? Please, sister." She was incredibly soft-hearted.

So, the old class teacher also meets the system's goddess evaluation criteria.

Although I don't know the exact score, if it can trigger the keyword, it must be pretty good.

Ji Bai thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

Back home, Ji Bai tossed the keys onto the shoe cabinet and collapsed onto the sofa.

As the saying goes, enough food and warmth...

That restless feeling is back again!

He was all too familiar with this feeling.

We originally planned to save up the daily choices for ten days, then combine them into a single 1000-yuan choice, and maybe even a big one.

But whenever I have free time, my mind automatically switches to a certain "itchy" state.

Various...options involuntarily floated into my mind.

Military-grade mother machine, virtual experimental space, controlled nuclear fusion, room-temperature superconductivity...

I couldn't resist!

I just couldn't resist!

"How about we do it again today, just once, and save up again tomorrow! I swear!"

Ji Bai sprang up from the sofa, sat up straight, and took a deep breath.

"System, activate the daily selection!"

[Ding! Daily selection has started. Do you want to redeem the specified card?]

"exchange!"

[Ding! Redemption successful! Please specify the option type!]

"Material!"

[Ding! Designation successful! Options refreshed!]

If you had 100 yuan, how would you spend it?

1. Room temperature superconducting complete technology (fragment 8/10) (80 yuan)

2. Complete solution for adaptive optics camouflage materials (fragment 1/5) (60 yuan)

3. Broadband stealth coating complete formula (fragment 1/5) (50 yuan)

4. Complete formula and heat treatment process for high-temperature alloys (10 yuan)

5. Master-level welding skills (10 yuan)

6. Your lab coat will always be crisp and white (10 yuan)

……

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

"Optical camouflage?"

"Stealth coating?"

These are both genuine strategic-level military-grade cutting-edge technologies!

Adaptive optical camouflage, simply put, is a real-life version of an optical invisibility cloak.

The material can automatically adjust its light refractive index according to the surrounding environment, and when attached to equipment or even people, it can be completely invisible to the naked eye.

If the complete plan is assembled, it will enable a devastating attack in special operations and intelligence reconnaissance, turning individual soldiers into veritable battlefield ghosts.

The broadband stealth coating is even more powerful, covering the absorption of radar waves across the entire frequency band. When applied to the outer shell of fighter jets, missiles, and warships, they disappear directly from all radar screens.

Currently, the most advanced fifth-generation fighter jets in various countries still use narrow-band stealth coatings, which can only evade radar in specific frequency bands. If the complete formula could be developed, China's stealth technology would be a whole generation ahead of the West.

The advantages of air and sea supremacy are maximized. These are all formidable assets capable of reshaping the world order!

Unfortunately, they are still just fragments; we have to collect them slowly.

"I choose... 1, 4, 5!"

Ji Bai hesitated for a moment, but still chose superconductivity.

We must obtain the room-temperature superconducting fragments; the high-temperature alloys and master-level welding techniques will provide a foundation for subsequent materials experiments.

The moment the words left my mouth, a warm stream of information rushed into my mind.

First, the core parameters and preparation details of the 8th room-temperature superconducting fragment were completed. The previously vague mass production preparation path was also filled in with a large part of the information. Only the last two fragments are needed to complete the laboratory-grade formula.

Next is the complete formula for high-temperature alloys.

Nickel-based superalloys, cobalt-based superalloys, iron-based superalloys...

The amount of each trace element added is accurate to two decimal places, and the tolerance for each impurity element is clearly marked.

Its core performance is 30% higher than that of the most advanced high-temperature alloys for aero engines in China, directly solving the bottleneck problem of core materials for aero engines.

Then there's the thermal processing technology.

Solution temperature, aging temperature, cooling rate...

The forging temperature window is from 1,100 to 1,250 degrees Celsius, the deformation per pass is controlled at 15% to 20%, and the final forging temperature is not lower than 950 degrees Celsius, otherwise a mixed crystal structure is easily formed.

Finally, there's the master-level welding technique.

Manual arc welding, tungsten inert gas welding, gas metal arc welding, submerged arc welding, plasma arc welding, electron beam welding, laser welding...

All the techniques, matching parameters for different materials, and welding experience in extreme environments all came rushing in.

It's as if he's been welding by hand for decades; his skills are so good that he can weld flawless seams even with his eyes closed.

Ji Bai closed his eyes and digested the information for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, they were frighteningly bright!

Cool!

So cool!

……

at the same time.

In the top-floor executive suite of the only five-star hotel in Fucheng, Ye Lan and her group were packing their luggage and preparing to check out.

While it's described as a five-star hotel, it's only average in Beijing. But in a small fourth- or fifth-tier city like Fucheng, this building is already part of the skyline.

The view from the window was quite expansive, stretching all the way to a murky river in the distance whose name I didn't know.

Ye Lan sat in the suite's living room, already dressed in a new outfit.

This time, she wore a beige silk shirt with hazy blue wide-leg pants and flat mules. She was completely covered up, with only a section of her fair skin showing at her ankles.

She was checking the afternoon's itinerary with Xu Jing on her phone, her expression still the calm and composed standard of a diva.

Suddenly, the assistant who was packing her suitcase in the inner room exclaimed:

"Oh no! Sister Lan! I can't find a pair of stockings!"

The little girl looked up, completely bewildered.

"It's that imported ultra-thin nude-colored one that you always love to wear. I folded it neatly and put it on top of the storage bag yesterday, but I can't find it now..."