That noon, Instructor Jiang Nian helped Luo Feng enjoy a lively meal with several martial artists at headquarters. It wasn't until dusk that Luo Feng finally rushed back to his home in Yangzhou City.

×××××× As evening fell, the streetlights in the South Shore Community were already lit. Three middle-aged men, drenched in sweat, were walking and chatting through the complex.

As they approached, one could faintly smell wood and paint on them. “My lower back is killing me.

Tonight, I’ll probably have to sleep flat on my stomach,” said one robust middle-aged man, clutching his back with a pained, helpless expression. “And my prostate aches something fierce.

I need to get that checked out at the hospital sometime. Damn it, hospitals just drain your money.” “Old Tian, why don’t you take a couple of days off?

Tell the boss. Start back up when you feel better?” Luo Hongguo, Luo Feng’s father, suggested.

“Exactly, Old Tian. Working yourself ragged isn’t worth it,” the slightly plumper man next to him chimed in.

“Yeah, I know what I’m doing. Alright, I’m heading home first.” With that, the robust man turned a corner and walked toward a long, block-style apartment building.

The slightly plumper man exchanged a few more words of commiseration with Luo Hongguo before bidding farewell and heading to a different block. Under the dim glow of the streetlights, Luo Hongguo slowly made his way to his home.

“32nd floor!” Luo Hongguo stood on the ground floor, craning his neck to look up the stairwell. For most people today, climbing 32 flights was a simple task, but after a long day of labor, even walking felt tiring to Luo Hongguo.

“My neck and back are starting to hurt too. I need to find time to rest.” Luo Hongguo ascended one step at a time, all the way to the 32nd floor!

“Ding-dong! Ding-dong!” Luo Hongguo stood before his apartment door, pressing the doorbell; he couldn't even be bothered to fetch his keys.

“Click!” The door swung open, and the first thing he saw was an extremely lavish banquet spread across the table inside—over a dozen dishes. Even during New Year’s, his family never indulged this extravagantly.

“What’s going on? Why all the delicious food?” Luo Hongguo entered the apartment, masking his internal surprise with a smile.

“Ta-da-da-da-da~~” Luo Hua, seated in his wheelchair, shouted gleefully, “Dad, welcome home!” “Dad!” Luo Feng stood nearby, dutifully carrying a cup of tea to his father, adding, “Starting today, Dad, you never have to wear that work shirt again!” “Huh?” Luo Hongguo paused, startled. “Old Luo,” Gong Xinlan said, holding her rice bowl and beaming at him, “Our son just signed a contract with the Wargod Base’s Martial Arts Association.

Once he passes the martial artist combat assessment, he gets twenty million in start-up capital. Plus, they assigned him a detached villa—he even brought the keys home.” “What?” Luo Hongguo was stunned.

“Xinlan, what are you saying?” “Dad, look.” Luo Feng handed the signed contract over to Luo Hongguo. Luo Hongguo took it and read every line meticulously, from the first word to the last, afraid to miss a single clause… It was as if he were poring over their marriage certificate all those years ago, now rereading his son’s contract over and over.

The terms were crystal clear. “This, this… Doesn’t signing a contract with the Wargod Association happen after the combat assessment?” Luo Hongguo couldn't believe it.

“And how do they get twenty million in start-up funds?” Luo Hongguo had inquired carefully after Luo Feng passed his trial warrior assessment previously… New martial artists joining the Association were only supposed to receive one million in start-up funds. “Dad, that’s because big brother is a talent,” Luo Hua chuckled slyly.

“What’s the most precious thing in this era? Talented martial artists are the most precious.” “We can move into this detached villa now?” Luo Hongguo looked at his son, Luo Feng.

His wife, Gong Xinlan, smiled beside him. “If you want to move, we can go right now!” “Ha, ha, ha…” Luo Hongguo couldn't contain himself; tears welled up in his eyes.

For so many years, he had toiled endlessly for this family, but relying on his grueling manual labor, there was no chance for them to turn their lives around, not even in a lifetime. And now, they finally could!

And they could move into the legendary detached villa immediately! Indeed, a detached villa was the stuff of legends to ordinary people!

After the Great Nirvana Era, a single base city had to support two hundred million people; land was worth more than gold! Detached villas, due to their extravagant land use, were unattainable even for the wealthy!

Even the rare detached villas occupied by the powerful and moneyed required the payment of enormous luxury taxes. “I, Luo Hongguo, actually get to live in a detached villa!!!” Luo Hongguo burst into laughter.

“Ha ha ha! Even that dog-like boss of mine doesn’t live as well as I will now.” “Mmm-hmm,” Luo Hua in the wheelchair agreed excitedly.

“In the future, our house will have huge floor-to-ceiling windows! A massive bathtub.

And a very large living room! From now on, the TV and laptops will be voice-controlled, and the living room TV screen will be at least two hundred inches.

And a bed big enough to tumble around on!” “A bed big enough to tumble on—I’ve wanted that for ages,” Luo Hua added excitedly. Seeing his father and brother’s expressions filled Luo Feng with deep joy.

What was all his striving for? Wasn't it for this very day?

“Mom, Dad, please sit down and eat,” Luo Feng said with a smile. “I’m going to take a shower,” Luo Hongguo laughed heartily.

“From now on, I’ll never wear this work shirt again. I’m calling to give my boss his two weeks’ notice right now.” ×××××× That night, the Luo Feng household was completely immersed in unprecedented excitement and happiness.

This home, only 36 square meters, had housed the family of four for so many years. Though they had many complaints about it—like the parents having to sleep on the sofa, the lack of sunshine throughout the year, and the pitifully small bathroom for showering—there was too much bittersweet history.

Yet… as they prepared to leave, Luo Feng and his family felt a pang of reluctance. This place held too many of their memories.

But one must strive upward! Early the next morning, a large moving truck pulled up downstairs, and Luo Feng’s family began loading their belongings.

“Old Luo, what’s going on? Why are you moving?” “Hey, Sister Lan, what are you up to so early?” … Familiar neighbors from the same community stopped by and asked Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan with curiosity as they passed.

“Ha ha! My son, Xiao Feng, joined the Wargod Association.

We’re moving to Mingyue Community!” Luo Hongguo replied with proud confidence. “Wang San, you’d better come to the feast we throw when we settle in!” All these people who had lived in low-rent housing for so long—didn't every one of them yearn for a chance to turn their fortunes around?

Luo Hongguo had turned theirs around! And it was thanks to his son!

“Luo’s boy is truly amazing, joining the Wargod Association.” “Amazing indeed. If my son could be half that capable someday, I could die exhausted but smiling!

Old Luo is finally on top now; he’s hit the jackpot.” The neighbors spread the news—one told ten, ten told a hundred. Soon, the entire South Shore Community, and even the surrounding low-rent housing complexes, knew that the Luo Hongguo family from South Shore Community had a son who joined the Wargod Association, and they were moving to Mingyue Community!

This was a momentous piece of joyous news, inspiring many boys from ordinary families to dream of one day helping their homes. “A-Wen, when you come over next, just head straight to Mingyue Community.

But call me before you arrive so I can notify the guard at the entrance,” Luo Feng told his good friend Wei Wen. “En.” Wei Wen excitedly punched Luo Feng’s chest.

“I knew you’d have your day, Luo Feng. So what if you failed the college entrance exam?

Even among college graduates and military academy graduates, how many in a thousand get to live in a detached villa? Damn it, I’m coming over in a few days to check it out.

I’ve never even been inside a detached villa in my life.” Soon— Under the gazes of numerous surrounding women, children, and men, Luo Feng’s family rode in a passenger car, followed by a large moving truck filled with belongings they were reluctant to discard. Luo Feng’s family departed South Shore Community and entered Mingyue Community, the martial artist complex.

×××××× Around morning, at the main entrance of Mingyue Community, six soldiers, fully armed with real weapons, stood rigidly on either side of the gate, scanning the surroundings. “Stop!” One soldier immediately raised his assault rifle, aiming the muzzle at an approaching taxi.

“Screech!” The taxi slammed on its brakes instantly. Luo Feng’s family emerged from the cab.

An elderly man with streaked gray hair stepped out of the guardhouse at Mingyue Community and said with a warm smile, “Luo Feng, is that right? I saw you during your trial warrior assessment; I knew you had limitless potential.

I never thought you’d be moving into our community so soon. The notification arrived here yesterday.

Quick, someone help move things.” “Luo Feng, we have people to help move your things. Moving companies aren’t permitted inside,” the white-haired elder chuckled.

“We understand,” Father Luo Hongguo nodded with a smile. Very quickly, seven or eight soldiers ran out from the complex and swiftly began assisting with the move.

Then, under the envious eyes of the moving company staff, Luo Feng’s family stepped into Mingyue Community. “Mingyue Community.” Luo Feng looked toward the central Martial Arts Hall, then at the surrounding miniature bridges, flowing water, rockeries, and ponds, and the rows of detached villas encircled by the landscape.

“From today on, this is my home.” Luo Feng turned to look at his parents and his brother in the wheelchair; they were all gazing at the complex with emotion. “Mr.

Luo Feng, your home is the one right ahead,” said one of the soldiers moving items, a young woman smiling as she held a file. “The one ahead, number 199, is your residence, Mr.

Luo Feng. This villa has three floors, a basement, and a super-large terrace on the third floor.

The total area is 512 square meters. If you include the basement, courtyard, and the massive terrace, it’s nearly 800 square meters.” Luo Feng’s family exchanged knowing glances… They looked up again at the luxurious villa before them, with its striking red and white exterior walls.

This was their home from now on! “36 square meters?

Nearly 800 square meters?” Luo Hua in the wheelchair couldn't help but murmur in awe. —————— P.S.: Luo Feng and his family have finally moved!

Brothers, send those recommendation tickets to celebrate!