Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

In the stillness of the night, he scanned his sleeping family members one by one, then took off in his aircraft.

The stealthy Radiant Solar Probe silently bypassed all radar and satellite monitoring on Earth.

After ascending to an altitude of 1,000 meters, it suddenly accelerated, tearing through the atmosphere at eighteen times the speed of sound.

"We'll deploy our stars right here at an altitude of 40,000 kilometers."

Once Xiaobai had calculated the trajectory accurately, Lin Quan maneuvered the aircraft to steadily drop a stealth satellite.

With the treasure trove in hand, satellites spring up like mushrooms after rain with the slightest thought.

After waking up, Qin Huairu squinted and looked around before taking out her phone and dialing a number.

Lin Quan was hovering in near-Earth orbit, adjusting the satellite array. He lightly tapped the communicator on his ear and spoke in a clear voice, "Sister Qin, what's up?"

"Where have you been?" Qin Huairu asked bluntly.

"I'm just here to take care of some personal business. I just landed in the capital and will be back in a while." Lin Quan's tone was light and casual, as if he were talking about the weather.

"Okay, I understand," Qin Huairu replied briefly.

He worked tirelessly for seven days and nights, precisely deploying 1,200 low-orbit satellites. Only after nightfall did he quietly embark on the Yaoyang spacecraft to return home.

"With this network in place, Yaoyang mobile phones only need to be equipped with a micro relay chip to connect directly to any corner of the world."

In the villa, he collapsed onto the living room sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

As dawn broke, he stretched his limbs in the backyard, sweating profusely—his muscles tensed yet relaxed, his breathing long and deep. The exhilarating feeling of clarity and mental well-being made him reluctant to stop.

During his time alone in the morning, he once again infiltrated the replica Earth, allowing Xiaobai to retrieve two sets of core data: a reusable launch vehicle design blueprint and a new generation of high-precision remote sensing satellite architecture.

At 3 p.m., he drove to the Hong Kong office and pushed two silver-gray USB drives in front of Wang Yaoxin.

The tens of thousands of terminal devices previously donated to the other side of the strait have already arrived; all technical documents are transmitted via encrypted data streams, eliminating the need for paper altogether.

"One rocket carrying three satellites, with thirty-six satellites custom-made, can both establish communication links and support satellite television stations—it's perfectly legitimate and flawless."

It took twelve rockets to launch in succession to lift all the satellites into orbit.

Given the current industrial base on the other side of the strait, completing all launch missions within two years is already the limit.

A few days later, Lin Quan flew to Beijing and signed the contract.

The initial advance payment of 200 million Singapore dollars was transferred on the spot.

The total amount is 2.4 billion Star Coins, with 200 million Star Coins paid for each group (three satellites) that successfully enters orbit.

The relevant drawings and process parameters can be used free of charge by countries such as the Soviet Union and Singapore; as long as they are willing to accept orders, there are no restrictions on free launches.

Choosing the other side wasn't about saving money, but about peace of mind—this land could support him and also hold his hard-earned cash.

Rockets contain too many cutting-edge modules that can be used for military purposes, while Yanhuang's existing launch and telemetry systems are clearly lagging behind.

Back in Hong Kong, he cloned a batch of precision machine tools and special testing instruments, which were then transported overnight to the Shenzhou Wharf by a logistics fleet.

With everything settled, he had the idea of ​​exploring the past.

The benefits of the Highest Yoga Tantra meditation technique were becoming increasingly sluggish, and he urgently needed a new technique that could truly unlock his potential.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was home, he sneaked in and replicated Earth.

He unfolded the 3D tomb exploration heat map generated by Xiaobai, but did not rush to set off.

A good knife needs sharpening, and a good job needs preparation—if you have a surveying instrument with strong penetrating power and accurate positioning, finding treasure will be as easy as taking candy from a baby.

He drove the Yaoyang to sweep through factories: the ground-penetrating radar factory, the quantum gravity gradiometer workshop, the superconducting magnetic anomaly detection center... He looked at them, disassembled them, and then reassembled them.

The final solution was a completely new approach – a composite stratigraphic scanner specifically designed for historical site exploration.

"It's too big, so it can only be integrated into the fuselage of the Yaoyang."

The handheld equipment available on the market can only dig to a depth of about 20 meters.

His machine easily pierced through 300 meters of rock, revealing even the exact course of underground rivers.

In less than 15 minutes, the aircraft was fully loaded, and real-time terrain modeling was simultaneously connected to the main control screen.

Locking onto the coordinates, the Yaoyang hovered, its mental energy piercing the tomb passage like fine needles, instantly spreading out a three-dimensional perception network.

"The pit was full of blue and white porcelain and gold ingots, but unfortunately none of them were what I wanted."

"A dozen or so fragmented martial arts manuals? I'll write them down as a backup."

"Dragon's Roar Golden Bell Shield? Tiger's Roar Iron Shirt? Just from these names, they're more concise and domineering than the old versions."

In less than three days, he had mastered the two new skills to perfection—his skin and flesh shone with light, his bones resonated with strength, and his aura was as deep and still as an abyss.

By drawing inferences from one instance to another, one can understand the origin of all things.

The Iron Shirt, Golden Bell Cover, Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm, Mighty Vajra Leg, and Eight Treasures Hard Qigong he originally practiced were all variations of external martial arts, only with different power paths and different ways of exerting force. Now, when he practices Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl, it is like putting new wine in old bottles, a natural and easy process.

He moved to a different mountain forest and recalibrated the coordinates.

"Xiao Bai deduced that a Xia Dynasty royal tomb is sealed here."

He glanced at the cross-sectional image transmitted back from the probe and steadily landed the Yaoyang.

The spiritual energy silently seeped into the earth, reaching a depth of a hundred meters underground, and slowly slid into the dark tomb passage.

The silt and sand accumulated over thousands of years have long since sealed off the old passageway.

"The entire tomb passage—floor, walls, and dome—is cast in bronze?"

Lin Quan's heart skipped a beat as his gaze swept over the bronze walls, which were covered in green rust. The person who could rest in such a magnificent bronze palace must have been a supreme ruler who held absolute power over the land during his lifetime.

The spiritual energy surged through the tomb passage like a dragon, and in less than ten minutes, the invisible network of perception had already penetrated deep into the main burial chamber.

"Tortoise shell? Oracle bone inscriptions? Bronze deities?"

The moment Lin Quan's spiritual power touched the bronze statue, an ancient and powerful torrent of information surged into his sea of ​​consciousness—a visualization technique appeared without being summoned or asked.

"The Visualization Technique of the Great God Pangu?"

The profound and ineffable insights washed over Lin Quan's heart like a tide, leaving him stunned and forgetting even to breathe.

"The attack technique is directly imprinted into the soul; it's simply unbelievable!"

He quickly scanned the remaining burial objects, but there was no further movement or response.

"This single visualization technique is enough for me to transcend the mundane world and achieve immortality."

Exiting the cloned Earth, Lin Quan sat cross-legged on the sofa, closed his eyes, concentrated, and silently meditated.

A well-established spiritual strength, like a bird familiar with its way home, can land steadily with a gentle pull.

In an instant, a majestic phantom quietly appeared in the upper dantian—a figure that split the chaos with an axe, standing tall and upright, none other than Pangu, the god who created the world.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Quan opened his eyes after finishing his practice, his fingertips trembling slightly as he tentatively released his spiritual energy. His eyes immediately lit up.

"The coverage area has been expanded to twenty meters, nearly doubling!"

Then I tried manipulating objects—a ten-kilogram iron dumbbell, which hovered steadily in mid-air without moving an inch.

"Once it can support my entire body and lift me into the air, it will be as easy as turning my hand."

He glanced at the smartwatch on his wrist, and with a thought, a table full of steaming, fragrant dishes appeared out of thin air.

Eat, shower, practice boxing, and sleep soundly until the morning light shines through the window.