With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Hello everyone!

This is a light and enjoyable read, mainly for stress relief and watching while eating. Readers can just read it at their leisure and don't need to delve into the logic.

The story includes a male lead, but he doesn't appear often, and the male and female leads are mostly separated. The main plot focuses on the female lead's storyline. Readers who are sensitive to this should proceed with caution. Enjoy your reading! The main text follows.

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In the 25th century, the decade-long apocalypse could finally come to an end.

The news that the central base had finally developed a vaccine for the virus spread like wildfire to the survivors. Everyone wept bitterly, overwhelmed with gratitude that they had finally made it through!

Jiang Zhiyu was also very happy. As a three-elemental ability user, she had never dared to reveal her abilities except for her spatial ability. She had managed to survive in this apocalypse quite well. Even so, she wanted to return to a normal life.

"Zhiyu, have you received the news?" Su Qingrou asked excitedly as she pushed open her bedroom door.

"Yes, I heard you!" Even though she was usually not very talkative, she said something unusual.

"Zhiyu, the apocalypse is about to end. All the members of our team want to celebrate, especially you. After all, you are the pillar of our team. They have prepared a surprise for us at the food factory in the eastern suburbs. Let's go!" He said, and then came over to take Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

Jiang Zhiyu instinctively flinched, but upon seeing Su Qingrou's injured expression, she paused for a moment and then let her be.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhiyu said, unusually good-natured.

A dozen minutes later they arrived at the factory area, when suddenly a scream came from inside. Jiang Zhiyu heard it was her teammate Liu Le's voice and immediately rushed in! But all she saw was a speaker.

The sound came from here. Jiang Zhiyu realized something was wrong and turned her head to look, but Su Qingrou was nowhere to be seen. She tried to get up and leave, but a zombie rushed out from a corner and blocked her way. It was the zombie king from near the base.

Jiang Zhiyu realized she had been tricked. She was about to use her superpowers to fight when she discovered that she couldn't use them at all. Looking down at her feet, she saw the drug that the mad doctor had developed to target superpowers.

"Heh, a flawless plan!" Even if she hadn't exposed the space, she would still be doomed now! Because she discovered that her body couldn't enter the space.

The zombie king was about to pounce when Jiang Zhiyu took out explosives from her spatial storage, lit them, and threw them at the zombie king, who easily dodged them.

"You actually have hidden superpowers?" A resentful voice came from the rooftop; it was Su Qingrou. She was currently peering down from the fifth-floor stairwell, her expression filled with jealousy and hatred.

"But it doesn't matter. You think you can escape? There's more to this area than what you see. Once you become a zombie, I'll hand you over to Dr. Allen. After that, I can have whatever I want. But I didn't expect you to give me such a surprise. Three types of superpowers! You really know how to hide it. You actually kept it a secret for ten years." Su Qingrou's expression turned ferocious.

While dodging, Jiang Zhiyu questioned, "I've saved you so many times, and this is how you treat me?"

"Haha! Jiang Zhiyu, the apocalypse is about to end, so of course we won't need your protection anymore. Who wants you to be so high and mighty all the time? With you two as test subjects, Dr. Allen will give me even more. Oh! By the way! I'm not afraid to tell you, with the apocalypse about to end, do you think the higher-ups will still have room for you high-level ability users?"

Jiang Zhiyu understood everything. How could Su Qingrou possibly have these things? Heh, trying to use her for experiments was absolutely impossible.

She took out all the explosives from her spatial storage, a full 300 kilograms. She stopped and looked up at Su Qingrou with a cold smile.

"Did your superiors foresee this? That they sent you here to die?"

Su Qingrou looked down and her face changed drastically. "No, no, no! Jiang Zhiyu, please!" she cried and ran downstairs.

"Too late," Jiang Zhiyu said, watching the zombie king pounce on her, and then she lit the explosives.

"No!" came Su Qingrou's roar from above.

Jiang Zhiyu closed her eyes in despair. She was exhausted, actually! She wasn't so afraid of death anymore. But the resentment and hatred in her heart made her clench her fists tightly. She had struggled for ten years! Yet she was left to die before dawn.

Why? Why was she betrayed and mutilated after giving her all? Why did those wolves and tigers enjoy wealth and glory while trampling on her corpse?

She was unwilling! She hated! She hated those treacherous so-called teammates, hated herself for misjudging people and being extremely foolish, and hated the injustice of this world even more. Those high-level superhumans had risked their lives to bring about the end of the apocalypse!

Why? Why?

This overwhelming hatred burned like a raging fire, forcefully pulling her dying soul back from the brink of death. She floated in the air, watching as the factory was engulfed in flames and as the place was instantly reduced to rubble.

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Late at night, Nangang Wharf, 1975.

Jiang Zhiyu woke up again after being choked by seawater.

No, to be precise, he was choked awake by the word "murder".

cough cough cough

She surfaced, coughing violently, gasping for breath to relieve the stinging pain in her chest. All around her was the vast darkness of night, with gentle waves that pushed her body up and down.

She suddenly realized something: she was still alive?

Jiang Zhiyu turned her head. She saw a fishing boat, which was getting further and further away from her. Surrounded by seawater, this boat was her only chance to survive.

Without further hesitation, she sensed the space and found that it had followed her. She immediately took out the hook from the space, exerted force with her wrist, and swung it with all her might.

"when"

With a soft thud, Jiang Zhiyu used the momentum to gently slide to the bottom of the boat.

With a mental scan, he avoided the crowd and hid in the cargo ship's hold.

"Damn, this body is so weak, I'm exhausted..." He fainted before he could finish speaking.

After a long while, a series of footsteps approaching from afar suddenly startled Jiang Zhiyu awake, and her pupils contracted sharply.

They immediately huddled in the triangular gap between several sacks and tin boxes. Then they heard intermittent voices coming from there.

"Second Brother, isn't Eldest Brother being too cautious? There's so much treasure here, let's just have a little fun..."

The conversation outside could be heard through the metal sheet.

As Jiang Zhiyu listened, she quickly examined the body. Climbing had already exhausted her. If it weren't for figuring out the situation, she would have wanted to hide in the space and rest.

"Go ahead and do it if you miss. Most of the goods here belong to the Li family, and the Black Dragon Gang is behind him."

"Yes, yes, Second Brother is right. I was mistaken."

"...The Li family...Hong Kong..."

These words drilled into her ears and overlapped with another voice in her mind—fragments of Jiang Zhiyu's memories belonging to this world. Those images flashed by like a revolving lantern, making her temples throb. Then the voices of the two people talking came again:

"What about the people in Hong Kong who are supposed to be there to meet us?"

"Same place, dock at Tai O fishing village before dawn. The higher-ups said the situation is extremely tense this time. After today or tomorrow, this road will be closed. It won't be so easy to leave after that."

"What about the cargo on our ship—"

"The goods are more valuable than the person," the tall man said in a low voice.

Jiang Zhiyu's gaze fell on the tall stacks of large wooden crates beside her. Each crate had a surname on it, so they didn't seem to be from the same family.

"Ha, goods are worth more than people, what a coincidence, that's what I was thinking too," Jiang Zhiyu thought to herself.

In the original owner's memory, five days ago, her parents were taken away by the inspection team. The original owner fell ill in fear, and her uncle's family tricked her into taking her to Hong Kong to avoid trouble under the pretext of taking care of her.

A young girl who had just graduated from high school was suddenly at a loss. All that was left was her uncle's family. Under the coaxing of her older cousins, the original owner of this body hid her mother's dowry and gave it to her uncle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she boarded the ship, her uncle's family couldn't wait to push the original owner of this body into the sea. This is how she, who died in the apocalypse, managed to get away with it.

Then, more sounds came through intermittently.

"Remember, once we reach the shore, we'll all go our separate ways and can go wherever we want. But the captain will take 30% of what's in the hold. Go down and check it later, and make sure those capitalists don't underreport the numbers."

"Thirty percent," the underling clicked his tongue. "That's ruthless enough."

The tall, dark-skinned man sneered repeatedly.

"If it weren't for the fact that they were on the verge of death, why would they care about gold and jewels? Besides, look at those crates in the hold. Any one of those items could be enough for you and me to carry heavy loads at the docks for ten years. What's a little bloodshed for them?"

"Hehe, I'll count them right away, don't worry, Second Brother."

Hearing footsteps approaching from the depths of the warehouse, Jiang Zhiyu immediately slipped into her spatial dimension.

About half an hour later, the younger brother finished counting and left.

Jiang Zhiyu then emerged from the space.

She glanced down at her hands.

It was a pair of young hands, with fair skin and slender fingers. But there were thin calluses on the fingertips, from holding a pen. There was a small red mole on the inside of the wrist, like a drop of blood congealed under the skin.

Look at these hands.

Jiang Zhiyu finally realized that she had indeed transmigrated; she was no longer the Jiang Zhiyu who had struggled for ten years in the apocalypse. Since she had taken over someone else's body, she had to protect her family. Moreover, from the original owner's hazy memories, she seemed to see her parents before the apocalypse.

Jiang Zhiyu slowly got up and looked around. It was an old, large, converted fishing boat, dimly lit by a few incandescent bulbs; the air was damp, and the smell of fish mixed with mold filled Jiang Zhiyu's sense of smell, making her head throb. Her stomach also rumbled at an inopportune moment.

"I'm so hungry."

She only had insect cakes in her space, so she picked up the last insect cake in her space.

In the apocalypse, everyone's food consisted of cakes made from mutated cockroaches and cassava. They tasted awful, but they were the only way to survive.

She took a bite and chewed slowly, her mind already racing: the current situation is 1975, she has traveled through time.

Her uncle's family believed she was dead, and her mother's dowry was still on the boat.

He swallowed the last piece of insect cake, stood up, and dusted himself off.

Looking up at the sky, he said, "I don't know if you're still there? Now that I've taken over your body, I'll protect your family and avenge you. Is that alright?"

"As for my uncle's family, in return..."

Her gaze swept over the wooden crates labeled with surnames, examining each one as if she were picking out cabbages.

"I'll take your goods, but your lives—" She paused, her smile fading.