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

After washing up, Jiang Zhiyu lay down in the guest room on the second floor.

"Host, we don't need to post that evidence in the capital, right?"

Seventeen's voice rang out.

"After all, the evidence has already been handed over to Song Yanzhou's grandfather. I believe that with his abilities, he will definitely handle these matters properly."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded:

"Well, there's no need for that here. Posting things everywhere is pointless. This isn't a county town; some things can be handled behind closed doors."

She paused, a hint of disgust in her voice:

"Although it's not fully open yet, there are still foreigners. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble and become a laughingstock. Those countries look down on us now! They blow up the smallest things and then laugh at us! They're just a bunch of robbers, thinking they're so capable! Their homes were robbed, and they still couldn't find out what happened."

Seventeen chuckled. It would be strange if they could find out who you stole from.

"So, host, what are you struggling with right now? Should you keep these stolen goods in your space, or quietly put them back in the warehouses tonight?"

Jiang Zhiyu remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Seventeen, what do you think?"

I think...

Seventeen thought for a moment and then said:

"Given the current situation, there are quite a few radicals. Store your valuable artifacts in the space for now, and donate them when the time is right. As for the gold and silver, which can generate immediate benefits, put them in a few prominent warehouses. That way, you'll keep them pinned down!"

"That makes sense when you think about it."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

"Many people lack awareness of protecting cultural relics. Keeping them in a safe space can preserve them well. We can take them out again when the time is right."

"The country is in dire need of funds right now; real money is what we urgently need."

The two of them chatted like that for a while.

"Seventeen, wake me up at ten o'clock."

Jiang Zhiyu yawned.

"Grandpa probably won't bring the evidence over until tomorrow. Let's go put the stolen goods back tonight. And those people in the space, we need to deal with them too. We've already beaten them enough and vented our anger. I believe the rest will get what they deserve."

"Okay, host."

Seventeen obediently replied.

Jiang Zhiyu closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

It seems like she's never had a proper night's sleep. Ever since she transmigrated, she's been constantly busy.

Sigh, it seems like she's destined to be busy. After thinking about it, she fell into a deep sleep!

Until Seventeen's voice rang in my mind.

"Host, it's ten o'clock."

Jiang Zhiyu opened her eyes and found herself unusually awake.

She quietly got up, used her mental energy to sense that everyone else was fast asleep. She quietly got dressed and disguised herself.

They teleported out of the military compound and arrived at several obvious treasure locations.

"How come none of the guards noticed?"

Seventeen sighs.

"That's true. They don't even have the keys; their job is just to keep an eye on the door. Those four disappeared for a day, but nothing went wrong; after all, it's only been a day."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't have time to chat with it; she put all the gold and other valuables inside one by one.

After finishing in this warehouse, we went to several other warehouses.

After putting it away, she restored the scene again—even if the final investigation revealed that much of the stolen goods were missing, no one would suspect her; they would only assume that Su Qiming had concealed the stolen money, achieving multiple goals at once, and their crimes would not be light.

"Host, your idea is brilliant!"

"Right? I think it's perfect too."

Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow smugly.

"They embezzled so much; even if only a portion is taken, the rest is enough to make them die eight hundred times over."

"Moreover, the gold and silver I left behind are enough to keep the investigation team busy for several months."

Seventeen thought about it and agreed, so he said no more.

By the time she had put everything away, it was almost dawn.

"Alright, the rest is no longer my concern."

Jiang Zhiyu clapped her hands and teleported away from the warehouse.

Then, she went to Su Qiming's house.

Unexpectedly, I saw Su Qiming's wife.

Her son, daughter, and husband had all disappeared for a day, and she was still able to sleep.

"It's clear that this family is also estranged."

Jiang Zhiyu gave a cold laugh.

"That's true! If Su Qiming can keep a mistress, this woman will definitely find out, but she'll just turn a blind eye!"

She used her mental power to probe and found that Su Qiming's wife was sleeping soundly and had not noticed anything unusual.

"You have such a big heart."

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head.

She drugged Su Qiming's wife, then released Su Qiming, Su Xu, and Su Dong from the spatial dimension.

After a night of whipping and not eating, the three of them looked listless and weak.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't bother arguing with them and simply tied them up with rope. She dared not manipulate the vines now; in this small town, it would be treated as a supernatural event! She was going to use the vines to bind these people! She estimated that the Special Management Bureau would be knocking on her door in less than a day! She couldn't underestimate the Special Management Bureau. Regardless of the era, caution was ingrained in her bones.

The three shook their heads and made muffled noises, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

They were truly exhausted at this moment. They were tired, hungry, and scared.

The realization that they had been transported from their paradise back to their own home in an instant intensified their fear to its peak—who on earth had they offended?!

"Scared?"

Jiang Zhiyu looked down at them.

"If only I had known then what I know now."

She knocked them unconscious one by one, and then used her mental power to erase all their memories of the past two days.

Then she looked at Su Qiming's wife on the bed, thought for a moment, and tied her up as well.

To avoid any unforeseen complications.

"I've left all the more serious evidence against Grandpa Song."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the four people and muttered to herself.

"There is also some other evidence..."

She took out stacks of documents from her storage space and placed one on each person's head.

All sorts of heinous evidence were laid out neatly.

"That way, when the inspection team comes in, all the evidence will be tied up."

Jiang Zhiyu clapped her hands in satisfaction.

"Host."

Seventeen's voice was somewhat indescribable. The four of them were arranged neatly, like goods displayed on a shelf.

"Do you have OCD? Arranging them like this..."

"Isn't this better?"

Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow.

"The inspection team can see the whole picture as soon as they come in, saving them the trouble of searching."

"..."

Seventeen twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, whatever you think is better is fine."

"By the way, host, what are you going to do about Su Ran?"

"Let's stay in this space for now."

Jiang Zhiyu thought for a while.

"I'll deal with her later. I want to see what happens after Grandpa Song submits the evidence tomorrow."

"Once things are mostly settled, wouldn't it be even more satisfying to let Su Ran see it for herself? Doesn't she consider herself the chosen one? Doesn't she think she knows the whole plot of this book? Let her guess her own ending too!"

Seventeen muttered something:

"What a twisted sense of humor..."

Jiang Zhiyu ignored it and turned to leave the Su family.

The sky was already turning a pale white.

When she returned to the Song family's guest room, Aunt Yang was already busy in the kitchen! Jiang Zhiyu slipped into the room, intending to wash up and then go downstairs.