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

Jiang Zhiyu chatted with Seventeen the whole way, deliberately turning towards deserted areas.

After walking for half an hour through winding paths, all I could see were abandoned houses. The walls were peeling and the roofs were sunken, clearly indicating that no one had lived there for a long time.

She sensed that there was no one else around, so she stopped and waited for the people who were following her to come over.

Before long, the three men caught up, panting heavily.

Liu San ran in the lead, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"You brat, keep running! Why did you stop?"

He braced himself on his knees, panting heavily.

Jiang Zhiyu stood there calmly, then slowly said:

"Don't rush, speak slowly, catch your breath before you speak."

These words infuriated Liu San.

"Brothers, hold her down!"

Liu San roared.

"Don't hurt her, I still want to take her back as my wife!"

Two underlings walked towards Jiang Zhiyu, panting.

Jiang Zhiyu just looked at them calmly.

As soon as the two rushed over, Jiang Zhiyu kicked one of them, sending them flying backward and landing on the ground with one of their front teeth knocked out and their mouths full of blood.

Liu San's eyes widened when he saw this.

"You bitch, you even hit my brother!"

As he spoke, he rushed over to hit Jiang Zhiyu.

Jiang Zhiyu showed him no mercy this time, reaching out to urge vines to grow and whipping him mercilessly.

"ah--!"

"Ouch--!"

"Grandma, spare me—!"

Liu San was beaten so badly that he screamed and cried on the ground.

When the two henchmen saw the woman conjure vines out of thin air, they were so frightened they didn't even have the strength to get up, muttering to themselves:

"Please spare me, fairy! Please spare me, fairy!"

Jiang Zhiyu ignored them and continued to whip Liu San.

Liu San didn't notice at first, but eventually realized that the woman was whipping him with vines that appeared out of thin air.

In his terror, he kept begging for mercy:

"Grandma! I was wrong! Grandma! Have mercy!"

Jiang Zhiyu then stopped.

"You know you were wrong?"

"Okay, okay!"

Liu San lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, his body covered in injuries.

"So where did you go wrong?"

"I...I shouldn't...I shouldn't have flirted with you, grandma!"

Liu San said with a mournful face.

"Anything else?"

"And...and I shouldn't have had someone follow me!"

"Anything else?"

Jiang Zhiyu's voice turned colder.

"And...and there's something I shouldn't have done..."

Liu San racked his brains but still couldn't come up with a solution!

"Alright."

Jiang Zhiyu was too lazy to waste any more words with him, so she raised her hand and lashed out with several vines, knocking all three of them unconscious.

Then, using mental power, they erased their memories of the past two days.

Then he headed towards the state-run restaurant.

Jiang Zhiyu arrived at the state-run restaurant and ordered lunch—a plate of shredded pork with eggs, a plate of shredded potatoes, a bowl of rice, and a bowl of soy sauce soup.

She ate slowly, while Seventeen watched longingly in her mind.

"Host, if I had a physical body, I'd also like to taste what food tastes like."

Jiang Zhiyu comforted it in her heart:

"Don't worry, I'll definitely find the upgrade items for you."

"Really?"

Seventeen's voice suddenly rang out.

"real."

"Host, you're so kind!"

Moved by the experience, Seventeen went to work in the space again.

Jiang Zhiyu sighed inwardly: Oh, poor kid.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhiyu went to another ghost market all by herself.

I spent the whole afternoon browsing, but didn't buy much, and didn't find anything that would upgrade my 17th birthday.

Seventeen was completely deflated.

"Host, can I take a few days off? I don't feel like managing the space for the next couple of days; I need to rest."

Jiang Zhiyu found it amusing, but still said reassuringly:

"Don't worry, I'll definitely upgrade you. Just rest for a few days."

"real?"

"real."

Jiang Zhiyu guarantees it.

Seventeen felt a little better after that.

Jiang Zhiyu dragged her tired body toward the military compound.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw a familiar figure.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, casting a soft glow on his angular face.

He stood there, his posture upright like a pine tree, but his gaze remained fixed on the direction she had come from.

"You know me."

The man saw her and quickly walked over.

His voice was filled with barely suppressed joy.

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned.

"Song...Song Yanzhou?"

She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

"Weren't you in Shanghai? Why are you back?"

"The mission is over, and I'm just in time to get back today."

Song Yanzhou walked up to her and looked her up and down.

"And you? How have you been in Beijing these past few days? My grandfather said you came to visit?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, unsure of what to say.

She didn't expect Song Yanzhou to suddenly appear.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Song Yanzhou naturally took her hand. Having not seen each other for so long, he felt they had become quite estranged?

Jiang Zhiyu glanced around and subconsciously wanted to pull back, but hesitated for a moment and still didn't move.

"I've been waiting for you at the door for ages, I thought you weren't coming back today."

How did you know I'd be back today?

Jiang Zhiyu asked.

"I went home first, my grandma told me to."

Song Yanzhou gripped her hand tightly, his gaze never leaving her face.

The two walked into the courtyard side by side, attracting the attention of many passersby.

"Whose daughter is that?"

"Looks unfamiliar, must be a relative of the Song family?"

"No way? I saw Yanzhou holding her hand..."

"Really? Wasn't that Song family boy always celibate? He's rejected so many girls in our compound, when did he get a girlfriend?"

"They look like a good match; that girl is really pretty."

Jiang Zhiyu felt somewhat uncomfortable listening to the surrounding whispers.

"Relax."

She said in a low voice.

Why?

Song Yanzhou's voice sounded somewhat nervous.

"There are many people."

"……good."

Song Yanzhou responded, but did not let go.

He simply adjusted his grip slightly, changing from holding hands to gently clasping her fingers.

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at him but didn't say anything.

She noticed that his fingers were a little stiff.

He was the one who wouldn't let go, but now he's getting nervous.

The two walked on in silence.

"You know me."

"Um?"

Where did you go today?

"shop."

Jiang Zhiyu gave a brief answer.

"What did you buy?"

"Some miscellaneous things."

Song Yanzhou looked at her face, seemingly wanting to say something, but not knowing how to begin.

The two fell silent again.

Song Yanzhou stood still, his fingers gently stroking Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at him:

"Do you have something to say?"

"I……"

Song Yanzhou was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her to be so direct.

"Hmm... a little."

"explain."

Jiang Zhiyu was looking at him.

Looking into her cold, clear eyes, Song Yanzhou felt a little uneasy.

He tentatively began to speak:

"Zhiyu, I..."

"Um?"

"The reason I came back this time is actually because..."

He paused for a moment, then his voice became very soft:

"I wanted to see you. I was originally just going home to visit my grandparents before heading to Northeast China, but I didn't expect you to be in Beijing."

Jiang Zhiyu looked up at him without saying a word. A warmth welled up inside her.

Seeing that she remained silent, Song Yanzhou felt a pang of anxiety. Having not seen her for so long, seeing Jiang Zhiyu felt like stepping back into the day they first met; everything seemed to have returned to square one. He quickly added:

"Don't misunderstand, I just... just wanted to see how you were doing, that's all."

"I know."

Jiang Zhiyu had a faint smile on her face.

What are you so nervous about?

"I wasn't nervous."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at his insincere expression and the corners of her mouth curved slightly again.

"Song Yanzhou."

"Um?"

Are you afraid of me?

"Don't be afraid!"

Song Yanzhou immediately shook his head, then said somewhat guiltily:

"It's just... I'm afraid you'll find me annoying."

"I don't mind."

Jiang Zhiyu said.

"Really?"

Song Yanzhou's eyes lit up immediately.

"Aren't you tired of me?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded. Then she turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

She found herself recently... a little unable to stand him looking at her like that.

Seventeen watched this scene from inside the space and silently shrank into a corner.

Song Yanzhou stood there, looking at Jiang Zhiyu's turned profile, and felt a surge of joy, knowing that it was just her personality and that she wasn't entirely without feelings.

He didn't ask any further questions, but simply said softly:

"Zhiyu, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you... for coming into my life."

Jiang Zhiyu's fingers twitched slightly.

She didn't speak, just stood there quietly. He remembered Su Ran's words. It felt like her words were a response to his past life.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, outlining their warm silhouettes.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

What they didn't know was that a certain woman was watching their retreating figures, her teeth practically grinding to powder!