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

Jiang Zhiyu stood outside the tent for a while before returning to the command room.

As soon as he entered, Ji Buzhi barged in in a flurry of activity.

"You're back so soon? Mission accomplished?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

Ji Buzhi's eyes lit up: "So fast! I should have brought me along, then you wouldn't have been held up!"

"I'll definitely take you next time." Jiang Zhiyu smiled.

"It's a deal! Tell me where you're planning to go next time!"

"That has to be an assignment from the bureau."

Ji Buzhi pursed his lips, but didn't pursue the topic further. The two chatted casually for a few more minutes before footsteps sounded outside the tent.

Zhuge Yunhe has arrived.

When he entered the command room, his gaze fell on Jiang Zhiyu, his eyes filled with undisguised gratitude. It wasn't just politeness; it came from the bottom of his heart—a thirty-year obsession, the person he had waited for for thirty years, and she had brought back in just over ten days.

His identity was sensitive, and he couldn't go to the brothel himself. Even if he did go, he might not be able to rescue his senior brother from the dungeon of the Beichen Yin-Yang Bureau on his own. After hearing his senior brother's brief description of the situation there, he understood even more clearly—that place wasn't one that could be entered with just enthusiasm.

All I can say is that I received help from a benefactor.

Or perhaps, fate has not forsaken him.

Ji Buzhi glanced at Old Zhuge's expression, then at Jiang Zhiyu, and immediately understood the implication in the air—these two had important matters to discuss.

"I have something to do, I'm leaving now." He got up decisively, dusted himself off, and went out the door.

Zhuge Yunhe then got to the point.

"Did you get those documents?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

Zhuge Yunhe breathed a long sigh of relief.

"To whom should it be given?" Jiang Zhiyu asked.

"Just leave it in the command center later. I'll talk to Director Yan in a bit." Zhuge Yunhe's tone became more serious. "This matter is no small thing. The military and local authorities need to work together."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

She glanced at the document—there were quite a few spies planted in the country, and two experimental sites. The bacterial experiment sites were hidden deep in the mountains; taking them down would indeed require a large number of people, and would also require the cooperation of local public security to seal them off.

This is not something that the Second Administration Bureau alone can handle.

Zhuge Yunhe knew Jiang Zhiyu's rules; she was only responsible for retrieving the items, and how to handle the rest was a matter for the bureau. He didn't ask any more questions and got up to leave.

About fifteen minutes later, Jiang Zhiyu confirmed that Zhuge Yunhe had left the vicinity of the command room. Only then did she take out all the information about the Fukuda family from her spatial storage and stack them one by one on the table in the command room.

A thick stack of documents, including lists of spies, contact information, fund flows, original records of bacterial experiments, genetically stolen data, and files on double agents.

As for the looted wealth and the items from the M country's military base, she decided to wait for her old leader's instructions after arriving in Beijing. Those items were far more significant and couldn't be disposed of in Dachengshan.

After putting her things away, she left the command room.

-

When Zhuge Yunhe entered the command room again that evening, the documents on the table had piled up into a small mountain.

He glanced at it and paused.

Next to the documents, there was an extra bookshelf, which Jiang Zhiyu had put out from her space. The bookshelves were neatly categorized by region, category, and urgency, with clear labels.

This girl doesn't hide from him anymore now.

Without thinking much, he immediately sat down and started looking through the pages.

The more he looked, the sullen his face became.

The scope of this list was far wider than he had anticipated. It involved not only agents within the military region but also infiltrating local communities, from provincial-level units to local police stations, from military-industrial enterprises to research institutes, weaving a dense network. The two bacterial experiment sites, one hidden deep in the mountains of Jilin Province and the other an underground facility in a mountainous region of Northwest China, were both quite large.

He picked up the phone and dialed two numbers.

That night, the telegraph machine in the temporary command center at Dacheng Mountain never stopped.

Telegram after telegram was sent to various places—military regions, public security bureaus, and secret missions. The wording was brief, but each one carried an undeniable urgency.

three days later.

The laboratory deep in the mountains of Kyrgyzstan was pulled out.

The underground stronghold in the northwestern mountains has been taken down.

The agents planted in various military regions and local areas were all captured within three days.

The speed of the action and the accuracy of the information impressed those in charge.

This was the fastest operation since the establishment of the Second Administration Bureau, and also the one involving the most people, the most arrests, and the highest efficiency. From receiving the intelligence to the final operation, it took less than 72 hours because the intelligence was readily available. The list, locations, contact information, and patterns of action were all written down in black and white, so all they had to do was follow the instructions.

No need for investigation, screening, or long-term surveillance.

This is equivalent to directly handing the answer sheet to the examiner.

-

Jiang Zhiyu waited for the outcome at Dacheng Mountain.

Whenever I had free time, I would go and visit the three children—Jiang Feng and his younger siblings were being cared for at a childcare center in the disaster area. They were much more cheerful than when they were first rescued. Jiang Feng still looked like a little adult, but he would smile occasionally.

She would also run errands for Ji Buzhi. Ji Buzhi was so busy he was constantly on the go, but his mouth never stopped. He would mutter to himself while working, chatting with whoever he could find. With Jiang Zhiyu lending a hand, he was much more relaxed.

As for what Zhuge Yunhe would arrange for her to do next, she didn't know.

There's no rush.

Let's just wait and see.

The sun rises as usual every day after the disaster, and the clanging of construction work echoes from morning till night as new houses are built one after another.

Life goes on.

She wondered how the country's laboratory was progressing. Seeing all that equipment in space every day, she longed for it to be put into practice!