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

After finishing their work, the five men rode their motorcycles back to the city.

When it was lunchtime, Jiang Zhiyu turned the car around and drove straight to her usual Chinese restaurant.

Once inside the private room and seated, she took out four more envelopes from her bag and pushed them over with a smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

She handed the envelopes to each person.

This time, all four of them absolutely refused.

"Oh, cousin."

Prince Heng pushed the envelope back unopened.

"We've been keeping you company all over town these past few days, and we're actually quite bored. You keep giving us red envelopes, we feel so bad. If you keep doing this, it'll just seem like we're being too formal."

Lin Youan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and echoed.

"We can't accept it this time."

Jason was even more straightforward, simply slamming the envelope face down on the table.

"How about we talk about compensation next time we really make a big profit?"

Jiang Zhiyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then took it back.

"OK."

She patted the table.

"But let me make this clear first, you're not allowed to take this meal from me. Otherwise, if you follow me around all day without getting paid or even a meal, how can I, as a pampered young lady, maintain my reputation in this industry?"

Su Wenhao immediately burst into laughter until his eyes disappeared.

"Okay, okay, we won't take this."

He turned his head.

"Waiter, a few more dishes, please."

The group of people laughed and chatted from afternoon until dusk.

As the event ended, Jiang Zhiyu reached out her hand to Jason.

"key."

"Oh, right."

Jason slapped his forehead and shoved a bunch of warehouse keys into her hands.

Su Wenhao immediately came over from the side.

"Cousin, I'll go with you."

"Need not."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled and waved her hand.

"I'll just hand over the warehouse and come right back; it's not far anyway."

Su Wenhao hesitated for a moment, and then Wang Ziheng put his arm around his shoulder again.

My cousin said you don't need to come along.

"Okay."

Su Wenhao winked at her.

"Then let's meet at home tonight."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded and turned to leave.

Upon arriving at the warehouse, she dismissed the two workers guarding it and locked the door. Inside, the pile of meteorites lay quietly on several wooden carts, shimmering with various colors in the setting sun.

With a thought, all the stones entered her spatial dimension without missing a single one.

Seventeen cautiously surveyed her consciousness.

"Host."

It's a bit speechless.

"I was right, the space didn't react to this batch at all. Quite sophisticated."

Jiang Zhiyu tilted her head.

So, it's really a picky eater?

"Of course."

Seventeen proudly flapped its wings.

"Host, don't forget, that meteorite it ate that time absorbed the veins of an entire desert. The energy it possessed was terrifying; no ordinary meteorite could compare."

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but chuckle.

"So this person has quite good taste."

"Absolutely."

She locked the warehouse door again, put the key in her pocket, and walked to the street corner to hail a taxi.

By the time we got back to my uncle's house, it was completely dark.

This time, there wasn't the usual commotion at the manor entrance; only Grandma Shen Peiyu stood in the foyer, her eyes still full of disapproval.

Su Lixing tried to smooth things over from the sidelines.

"Mom, let her go inside and rest for a while. She hasn't had a proper rest for two days."

Grandma snorted, but didn't say anything more, and turned to prepare a late-night snack.

Jiang Zhiyu blinked silently at her uncle. Su Lixing nodded back at her.

On the way back to the room, Seventeen poked half of its body out of the space, its wings flapping gently.

"Host."

It moved closer.

"I bet you're holding back something big today. Do you have something planned for tonight?"

Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly.

"After spending so much time with me, you can guess what I'm thinking."

"Of course."

The seventeen blue crystals twinkled.

"A system that can't keep up with its host is not a good system."

Jiang Zhiyu pushed open her bedroom door and closed it behind her. She walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and glanced at the distant night scene.

"tonight."

Her gaze slowly returned to her.

"Let's go and find out about that Earl Henry."

Upon hearing these words, Seventeen immediately flapped its wings like a fan.

"Bronze cauldron! Bronze cauldron, here I come—"

....................................

The dead of night is the perfect time to stir things up.

One person, one unification, appeared silently outside Earl Henry's manor. Jiang Zhiyu's spiritual power spread into the stone manor.

"Oh ho." She lowered her voice, a slight smirk playing on her lips. "This count is quite valiant; he even has a few mercenaries among his bodyguards."

Seventeen's wings fluttered slightly on her shoulder, and the blue crystals shimmered.

"That's normal, host. The richer people are, the more they value their lives."

Jiang Zhiyu withdrew her mental energy and looked at Seventeen.

"Can you feel the energy of the bronze cauldron?"

"Not yet. I can't feel it from this distance. We need to get closer."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

"Then let's teleport directly into their warehouse."

The next second, the two figures had disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

When I opened my eyes again, I was surrounded by a room filled with cold, white light.

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously held her breath, scanned the surroundings with her mental energy to make sure there were no people on night watch, and then slowly straightened up to examine the place.

Hey, this Earl Henry is quite interesting.

His own warehouse had been transformed into a showroom. The floor was covered with dark wood flooring, and a row of exquisite gilded wall lamps hung on the walls, though they were not lit at the moment.

Upon entering, a row of glass display cases lined the lobby. Jiang Zhiyu glanced at them briefly, then straightened up.

"Used to fool outsiders."

The display cases contain oddly shaped raw stones, a few ordinary pieces of modern European porcelain, and a few pieces of silverware with mediocre craftsmanship.

"It's a storefront for receiving visitors." She smiled and walked straight to the back of the exhibition hall.

At the far end of the wall hung a huge, dark-colored tapestry. Jiang Zhiyu went around to the back of the tapestry and used her spiritual power to probe along the wall. She quickly found a dent under a seemingly inconspicuous carved wooden frame.

A soft click.

A section of wall slowly moved inward by half a meter, revealing a dark passage behind it.

"Just as I expected." Seventeen's voice was filled with undisguised joy.

Jiang Zhiyu stepped inside, and the wall behind her silently closed again.

Ahead was a spacious, enclosed room with motion-activated lights that automatically illuminated with a soft, warm glow as soon as someone entered. Display cases stretched along all four walls, and the items inside were far superior in quality to those in the main hall outside.

Two full cabinets were filled with a complete set of gilded silver tableware, carved silver candlesticks, Victorian vases, gem-encrusted pocket watches, and intricately carved silverware that was almost piled up.

Further inside, the walls were covered with oil paintings.

Jiang Zhiyu doesn't understand foreign antiques, but they're definitely not ordinary items.

"Just take it."

With a wave of his hand, a whole row of display cases, along with the objects inside, the oil paintings on the wall, and the carved silver candlesticks, were all brought into the space.

"Host, host, go further in." Seventeen's voice suddenly rang out, "Go further in, the bronze cauldron is inside, I can sense it."

Jiang Zhiyu responded and walked deeper into the secret room.

The further in you go, the more familiar the items in the display cases become; most of them are from China.

There are also some exotic statues in the style of Southeast Asia. Indian gemstone reliefs are inlaid on a whole piece of ebony, and the rubies gleam softly under the light.

Further on, there were cabinets upon cabinets of ivory products.

Jiang Zhiyu's gaze swept over these things inch by inch.

"Take it all."

She moved incredibly fast. One display case after another vanished as if wiped away by an invisible hand, leaving not a single one behind.

She was particularly meticulous with the Eastern artifacts, even taking the bases and silk instruction cards with her.

"We welcome all who come."

If you walk further forward, you will reach the innermost part of the entire secret room.

That placement looked particularly out of place.

A giant glass display case stood alone in the corner, transparent on all four sides. Inside the glass case, a bronze tripod stood on dark red velvet.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at it for a few seconds.

The size of the cauldron was indeed astonishing, almost reaching the top of the display case. The bronze had a dark luster, and a dragon was coiled on one of the handles, its head lowered, its scales pressing down one by one, pressing down on a crawling tortoise. The patterns on the tortoise's shell were so dense that they were indistinguishable.

The cauldron was engraved with circles of characters, but Jiang Zhiyu couldn't recognize a single one even after looking at it for a long time.

"Seventeen."

"It's useful, it's useful, host." Seventeen's wings flapped faster. "The energy isn't much, not enough for me to level up, but it's more useful than the two we got in Gansu. Host, I can feel it, I really can."

"Okay." Jiang Zhiyu smiled.

The entire display case, along with the bronze tripod inside, vanished in the blink of an eye.

The lights were still on in the secret room, but nothing was left. Jiang Zhiyu turned around, took a step back, and then stopped.

"Since he's a spy over there, there should be something in his study." Seventeen immediately followed her train of thought. "Should we go take a look?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

"Since we're already here, there's no reason for us to leave empty-handed."

With a wave of her hand, she vanished once more.