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

When they reappeared, the two were already standing in Earl Henry's study on the second floor.

The study was neat and tidy, with a fountain pen resting next to an ink bottle on the desk and a desk lamp on the corner.

Jiang Zhiyu spread her mental energy.

Once.

Twice.

Drawers, hidden compartments, behind bookshelves, in floor cracks, inside fireplaces, on the back of oil paintings.

As he scanned inch by inch, his brows furrowed little by little.

"...There's nothing there."

She stood in the center of the study, her voice carrying a hint of surprise.

"Seventeen, do you think this science is scientific or not?"

Seventeen also seemed a bit down.

"This only shows that the person was very cautious. They destroyed all the documents after sending them, which is why we couldn't find anything. Host, wait a moment, let me scan again to see if there are any hidden compartments."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, and without pausing, she used her mental energy to carefully review the document again.

Sweep from the ceiling to the floor, from the corners to the window frames.

After a while, Seventeen's voice lowered.

"There is no host. There is truly nothing left."

Jiang Zhiyu scoffed, leaned against the desk, and crossed her arms.

"Damn it. You old fox."

The study was quiet for a few seconds.

She suddenly smiled again.

"It's alright. He has no evidence, but Edmund has left us plenty of things in his room."

Seventeen was stunned for a moment, and when it came to its senses, its wings fluttered.

"What does the host mean?"

"In a bit, you can give all those documents to the Federation. After all, they didn't steal anything from our house."

She gave a wicked smile.

"We don't have time to catch bugs for other people. We catch our own bugs."

The blue crystal of the 17-inch crystal brightened noticeably.

"Host, you are so smart."

"Alright, alright." Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand. "Go back and organize those documents. Anonymize what needs to be anonymized, and send them to email addresses. Once they're sorted out, send them out. There's no way someone who's imprisoned us can get away unscathed."

………………

Back at her own estate, Jiang Zhiyu slipped silently into her room and locked the door behind her.

It was already late at night. Jiang Zhiyu took off her coat and draped it over the back of the chair before collapsing into the sofa.

"Seventeen, come out and have a chat."

Seventeen flew out of the space, and a small silver-gray figure spun around in front of her, its metallic wings folded behind it, and its blue crystals shimmering.

"Here it comes, host. Today has been truly enjoyable."

"It's exhilarating, isn't it?" Jiang Zhiyu rubbed her temples, "but don't just get carried away with the joy; there's something else you need to think about."

"What is it?"

Jiang Zhiyu turned her head to the side, her eyes fixed on the blurry tree shadows in the distance outside the window.

"Earl Henry practically delivered himself to our doorstep; we can accept his bronze cauldron without any qualms. But what about the huge meteorite from the Hansenlock family?"

Seventeen was taken aback.

"Yes, they didn't provoke us or anyone from our country," Jiang Zhiyu continued. "Taking it secretly isn't very polite."

Seventeen flapped its wings twice, landed on the sofa armrest, and rested its chin on its hand, pretending to be deep in thought.

However, it straightened up after only a few seconds.

"Easy, host."

"Tell me about it."

"Tomorrow, have your cousin and his gang inquire about their family." Seventeen flapped his wings. "Even the wealthiest families have needs—businessmen, people who need to build connections, people who want rare gadgets—there's always something we can do to help."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes slowly narrowed.

"We'll just make a deal with him then," Seventeen said smugly. "You provide the resources, he provides the meteorites, everyone's happy."

Jiang Zhiyu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"This idea is acceptable."

She reached out and flicked Seventeen's head.

"I didn't realize you were so clever."

"Of course," Seventeen hummed, "I'm the host's sweet little darling."

"That's not how you use a sweet little cotton-padded jacket (a term of endearment for a daughter)."

"I'd like to."

The two exchanged a few words, and then the room fell silent. Jiang Zhiyu sank deeper into the sofa, her fingers unconsciously tapping on the armrest.

Seventeen bounced onto her lap, and the blue crystal spun around.

"Host, once you receive this large meteorite, shouldn't you also make some moves on those two lines that the old leader mentioned?"

Jiang Zhiyu opened her eyes and looked at it.

"Those two bronze artifacts are the real gems." Seventeen's wings fluttered again. "Anyway, we're already in the US, so getting to Europe from here is quite convenient."

Jiang Zhiyu was amused.

"You little system, all you ever think about is upgrading."

"Of course!" Seventeen said without a hint of apprehension. "If I can get promoted this time, I can show off in front of the other leaders again in style."

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled. This little brat just loves to show off.

"I just don't know which direction this upgrade will take," Seventeen sighed. "I'm a little unsure."

Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't your system upgrade a regular process?"

"That's definitely not fixed, host."

Seventeen stretched out its wings with an air of importance and pointed them one by one.

"There are three thousand great worlds and three thousand small worlds. Each individual in every world is a chosen one, destined for that world's fortune. Different hosts bear different fortunes, and thus, their paths in life are naturally different."

Jiang Zhiyu became interested and rested her head on her hand.

"Which approach is the best?"

Seventeen's wings came to a stop.

"Well..." it lowered its voice, as if about to reveal some incredible secret, "...if we're talking about the most powerful, then it has to be the cultivators."

"Oh?"

"I've heard that the cultivators in the cultivation world are the most powerful." Seventeen's tone was filled with longing. "If you follow the host on the entire journey, you might eventually take human form and be able to cultivate on your own."

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment.

"Take human form?"

"Hmm." Seventeen's wings fluttered again. "It means I won't have to be a system anymore, I can be a real person, or rather, a living being just like you."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the palm-sized, silver-gray figure on her knee.

The blue crystal ring on its wings slowed down, and the light became somewhat dazzling.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't know when she had started to smile.

"That's good."

Seventeen was stunned.

"What's so good about it?"

"It's nice to be able to take human form." Jiang Zhiyu smiled. "If you can take human form in the future, I'll take you out to eat and go shopping together."

Seventeen flapped its wings, and the blue crystals suddenly became dazzlingly bright.

It cleared its throat, feigning modesty.

"That depends on whether this Heavenly Dao will give me that opportunity. The people in this world operate on different paths; whether I can reach that point is still uncertain."

"Let's see how it goes." Jiang Zhiyu lifted it from her knees and placed it in her hand. "Try your best to pass this upgrade first."

"I know this well."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled and held it up to her eyes.

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll mention the Hansenlock family to my cousins ​​later and ask them to inquire about it. Once things are settled here regarding the meteorite, we'll head to Europe for a trip."

"Alright!" Seventeen nodded rapidly. "Collect both bronze artifacts together, collect them together!"

"greedy."

"This isn't called greed, this is called..." Seventeen thought for a long time, "This is called ambition."

Jiang Zhiyu was amused by it and laughed out loud. She raised her hand and pressed it back into the space.