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

The next morning, foreign media outlets flooded in with press releases.

Old Gao slammed the newspaper on the table with a loud bang.

"Utterly shameless!"

The leader took it, glanced at it, and read it aloud.

"Our oceanographic research fleet encountered an extreme storm, resulting in the loss of multiple ships and the unfortunate loss of valuable experimental equipment to the sea. This is a truly unexpected natural disaster, and we deeply regret it."

He put down the newspaper and gave a cold laugh.

"Accident."

Everyone knows that there are no such coincidences in the world.

"How is Comrade Xiao Jiang? Is he feeling alright?" The leader turned to look at Old Gao.

"Don't worry, everything's fine. What happened yesterday was just for show."

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhiyu was sitting in a barracks by the sea, enjoying a delicious barbecue.

On the grill were seafood taken from the space yesterday—crabs, prawns, and clams. They were brushed with sauce and grilled over charcoal, filling the entire barracks with their aroma.

She ate a crab leg while looking at the foreign media press release on the table.

"The oceanographic research fleet encountered an extreme storm... a truly unexpected natural disaster."

She chuckled.

"If the research vessel from Country M encounters an extreme storm, then several other countries will inevitably follow suit. After all, extreme weather events have been concentrated in certain areas recently, haven't they?"

Zhuge Yunhe sat opposite her, holding a teacup, and didn't stop her from eating.

"What happens next? They'll keep throwing more and more at us, eventually they'll realize something's wrong. They can't be stupid enough to keep throwing like that, can they?"

"We'll throw as many as we can," Jiang Zhiyu said, taking a bite of shrimp. "We'll catch them when he throws them at us."

She put down the shrimp, wiped her hands, and her eyes suddenly changed.

"Old Zhuge, what do you think about us pulling off a clever escape?"

"What do you mean?"

"When they feel they've thrown away most of their stuff and will start to feel bad about throwing anything away—should I just die too?"

Zhuge Yunhe paused for a moment, holding his teacup.

"You little rascal, are you trying to change your identity?"

"It's uncertain right now, we'll see how sincere they are. If they have enough loot, we definitely need to play it safe and develop stealthily." She leaned back in her chair. "Then I can die a little."

Zhuge Yunhe's lips twitched.

The ships that the US lost yesterday outnumbered the ships they purchased in the last three years. Many were damaged, and only spare parts could be salvaged. But can't three parts be pieced together?

"Isn't there another big fat sheep coming later?" Jiang Zhiyu said with a smile.

The two were chatting casually when the phone rang.

Zhuge Yunhe answered the call, listened for a few moments, and then gave Jiang Zhiyu a meaningful look.

After hanging up the phone, the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

"The second fat sheep has taken the bait."

Whose is it?

"A simple life."

……

To avoid arousing suspicion, Jiang Zhiyu spent an entire day traveling by boat and car to get there.

Train to car, car to ferry, and then another half-day truck ride. The point is to achieve that feeling of exhaustion and travel fatigue.

Zhuge Yunhe watched from the side the whole way and couldn't help but say something.

"These people are truly cunning. One wave in the East China Sea, another in the Yellow Sea, separated by hundreds of nautical miles—they've calculated everything flawlessly."

"It's okay," Jiang Zhiyu said, leaning against the car window with her eyes closed. "Let's go pack our things today, have a good time."

……

By the time we arrived at the East China Sea, it was already evening.

Jiang Zhiyu's complexion was indeed not good—not faking it, but from the bumpy ride all day. But this actually made things easier, as she didn't have to pretend.

She boarded the speedboat and headed straight for the contaminated area.

"Host!" Seventeen's voice was almost cracking with excitement, "This time, Little Life has really gone all out!"

As the speedboat approached the first floating sealed container, Seventeen began reciting the menu.

"High-purity radioactive source! Encased in a lead container! This is a cobalt-60 and cesium-137 radioactive source used in physics experiments and industrial flaw detection. It's extremely expensive and a core piece of equipment in the laboratory! The outer casing has radiation contamination from neutron irradiation, which is difficult to repair, so they just threw it away!"

Jiang Zhiyu reached out and covered it, and the radiation was gradually drawn away.

"Look at this! It's a command component from the Fast Neutron Laboratory! They even imported this from the US! It's really hard to get samples of this kind of special alloy domestically!"

The second box.

"Host, you've struck gold! Nuclear fuel test rods! They've all arrived!"

The third.

"A complete set of precision nuclear detector components! The internal parts have been contaminated by nuclear radiation, but the outer casing is intact! If the radiation is removed and the device is disassembled, our research institutions can directly reference and replicate it!"

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

"They also have nuclear batteries that imitate those from the US! And rare metal samples! Not bad at all!"

As she counted down the seventeen items with great enthusiasm, Jiang Zhiyu purified them one by one, her hand speed increasing rapidly.

When they got to the eighth box, Seventeen suddenly said something.

"Host, try to act convincingly this time. After all, you've traveled a long way and cleaned up so much nuclear radiation, you should at least—"

It wasn't finished speaking.

Jiang Zhiyu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Bright red blood splattered on the white hull of the speedboat, a shocking sight.

"Host...?! Are you serious?! Don't scare me!" Seventeen's voice changed instantly.

Jiang Zhiyu ignored it.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the speedboat.

When the recovery ships behind saw this, everyone panicked.

"Comrade Jiang! Comrade Jiang!"

Two lab technicians jumped onto the speedboat, lifted her up with their bare hands, and quickly dragged her to the recovery ship.

"Quick! Send it back immediately!"

The speedboat turned around and headed back.

dark place.

A man in plain clothes stood on the rocks, watching the whole thing through binoculars.

The moment he saw Jiang Zhiyu cough up blood and collapse to the ground, he smiled, put away his binoculars, and turned to leave.

……

On the recycling ship.

Jiang Zhiyu was placed on a makeshift stretcher, her face pale and her breathing weak.

The lab technician was sweating profusely and kept calling her name.

She kept her eyes closed and didn't say a word.

Once the boat was out of sight in the shadows, she quietly opened her eyes a crack and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Host...you really vomited blood?" Seventeen's voice was still trembling.

"Um."

"You did this on purpose?"

"He's already vomited blood. Will they send more tomorrow? Or will they just give me the death penalty?"

Seventeen was silent for two seconds.

"I don't know."

"You're a patient now," the lab technician whispered to her, "so get some rest."

Jiang Zhiyu closed her eyes and said nothing more.

This trip was worth it.