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

The jeep pulled up in front of the Second Administration Bureau. Jiang Zhiyu got out, waved to him, and said, "Go back first. Don't keep your parents waiting; they might ask questions."

Song Yanzhou nodded, watched her walk through the gate, and then turned his car around and drove away.

Jiang Zhiyu walked around the bureau, then went out through a side door and turned into a quiet alley.

She looked around to make sure no one was there, then closed her eyes and focused her mind. The next second, she vanished from the spot.

...

The uninhabited area in western M country.

The wind, carrying sand and gravel, swept across the Gobi Desert, creating a hazy gray expanse with visibility of less than fifty meters.

Jiang Zhiyu landed at the spot where she had previously mined. She looked around and saw that the terrain hadn't changed much. She walked forward a few dozen meters before suddenly stopping.

Two more holes appeared on the ground.

It wasn't large, only two or three meters in diameter and less than a meter deep, as if it had been dug out with tools. Traces of shovels were still visible on the pit walls, and the soil at the edges had been turned over, revealing the grayish-white rock layers underneath.

Jiang Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat.

"Seventeen, someone came by. Were they mining?"

Seventeen's voice tightened, "Let me see... Host, it doesn't seem to be evidence of large-scale mining; only a small amount of surface ore has been removed."

"Could it be that people from Country M discovered this mineral vein?"

"That's unlikely. After you went back last time, you told the lab about your research direction for the ore, and that's how they found clues by following the data. The US doesn't have your level of perception; with their current technology, they can't detect the special characteristics of this ore."

Jiang Zhiyu squatted down and touched the soil on the pit wall, rubbing it between her fingertips. It was indeed freshly turned over, no more than a month or two ago.

"That being said, I'm still worried." She stood up, brushing the dust off her hands. "A butterfly flapping its wings can change the world. What if they really do find out one day?"

"Host, what do you plan to do?"

"Speed ​​up the mining operation and finish this vein as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications."

"Host, this is a huge project. Last time you extracted a million cubic meters at once, which greatly depleted your mental energy. This time you're pregnant, so let's proceed gradually."

What is the total volume of this vein?

"It's at least 33 million cubic meters. Based on the amount you collected last time, you'd need to make at least thirty trips." Seventeen paused, "Let's wait until after you give birth. This time, just collect a portion to tide them over."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't reply, but turned and walked towards the mine entrance she had left behind last time.

"Besides, last time you only mined the surface layer, which had a lot of impurities, so they used it up quickly. The deeper you go, the higher the purity, and the same amount can last longer. The ore here can last for twenty years without any problem."

"I know." Jiang Zhiyu walked to the edge of the mine, glanced down—it was pitch black and bottomless. "Let's mine one million cubic meters first, that'll be enough."

"Host, you'd better take it easy."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't waste any more words. She stretched out her hand, concentrated her mental energy, and imprinted her spatial ability onto her palm. A faint silvery-white luster appeared on her fingertips, as if they were covered with a thin layer of frost.

She took a deep breath and cut into the mine wall.

The spatial blade silently sank into the rock strata, cutting through the rock like a knife slicing tofu—one slice, two slices, three slices.

By the third cut, her lips had turned noticeably pale.

The past few months of rest and pregnancy have taken their toll on my health. While my physical condition is still good, it's definitely not what it used to be. Every bit of mental energy I can muster feels like squeezing water out of cotton – it's incredibly difficult.

She gritted her teeth, preparing to make another cut.

Just then, a strange feeling suddenly came from my stomach.

It wasn't fetal movement.

What is draining her power?

Jiang Zhiyu was startled and quickly withdrew her spatial blade, covering her stomach with both hands.

"Seventeen! What happened?"

Seventeen's voice faltered for a moment, "Host... I don't know either. The poison-based ability within you is being rapidly depleted, and the source is... the fetus."

"What do you mean?"

"It's that little girl; she's devouring your poison-based abilities."

Jiang Zhiyu's mind went blank for a moment.

Little girl.

It's a daughter.

It happens to be a poison-based superpower.

What if the child inherits a toxic gene, what if the fetus comes into contact with residual toxins in the womb...

Her hands and feet began to tremble, and a chill ran down her back. She dared not think any further.

"Seventeen, could she have been poisoned?"

"Host, don't panic." Seventeen quickly scanned her for a while. "I checked her meridian pathways; they're the same as yours. After absorbing the supernatural power, she stored it in her own meridians. There are no signs of poisoning."

Jiang Zhiyu finally let out a long breath; the cold sweat on her back had soaked through her underwear.

She leaned against the mine wall for a while, looking at the half-cut ore in front of her, still feeling a little uneasy.

But thinking about the lab waiting for materials to be processed, and knowing that the upgrade of special steel couldn't be stopped, she gritted her teeth and raised her hand again.

The spatial blade lit up again.

I just made an incision, and the little girl inside me has already started absorbing it again.

The pulling sensation was more pronounced than before, like a small mouth desperately sucking.

"Host, your child started instinctively absorbing supernatural abilities even before she was born, which means she was already awakened. Is this common in the apocalypse?"

"Who would dare get pregnant in the apocalypse? That's suicide." Jiang Zhiyu tried to dredge up her memories. "But I heard that in the central base, the base commander's eldest son and daughter-in-law both have superpowers. They had a son who inherited his father's power—a metal-based one. It's just that the chances of getting pregnant in the apocalypse are so low. It's good enough to get pregnant at all, and even better to survive to give birth."

"That means superpowers can be inherited."

"It's possible. There are too few cases. My daughter inherited my poison-based ability, but it started to awaken in the womb, which shows she has good talent."

Jiang Zhiyu looked down at her stomach, her feelings were very complicated.

She refocused, but this time she didn't dare push herself too hard. She would make a few cuts, then stop to rest, drink some spiritual spring water to calm herself, and continue only after her mental energy had recovered somewhat. The little girl in her belly seemed to be addicted; she would start absorbing the ore as soon as she cut it, and quiet down when she stopped, her rhythmic contractions like those of a greedy kitten.

They cut and rested intermittently for a full six hours before finally managing to gather one million cubic meters.

Jiang Zhiyu put the ore into her spatial storage, then went to the opposite hillside to find some useless gravel and mud to fill the pit back in, carefully smoothing out the marks.

Her legs felt a little weak when she stood up, so she held onto a rock for support and looked back at the mineral vein.

We can't stay any longer; we need to finish picking them quickly before we feel at ease.

She closed her eyes, and the next second her figure disappeared into the Gobi Desert.

...

Desert Laboratory.

Jiang Zhiyu landed on the open ground behind the laboratory and unloaded the ore into the storage area from last time.

A million cubic meters of ore were piled up into a small gray mountain, gleaming coldly under the desert moonlight.

She stood in front of the ore pile, catching her breath, her hand unconsciously resting on her stomach.

The two little ones in my belly finally quieted down, I don't know if they were tired or full.

"Seventeen, what do you think this girl will be like in the future?"

"Host, isn't it too early for you to be worrying about this?"

"That's true." Jiang Zhiyu smiled, turned and walked towards the laboratory. "Let's take care of what's in front of us first."