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

The moment the door opened, Jiang Zhiyu and Seventeen were both stunned.

Before them lay a laboratory the size of a basketball court. Silver-gray metal countertops were filled with instruments gleaming with a cold light. Holographic projections displayed complex formulas in mid-air, and tiny blue specks of light floated in the air—the sheer technological sophistication was overwhelming. But the most striking feature was the two-meter-tall transparent cylindrical container in the center of the room—filled with a pale yellow liquid. A palm-sized black stone floated in the center, its surface rough like torn obsidian, yet emitting a pulsating, eerie blue light. Each flash precisely matched the frequency of Jiang Zhiyu's spatial ability.

"What...what is this?" Seventeen's voice trembled.

Jiang Zhiyu remained silent. She hadn't expected that in this era, the US could achieve such things, and that we, in later generations, could surpass them. Our nation was truly amazing! The supernatural power at her fingertips was already stirring uncontrollably. She could clearly feel that the stone was calling to her soul, like an ancient summons, fervent and profound. The space itself trembled, as if trying to break free from her grasp and rush towards the stone.

"Host, my probe waves have been absorbed by it!" Seventeen's voice was unusually serious. "It's responding to your space! This is definitely not an ordinary meteorite; the spatial energy field inside is ridiculously strong!"

Jiang Zhiyu gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the turbulence in the space, cold sweat beading on her forehead. She stared at the stone, and a scene from her past life—the first day of the apocalypse—suddenly flashed through her mind: countless fireballs raining down from the sky, meteor showers sweeping the globe, before the superhumans began to awaken. She had always thought it was a mutation caused by radiation, but now it seemed…

"Could the source of my superpowers be these meteorites?" she muttered to herself, quickly walking to the control panel next to her and grabbing a document labeled "Project Starfall".

The contents of the document confirmed her suspicions: during the 1969 moon landing mission, astronauts discovered this black mineral sample, designated NASA-01, which contained an unknown energy field that could affect the human central nervous system, causing some test subjects to experience sensory abnormalities. The note at the end of the document made her pupils shrink—"It is recommended to conduct live experiments to observe the effects of energy on the human body."

"Those scientists who were imprisoned..." Jiang Zhiyu gripped the document tightly, her knuckles turning white, "were probably their experimental subjects."

"Host, your space shares the same origin as it!" Seventeen suddenly said. "The jade pendant's space can upgrade to a spiritual spring, so it might have absorbed similar energy! If we put this stone inside..."

Jiang Zhiyu's heart pounded. If a tiny jade pendant could create a spiritual spring space, what could this palm-sized meteorite fragment possibly bring?

She took a deep breath and looked at the container: "Seventeen, can you shield its energy? I need to put it into my spatial storage; now is not the time to absorb it."

【no problem!】

Jiang Zhiyu probed the electronic lock with her mental energy. Three seconds later, the alloy lid of the container popped open with a "hiss." A pale yellow liquid slid down the inner wall, and the black stone floated in mid-air, its eerie light pulsating even more rapidly. She reached out her hand, and the moment her fingertips touched the stone, the space suddenly contracted, and a powerful suction force came from the depths of space.

"receive!"

The stone vanished instantly, leaving a muffled hum in the air before being firmly locked in place by Seventeen's energy field. Almost simultaneously, a piercing alarm ripped through the silence of the sixth underground level, and red warning lights flashed frantically.

"Run!" Jiang Zhiyu turned and ran, scanning all the "Starfall Project" documents into her spatial storage as she passed the control panel. "Seventeen, scan for anything valuable!"

[There are lunar soil samples on the left experimental table! There are silver-gray metallic particles in the right safe; their energy reaction is similar to that of meteorites!]

Without pausing, Jiang Zhiyu used her wood-based superpower to transform into vines that wrapped around the safe handle, forcefully tearing the door open—inside were thirty neatly stacked sealed glass bottles, their silver-gray particles faintly glowing. She quickly stored the safe in her spatial dimension, then swept away several precision instruments labeled "High-Energy Particle Detector" nearby, storing them away as well. She even took the coffee machine in the corner and stored it all in her spatial dimension.

"And that cabinet!" Seventeen suddenly shouted, "[Anti-static clothing! It can shield electromagnetic radiation!]"

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at the label on the cabinet, and without saying a word, put the entire cabinet of protective suits into her spatial storage. At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and the beams of flashlights swayed around the corner.

"Go to the fourth floor! Find Professor Sun!"

She unleashed her full mental power, darting out of the laboratory like a cheetah and dodging the onrushing guards. Her poison-based ability silently spread out, and the pursuing soldiers collapsed to the ground as soon as they rounded the corner, snoring loudly.

The layout of the fourth basement floor was relatively simple, mostly consisting of standard laboratories. Using her mental abilities, Jiang Zhiyu quickly located the two-bedroom lounge—Professor Sun and Professor Zhang were anxiously watching the flashing alarm lights, while their family members huddled on the sofa, their faces pale.

"Who?" Professor Sun turned around warily.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't explain, but instead released a sleeping potion. The four people instantly collapsed, and she quickly stored them in her spatial storage. She then emptied the spectrometer and microscope in the laboratory. These devices were rare in China, and bringing them back might be of great help.

"Seventeen, teleport back to the inn!"

In a flash of light, Jiang Zhiyu was already standing on the carpet of the hotel room. She slid down to the floor, leaning against the door, panting heavily, her temples throbbing—the prolonged overexertion of her mental energy was making her vision blur.

She took out some spiritual spring water from her spatial storage and drank half a bottle. The cool liquid slid down her throat, and her muddled mind cleared up a bit. She glanced at her watch; it was four in the morning, four hours before her appointment with Chen Jianzhong.

"Seventeen, call me in four hours." She curled up on the sofa. "After we meet up with them, we need to find an excuse to release them somewhere."

Jiang Zhiyu closed her eyes as she spoke, she was just too sleepy. The black stone in the space was still emitting a faint pulsation, gradually synchronizing with her breathing. She didn't know what this stone would bring, but one thing was certain—this trip to San Francisco was far more than just rescuing Song Yanzhou.

As the sky outside the window began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, San Francisco was in complete chaos.