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

2 a.m. Wednesday.

The whole of San Francisco was asleep; even the night market in Chinatown had long since closed, with only the streetlights on both sides of the street still casting a dim yellow light.

In the hotel room, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly opened her eyes.

She sat up in bed, touched her wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Seventeen, are you ready?"

[Laboratory coordinates locked, surrounding defense deployment map analyzed. I'll immediately disable their surveillance and alarm systems once I teleport there.] Seventeen's voice carried a hint of excitement. [Host, are we finally going to cause trouble?]

"Go for it." Jiang Zhiyu curled her lips into a smile, her eyes flashing with a cold light. "And it has to be a big one."

She changed into a black bodysuit and tied her hair into a high ponytail, instantly transforming from a "tough female academic genius" into a "tough night owl".

"Teleportation."

【receive! 】

In a flash, Jiang Zhiyu found herself standing in the woods surrounding the military laboratory.

She looked up—before her was a massive barbed wire fence, densely covered with barbed wire, with a searchlight every fifty meters, its beam sweeping back and forth, illuminating even the ants on the ground. Behind the fence were several gray-white buildings; on the tallest building, a radar slowly rotated on its roof. Two armored vehicles were parked at the entrance, and soldiers with guns at their sides patrolled back and forth in perfect unison—clearly elite troops.

[Host, the total strength is one battalion, over three hundred men. Heavy weapons are in the warehouse, while the lab mainly has light weapons.] Seventeen quickly reported the data. [The guards change shifts every fifteen minutes. There are three minutes left until the change of shift—the best time to infiltrate!]

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, not in a hurry to move.

She leaned against a tree, closed her eyes, and her mental energy spread out like a tide, covering the entire base.

—In the guard post in the southwest corner, two guards are playing cards;

—In the main building's duty room, three soldiers were dozing off;

—On the third basement floor of the laboratory, two researchers were still working overtime, with a photo of the meteorite in front of them;

—The armory was filled with all kinds of guns and ammunition, as well as several boxes of the latest hand grenades.

Jiang Zhiyu opened her eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Sure enough, there were quite a few good things.

"Seventeen, time stands still for five minutes."

【Received! Countdown begins!】

The whole world fell silent instantly.

The searchlight beam stopped in mid-air, the patrolling soldiers remained in a raised-foot position, the playing cards in the guards' hands hung in mid-air, and even the leaves rustling in the wind seemed to freeze in place.

Jiang Zhiyu flexed her wrist and, like a black shadow, teleported into the base.

Instead of going to the laboratory first, she went to the armory first.

The door lock was useless against her mental power, opening with a "click". Pushing open the door, there were various guns neatly arranged inside—M16 rifles, Colt pistols, submachine guns, and several heavy machine guns. Ammunition boxes were piled up like small mountains, and there were more than a dozen boxes of grenades and explosives in the corner.

"These are all good stuff!" Jiang Zhiyu exclaimed in amazement.

With a flick of the finger, half of the entire armory was instantly emptied.

【Host, you're showing absolutely no mercy!】Seventeen.

Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow, then swept away the remaining half. "It'll just be a waste to leave it after it explodes."

Seventeen: [...]

Okay, you've successfully made me withdrawn again.

After collecting the armory, Jiang Zhiyu slipped into the logistics warehouse.

The warehouse was overflowing with supplies—compressed biscuits, canned goods, drinking water, medicine, military uniforms, tents, and even dozens of boxes of cigarettes and chocolate. Jiang Zhiyu didn't hold back; she swept through half the warehouse in one go.

[Host, you even want cigarettes?] Seventeen was dumbfounded.

"My godfather loves to smoke." Jiang Zhiyu said without changing her expression, then accepted two more boxes of chocolates. "These are for Professor Sun's daughter."

Seventeen: [...]

It knows!

After finishing with the logistics warehouse, Jiang Zhiyu slowly walked towards the main building.

The laboratory was on the third basement level, and a card was required to enter. Jiang Zhiyu stood in front of the access control, and with a gentle touch of her mental energy, the door opened with a "beep".

The sight inside made her whistle.

The enormous laboratory was filled with all sorts of sophisticated instruments—mass spectrometers, spectrometers, electron microscopes, gene sequencers, and many other devices she couldn't name, all gleaming with a faint blue light. The filing cabinets against the wall were crammed with thick stacks of research data and lab reports. In the innermost glass cabinet, there was a very small piece of black meteorite, next to several test tubes filled with pale blue liquid.

"There really is still stock." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up. "Seventeen, buy it all!"

【receive! 】

She walked through the laboratory like harvesting wheat, and wherever she went, instruments, data, test tubes, and even the lab benches disappeared completely. In less than two minutes, the entire laboratory was empty, leaving only the bare floor.

[Host, you're even going after the lab bench?] Seventeen was already numb.

After finishing with the lab, Jiang Zhiyu slipped into the adjacent archives room.

This place contained all the materials from the entire "Starfall Project," from its inception in 1969 to the present, including all experimental reports, research data, and even project documents from collaborations with NASA—enough to fill twenty filing cabinets. Jiang Zhiyu's eyes reddened, and with a sweep of her hand, the twenty filing cabinets vanished instantly.

Bringing these things back to China could advance related research by at least twenty years.

After collecting the materials, Jiang Zhiyu stood in the center of the empty laboratory and clapped her hands.

almost.

Next, it's time to set off the "fireworks".

She took out ten bombs from her spatial storage, bombs used in the post-apocalyptic world to deal with mutated beasts. Each one was only the size of a fist, but its power was comparable to a ton of TNT. Moreover, after the explosion, it would release a large amount of strong electromagnetic pulse and ionized dust, which could instantly paralyze all electronic devices within a radius of 100 meters. Even surveillance cameras, recorders and signal base stations would be burned to scrap metal, making it impossible for them to find out the cause of the explosion.

Jiang Zhiyu walked along the energy pipeline, placing one every twenty meters, from the third underground floor all the way to the first floor, and finally placing the three largest ones in the center of the laboratory.

After planting the bombs, she went to the archives in the main building and put all the military documents and project files into her space.

After doing all this, she glanced at the time—exactly five minutes.

"Seventeen, deactivate time stop, start the bomb countdown, detonate in three minutes."

[Received! Bomb activated, countdown begins!]

Jiang Zhiyu slipped out of the main building silently, passed through the barbed wire fence, and returned to the woods outside.

She leaned against a tree, took out a piece of chocolate and slowly ate it. Then, as if remembering something, she took out a camera, ready to capture this beautiful moment.

The soldiers in the base were completely unaware of what was happening. Some were changing shifts, some were dozing off, and some were playing cards. They had no idea that their armory, laboratory, and archives were all empty.

[Ten, nine, eight...] The countdown begins at seventeen.

Jiang Zhiyu finished the last bite of chocolate, clapped her hands, and stood up.

"Three, two, one—"

"boom!!!"

The first explosion came from underground, and the entire base trembled violently, like an earthquake. Immediately afterward, a second, a third... ten explosions rang out in succession, and huge flames shot out from the main building, illuminating half the sky, with billowing black smoke resembling a mushroom cloud in the apocalypse.

Screams, alarms, and gunshots erupted instantly.

The entire base was in complete chaos.

The soldiers were jolted awake from their sleep, grabbed their guns and rushed out, only to find that half of the main building had been destroyed. The laboratories, archives, and armories were all reduced to ruins, and even the energy core was gone. The entire base was instantly paralyzed by electricity and plunged into darkness.

"What's going on?!"

"Explosion! The lab has exploded!"

"Fire! Call for backup!"

The base commander looked at the devastated ruins and was so angry that he trembled and almost fainted on the spot.

Ten years of hard work, all gone overnight!

"Seal off the entire city!" he roared. "Block all the roads! Dig three feet into the ground and find him!"

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Meanwhile, at the port.

Standing on the deck of the cargo ship, Song Yanzhou looked at the distant flames soaring into the sky, feeling both anxious and worried.

"She did it," he said softly.

Chen Jianzhong, standing nearby, was also stunned: "My God... this commotion is huge! Who blew up their base?"

As they were talking, they heard light footsteps behind them.

Song Yanzhou turned around abruptly and saw Jiang Zhiyu standing by the ship's railing, dressed in black with some soot on her face, but her eyes were shining brightly, like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"Is everything ready?" she asked.

"Yes, everyone's on board." Song Yanzhou walked over and reached out to wipe the soot off her face. His heart skipped a beat as his fingertips touched her warm skin. "Are you alright?"

"No." Jiang Zhiyu shook her head, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Hurry up and leave! They'll blockade the port soon! Have a safe journey!" Jiang Zhiyu said, patting Song Yanzhou on the shoulder. "I'll be back in China soon, don't worry."

The cargo ship slowly sailed away from the port, heading towards the Pacific Ocean.

As Jiang Zhiyu watched the cargo ship recede into the distance, she wondered what else she should stockpile.