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

The darkness of night is the best camouflage.

Bei'an County is too far from Shanghai; teleportation is simply not feasible, as the distance is well beyond Seventeen's capabilities.

"Seventeen, locate the position where we departed from Shanghai last time," Jiang Zhiyu said in her mind. "It's quite remote there; let's land there again."

"Yes, host! Coordinates locked. At this helicopter's speed, it should arrive in about three hours."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, found a flat spot on the mountain in the space, and casually created a makeshift landing pad using her wood-based abilities. She jumped into the cockpit, started the engine, and once the rotors were running at full speed, she had a thought—

The helicopter, carrying her along, instantly disappeared from the space.

Outside lay the desolate wilderness of Bei'an County, the night deep and utterly silent. The helicopter hovered low in the air as Jiang Zhiyu climbed higher, changed direction, and flew towards Shanghai.

The helicopter, modified for post-apocalyptic purposes, far surpassed any aircraft of its time in performance. It was fast, quiet, and had an extremely low radar cross-section, making it practically a stealth aircraft. In less than three hours, the outline of Shanghai came into view.

As expected, post-apocalyptic items are more reliable. If we used helicopters from this era, it would take at least several hours to fly them.

Following the coordinates set by Seventeen, Jiang Zhiyu landed the helicopter on the outskirts of Shanghai, at the spot where they had departed last time. She shut down the engine and stored it away in her spatial storage in one swift motion.

Then, she teleported all the way and arrived in downtown Shanghai in the blink of an eye.

The sky was already beginning to lighten.

On the eastern horizon, a faint tinge of dawn was slowly spreading, and a few pedestrians were already appearing on the streets. Wisps of smoke rose from the breakfast stalls, and the aroma of soy milk wafted in on the morning breeze.

Jiang Zhiyu stood by the roadside, rubbing her slightly sore neck.

Even though her physique was far superior to that of ordinary people, she still felt quite exhausted after this journey. From setting off from the Su family late at night, to the port city, Bei'an County, and then flying to Shanghai, she had hardly rested at all.

She took a cup of highly concentrated spiritual spring water from the spring in the space, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The clear spring water slid down my throat, like a warm current instantly flowing through my body. My sore muscles were filled with strength again, and my fatigue was swept away. I felt as if I had been brought back to life.

comfortable.

Jiang Zhiyu stretched and followed the aroma to a roadside breakfast stall, where she sat down on a low stool.

When possible, she rarely used the food in her spatial storage. It wasn't that she was reluctant to part with it, but rather that she didn't want "casually taking things from her spatial storage" to become a habit. Habits are terrible things; once formed, they're hard to break. What if one day she unconsciously pulled something out of thin air in front of someone? Her secret would be completely exposed. She had lived like this for ten years in the apocalypse, and she didn't want to lose her vigilance in this comfortable environment.

Therefore, she eats out whenever possible and avoids using her personal space whenever possible. This is a rule she sets for herself, and she never lets it slip by.

"Boss, one bowl of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and two tea eggs."

"Okay!"

Soon, steaming hot soy milk and golden, crispy fried dough sticks were served. Jiang Zhiyu broke off a fried dough stick, dipped it in the soy milk, and ate simply, but felt warm and content in her stomach.

I peeled two tea eggs and ate them one after another. The egg whites were tender and the yolks were delicate. They felt much more down-to-earth than those vacuum-packed things in the space.

After finishing breakfast, she wiped her mouth, stood up, and flagged down a slow-moving car on the side of the road.

"Go to the military region."

Upon arriving at the military district gate, Jiang Zhiyu easily made a phone call to Commander Li's office. After the sentry verified her identity, she was allowed to pass.

Last time she came, she was unfamiliar with the place, but this time she was much more efficient, and after several twists and turns, she arrived at the door of Commander Li's office.

Before she could knock, the door opened from the inside.

Division Commander Li stood at the door, clearly having been waiting since receiving the call. The moment he saw Jiang Zhiyu, this veteran soldier in his fifties, a man of many battles, actually trembled.

"Xiao Jiang, come in quickly!" He ushered Jiang Zhiyu into the office and personally poured her a cup of tea.

He knew this girl was incredibly capable. Last time, she single-handedly rescued Song Yanzhou and his group from Country M, bringing back four top scientists as well, which he already found unbelievable. But he never expected she could accomplish something even bigger.

He underestimated these people with special abilities.

"Please sit down, please sit down," Commander Li pushed a teacup in front of her. "Song Yanzhou is away on a mission and is not in the military region."

Jiang Zhiyu picked up her teacup, took a sip, and felt a slight stirring in her heart.

I was originally planning to meet him.

But only for a moment, and she stopped thinking about it. She put down her teacup, took out a list from her pocket, and handed it to Commander Li.

"This is the ship's supplies list: food, seeds, daily necessities, and general medical supplies. They've all arrived in the port city, and my people have arranged for their transfer."

Commander Li took the list and read it carefully. The more he read, the more excited he became, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

More than 30 tons of grain, dozens of kinds of seeds, and a large amount of daily necessities and medical supplies... This batch of things, once delivered to the border, will be enough to feed those soldiers for several months.

"Xiao Jiang, you really are..." He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to express it. In the end, he just patted Jiang Zhiyu's shoulder heavily, "Good girl."

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head, signaling him not to rush, and then took out another list from her pocket.

"This is the important part."

Commander Li didn't pay much attention, assuming it was another list of supplies, and casually took it.

The moment he unfolded the paper, he froze.

The first line of the list reads—

**Semiconductor Lab Equipment List:**

1. One stepper lithography machine (193nm light source)

2. Two ion implanters

3. Two dry etching machines

4. Two wet etching machines

5. Three sets of wafer cleaning equipment

6. Two oxidation furnaces

7. Two diffusion furnaces

8. One chemical mechanical polishing machine

9. Two probe test stands

……

Following that were densely packed equipment names, models, and quantities, which dazzled Commander Li.

Turn to the second page, which contains a list of technical documents.

**Semiconductor Technology Information:**

1. 8086 Microprocessor Design Blueprint (Complete Set)

2. 1-micron process fabrication experiment report

3. DRAM memory chip architecture design document

4. CMOS Process Optimization Scheme

5. Semiconductor Material Purification Technology Report

……

The third page is about military laboratories—

**Military Laboratory Supplies List:**

1. All experimental data and original records of Project Starfall

2. Six sets of high-energy physics experimental equipment

3. Samples and drawings of military communication equipment

4. 12 sets of special alloy material samples

……

Commander Li gasped.

His hands trembled even more violently as he looked at the list over and over again three times, his expression growing more serious with each reading.

"You—you—you—" He pointed at Jiang Zhiyu, his lips trembling, so excited he could barely speak, "These things, you—"

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and asked in a low voice, "Where are these things? Are you sure... you can get them back?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded very firmly: "The items have been retrieved and are in a very safe place. They can be transported out anytime you need them."

Commander Li walked back and forth in his office several times with the list in his hand.

He had been a soldier for half his life and had seen many big scenes, but he had never seen anything like this before.

A lithography machine! China can't even get its hands on a lithography machine yet, and she just brought one back! And those microprocessor design blueprints, process reports—if these are real, China's semiconductor industry could advance by at least twenty years!

Not to mention all the experimental data from Project Starfall, which was the most core military secret of the United States, and she managed to get it all back!

No.

These things are too valuable; it's not something he can decide.

He stopped and looked at Jiang Zhiyu, his tone more serious than ever before: "Xiao Jiang, not a single word about these things can be leaked. I have to go to Beijing myself."

He paused, then lowered his voice and said, "The situation in the capital is unstable right now, and we need to guard against those people's final counterattack. That's why these things of yours are especially valuable. I can't even decide who to give them to—I need to go to the capital and find out. These things must be given to someone who truly cares about the country. We haven't cleaned up our pests yet, so these things absolutely, positively cannot appear before those people. You know spies and agents are everywhere."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded knowingly.

She certainly understood Commander Li's meaning. The domestic political situation in 76 was turbulent; if certain things fell into the wrong hands, they would not only be useless but could also be embezzled or manipulated by spies. These things had to be entrusted to truly responsible and capable people.

"You can handle this as you see fit," Jiang Zhiyu said, pulling a slip of paper from her pocket. "Just call me when you need these things. This is the phone number for Kaoshantou Village Committee."

Commander Li took the note, carefully examined it again and again, then folded it neatly and placed it close to his heart in the pocket, next to the list.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Jiang Zhiyu stood up. "Call me when you're done."

"Good! Good! Good! Good! Good!"

Commander Li was so excited that his mouth trembled, and he didn't know how many times he said "good," but his hands kept shaking.

He escorted Jiang Zhiyu all the way to the office building entrance, watching her figure disappear at the end of the corridor before slowly withdrawing his gaze and subconsciously pressing the pocket close to his chest.

He had to go to Beijing in person and investigate thoroughly.

After exiting the military region gate, Jiang Zhiyu stood by the roadside and took a deep breath.

Alright, everything that needed to be done has been taken care of. The supplies are secured, the equipment list has been handed over, and now all that's left is to wait for Commander Li's message. She believes the country won't let her down. Even though she came from a post-apocalyptic world, she still believes in this country. Because even in the post-apocalyptic world, they didn't abandon them.

It's time to go home.

However, once she returned to Shanghai, she could no longer fly helicopters freely.

I had no choice but to obediently take the train.

Jiang Zhiyu bought a train ticket home at a nearby ticket window and then slowly walked towards the train station.

Jiang Zhiyu clutched her train ticket, her pace quickening.

She felt a little depressed whenever she thought of her parents. Her intuition was always very accurate. Could something have happened to her parents?