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

The next morning, the train slowly pulled into Beijing Station.

Nothing happened in the private compartment that night. Jiang Zhiyu carried her package and followed the flow of people off the train.

As soon as she exited the station, she saw several military and police vehicles parked in front of her. The old man was being escorted to the vehicle by a group of people, while the four men were being detained and put into another vehicle.

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at the scene from afar to confirm that everything was going smoothly before turning around and walking out of the train station.

The capital city in the 1970s was somewhat different from what she remembered.

There weren't many cars on the street, but quite a few bicycles, their bells jingling as they passed by. Neat rows of poplar trees lined the roadside, and under their shade, several elderly men were playing chess, surrounded by a group of onlookers.

Most of the houses along the street are made of gray bricks and gray tiles, looking neat and uniform, with only a few buildings appearing more impressive. The shop signs are all red with gold lettering, displaying slogans about production and other related matters.

Jiang Zhiyu walked along and found a guesthouse that was relatively close to the state-run hotel. She took out her letter of introduction and booked a room.

The room wasn't big, but it was fairly clean. She went inside to wash up, changed into clean clothes, and then went out to eat at the state-run restaurant.

The state-run restaurant was quite crowded. Jiang Zhiyu found a corner seat, ordered a few dishes, and ate slowly.

"Comrade, are you from out of town?"

A waitress next to me asked curiously.

"Yes, I'm from Northeast China." Jiang Zhiyu smiled. "First time in Beijing, I want to look around."

"Then you'll definitely have to explore!" the auntie said warmly. "There are so many tourist attractions! You're just a young girl here?"

"Yes, to broaden one's horizons."

"Okay, be careful," the auntie said, "You're such a pretty young girl, you really need to be careful!"

Jiang Zhiyu was touched: "Thank you for reminding me, Auntie."

"That's right," the aunt said in a low voice. "I heard they've been cracking down on crime lately, and they've arrested quite a few criminals."

Jiang Zhiyu lowered her eyes and asked casually:

How did you know?

"Hey, my husband works in a government agency. I think you're a pretty girl, so don't let those thugs target you."

"Thank you! I'll be careful," Jiang Zhiyu replied to her older sister, her head down as she ate her rice.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Zhiyu went alone to the square she longed for most in the city center.

The city gate tower was tall and majestic, with red walls and yellow tiles that gleamed in the sunlight. People came and went in the square: tourists from other places took photos, local elderly people strolled around, and Young Pioneers ran around.

Jiang Zhiyu took out a camera from her spatial storage—a camera her uncle Su Lixing had bought for her in the US—and hung it around her neck, pretending to be an ordinary tourist.

She took photos as she walked, planning to print out several and put them in her online space. The photos would retain their original colors and wouldn't fade.

"Miss, could you take a picture for me?"

An older woman walked over and asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"OK."

Jiang Zhiyu took her camera and took a photo of her and her husband in front of the city gate.

"Thank you, thank you!" the woman said repeatedly. "Where are you from, young lady?"

"northeast."

"Wow, Northeast China is a wonderful place!"

The older sister chatted warmly for a few minutes before waving goodbye.

Jiang Zhiyu continued strolling in the square, watching the crowds coming and going, feeling a strange mix of emotions.

This is the world she never dared to dream of in the apocalypse! It's also the place she wants to protect in the future.

After walking and stopping frequently, Jiang Zhiyu finally arrived at the address given by her godfather in the afternoon.

This is in the Xicheng area, a very good location. At the entrance of the alley, a few old men sat there sunbathing, carrying birdcages, chatting occasionally.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu, a young and beautiful stranger, walk by, the old men couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Jiang Zhiyu walked past them without glancing to either side, heading towards her godfather's yard.

Her spiritual power had already penetrated in.

Several families lived in the courtyard, seemingly those who had been relocated there later. This kind of thing was common in those days; the houses would eventually be returned once the policies improved. But many people said that these kinds of houses were hard to come by, though for Jiang Zhiyu, none of that was a problem.

She didn't stop and continued walking forward.

Jiang Zhiyu stopped under the big locust tree.

Although her godfather said the treasures belonged to her, the elderly couple had worked hard their whole lives and had no children. Even though they had recognized her as their godmother, they still lacked confidence. While she could give them more confidence, she wouldn't touch the treasures. With the confidence she provided, plus these treasures, it was enough for her godparents to live a carefree life after their exoneration. She had enough wealth; she didn't need her godparents' little bit of savings to embellish their lives. Besides, even without these treasures, she would still be filial to them in the future.

With that thought, he used his mental energy to probe the ground and indeed found four large boxes buried very deep, wrapped in layers of oilcloth.

"Seventeen, please put it into my spatial storage."

"receive!"

With a thought, the four large boxes vanished silently underground.

The ground immediately collapsed, forming small pits. Jiang Zhiyu took some soil from her spatial storage and filled the pits, then used her wood-type ability to sprout some small grass to cover them.

In this way, even people who frequently visit this place will not notice anything unusual.

"Done."

Jiang Zhiyu patted the dirt off her hands, turned around, and left the alley.

Back at the guesthouse, Jiang Zhiyu had dinner at a state-run restaurant, then returned to her room and lay in bed waiting for nightfall.

"Host," Seventeen's voice rang out, "you seem to really enjoy causing trouble at night."

"Otherwise what?"

Jiang Zhiyu rolled her eyes.

"Try doing that during the day? In public, what do you expect me to do? Perform acrobatics? Or just to get a few more spectators?"

"..."

Seventeen was speechless after being rebuked.

"I was just saying..." it muttered to itself, "Why are you yelling at me..."

"Shut up, let me have some peace and quiet."

Jiang Zhiyu ignored it, took out a cup of spiritual spring water from her spatial storage, drank it, and then closed her eyes to begin cultivating.

She's been so busy lately that she's neglected her training in supernatural abilities. She still has a lot of things to do in the future, so she can't afford to lose her skills.

Time passed by, and the sky gradually darkened.

When it was completely dark outside the window, Jiang Zhiyu opened her eyes and stood up.

It's time to go and check out the Su family!