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

That evening, Jiang Zhiyu brought the two little ones into the space as promised.

The two children were visibly startled the moment they entered the space. Song Zhiyao blinked, then a smile of excitement spread across her face. Song Zhizheng, on the other hand, frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and looked a little annoyed.

He said that when he left the space last time, he felt like he had forgotten something important. Sure enough, all his memories came flooding back after he came back in.

Song Zhiyao, on the other hand, didn't have so many worries. The moment her memory returned, she took off running towards Hu Batian's territory.

Jiang Zhiyu was a little worried and followed behind. Song Zhizheng also followed behind his mother; he missed his little tiger cub too.

A moment later, the two little ones rode on their little tiger cubs as promised.

The giggling laughter carried far, startling a flock of birds in the space into a flurry of flight.

......

Jiang Zhiyu settled the two children for Hu Batian and then asked Seventeen to watch over them.

She's been busy recovering from her injuries and managing her daily life lately, so she hasn't had time to properly care for her two little ones. She hasn't been to the compound in a long time either, and the two children haven't drunk the spring water for ages.

She used the spring water to cook a pot of seafood porridge for the two little ones, and picked some seasonal vegetables and fruits, making a simple four-dish-and-one-soup meal, which she arranged in the quiet courtyard.

When the two little ones returned after playing, they looked like two little beggars. Their bodies were covered in grass clippings and flower petals, their clothes were soaked with the juice of broken flowers, and their hair was a mess like a bird's nest.

Jiang Zhiyu smiled helplessly, picked up the two little ones and carried them to the edge of Lingquan Lake to start washing them.

Song Zhiyao squinted comfortably in the water, saying, "Mom, this water feels so good."

"Um."

"Little Cloud and the others are all very well-behaved." Song Zhiyao held out her little finger, a wisp of pale blue mist gently swirling around the tip. "I feel that Little Cloud is becoming more and more obedient to me."

Jiang Zhiyu reached out and examined the poisonous mist on her daughter's fingertip, inwardly marveling. Her daughter's control had improved again; the concentration and stability of the poisonous mist were even better than before. With her innate poisonous constitution, her growth rate was truly astonishing.

Let me look at my son again.

Song Zhizheng sat quietly with his eyes closed, upright on the rock by the pool, submerging his body in the water. The little boy was exceptionally adorable while getting a spa treatment; his nonchalant demeanor was exactly like that of a domineering CEO from a novel.

Jiang Zhiyu walked over, placed her fingers on her son's arm, and carefully felt it.

Sure enough, the restless energy was much more active than before. She calmed herself down and probed further, feeling a pleasant surprise.

It's actually a wood-based ability.

I can already sense his energy attributes, so it seems my son's awakening isn't far off. It looks like I'll have to frequently take him into the space to drink spiritual spring water and soak in spiritual spring baths during this period, as this will accelerate the activation.

......

The two little ones were starving after their bath.

They both felt particularly hungry in the space. They had already eaten lunch in the afternoon, and it was evening; at home, they wouldn't eat a single meal at night. But after playing here for over three hours, they were simply too hungry.

The two of them ate ravenously, even drinking the soup clean.

Seeing the two little ones looking drowsy after dinner, Jiang Zhiyu simply let them sleep in the space. It was good to let them stay a little longer.

......

What Jiang Zhiyu didn't know was...

Central Office.

Old Gao and Old Li were still taken aback by the list that was handed to them, even though they were somewhat prepared.

For China today, this is undoubtedly a huge fortune.

In the past six months, China has experienced an explosive surge in technological breakthroughs. Despite the tight secrecy surrounding these breakthroughs, some subtle details have still caught the attention of capitalist countries. They have secretly employed numerous methods to make importing certain goods significantly more difficult than before.

This batch of supplies has truly solved our urgent problem. Crucially, it didn't cost the country a single penny of foreign exchange.

Old Gao and Old Li exchanged a glance, looked down at the old men below with their eyes gleaming with greed, and sighed helplessly.

No matter how you divide it, you'll offend someone. That girl, however, ran away, leaving the most difficult task to the two of them.

The office was unusually quiet, with everyone staring intently at the two leaders at the head of the table.

Old Li cleared his throat: "Now that everyone has seen the list, let's all share our opinions."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in uproar.

A man in military uniform slammed his fist on the table first: "Military-grade components must be ours! How many CNC systems are in this batch, as agreed last time? I counted them; there are at least three hundred boxes of core components for five-axis CNC machine tools!"

A doctor in a white coat immediately spoke up: "You can forget about the medical equipment. We don't even have enough testing kits, imaging equipment, and high-purity reagents combined!"

An older engineer with glasses exclaimed anxiously, "Give us the car engine assembly, and our entire vehicle development series can be pushed forward by three years!"

"Three years?" The old man from the chemical industry department next to him sneered. "If you give us that batch of high-purity chemical raw materials, our new materials research will be at least five years ahead of schedule! Five years or three years, which do you choose?"

"The military can't skimp on either aviation engine oil or industrial lubricant!" Another soldier stood up.

"Semiconductor wafers? Thousands of neat boxes, no one can swallow them all at once! Points!"

"Precision machine tools will be assigned to our lab; that was agreed upon at the last meeting!"

"You agreed on this last time? I don't remember. Where are the meeting minutes? Show them to me!"

"You...you have a bad memory and you're blaming me?"

"You think I have a bad memory? I remember exactly where you sat last time. Now tell me, where are the minutes?"

"Alright, alright!" Old Gao tapped the table. "One at a time, who wants to go first?"

He picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and looked down at the people below arguing heatedly, exchanging a glance with Old Li.

Someone went to the restroom and came back to continue arguing. Someone's voice got hoarse, so they changed their voice and kept shouting. Someone suddenly changed the subject while arguing and started talking about economics, which confused everyone present.

Two old men almost came to blows on the spot over the ownership of a batch of semiconductor wafers.

"These wafers are mine! Our lab has been waiting for them for a year and a half!"

"You waited a year and a half, we waited three years!"

"Three years? You haven't even finished using the batch from three years ago!"

"What do you care if I've used it all or not? I'm using it sparingly!"

In the end, it was Old Gao who slammed the table and set the rules. They went through each clause one by one, and the ownership of each item of material was debated for a long time. Even the allocation ratio was precise down to the percentage.

When everything was finally finalized, everyone was excited. They hadn't eaten all day, but when they walked out of the office, they were all refreshed and held their heads high, each feeling that they had gotten a good deal.

Only Old Gao and Old Li remained, sitting wearily at the head of the table.

They spent the whole day drinking tea, listening to the subordinates argue, give their reasons, and make demands. Some of the old guys even resorted to all sorts of tricks, like throwing tantrums and rolling on the ground.

Old Li put down his teacup and gave a wry smile: "It really is just as that girl Xiao Jiang said."

"What did you say?"

"This world is a giant makeshift operation."

Old Gao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Absolutely. If outsiders saw this side of the house, they'd be utterly astonished."