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

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The first cohort of university students in the country are already shining in their respective workplaces. Good news keeps pouring in from various laboratories, with technological breakthroughs appearing like they're free. The government has even established a special Bureau of Strategic Deception, constantly releasing seemingly true but actually false information. While this hasn't dispelled the suspicions of capitalist countries, it hasn't uncovered anything truly substantial either.

For the past six months, Jiang Zhiyu has been quietly spending time with her two children.

As a mother, she rarely has this much time to spend with her children now that they've grown up. Every evening, she brings them into her spatial dimension. The two children now navigate the dimension with ease, and having regained their memories, they're not shy at all, going about their business as usual.

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Song Zhizheng noticed that his body was a little different these past two days.

He always felt like he had inexhaustible energy in his body, and his fingers were itchy, not the kind of itching on the surface of the skin, but an itch that seemed to emanate from deep within his bones.

He was soaking in the spiritual spring bath as usual today, but his right hand still felt itchy. This time it was more pronounced than the previous few days, with his fingertips burning in waves.

Suddenly, a tender, bright green vine sprouted from my fingertip, so delicate it looked like it could be squeezed for water, and stood there trembling precariously.

Song Zhizheng was startled. Even the little guy, who usually had excellent self-control, burst into tears on the spot.

Seventeen was the first to arrive. It fluttered its little wings and flew over, then folded them and hovered in front of Song Zhizheng. Looking at the tender, glowing little vine, it was incredibly excited.

"Little master, little master, don't cry! You've awakened a special ability! Just like your sister, you have a special skill now!"

Song Zhizheng was stunned for two seconds after hearing Seventeen's explanation. Then he looked down at the small vine that had sprouted from his hand and asked Seventeen again, still somewhat uncertain.

"Uncle Seventeen, is it true?"

"Of course it's true, would I lie to you?"

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Jiang Zhiyu also rushed over.

Seeing the tender, green vine in her son's hand, her eyes lit up. She immediately scooped her son out of the pool, dried him off, changed him into clean clothes, and then squatted down to be at eye level with Song Zhizheng.

"Son, tell your mother, how did you get it out?"

"My fingers were really itchy, so I just looked at them and it came out on its own."

Jiang Zhiyu understood. Genetically awakened abilities are quite different from naturally awakened ones. Genetically awakened abilities are accompanied by initiative; they emerge on their own rather than being deliberately used.

In front of her son, she conjured up a thick, strong vine that snaked out from her palm and coiled around in the air.

This left Song Zhizheng completely dumbfounded. He reached out and touched the vine, his expression shifting from surprise to curiosity.

"I didn't know vines could grow this big?"

Song Zhiyao jumped up and down clapping her hands, exclaiming, "Yay! Mommy's so amazing! Mommy can take care of my little cloud, and she can also take care of my brother's little sapling!"

Jiang Zhiyu patiently demonstrated to her son the various uses of wood-type superpowers.

"Son, look, vine growth stimulation is the first and most basic level. The second level is growth stimulation. Directly injecting energy into the plant allows seeds to germinate quickly and seedlings to grow rapidly. The third level is perception. When you become very powerful, you'll be able to sense movement within a radius of several hundred meters through the soil beneath your feet and the surrounding plant network. There are other things you'll need to discover gradually!"

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Jiang Zhiyu then took out a small ginseng seedling and handed it to her son.

"Come, son, think about using the energy in your body to infuse this ginseng seedling. Don't let it become a vine; let it grow big and strong."

Song Zhizheng took the ginseng seedling, closed his eyes, and his little face was tense.

The ginseng seedling trembled slightly, and then visibly grew a little bit upwards, with the number of leaves increasing from two to four.

It only grew a tiny bit.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up, and she praised him exaggeratedly, "Wow! Our little Zhizheng is so amazing! He managed to make the ginseng grow so much on his first try! Look how long Mom trained it to grow this big."

A smile finally appeared on Song Zhizheng's face, but she still lowered her head a little shyly.

"By the time you're the same age as your mother, you'll already be a very, very important person."

Song Zhizheng looked up, his eyes shining: "An important person? Is it like the kind of people Mom often sees?"

Jiang Zhiyu smiled, but quickly stopped, and her tone became serious.

"But Zhizheng, Mom is very serious. Your little vine, like your sister's little cloud, is unique in this world. And it's something that absolutely must not be discovered by anyone else."

"Because some scientists are crazy. If they find you're different from others, they'll use every means to capture you and study where your special abilities come from. Those people are terrifying."

"So, just like your sister, you must protect your little sapling. Never show it off in front of others. Right now, you can't tell anyone except Mom, understand?"

Song Zhizheng nodded seriously.

In fact, he vaguely knew that he and his sister were different from other children.

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Despite explaining everything, Jiang Zhiyu was still somewhat uneasy.

Although both children bear the mark of being seventeen, they are still too young, and she is always worried.

The last time I was poisoned, it was because my family didn't know.

This time, Jiang Zhiyu didn't intend to hide anything and directly told the Su and Song families about Song Zhizheng's differences. She also instructed the four guards to keep a closer eye on him.

The four guards had been with the children for a long time and had long since come to regard the two little ones as their own. Upon hearing this news, their expressions tightened, and they became even more cautious than usual.

These are the next generation of the nation. And they are exceptionally talented. They will be the pillars of the country in the future.

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Because Song Zhizheng had just awakened, and it was almost summer vacation, Jiang Zhiyu directly asked for a month's leave for the two children, and they went home a month early.

Every day, I take them into the space to practice controlling their supernatural abilities.

After practicing for more than half a month, Song Zhiyao had become very skilled at controlling her little cloud, able to move it freely. Song Zhizheng was also controlling it quite well. Although he awakened late, he was calm and eager to learn, and his progress was very rapid.

Seeing that both children were able to control their supernatural abilities, Jiang Zhiyu finally felt relieved.

Only in the quiet of the night would she occasionally think that these two children were destined for greatness. She wondered if it was right or wrong to have brought them onto this path.

Her original intention was simply to make them happy and to raise two beautiful little ones herself.

But now both of them have superpowers.