“Yes, Teacher Qiao Xi said I have talent,” Ye Shaohua replied.
“Then you should study hard. Don’t you agree, Mrs. An?” Miss Layman said, casually linking arms with Mrs. An.
Mrs. An didn’t care what Ye Shaohua was studying—no matter what, she would never compare to An Tingyun. She absentmindedly humored Ye Shaohua with a perfunctory remark, even kindly encouraging her to do well on her exams.
But everyone knew it was just politeness.
After all, it was common knowledge that people from Mo Planet couldn’t match the innate intellectual superiority of those from Gamma Planet.
Ye Shaohua thanked her and went upstairs to continue her research on spatial dimensions.
Meanwhile, Teacher Qiao Xi sent her a holographic message: “Did you visit the library today?”
He held up a sheet of paper filled with extremely complex calculations.
“You found one of them? How did it end up in your hands?” Ye Shaohua looked up, surprised. She had assumed it had been thrown into the recycling bin since hardly anyone could understand what was written on it.
“Andrew just brought this to me, asking who left it behind. He has the highest cognitive abilities in Gamma Planet and is your biggest competitor in the MA competition. He’s here to familiarize himself with Mo Planet in advance. Do you want to meet him?” Teacher Qiao Xi asked.
Ye Shaohua shook her head without hesitation. “No time.”
“What about General An?” Teacher Qiao Xi lowered his voice. “He came to see me today. Your identity won’t stay hidden much longer—he already knows about the modified mecha. Should I tell him the truth?”
Seeing Ye Shaohua refuse again, Teacher Qiao Xi didn’t mention that if An Tingyun wanted to uncover something, he would find a way.
Likewise, Ye Shaohua didn’t tell him that if she didn’t want someone to know something, no one would ever find out.
Even the supremely intelligent System 008 from the previous world had been completely fooled by her.
After finishing the conversation, they ended the transmission. Ye Shaohua picked up her pen and resumed her calculations.
In modern society, most research focused only on four-dimensional space, which could be explained through mathematical theory. The most advanced concept from her original world was the 11-dimensional space derived from the famous M-theory.
But the interstellar civilization she was in now had far surpassed that. Sixteen-dimensional space wasn’t impossible to calculate—it existed in the realm of physics and could now be quantified.
She had no intention of seeking out An Tingyun, but he came to her instead.
“What is it?” Ye Shaohua opened the door. She had been working nonstop on dimensional calculations for days and looked exhausted.
She didn’t invite him in, just leaned against the doorframe, still holding the dense calculations in her hand. She was stuck on the final equation, and her tired eyes glistened slightly with unshed tears.
An Tingyun studied her. His expression remained neutral, but his voice was slightly rough. “The butler said you haven’t left your room in three days. Lü Rang asked me to check if anything was wrong.”
“I’m fine,” Ye Shaohua said dismissively, already waving him off. “I’ll explain to my cousin myself.”
Still looking down, she tapped the air, summoning a transparent screen displaying an intricate 16th-order integral equation. She swiftly wrote out the solution process, multitasking between solving the complex math and speaking to An Tingyun.
“Ye Junhui is allied with Allen. Have you considered that opposing her might trigger a rebellion in Gamma Planet?” An Tingyun watched her closely.
Back when they first met, he had wanted nothing to do with her. But somewhere along the way, things had changed.
“I’d welcome the chaos,” Ye Shaohua muttered, finally verifying her results. She was eager to head to the lab and test her findings. “Anything else?”
As for Ye Junhui and her allies? She wasn’t worried.
After surviving so many worlds, if she couldn’t handle a few petty schemers, what was the point? If she wanted, she could march straight to the mecha department, reveal her SSS-level (or higher) psychic energy, and leave them all stunned.
Ye Junhui had been hiding her abilities, waiting for a dramatic reveal—but honestly, Ye Shaohua wasn’t impressed.
An Tingyun took a slow drag of his cigarette, realizing for the first time that Ye Shaohua wasn’t what he had expected. Especially with those equations he could barely comprehend.
“Nothing else,” he finally said.
Ye Shaohua nodded, gave him a quick wave, and shut the door with a bang.
Outside, a service robot rolled up to An Tingyun.
“Smoking is harmful to your health,” it intoned mechanically. “Your recent smoking frequency has increased tenfold. Based on psychological analysis, Master—you have been behaving abnormally.”
An Tingyun stubbed out the cigarette and shot the robot a cold look. “Should I send you to the scrapyard?”
The robot: “…I said nothing.”
Just then, a video call from An Tingshuang popped up on An Tingyun’s communicator.
“Did you find anything?” he asked, answering as he walked downstairs.
An Tingshuang’s expression was grave. “There have been reports of an advanced mecha appearing out of nowhere—unlike anything our planet has seen. I consulted the mecha engineering department, but they were all busy solving equations. Teacher Qiao Xi eventually explained that it involves a previously undiscovered spatial dimension. I reached out to top mecha architects, and they all agreed that no known civilization—not even Gamma Planet—possesses such advanced intelligence. The only possibility is the insectoid race. If their technology matures, we could be facing a full-scale war.”
An Tingyun narrowed his eyes. “Keep monitoring the insectoids.”
Then, remembering the equations Ye Shaohua had been working on, he paused. “Then again… this situation might be better than we think.”
MA Competition Day
The annual MA competition was always significant, but this year was different.
Most people didn’t know the truth—only a select few who had caught wind of the mysterious disappearing mecha understood the stakes.
The long-awaited MA competition finally began.
Mo Planet’s citizens were especially invested. To them, the MA was a clash of titans.
And when they learned Ye Shaohua was participating, the excitement—and outrage—skyrocketed.
A user named “Has General An Divorced Ye Shaohua Today?” posted:
“What kind of joke is this? Wasn’t she a B-level psychic? Instead of mecha piloting, she’s studying mecha architecture? Pathetic. She never deserved General An! I’m at the MA venue right now—stay tuned for my live broadcast!”
Within minutes, millions tuned into the holographic livestream, with numbers still climbing.
The moment Ye Shaohua appeared on screen, the virtual barrage exploded with flying rotten eggs.
