Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 186

Watching this scene, Jimmy couldn’t quite grasp what Ye Shaohua was thinking.

These days, hardly anyone used physical paper for writing or studying. Lessons were conducted through holographic projections from neural interfaces, and assignments were completed virtually—thoughts directly translated onto screens before being submitted to instructors.

It was all about efficiency.

In such a fast-paced society, who still collected homework like some ancient relic?

This was Jimmy’s first time seeing someone use such archaic methods for problem-solving. But considering Ye Shaohua had registered for some obscure competition, he dismissed it as eccentric genius behavior.

Just as Ye Shaohua was deeply engrossed in her calculations, the long-silent System 008 finally spoke up.

[Ding! Main quest exceeded expectations! Reward: 1100 points! Congratulations, Host!]

When the mechanical voice echoed in her mind, Ye Shaohua finally exhaled in relief.

“I thought you’d crashed.”

008 paused before replying: [Almost. You caused too much disruption—I nearly couldn’t extract myself from that world.]

As a system, it operated under strict constraints.

But Ye Shaohua was different. As a story character, when her “exit scene” arrived, nothing could stop her. That’s why 008 had returned to this world days after her.

“What happened after I left?” Without 008, Ye Shaohua had no way of knowing the aftermath.

A twinge of anxiety gripped her—had her actions truly fixed things?

008 gave her a complicated look (if systems could look). Only after Ye Shaohua’s death had it realized the full extent of her schemes.

From the moment she learned Fu Jinyun’s fate, she’d been laying groundwork. Reviewing the world’s subsequent events, 008 finally understood why she’d planted that jade pendant at Lovers’ Lake on her first day.

That pendant—her parents’ spiritual artifact and the Feng Shui’s most revered treasure—became the keystone of the entire array.

Lovers’ Lake was actually a life-transferrence Array laid by the Shen family’s 150-year-old patriarch. How could a feng shui master live so long without consequences? By stealing others’ lifespans. Last time, he’d taken her father’s.

This time, needing more vitality, he’d selected eight girls born on the Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, using the lake array to harvest them.

From Ye Shaohua’s arrival, he’d meticulously arranged everything—even her room brimmed with yin qi, intending her to serve as the Eye of the Formation.

Xu Yilin was the bait. In the original timeline, this was exactly how the protagonist met her end, hounded by Xu and Cui Hao.

What the old monster didn’t anticipate? Ye Shaohua wasn’t the original.

Hell, even 008 hadn’t realized she’d uncovered the truth early, using the pendant as misdirection while secretly redirecting the array toward Fu Jinyun—with her own life as fuel.

Xu Yilin’s soul became the final sacrifice.

Old Man Shen died the next morning.

The clues were obvious. If 008 could piece it together, how could Fu Jinyun—that brilliant mind—not understand? Yet nothing prepared the system for what it witnessed at her grave:

“If living is what you wish for me… then I’ll live.”

On her Seventh day, half the Shen clan was exterminated.

Ye Shaohua hadn’t just changed fate—she’d warped the system’s dimensional stability.

Which explained 008’s delayed return. It had been detained for “investigation” by higher authorities.

Staring at her now, 008’s nonexistent brows furrowed.

Just how are you this OP, kid?

If she kept this up, might she eventually tear through dimensions without system assistance?

[The world stabilized. Fu Jinyun’s talents unchained—he’s practically invincible in Feng Shui now.] 008 summarized.

“Good.” Ye Shaohua unclenched her jaw.

Her relationship with Fu Jinyun differed from past worlds. Their time together had been brief, and without shared memories… surely he’d move on.

At the castle, she accepted her cousins’ gemstones mechanically. Lingering thoughts of 008’s report left her subdued—misinterpreted by her brothers as lingering resentment. Their excessive caution led them to seek out An Tingyun for a “heart-to-heart.”

Thus, the Major General found himself mildly curious about his soon-to-be-ex-wife. Yet both attempts to meet ended in rejection—per the house AI, she was either “devouring library archives” or “buried in equations.”

(He sternly ignored the peculiar twinge of disappointment.)

Meanwhile, Ye Junwei’s ruthless training paid off with a mecha breakthrough—her neural response rates shattering records.

The military and academia buzzed about this “persecuted genius,” while tabloids feasted on the Ye family drama.

“Your Highness, pay no mind to the Duchess’s venom.” The old steward fretted as Princess Lü Xiang stared hollowly at her mirror.

Their princess had been cherished since childhood—even her marriage to Duke Ye brought no hardship.

Until Ye Junwei became the boot grinding their faces into dirt.

“You remain the King’s most beloved sister. And Lady Shaohua is still Mo Planet’s most exalted—”

“The Lehmanns publicly adopted Ye Junwei!” Lü Xiang’s laugh cracked like broken porcelain. “Ye En himself hosted their celebration—how the world applauds the ‘underdog mother-daughter duo’! While we Lu family are painted as talent-crushing villains!”