Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 197

Allen clearly remembered the records in the royal archives of Gamma Planet: all things grow in balance.

The people of Mo Planet were bestowed with the strongest combat abilities, while those of Gamma Planet were granted the sharpest minds. This was why Gamma Planet, despite its small population, was never underestimated.

After extensive research using advanced instruments, Gamma Planet’s top intellectuals concluded that the difference stemmed from the two planets’ geological structures. Gamma Planet’s inhabitants were exposed from birth to unique magnetic fields and radiation from the planet’s core.

One could liken Gamma Planet to a divine artifact that enhanced cognitive abilities. Over millennia of evolution, even the average Gamma citizen’s mental capacity far surpassed that of Mo Planet’s people.

So it had never crossed Allen’s mind that someone from Mo Planet could surpass Gamma’s intellectual elite.

The fact that a Mo Planet native had exceeded Andrew, ranked third in history, was already unscientific.

But for that person to be Ye Shaohua—with only a B-grade in both psychic power and physical strength—was downright unbelievable.

Allen almost thought his eyes were deceiving him.

The Insectoids had an acute sense for identifying threats. Ranking Ye Shaohua as their top target could only mean one thing: their highest authorities had confirmed she posed an unprecedented danger.

Previously, Allen had assumed her B-grade psychic power and royal education merely placed her on par with A-grade individuals. The Insectoids might list her as a minor threat, but certainly not in the top 100.

Impressive, but not extraordinary.

But now?

Allen stared at the urgent document his minister had transmitted. Gamma’s officials, renowned for their efficiency, never wasted time on unverified intel. If this had reached him, it had undergone multiple layers of verification.

Yet, no matter how hard Allen racked his brain, he couldn’t recall anything unusual about Ye Shaohua during their time together. She hadn’t even noticed he’d secretly brought Ye Junwen back.

Pressing his lips together, he studied the document and asked, “What does the red mark mean?”

Before this, An Tingyun had always held the top spot—yet even he hadn’t been marked in red. Neither had Andrew, the former second-ranked.

Now, both Ye Shaohua and Andrew were red-marked. But what did “Ultra-Red” signify?

“Our historians have consulted the archives,” the minister replied. “There have only been two red marks in history. The first was the legendary figure who created the time void at eighteen—wiping out the Insectoids’ elite forces without a single casualty. His potential was deemed catastrophic. From then on, the Insectoids initiated the ‘Red Hunt,’ devoting half their geniuses to eliminating marked targets at all costs.”

The Insectoids had thrived for millennia thanks to their overwhelming numbers—exceeding tens of billions.

A human with such terrifying potential was their worst nightmare. On their assassination list, the red mark was reserved for those they feared most.

Gamma’s historical top genius had been red-marked but evaded capture, later inventing the sixth-generation mecha—a weapon that still devastated Insectoid forces today.

Red-marked individuals were rare, but once marked, the Insectoids would hunt them relentlessly. Every red-marked target who survived became a force of unparalleled dread.

Because red marks were so scarce, Gamma Planet had paid little attention—until now. Two had appeared simultaneously, one being the unprecedented Ultra-Red.

Realization dawned on Allen. Ye Shaohua’s status was beyond extraordinary.

Andrew’s new red mark, previously absent, likely tied directly to Ye Shaohua.

“Contact Andrew,” Allen ordered. While the public was still reeling from Ye Shaohua’s MA exam victory, her Insectoid threat rating remained unknown. Once that news broke, chaos would follow.

Nearby, Ye Junwen watched Allen’s grave expression, her heart pounding. She didn’t understand the red mark’s significance but knew it involved Ye Shaohua. Something had gone terribly wrong.

Yet she dared not ask Allen, left to stew in her anxiety.

…

Andrew was mid-calculation on spatial dimensions when Allen’s call arrived. As Gamma’s prince, Allen couldn’t be ignored—even if it meant setting aside his equations.

“What were the criteria for this exam?” Allen cut straight to the point.

He refused to believe the Insectoids would mark Ye Shaohua Ultra-Red without reason.

Andrew hadn’t expected this question, but the exam was over—no more secrets. “It was about 11-dimensional space. I know you’re shocked I ranked second, Prince. But the MA winner didn’t just solve the 167/—=【 model. If Professor Qiao Xi’s hints are correct, she’s discovered 16-dimensional space.”

Gamma’s people were proud of their intellect.

Allen had always carried an air of superiority, even with Ye Shaohua and Ye Junwen. Andrew, though less overt, was equally arrogant.

This was the first time Allen had heard defeat in Andrew’s voice.

Ending the call, Allen finally grasped the gravity of the situation.

Not only had Ye Shaohau cracked 11-dimensional space—a puzzle Gamma’s scientists had struggled with for decades—she’d uncovered 16 dimensions.

The moment the call disconnected, Allen pulled up Ye Shaohua’s comm ID.

He should’ve observed her more closely. Regret and frustration twisted inside him. He’d been too quick to distance himself after she learned of his ties to Ye Junwen.

And just earlier, his cold, deliberate alienation from Lü Rang—

“Damn it,” Allen swore under his breath, running a hand through his hair.

He sent Ye Shaohua a message, requesting a meeting, and waited.