Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 200

When An Tingyun heard Allen mention his affair with Ye Junwen, his brows twitched slightly beneath his furrowed expression.

Though he had the means to investigate Allen and Ye Junwen’s relationship, he had no interest in their affairs and thus never looked into them—let alone informed Ye Shaohua.

So how did Ye Shaohua find out? Even An Tingyun was curious.

To uncover Allen’s secrets without alerting him was a feat few in the entire Mo Planet could achieve.

An Tingyun suppressed the contemplation in his eyes and regarded Allen with a strange gaze. After a long pause, he finally spoke.

“Rather than concerning yourself with such matters, Your Highness Allen, perhaps you should turn your attention to Gamma Planet. The Zerg invasion—surely you’ve received word of it?”

Allen’s expression remained unchanged. “Thank you for the reminder.”

He turned to leave, though his retreating figure was noticeably more hurried than before.

This time, the Zerg had come prepared. Even Mo Planet’s formidable forces would be worn down by attrition. Gamma Planet, inherently weaker, had no choice but to rely on Mo Planet for survival.

After an all-night discussion with the king, An Tingyun prepared to lead the troops against the Zerg. But before departing, he visited the mecha construction base to see Ye Shaohua.

When she stepped out, she found him leaning against his mecha. Rain had begun to fall—light, almost imperceptible.

Standing in the drizzle, he seemed untouched by the world’s clamor, a solitary figure in a painting.

“I leave tomorrow,” he said as Ye Shaohua approached. His fingers twitched as if to light a cigarette, but he restrained himself.

Ye Shaohua knew the Zerg had grown bolder lately. “Safe… journey?”

“That question mark—what does it mean?” An Tingyun narrowed his eyes.

“I mean, I hope you return soon,” she amended with a faint smile. “After all, there’s still the divorce agreement—”

Before she could finish, An Tingyun cupped the back of her head and silenced her with a kiss.

Ye Shaohua’s words died in her throat. For the first time in all her missions, her mind went blank.

“Wait for me.”

…

The Zerg’s assault was relentless, a desperate last stand. Mo Planet’s military fought fiercely, and in the first battle, Ye Junwen emerged victorious. Her fearless spirit earned her the title of the first female Major—a shocking development across the galaxy.

Ye Junwen had proven herself, demonstrating that the illegitimate daughter surpassed Ye En’s rightful heir in every way. Even the king had to appease her.

In the original timeline, Ye Junwen’s military exploits had won her the loyalty of the army, enabling her to overthrow the monarchy and bring down the Ye and Lü families. Lü Xiang, consumed by guilt, had taken her own life.

Now, thanks to Ye Shaohua’s MA victory and the rumors of multidimensional space technology, Ye Junwen’s influence wasn’t as overwhelming—but it was still significant.

War bred heroes, and though Ye Junwen couldn’t yet dethrone the king, she could still torment Ye Shaohua.

Standing before the king, she smiled sweetly. “Has my sister not arrived? No matter. Your Majesty, I have a request. My father once confessed his heart belonged only to my mother. May he divorce Lady Lü?”

In just a month, she had clawed her way to the top, earning everyone’s awe—even Allen, who had once ignored her, now watched her closely.

“Rumors in the military speak of mechs capable of navigating multidimensional space. The Marshal himself said only a handful in the galaxy can pilot them.” Ye Junwen’s lips curled. “Lady Lü once told me, ‘Only those at the top of the food chain can decide their fate.’ She wasn’t wrong.”

Now, she was the one at the summit—higher than Ye Shaohua or Lü Xiang could ever reach. Every humiliation Lü Xiang had inflicted, she would repay tenfold.

“Junwen,” Allen interjected, frowning. “Lady Lü never exiled you from Mo Planet. She provided for you generously. By all accounts, she owed you nothing.”

“She humiliated me,” Ye Junwen snapped, baffled by Allen’s sudden defense of Ye Shaohua. Was it because of her MA victory? “This world belongs to the powerful. Now that I hold the power, why shouldn’t I claim justice for my mother and myself?”

“Ye En,” the king said coldly, turning to the trembling man. “Do you consent to Ye Junwen’s demand?”

“Your Majesty, Junwen is still young—please forgive her impudence.” Ye En knelt, kowtowing. “As for the divorce… I long for an ordinary life. I beg Your Majesty and the Princess to grant us this mercy.”

The king trembled with rage. “Have you forgotten how you begged for Lü Xiang’s hand? Fine. You want a divorce? You shall have it!“

Ignoring his advisors’ frantic signals, the king ordered the divorce finalized on the spot. When the papers were signed, Ye En’s joy was unmistakable.

Ye Junwen savored the taste of supremacy. As the king seethed, she smiled sweetly. “The Marshal said the first batch of multidimensional mechs will arrive soon. I should return to the front.”

Just as she turned to leave, an attendant announced, “Your Majesty, Professor Qiao Xi and Miss Ye Shaohua await outside.”

Professor Qiao Xi oversaw the mecha construction base. With the war raging, mech losses were staggering.

The king’s pulse jumped. “Bring them in.”

Alongside Qiao Xi and Ye Shaohua entered Andrew and the chief of the Mecha Engineering Division.

Hearing Ye Shaohua’s name, Ye Junwen paused, a smirk playing on her lips as she watched her stepsister’s weary figure.

Good. She’s unraveling.

Ye Junwen couldn’t wait to see Ye Shaohua’s face when she learned of her parents’ divorce. Every slight Lü Xiang had dealt her, she would return tenfold—ensuring Ye Shaohua lived forever in her shadow.

Ye En, too, gazed at his daughter with feigned remorse.

“Your Majesty,” Qiao Xi declared, exhaustion lining his face, “the multidimensional nano-mechs are complete. The war with the Zerg can finally end.”

The king shot to his feet, momentarily forgetting his fury. “You—you’ve succeeded?! This is… magnificent! Professor Qiao Xi, Andrew, Director—your contributions are immeasurable!”

Without An Tingyun’s defense of the Lü family, the monarchy would have crumbled.

Even An Tingshuang and Ye Junwen brightened at the news.

Ye Junwen’s heart raced. Multidimensional mechs—a historic breakthrough! Their power dwarfed ordinary mechs. With one, she could rival An Tingyun herself.

Her era had arrived. She itched to return and claim her mech.

“We deserve no credit,” Qiao Xi admitted. “Shaohua designed and built them single-handedly. Frankly, we were just her assistants.” He sighed in admiration. “No wonder the Zerg marked her as their top-priority target. Their desperation to eliminate her makes sense now. With these mechs, the Zerg are in for a world of pain.”