Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 271

In Zone C2, Biao Ge was stationed in a roughly 30-square-meter house.

At the moment, the room was crowded with people.

“Biao Ge, my wife is still sick. Can I have the zombie crystal I fought for? I swear I’ll get you another one tomorrow—I’ll go out and hunt one down myself!” Ye Changming was being forced into a bow, his face twisted with suppressed fury as he stared at the crystal in Biao Ge’s hand.

That crystal was something he and his team had risked their lives to retrieve.

He had planned to exchange it for antibiotics for his mother.

“Your crystal? That’s a joke. Captain Qiu was the one who shattered that zombie’s skull with a fireball…” One of Captain Qiu’s lackeys sneered at Ye Changming. “What, you got a problem with that?”

Ye Changming stood rigid.

He tried to struggle, but the man restraining him forced him to his knees.

A problem? How could he not?

Not only was he being trampled on, but his mother’s life was at stake—and he still hadn’t found any news about his daughter or Xiangxiang.

“Alright, get out of here.” Seeing Ye Changming subdued, Biao Ge finally waved for his men to release him, scoffing, “Ye Changming, I don’t care how rich you were before the apocalypse. But now, if you don’t have power, even a dragon has to coil—”

“Coil?” Before he could finish, a clear, sharp voice cut in.

A slender figure strode in as if no one else was there, her cold, lowered gaze piercing.

The moment Biao Ge and his men recognized Ye Shaohua, their expressions shifted dramatically.

“One second-tier wind-attribute ability user, five first-tier ability users?” Ye Shaohua glanced at them, instantly assessing their strength.

When Biao Ge’s group noticed the safe zone’s administrator waiting respectfully outside for Ye Shaohua, their faces paled in terror.

“M-Miss, we—”

Ye Shaohua smirked coldly. “Relax. I expect a satisfactory resolution to this matter.”

In the apocalypse, the best way to gauge someone’s strength was their appearance.

The more powerful a person was, the cleaner and more composed they looked.

Seeing Ye Shaohua like this—even more imposing than the safe zone’s elite—Ye Changming could hardly believe this was his daughter.

After speaking, Ye Shaohua walked over and gently took her father’s arm. “Dad, let’s go.”

“Shaohua?” Ye Changming’s eyes widened in shock, his voice trembling.

His disbelief was written all over his face.

“Mom’s already at my place. Don’t worry,” Ye Shaohua reassured him, her tone softening. “Let’s get you checked out too.”

Ye Changming felt like he was dreaming—especially when the zone administrator greeted him enthusiastically on their way out.

He was completely dazed.

…..

“This is where I’m staying for now.” Ye Shaohua led him into a duplex apartment, where Ye’s mother—already bathed and changed—sat on the sofa. “Dad, go wash up first, then eat something. I’ll have someone examine you.”

The safe zone’s top administrator finally seized the chance to speak. “Miss Ye, I’ve dealt with Captain Qiu and Biao Ge. They’ve volunteered to work for you as penance. Would you have time to visit the lab now?”

Ye Shaohua glanced at the “apology gifts” Biao Ge had handed over, then at her father.

Though Ye Changming had once been a wealthy man, facing figures of this caliber still unnerved him. He nodded. “It was just a misunderstanding. Let’s leave it at that.”

He understood the law of the apocalypse—power ruled everything.

Seeing Biao Ge and his men now under Ye Shaohua’s thumb was revenge enough.

Only then did Ye Shaohua turn to the administrator. “Fine.”

As the two left, Ye Changming and his wife exchanged stunned looks.

Was this really the daughter they’d been so worried about?

And living in a place like this during the apocalypse? They’d never even dared to dream of it.

…..

After spending a few days familiarizing herself with the zone’s layout, Ye Shaohua finally visited the lab.

“Miss Ye!” The lead researcher—a brain-domain ability user—lit up when he saw her. “Have you heard about the energy-restoration potions circulating among the major bases? The ones sold by that trio?”

He held up a transparent vial. “I couldn’t decipher the components.”

Ye Shaohua knew the trio was none other than Ye Xiangxiang’s group. Having lived longer in their past lives, they’d hoarded knowledge of future inventions and recruited famous figures—except for Su Ran.

This potion was their creation—a temporary energy-replenishing serum.

Thanks to it, the trio had built a formidable reputation and attracted powerful allies.

Had Ye Shaohua not existed, they would’ve dominated the apocalypse by now.

With that in mind, she handed the researcher a blue vial. “This is something I developed on the road. Test it—if it works, mass-produce it. Sui Yun’s already used it with good results.”

The researcher had heard rumors from Wei Qi’s team about Ye Shaohua possessing even better formulas than the trio’s.

He’d been agonizing over how to negotiate for them—only for her to hand it over freely.

Even the seasoned researcher flushed with excitement.

With zombies growing stronger and even developing intelligence, humanity was struggling to survive.

Casualties among scavenger teams were skyrocketing.

This serum could change everything.

“I heard some of your satellite communications are still down?” Ye Shaohua didn’t leave, instead eyeing the computers.

The researcher sighed. “After the apocalypse, we lost control of most satellites. The few still functional mysteriously failed a month ago. We can’t monitor vast areas anymore—entire cities have fallen to zombie hordes because of it. If we had satellites—”

“They didn’t fail.” Ye Shaohua sat at an empty terminal, fingers flying across the keyboard. “Someone hacked them. They’re being used to spy on us.”

The researcher gaped. “Wait—don’t tell me you’re also a hacker?”