Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 1069 - 1057 Reality World【22】Ye Liu 001 (3 updates)

Chapter 1069: 1057 Reality World【22】Ye Liu 001 (3 updates)

Ye Shaohua looked at the sender of the private message, and it was her editor.

Only then did she notice that she had logged into the "Ye Liu001" account.

Five years ago, when she first left the island, she indeed didn’t have much money, so she created an alias to write.

She only wrote "All Gods Blue Sky," never expecting the book to become such a hit.

She looked several times at the editor’s message, with no intention of replying.

In her mind, however, she remembered that "All Gods Blue Sky" was just one final Chapter away from completion.

She stared at the Weibo page for a long time, lost in thought.

"Sis, you’re really amazing," said Ye Li, having looked at Ye Shaohua’s writing for a while before finally making this remark.

Ye Shaohua immediately put away her phone, ensuring he didn’t see the Ye Liu Weibo account.

Luckily, Ye Li didn’t notice.

"It’s alright," Ye Shaohua said, looking at the writing which honestly wasn’t praiseworthy, "Take it with you."

"Of course," Ye Li replied cheerily.

Even the old master was somewhat delighted, even humming a few lines of tune.

Ye Shaohua couldn’t understand why the two of them were so happy.

What she didn’t know was that the two of them had always been afraid to bring up Ye Shaohua’s past. With little to no records of her former life, not even a clear understanding of her university years, they had conjured up many pitiful images of Ye Shaohua being without family in the past.

Especially the old master, who would feel unbearably heartbroken just thinking about it.

Now, seeing the writing Ye Shaohua had done, they felt a bit relieved.

Such handwriting could not have been achieved without many years of practice,

They figured that Ye Shaohua’s prior life might not have been as difficult as they had imagined. They had been carrying a mental burden since the day Ye Shaohua returned.

Now, they finally felt like they could breathe a sigh of relief.

Ye Shaohua was unaware of their fabricated stories, but even if she were, she would have just laughed it off.

Mu Liu was arranged to stay in a guest room on the first floor.

She knew there was no need to follow Ye Shaohua all the time.

Yet at nine in the evening, she knocked on Ye Shaohua’s door to hand over a thermal container.

When Ye Shaohua opened it, she found it was an evening’s medicinal meal.

Still steaming hot.

"Weren’t you just in the study, chatting with my grandpa and my brother?" Ye Shaohua asked, somewhat astonished.

Incredibly fast.

Mu Liu noticed Ye Shaohua’s reference to "my grandpa" and "my brother," then spoke very respectfully, "Lady Ye, it was brought over by Mu Qiu."

Ye Shaohua: "..."

"No... who taught you to have the chief instructor of the training camp do this?"

Looking puzzled, Mu Liu glanced at Ye Shaohua, "He’s the fastest, isn’t he?"

In case Ye Shaohua didn’t believe her, Mu Liu explained further, "When the young master said we needed someone responsible for these tasks, all those from the training camp wanted to come, and they even held a competition to carry a watermelon while running. Mu Qiu got first place and earned this opportunity."

Ye Shaohua grew even more silent and then spoke with some difficulty, "You... do these kinds of things in private?"

Those several international sharpshooters, notorious in their own right, spending their days... carrying watermelons in races?

Mu Liu’s face turned slightly red as she whispered, "I got second, that’s why I stay by your side."

Ye Shaohua: "... I was just about to ask if you forgot you’re one of the top three sharpshooters of the training camp?"

"Not at all, I’m still far behind you," Mu Liu quickly shook her head in response.

Ye Shaohua closed the door in frustration.

After finishing her meal, Ye Shaohua turned on her computer. Today, when she accidentally logged into Ye Liu’s Weibo, she was reminded of the final Chapter that still needed to be written.

She had typed out this Chapter once before while on a mission.

The writing came quickly.

Just as she typed out a few hundred words, there was a knock at the door, which then immediately opened, "Shaohua, this is yours... What are you doing?"