Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 561: Mecha 554: God Above (9) 16 more updates

Chapter 561: Mecha 554: God Above (9) 16 more updates

The man stood up.

He was clad in simple, black attire adorned with the emblem of a rose.

This symbol made the star thieves and enemies from the main planets turn and run at the sight.

Anyone else present would surely recognize who he was.

The name Zong Yunzhou was known to all within the Interstellar Alliance.

Although the Xie brothers and the third prince were also famous, their combined popularity couldn’t match that of Zong Yunzhou alone.

The strongest mecha warrior in the stars, with formidable strength, striking looks; he was the object of adoration for both men and women across the galaxy.

He turned his head to observe the bustling crowd below, his long eyelashes drooping, "Encrypt today’s spiritual power fluctuations at SSS-grade, and while you’re at it," he pointed at a figure across from the building below, "check her identity for me."

Qiao Er caught sight of the figure below: a very young lady, "Hard to believe her spirit is so strong..."

After giving his instructions to Qiao Er, Zong Yunzhou picked up his coat that was set aside and went downstairs.

"Young..." Qiao Er was about to ask if he had mistaken the person.

But when he turned around, Zong Yunzhou’s figure had vanished.

**

Downstairs.

Fang Qing felt it was time to give up, as the entrance exam for the Interstellar School was fast approaching.

His mecha had been deliberately sabotaged.

Fang Qing’s family wasn’t wealthy, and attending the Interstellar School, not to mention purchasing a mecha, had already cost most of their savings. Now, with the mecha damaged, repairing it would cost forty thousand Star Coins.

The most he could afford was ten thousand Star Coins.

He knew, in fact, that forty thousand was already quite a bargain.

Frustrated, he knew if he failed this entrance exam, he wouldn’t make it to the third year. Without advancing, he couldn’t accept missions; without missions, he couldn’t earn money.

Stuck in this vicious cycle, it meant he would have to drop out.

His family could no longer afford his ongoing expenses.

Fang Qing looked at his mecha, which had been with him for several years, uncertain whether to give up on it.

However, just then, he heard a very clear and pleasant voice offering to help him... fix his mecha?

Fang Qing looked up in confusion, only to see a beautiful but very... young face.

"No need," Fang Qing said, doubting she looked like an assembler, and shook his head, "You can’t repair it."

Ye Shaohua smiled, "Why not try it? What if a miracle happens? It’s just five thousand Star Coins."

Five thousand Star Coins...

Fang Qing had ten thousand left. If he spent half, he’d still have half remaining. Besides, even if he gave up all ten thousand, no one else would fix his mecha.

Might as well take a gamble.

Fang Qing handed over his damaged mecha to her, "Take a look."

Ye Shaohua had already examined it with her spiritual power. The damage was actually fixable; a typical assembler might find it troublesome, but Aigle had said she was like a bug in the system.

Charging five thousand wasn’t at a loss, after all.

Since she had no certificates or diplomas, Ye Shaohua found it odd that Fang Qing trusted her to repair the mecha.

They found an empty spot.

After reassembling Fang Qing’s damaged mecha, Ye Shaohua handed it back to him, "Here you go."

Fang Qing, who had held some hope in Ye Shaohua, felt disappointed as he saw she had managed to reassemble it in less than two hours.

Despair flickered across his face.

He had seen Master Ai Lun assemble mecha before, and even he wasn’t this quick.

Despite this, Fang Qing didn’t go back on his word and not pay her in Star Coins.

He asked for Ye Shaohua’s account information and transferred the Star Coins to her.

Ye Shaohua, who hadn’t actually had an account, simply let 008 hack into a random system.

After transferring the money, Ye Shaohua patted Fang Qing on the shoulder and gave him a smile, "Cheer up for us common students. I believe in you."

Even though he felt he had been tricked, Fang Qing felt cheered by Ye Shaohua’s voice. It had been a long time since he’d heard such genuine encouragement at school, "Thank you, Miss Ye. But I need to get back to school now. Goodbye."

Ye Shaohua watched him leave before going to the parts store to buy some supplies.

Just as she turned around, she saw a figure not far behind her.

He was holding a piece of red cardstock, his long, fair hand clearly visible. Leaning against the wall not far away, he squinted at her, his expression somewhat detached.

It was clear he had been waiting there for some time.

Ye Shaohua paused seeing him, her smile faltering.

"I apologize, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop," Zong Yunzhou, noticing her straightforward gaze, rose erect and clarified, "I just wanted to invite you to the Interstellar School."

To prove he wasn’t an eavesdropping pervert, Zong Yunzhou showed her the document in his hand, "I assume you’re not from the mecha school, so I’d like to invite you to the Interstellar School."

Ye Shaohua took the document he handed her.

An invitation to join Class S at the Interstellar School? It bore the seal of the school as well.

Her eyes narrowed slightly; Xie Siqi was a student in Class A at the same school.

So, was she being invited to join Class S?

The original owner of her memories had no recollection of the Interstellar School, but based on what people like Xie Siqi said, Class S should be more prestigious than Class A.

They were quite perceptive this time.

"Of course, you might want to ask your parents for their opinion," Zong Yunzhou added, considering her youthful voice and wondering if she was of age to make her own decisions, "Leave me your brain-com also known as personal computer number."

He naturally powered up his personal device.

"I haven’t bought a personal computer yet due to lack of funds. I’ll let you know once I get one," Ye Shaohua recalled how sorrowful life had been when she first arrived in this world.

No money? In the Interstellar Federation, where hustle was paramount, not being able to afford even the standard-issue personal computer seemed out of the ordinary.

Was she implying that she had never used a personal computer her entire life?

Realizing this, Zong Yunzhou felt not quite pleased. He lifted his gaze, finally taking a proper look at Ye Shaohua.

She was dressed in clothes that looked quite old, tilting her head a little as she looked at him, her posture relaxed and lazy with a faint shadow beneath her eyes when squinting.

No makeup, but her skin was very fair.

Her features were exquisitely delicate.