The testing chamber fell silent as all eyes fixed on Liu Meihua. The crystalline apparatus dimmed, its assessment complete, leaving behind an echo of the guide's words hanging in the air: "A B-rank intelligence-type with a Mythical-Level Calculation Talent."
Marcus stared at Meihua, his jaw slackening with undisguised shock. His mind raced to process this revelation. In his original timeline, Meihua had never appeared—her existence alone represented a deviation from the future he remembered. Initially, he'd dismissed her as an inconsequential alteration in the flow of events, but this shattering revelation forced him to reconsider everything.
A Mythical-ranked talent? That alone had been difficult enough to reconcile. But now this—a B-rank advancement at her age, she was progressing even faster than him despite him being a combat-type and a regressor. The disparity seemed impossible, defying the natural order of advancement he understood.
