I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

"That's definitely something to consider! Xinxin, what about your light-based ability? You should be able to cast a shield at level 3, right?" Di Ting actually agreed wholeheartedly. After all, while one shouldn't harbor malicious intentions, it's essential to be cautious. When it comes to behind-the-scenes conspiracies and schemes, it's necessary to make bold guesses while carefully verifying them!

"Hmm, level 3 is usable, but the current light-type shield is relatively weak, with a short mana bar duration and a long cooldown time, so it's still related to the level." The original owner's head injury and subsequent death occurred precisely when his adoptive parents were not home; there must be something fishy going on. Therefore, necessary protection is still necessary.

Although An Xin was a bit oblivious, she had thoroughly studied the investigative materials of Edogawa No. 7, and was still sensitive to the most basic dangers and conspiracies.

"Just a quick question, did the original owner have a boyfriend or fiancé?" An Xin asked shyly.

It's no wonder she was so shy to speak up. In her original world, An Xin's family was of modest means, her father was always missing, and her mother, Wen Lan, had to work several jobs to raise her. So An Xin was sensible from a young age, quietly helping her mother with household chores. When she grew a little older, she studied hard and successfully saved up her first sum of money for university through various scholarships both inside and outside of school.

She started looking for part-time jobs to save money after graduating high school at 18, because the two design majors she liked were very expensive. However, no one expected that after a year of university, just as An Xin had worked hard to save enough for the tuition of the next few years, the apocalypse struck, and zombies appeared…

After turning 19, An Xin tirelessly took her mother, Wen Lan, on the run, constantly on the run. She eventually awakened her light-based superpower, a rare ability, but a non-aggressive healing/support role, though leveling up was difficult. An Xin suffered greatly, forced to seek refuge with powerful groups of superpowered individuals. After a long and arduous struggle, she finally arrived at the Kyoto base established by the national army. Even after nearly dying, An Xin had already spent ten years adrift in this post-apocalyptic world. For ten years, she had been desperately trying to survive; there was no time for romance.

And so, at 29, An Xin was truly a lifelong single dog, except for indulging in her own crushes and occasionally shipping couples.

Having finally transmigrated into a young and beautiful body, with a good family background, money and leisure, it would be a shame not to have a sweet romance.

"No~" Di Ting's voice was cheeky. "The original owner lived to be 22 years old and was working hard to inherit her father's business. When she was young, she took all kinds of extracurricular classes, such as tennis, golf, horseback riding, classical ballet, ballroom dancing, piano, and foreign languages. These were all basic skills. As she grew up, in addition to studying, she was busy with various company business and social events. Apart from going shopping with a few girlfriends, she really had no personal time. She was the kind of person who just wanted to lie down and die when she got home."

"Ah, so being a rich second-generation who has to inherit the family business isn't easy either? I want to lie down and relax..." An Xin pouted, sprawled out in the jacuzzi, thinking about her life in the original world. It seemed quite similar to the original owner of this world, both living a life of desperate struggle, with only the big bed as salvation.

"The real heiress is back! Give her to her, give her to her, give her everything!" An Xin just wanted to rest for a while and do something she liked.

"You think it's that easy, just giving it away like that? The real daughter's adoptive parents are a terrible couple. They're incredibly domineering in the village, and they favor sons over daughters, constantly beating and scolding their daughter. Wang Anna barely finished junior high school there. She was supposed to go south with her adoptive mother to work and earn money, but she had enough of the oppression and hopeless life. As soon as she arrived in Guangzhou, she stole all her adoptive mother's money and went to a private vocational school for three years. After graduating, she found a stable job as a receptionist. But something went wrong, and she suddenly ended up here, reunited with the original owner's adoptive parents."

"This is so melodramatic~ But, Xiao Jiu, you skipped the most important part, aren't you setting a trap for me? It's so frustrating."

“Well, there’s nothing I can do about it. That’s all I heard. Just treat it like a mystery novel…” Di Ting conceded. “Because she worked hard from a young age and was malnourished, she was underdeveloped. She didn’t have the original owner’s looks, her talents, her education to inherit her father’s business, or the ease with which she navigated this circle. Although her real parents didn’t despise her and even gave her a lot of love and care, the different living environment and different social circles made Wang Anna uneasy, increasingly depressed, gloomy, and even extreme. She envied the original owner, and was even more jealous of her… feeling that the original owner had stolen everything from her.”

“It seems our previous guesses might be true; the original owner’s injuries must be related to her.” An Xin frowned. “But the original owner is innocent too. The culprit is the mastermind behind it all. Wang Anna has the ability to find the source of that misfortune, uncover the truth, and then personally take revenge on the criminals and bring them to justice. If she doesn’t have that ability, she can at least be law-abiding and work hard to improve herself. Why target another innocent girl? Is it because she can’t defeat the evil forces that she bullies someone as weak as her?”

“How many people have your mental state? If she had your values ​​and clarity, I believe we wouldn’t be here right now.” Di Ting was quite indifferent. He had heard of all sorts of beings, many of whom were extreme and perverse, so to him, anyone who could maintain a normal mind was remarkable. “Oh, right, she’s been recognized now, and her name has been changed to Anna.”

"Anna... that's easy to modify."

An Xin began to feel a sticky, greasy sensation on her body, likely from the impurities left by the original owner of the body. The spiritual liquid not only helped the body expel impurities and filth, but also cleared blocked meridians. Widened meridians could better transport spiritual energy, circulate the body's energy, and improve physical fitness. The problem was, the process of clearing and widening these meridians was extremely difficult, leaving her body aching, numb, and sore.

An Xin gritted her teeth, a thin layer of sweat already forming on her forehead: "Xiao Jiu, your body hurts, talk to me some more, try to distract yourself..."

"Xiao Jiu, do you think the original owner didn't have any childhood sweethearts or crushes?"

"I don't know, but it's true that the original owner received a lot of love letters."

"You really don't have a fiancé?"

"No, arranged marriages don't apply to the original owner. She was originally an only child who was supposed to inherit the family business! It would be more appropriate for her to marry into a capable family in the future."

"Without a fiancé, there's no real heiress stealing a man. Without the drama of stealing a man, there's no wife-chasing-after-the-cremation, no face-slapping and scum-abusing. If the stories of real and fake heiresses didn't have these melodramatic tropes, they'd lose a huge portion of the thrill... Ouch, ouch... It hurts, it hurts... How much longer, little Jiu Jiu?"

"About half an hour more! Stop thinking about unnecessary things. In a couple of days, once your body has recovered, we'll take action!"

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Half an hour later, An Xin drained the bathtub and went to the shower to do it twice more. The layer of black oil on her body was really sticky and smelly. But then again, after washing, An Xin was truly satisfied with the effects of the elixir. Her body felt lighter, her skin was more hydrated, delicate, fair, and firm. Her mental strength and physical constitution had both improved. Hey, her face looked much more refined too. An Xin looked at herself in the full-length mirror, bubbling with beauty.

The following day, An Xin obediently stayed in her room to "recover." She found the original owner's phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint. She checked her social media accounts and some chat logs to familiarize herself with the original owner's network and lay the groundwork for temporarily impersonating her.

Then, under the guise of familiarizing herself with this world, An Xin brazenly started scrolling through her phone (An Xin hadn't touched a phone in the ten years since the apocalypse, nor did she have one in the Hell Realm; now that she had one in hand, how could she not be drooling with desire and causing all sorts of trouble!). She continued until night fell and fell into a deep sleep… completely forgetting that her parents had returned home in the early morning…