"Xia An!"
"sister-!"
Opening her eyes suddenly, Xia An, who was supposed to be swallowed by a zombie, found herself sleeping on a clean and soft quilt.
And on the white floral quilt, she smelled the fresh air and ... the sweet perfume.
That felt wrong!
The vigilant Xia An, who had exercised in the doomsdays, opened the quilt in an instant to leave the bed.
But, she was dumbfounded s soon as she opened the quilt.
"This is ... my hand?"
Xia An lifted her palms and looked at the white but dry fingers that were protruding from the joints, and suddenly froze.
Because of the doomsday, she was fortunate to become powerful, that power she had made her beautiful.
Every day was better than the other.
No matter how bad the living environment was, no matter how long she was hungry, no matter how nutritious meals she ate, no matter how healthy she was, she had a purifier in her body, purifying all the time. So she would never get dirty nor skinny.
Her body was always white, tender, clean, and healthy. It didn't look like she experienced any material shortage or lived in the deep and hot doomsdays.
The most terrible thing was that day by day her body became more beautiful ...
Although Xia An dreamed of getting rid of the body that caused countless troubles, she also understood that the hands she saw now were not her own.
Because of her powers, her hands, like her face, were fascinating to countless people.
What was going on?
Xia An's was full of doubts. Looking at her surroundings, she was even more puzzled.
Everything there seemed to be so strange and incompatible with the doomsdays.
While Xia An carefully observed her surroundings, suddenly, she heard a pleasant ringtone.
"Sleeping pills, suicide note...?"
Xia An lowered the sleeping pills bottle and took the suicide note in her hand.
It was terrific that the handwriting on it was similar to her handwriting.
[Too tired to live... I want to rest. Goodbye, Fu Xian.]
Fu Xian?
The name seemed familiar to her.
Xia An rubbed her temple and looked at the note carefully again. After Fu Xian's name, she couldn't find any other clue, so she put down the note.
Now, she understood that the owner of the body had the same name as her, Xia An, and she was a star.
When she was exposed for having an illegitimate child, she committed suicide by taking sleeping pills.
And Fu Xian ... would be the person she was most concerned about...
Did she transmigrate from the doomsday to a peaceful world without any biochemical crisis and everything?
With that in thought, Xia An's eyes lit up.
She no longer thought about the body she was possessing and instead ran towards the kitchen.
Unfamiliar with the layout of the house, Xia An fumbled, and found the kitchen.
With a smile on her face, she opened the refrigerator, and as a result-
"What are these..."
Looking at the mineral water and vegetables and fruits in the refrigerator, the smile on Xia An's face froze.
'No! Doesn't she even have a piece of meat at home?"
Xia An looked at the green food, and felt depressed. She took out a fresh tomato and scooped it up.
Just taking a bite, Xia An was conquered by the sweet and sour tomato taste in her mouth.
'I don't care about the absence of the meat at home."
Ah... the fresh fruit was so delicious!