A door to a rental room was closed shut. Zoe Carter leaned against the door, her expression unusually solemn.

Touching the defined yet not exaggerated muscles around her abdomen, Zoe realized she was facing something that was likely out of the ordinary.

There was a moment of silence.

Zoe immediately rushed to the bathroom mirror.

Through the mirror, careful observation revealed that she had changed a lot.

At this moment, she was different in many ways.

The nails on her hands and feet had all become smooth and new.

Decayed teeth in her mouth had been replaced by complete and healthy ones.

Any blemishes on her face had completely disappeared.

It was as if she had shed a layer of old skin; Zoe seemed much more refined overall.

The hair, previously thinning due to frequent late nights, now appeared much denser.

Scattered white hairs were nowhere to be seen.

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Previously, upon waking up, she had headed straight to the small clinic without noticing these changes on her body.

Now, upon careful observation, these changes were particularly obvious to her.

The current her was simply rejuvenated.

After touching her smooth face a few times, Zoe began to undress without hesitation.

Coat, shirt, pants, underwear.

She stood naked in front of the mirror without leaving anything on.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in the mirror, Zoe was stunned.

The woman in the mirror had skin that was similarly smooth to her face, significantly smoother than before.

Areas prone to accumulating dead skin, like knees and elbows, had become very smooth.

All body hair except for the head had disappeared.

It was as if body hair was no longer necessary for regulating body temperature.

The muscular lines all over her body were not exaggerated, but definitely smooth enough.

Her physique was strong and balanced.

Her chest was like she was in her pre-puberty stage. Now it was a slight perfect buldge.

Broad shoulders, tight abs as if she were participating in weight-lifting competitions.

Her arms looked strong and powerful.

Words like healthy, sunny, and energetic were most appropriate to describe her.

One could say she was completely fit to be on the cover of a sport magazine.

However, Zoe understood.

The old her was definitely not like this.

Although she wasn't a couch potato before, she was someone who neglected exercise, especially after graduating from college, diving deep into the endless world of online web novels, almost completely isolating herself at home.

Such as her wouldn't even dream of having well-proportioned, feminine physique akin to a professional female athelete.

She would be out of breath just climbing six flights of stairs.

Looking at the perfect image of herself in the mirror.

After contemplating for a moment, Zoe immediately ran to the sofa in the living room and searched for the tape measure and weight scale that she hadn't used much since buying them.