Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 2 – New Body

Lin Fan stood before the full-length mirror, examining the charming and beautiful face within it.

She tentatively took a step forward.

The seven-centimeter high heels on her feet made her center of gravity unstable. Her ankle twisted, and her entire body pitched forward uncontrollably.

“Damn it.”

She subconsciously reached out to steady herself against the cold wall. The sensation from her palm sent a jolt through her.

This wasn’t as simple as wearing someone else’s skin.

She had truly become Liu Ruyan.

Her sense of touch, her senses, and even the most subtle physiological reactions within her body were no different from those of a real woman.

Lin Fan closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she had regained her composure.

She began to learn how to walk like a woman.

One step, two steps.

She had to adapt to this body immediately.

In this crumbling apocalypse, there were only two ways for a woman to survive.

Either possess enough strength.

Or possess the charm to make the strong willing to provide for her.

This body’s physical constitution was only a 9. Although stronger than an ordinary woman’s, in the face of zombie hordes and strong men, it was no different from a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Therefore, in the early stages, her only weapons were Liu Ruyan’s face and her talent, [Basic Charm].

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She needed to rely on this skin to extract the nutrients for survival from others.

Lin Fan picked up Liu Ruyan’s phone. The screen lit up, and facial recognition unlocked it directly.

She opened WeChat. The property owners’ group chat had already exploded, the red “99+” a glaring sight.

[Happy Homestead Community Group (488)]

Uncle Wang: “It’s madness! The streets are full of man-eating monsters! I saw it with my own eyes! Everyone, don’t go outside!”

Auntie Li: “I saw Old Zhang from next door get bitten! Right downstairs! Blood was everywhere! It was terrifying!”

Zhang Wei (Property Management): “Dear owners, please remain calm! We have already called the police! The police said they are handling it. Please lock your doors and windows and do not go out!”

Mrs. Liu: “The officials on TV are telling us not to go out and to hide at home. What on earth is happening?”

Lin Fan looked at these panicked comments and tugged at the corner of her lips.

Call the police?

In her past life, she had also believed the authorities could quickly suppress the zombies.

But what was the result?

From the moment the apocalypse began, this world was already finished.

After barely adapting to her new body, she immediately began to take stock of her supplies.

Because of his disabled legs, Lin Fan had always had a habit of hoarding.

In the storage room, boxes of instant noodles, compressed biscuits, canned goods, and bottled water were piled up like a small mountain, enough for her alone to last at least half a year.

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But this was far from enough.

The apocalypse had only just begun a few hours ago. Most people still naively believed that everything would soon return to normal.

In her past life, she and Liu Ruyan had tried to rely on these supplies to wait for official rescue. In the end, they lasted four months until their supplies ran out. By the time they wanted to go outside, the world was no longer fit for humans.

Starving humans were a hundred times more dangerous than zombies.

Right now, the TV news was still urging the public to hide at home. Although a panic-buying frenzy had already started at large supermarkets, the inconspicuous convenience stores and wholesale shops around the community were still treasure troves with ample stock.

She had to seize this Goldenwindow of opportunity and hoard enough supplies before everyone else reacted!

Before taking action, she had to change out of this flashy and cumbersome outfit.

She found the key in Liu Ruyan’s handbag and opened the door to apartment 802 next door.

Click.

A scent mixed with perfume and a woman’s natural fragrance wafted over her.

The room’s layout was similar to Lin Fan’s, but the decor was exceptionally exquisite, with pink wallpaper and lace curtains, exuding a bourgeois sentimentality everywhere.

Lin Fan paid it no mind, walking straight to the bedroom and pulling open the wardrobe.

It was filled with all sorts of dazzling clothes: dresses, miniskirts, see-through blouses… Not a single item was practical for movement.

She frowned and patiently rummaged through a corner of the wardrobe.

Finally, she found a few neatly folded sets of tight-fitting sportswear and yoga pants, as well as two pairs of white sneakers.

To maintain her figure, Liu Ruyan had a habit of going to the gym every week. These were all expensive, high-end items with comfortable fabric and excellent elasticity.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan swiftly tore off the hip-hugging skirt and stockings.

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She awkwardly reached behind her back, fumbling to undo the clasp.

With a soft click, the feeling of restraint loosened.

Lin Fan’s breath caught for a moment.

The real deal!

She shook her head, dispelling the chaotic thoughts from her mind, and quickly put on a coffee-colored sports bra and comfortable cotton underwear.

Next came the tight, high-waisted yoga pants.

As the pants clung tightly to her curves, the empty feeling vanished, replaced by a secure sense of being enveloped that inexplicably put her at ease.

She put on a quick-drying sports jacket, zipping it all the way to the top to completely cover the scenery below her neck.

Next, Lin Fan sat on the bed and took out a pair of white, long Nike sports socks from a drawer.

Her tender feet, with their silver-painted toenails, slipped into the thick sports socks. The substantial feel was extremely natural, making Lin Fan feel as if these feet had originally been her own.

The socks were pulled up to tightly cover the cuffs of the yoga pants, preventing them from getting snagged on anything during movement. Then she put on the white sneakers.

She clumsily gathered her long, wavy hair and tied it into a neat ponytail at the back of her head.

In the full-length mirror beside the wardrobe, a hot, curvaceous figure appeared.

The tight clothing perfectly outlined the astonishing curves of this 1.7-meter-tall body, making her look sexier and more alluring than any fitness influencer she had ever seen on short-form videos.

She scanned the room and found a jewelry box on the dressing table.

Opening it, she saw glittering necklaces, earrings, and rings, all of which looked quite valuable.

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In the early days of the apocalypse, gold and jewelry were still hard currency.

Lin Fan unceremoniously emptied the jewelry box, along with everything else in the room she deemed valuable.

This included spare sets of athletic clothes, shoes, and socks, a few packs of sanitary pads, and several backpacks of various sizes.

She swept everything into her Storage Space.

The one-cubic-meter space was too small; she had to prepare several backpacks to carry supplies.

In the bedside table, she even found a stun baton and a can of pepper spray.

She put both items into her Storage Space. With a thought, the stun baton appeared in her hand.

She pressed the switch. A string of dazzling blue electric arcs crackled at the tip, emitting an intimidating “zzzt-zzzt” sound.

Very good! Before she had a firearm, this thing’s stopping power was enough for self-defense in a critical moment.

Lin Fan spent an hour ransacking the entire apartment, but she couldn’t find any food.

No wonder Liu Ruyan had targeted her right at the start of the apocalypse. She usually relied on takeout for all three meals and didn’t keep any food at home.

Just as she shouldered a backpack and prepared to leave for the next phase of her plan.

Buzz—

The phone she had casually tossed on the bed suddenly vibrated.

The screen lit up, and a WeChat message popped up.

Zhou Ming (Backup #2): “Ruyan, how are things on your end? Are you safe?”