Elizabeth White was blown up, but she woke up again.

She sat in a dim, dilapidated room enclosed by iron bars, looking at the stranger's face in the mirror—it was, objectively speaking, a breathtakingly beautiful face, like a freshly bloomed rose, tender and gorgeous.

Yet, this wasn't her body, and this place, which seemed like a prison that confined her, was even more foreign to her!

"Open the door! I have to teach Elizabeth White, this shameless woman, a lesson!" Suddenly, a sharp voice rang out.

With a "bang," someone raised their leg and kicked at the iron door!

Elizabeth's expression sunk slightly, but she swiftly stood up, reached out for the doorknob, and opened the door.

"Are you looking for me?"

Haven't spoken for a long time, her voice was slightly hoarse.

Outside the door stood five teenage girls in a row. The tall and sturdy girl in the center stared fiercely at Elizabeth, "Of course! Do you see anyone else in this room but you – you little sl*t?"

It was clear that they were here to pick a quarrel.

Elizabeth's lovely eyes were as deep as a cold pool, "I'm not in a good mood right now. Are you sure you want to bother me at this time?"

The girls on the other side were taken aback by Elizabeth's gaze and their necks instinctively shrank.

Something had gone awry. They had merely locked Elizabeth White in here, how did she become a different person in just half an hour?

A lackey shouted, "What are you shouting about? You're not done with bumping into Jennifer this morning!"

Another girl pointed arrogantly at Elizabeth's nose, her voice echoing in the empty junk room, "Dare to cross us, we must teach you a lesson today!"

Just as the words fell, an image flashed through Elizabeth's mind—

The strapping girl before her, Jennifer Lawrence, intentionally collided with her, then maliciously accusing her of bumping Jennifer on purpose.

Her group beat her mercilessly, then threw her into this storeroom.

So that was how the original owner of this body had died!

"Hmm——"

Elizabeth suddenly curled her lips, the corners of her mouth revealing an inscrutable smile. Her cold eyes glittered fiercely in the dim light.

Jennifer, the leader on the other side, stared at her strange smile and furrowed her brows, a sense of retreating rising within her.

She swallowed, "Since you have already woken up, then we shall settle this morning's accounts! You all, strip her clothes and let her know my strength!"

Elizabeth laughed coldly: "Then bring it on."

Every word and sentence was icy and indifferent, brimming with killing intention.

It just happened that she had just been reborn into this little girl's body, and she was in a rather bad mood.

Consider it a venting of her frustrations.

"Go!" The five of them charged at Elizabeth.

Just as the group of girls prepared to make their move, Elizabeth suddenly reacted.

Her movements were as swift as lightning, and in an instant, she had grasped one girl's wrist, and twisted it hard, causing the girl to scream in pain.

Then, with a speed that left people astounded, she subdued the other girls one by one with lightning speed.

Seeing her minions so swiftly defeated, Jennifer stood at the doorway, both shocked and panicked.

She stared at Elizabeth as if she had seen a ghost.

Was this the same person who was beaten by her just now and didn't dare to utter a word even when blood was spouting from her mouth?

She backed up a couple of steps as if she intended to escape, but Elizabeth caught on to her intention. She took a big stride over and clasped Jennifer's throat with a fierce and precise grip!

"How... how dare you..." Jennifer seemed to want to curse at Elizabeth.

Yet when she discovered she was lifted off the ground by Elizabeth, who single-handedly grasped her throat, the anger in her eyes instantly turned into sheer terror.

Her stature of 1.75 meters and weight of 160 kilograms yet she couldn't break free from Elizabeth’s hold!

"And you wanted to strip my clothes?" Elizabeth shot her a cold glance.

"No, no, no, cough cough, not strip..." Jennifer started to struggle frantically, "Please, let me go..."

Looking at the hideous woman in front of her, Elizabeth felt a surge of killing intent.

Her whole body hurt right now, her internal organs felt like they had been crushed. All thanks to these women before her!

It was these people who killed the original defenseless host!

A hint of gloom flashed in her eyes, and she lifted Jennifer, ready to slam her against the wall!

Just then, the sound of footsteps came once again from the door, and a female prison guard in uniform appeared in the doorway.

"What on earth are you lot doing here? Have you finished your tasks for the day?"

"Let go at once, no fighting allowed!"

Elizabeth gazed at her uniform, her assumption becoming firmer— all the windows here were exceptionally high and tightly sealed with steel bars. She seemed to rebirth in a prison.

The individuals who seemed to be held in the prison were all young girls, it appeared to be a juvenile detention center.

She let go and put down the person in her hands.

With just a glance from her, Jennifer instantly realized what was going on. She shivered and rushed to say, "We, were just chatting here for a while. We'll be going, we'll be going right now..."

"What are you jabbering on about, move faster!" the prison guard had a livid expression, her voice stern.

"All right!" Jennifer hurriedly responded, took her followers, and fled from the small warehouse.

Seeing that they had all left, the prison guard turned her attention to the only remaining Elizabeth.

Elizabeth glanced at her, with expression unchanged. She dusted off her uniform and also walked out.

Her allocated task for the day was mopping the floor. Elizabeth was too lazy for that, so she scanned around the playground and finally walked to a shady corner, closing her eyes to think about her current situation.

An hour ago, the new weapon she had painstakingly developed was stolen by an intruder. She tried to chase them but was knocked out.

In the struggle, the thief detonated the weapon she developed.

This biochemical weapon was something Elizabeth spent a lot of time making, using great effort. Its destructive power was ten times that of ordinary weapons.

Inside it contained a type of neurotoxin that would rapidly paralyze the target and decay them completely, even saving the need for post-battle clean-up.

When she first succeeded, Elizabeth was elated for several days.

Who could have imagined that she would eventually die from the very weapon she had developed herself?

She even reincarnated into a little girl who was covered in injuries.

Elizabeth did not believe in fate, but at this moment, she couldn't help but sigh at the unpredictability of life.

Just as she exhaled, a girl with curly hair walked over to her,

"Elizabeth!"

The girl sat down naturally next to Elizabeth, her eyes brightly fixed on her, "Where did you go just now? When you came out, Jennifer and her lackey saw you and looked scared as if they saw a mouse upon seeing a cat?"

The original host had left Elizabeth with some fragmented memories, but not many.

She knew the girl in front of her was called Lily Tomlin.

Elizabeth leaned back, lying on the rubber playground surface, and said slowly, "I was contemplating life, wondering why I ended up here."

Upon hearing this, Lily waved her hand unthinkingly, "Just for that, didn't everyone say that you were sent here because you lured your sister's fiance, and even drugged him?"

Hearing this, Elizabeth's expression immediately became complicated.

The original host had taken so many hits here just for a man?

Truly stupid.

As she was inwardly complaining, the prison guard who had just spoken to her found her again,

"Elizabeth White, come with me. Someone wants to meet you!"