Chapter 1 — Illusion of Humanity

School idols like "living dolls" especially those with swan necks, A4 waists, peach buttocks and full busts. In his previous life, he once posted on the school's "love confession wall", looking for a living doll girl. When my best friend saw the news, he immediately went crazy and wanted to have plastic surgery to turn himself into a living doll, dreaming of marrying into a rich family. I advised her, my voice filled with sincerity: "Plastic surgery is very risky, expensive, and if it fails, the consequences are unpredictable. I still have to maintain it in the future. I'm a student, how can I afford it?" She hesitated, then finally gave up. Unexpectedly, there was another girl in school who actually had successful surgery, turning herself into a "living doll". Right after that, the boy immediately announced that he would marry her. My best friend was so jealous that he tricked me into going to the small forest behind the school. Her eyes were bloodshot, her trembling voice seemed to tear through the air: "If it weren't for you, the person Co Ngon would have married would have been me! It was you who caused me to lose the opportunity to become a rich woman!" Then the knife in her hand slashed and slashed my face one by one... finally, the tip of the knife pierced my heart. … When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn. Back to the day Co Ngon posted an ad looking for a "living doll" on the wall to confess his love. 1 I jumped up from the bed, cold sweat drenched the back of my shirt. Opening my eyes, the familiar scene of a student dormitory appeared before my eyes. I trembled and touched my face — there were no cuts, no bone-deep pain. “Nhu Nhu!” — Truong Nhi quickly ran over, put the phone in my hand, his voice full of excitement — “Look, there's just a new post on the confession wall!” On the screen, is a post from Co Ngon, the faculty's teacher: [Search for the "living doll" of your dreams: request swan neck, A4 waist, peach butt, D cup bust or more!] Every word, every sentence, is exactly like the previous life. My heart was beating rapidly, as if it wanted to break my chest. I have truly been reincarnated. Reincarnated on the day... the nightmare began. “Nhu Nhu, I heard that Co Ngon's family owns real estate and has assets worth hundreds of millions!” — Truong Nhi pulled my hand, eyes flashing with ambition — “He likes living dolls with swan necks, A4 waists, peach butts, big breasts... Aren't I the ideal model?” I pursed my lips tightly, blood welling up in my heart. Last life was also this day. When Co Ngon posted, Truong Nhi started to have the idea of having surgery to "upgrade herself" and dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family. I advised wholeheartedly, talking about the risks and costs. She finally gave up. But unexpectedly, another girl successfully turned herself into a living doll and caught Co Ngon's eye. Truong Nhi lost all reason. She shouted at me, her voice like a roar: "If it weren't for you, Co Ngon would have married me! You ruined my life, you took away my dream of being a grown-up!" Then… She tricked me into going out to the small forest. The cold knife slashed and slashed my face. Blood blurred my vision, but her sinister smile was still as clear as in my memory. “Nhu Nhu?” — Truong Nhi's voice rang out, pulling me back to reality. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so unsightly?" She raised her hand and waved it in front of my eyes, as if wanting to check if I was distracted. I quickly regained my composure, trying to force a light smile: "It's okay... I just think you're right. Co Ngon said Such a good deal, it's... worth pursuing." Truong Nhi's eyes immediately lit up: "Do you think so too?" She held the mirror, tilted it left and right, looking at every corner of her face, then frowned slightly: "But... my nose isn't high enough, my chin isn't sharp enough, and my bust... isn't much." Pausing for a moment, she bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly: "Besides, the surgery isn't done once, you have to lie on that cold table many times... what if it fails? Just thinking about it gives me chills.” I looked at her. A typical Southern-style girl, her face is pale and elegant, her body is slim but has big Northern-style bones, and her figure is not very balanced. The distance between her and the "living doll" model of Co Ngon's dream... was as far as eighteen thousand miles. I looked at Truong Nhi's pretense of concern, and in my heart, I curled my lips and smiled coldly. Ah, so she also knows that she is far from Co Ngon's standards. In my previous life, it was this "lack of confidence and poor" appearance that tricked me, making me pour out my heart to advise her, thinking that I was a good friend, but unexpectedly... The fire of hatred surged, burning every inch of my skin. In this life... I will not be as foolish as before. No need to advise her, no need to stop her. Letting her jump into the hole she dug herself... is the perfect revenge. I lowered my eyes, intentionally making my voice calm, my finger carelessly scrolling across the phone screen: "Nowadays cosmetic techniques are very advanced. I read an article the other day, there was a girl who had surgery to become a lifelike doll, and then married into a wealthy family." I paused for a moment, deliberately adding a sentence as if it were half-hearted: "I heard that her husband loves her so much that he holds her in the palm of his hand." Truong Nhi's eyes immediately lit up, as if he had just been hit in a vital point. “Really?!” — she grabbed my arm, her voice filled with excitement — “What hospital are you talking about? Quickly show me that article!” I pretended to bow my head, scrolling through my phone to search, but my eyes were always on Truong Nhi's face, observing every trace of excitement that was gradually exploding there. “Found it.” — I said softly, casually clicking open an advertisement for a cosmetic hospital — “This place seems to be very famous, I heard every case is successful.” Truong Nhi immediately snatched the phone from my hand and stared intently at the screen. The website displays a series of images before and after surgery — each face, each body has changed so clearly that it's hard to believe. “Oh my god, this nose… this figure… is so perfect!” — She muttered, her fingers continuously zooming in on every detail on the photo, her eyes becoming more fascinated the more she looked. Suddenly, Truong Nhi raised his head, his eyes burning brightly: "I've decided!" Her voice was strangely determined: “I will go to surgery! Must turn into a living doll! Proud family, rich lady... that chair, I will definitely sit!” I smiled slightly, my voice as soft as the breeze: “You are already beautiful... after surgery, you will definitely be even more perfect. Co Ngon will definitely like you.” Truong Nhi hugged me, smiled brightly, her voice cracked with excitement: "Nhu Nhu, you are the best in the world! You will support me, right?” I wrapped my arms around her, my shoulders shaking slightly as if from emotion. But... from an angle she couldn't see, the corners of my lips were slightly curled smirked, drawing a cold smile, sharp as a knife: "Of course... I will always be by your side." Just this time... I will stand by and watch, little by little, see you destroy yourself. 2 “Oh my god, it's so expensive!” — Truong Nhi cried out loudly, almost fainting — "Nose job costs thirty thousand! Breast augmentation fifty thousand! Not including miscellaneous fees!" She was so angry that she threw the phone on the bed, her voice full of dissatisfaction: "These hospitals are no different from robbing money?!" Immediately after that, her eyes darkened, she pursed her lips, her hands clenched her hair as if she was about to go crazy: "But if I don't have surgery... how can I become a living doll? If I don't become a living doll, how can Co Ngon like me?!" Her eyes were filled with unwillingness. Huh. At least... she still has some self-awareness. Co Ngon - the "school teacher" of the department, in the same class as us. Right from the first days of admission, Truong Nhi had a crush on him. But unfortunately, Co Ngon changed his girlfriend faster than he changed his shirt, and everyone was dazzlingly beautiful, with model-like figures. With Truong Nhi's appearance... let alone being noticed, she doesn't even have the qualifications to sit behind Co Ngon during class. Now, there was finally an opportunity to approach him, how could she miss it? Sure enough, Truong Nhi rushed over and hugged my arm tightly, his voice cooing, shaking it like a babe: "Nhu Nhu, can you lend me money? It's like an initial investment! Once I marry into a rich family, you will also be able to show off!" … Ha. Very good. I'm even too lazy to act. In her previous life, she also did the same thing. Borrowing the title of "best friend", time and time again she forced me to pay for her, including meals and entertainment. At that time, at least she knew how to say a few sweet words and coax me so that I could happily take the money. But in this life... Dream on. I pursed my lips slightly, pretending to hesitate, stammering: "But... I..." "But what?" — Truong Nhi's face showed a hint of discomfort, as if my plan had been ruined. "Don't tell me... you also plan to learn from me to transform yourself into a living doll, so you can marry into a wealthy family, okay?" Her eyes flashed with a trace of scrutiny, even a bit of vigilance. I quickly shook my head: "No no no! It's not like that."