I am Shen Zhiyuan, the eldest legitimate daughter of the General’s Residence that Guards the Nation.
My stepmother said a divine oracle had descended: to ensure the family’s prosperity, the legitimate daughter’s blood and eyes, along with the tendons in her arms and legs, had to be offered as a sacrifice.
So they gouged out my eyes, severed the tendons in all four limbs, and threw me into the woodshed to die.
What they didn’t know was this:
I had already died once.
In my previous life, I had earned doctorates in both chemistry and pharmacy. When a fire broke out in my laboratory, I jumped from the building with reagents in my arms, and my soul entered this broken body.
After losing my sight, my nose could tell how old a poison was, and my fingers could feel every trace of a substance in the air.
The first maid who came to kick me died three days later, her whole body covered in sores.
When my stepmother came to finish me off, I smiled and told her: the ancient bacteria in that statue of a god would make everyone in the household bleed from every orifice in eighty-seven days. I was the only one with the antidote.
I got my hands on quicklime, sulfur, saltpeter, verdigris...
In an abandoned side courtyard, a blind girl built the most terrifying laboratory of this age.
They made me a cripple, so I’ll turn them into reagents.
My father torn apart by five horses?
My stepmother paralyzed and starving to death in the woodshed?
My half-sister kneeling before the palace gates, bleeding from every orifice?
The emperor attaining immortality but forgetting who he is?
Don’t rush. This is only the beginning.
My chemistry class has no final bell.
After they gouged out my eyes and severed my tendons, I used chemical equations to send my enemies to hell one by one. Don’t talk to me about divine oracles. I only believe in the periodic table.