Why Has the Laziest One Among the Max-Level Interstellar Big Shots Run Off Again?

[Two Male Leads + Interstellar Transmigration + Beastfolk + Everyone Dotes on Him + Rivalry in Love]

Gu Chi's life motto for twenty-three years: If you can lie down, don't sit up. If you can type, don't use voice chat. If you can solve it online, don't go out.

Making a living by leveling up other people's game accounts, he became the textbook socially anxious shut-in: sleeping by day, grinding ranks at night, ordering takeout when hungry, drinking soda when thirsty, and defining his social life by the trip downstairs to collect packages.

One day, he transmigrates into an interstellar beastfolk world and becomes the only human at the Rare Species Protection Center. Everyone around him is a giant, fluffy creature that can turn into a human, and even the caregiver who brings his meals is two heads taller than him.

Gu Chi: Thanks for asking. I want to die. They don't even have takeout here.

He thinks he's just living quietly, at most making snarky comments in his head and missing fried chicken and ice-cold cola.

But what he doesn't know is that...

The empire's youngest wolf major general, the fabulously wealthy black panther tycoon, the notorious lion pirate king, the refined silver fox physician, the insectoid war god Azure Dragon, the peacock celebrity who's so vain he could burst...

All twelve beastfolk who stand at the pinnacle of interstellar power can hear the same voice in their heads.

It's Gu Chi's inner monologue.

"This nutrient solution tastes like cilantro and pickled herring blended into a smoothie..."

"This werewolf is pretty handsome, but he looks like he has a permanently blank expression. I bet he never smiles."

"Ahhh, I want an ice-cold cola so badly! What's the point of life without ice-cold cola?"