After Being Courted by an Alien God

Monica's whole life's luck has been spent on being selected to be the pioneer of the new planet immigration plan—— The unknown planet is full of unowned resources. The lucky ones who arrive first will become real estate tycoons/gem collectors/writers who can make a fortune by writing memoirs. However, when Monica woke up again, the rusty sleeping cabin had been broken into cookie crumbs, and what kept her breathing was a pool of suspicious mucus. She was in a palace-like lair of an alien creature, with a mountain of colorful gemstones at her feet. This is some kind of terrifying creature that only exists in space legends, and it builds nests to please females. At this moment, the huge tentacle branches, with a sticky sound, are happily rushing towards His awakened "bride". Monica thought that maybe it would be better to kill herself directly. Many years later—— The leader of the extraterrestrial civilization who decided to establish diplomatic relations with mankind was a handsome man who looked like a god. The human leader remained silent, and everyone knew that this was just a mimicry of the alien god. If his concubine hadn't turned out to be a human woman, and a holy mother who couldn't bear to have her own people slaughtered and enslaved, I'm afraid Earth would have become the breeding nest of the gods. Some people think that since the alien god prefers human women, how about giving him a few more? As a result, the agents who were sent never returned, and no scum was left. That night, the alien god was blocked from the bedroom by the cold door, and could only enter by extending his tentacles through the ventilation duct. Feeling Monica's angry gaze, dark golden eyes formed on the top of the limbs, blinking aggrievedly: "My dear, even if you don't want to give birth to offspring on this planet, you can't be so cruel and let me sleep in the living room, right?" 1V1, sweet text ———— Pre-collection of "[Cthulhu] is targeted by the Chaos God of Evil!" Investigator Profile Name: Oniya Occupation: Courtesan suffering from severe neurasthenia If you don't hide a bullet in your bra or a knife under your skirt, you won't be able to sleep. Diary one One day, I suddenly realized that this seemingly unchanging and boring daily life was actually surrounded by crises and was surrounded by indescribable horrors. I saw a lot of weird and dangerous stuff, and I survived, but my nervous breakdown got worse, and I learned a lot of knowledge (that I didn't want to). It is said that people like me are called legendary investigators. Anyway, money still has to be made, and this damn life has to go on. It's time for my handbag to be updated, mainly to guard against that evil god who treats humans like bugs. Diary Part 2 It's fine if I'm still being targeted. As long as He still thinks I'm funny, I won't die. Diary Part Three I'm really tired of it, He's so perverted! I wonder if anyone can play with the same bug for three hundred years and still not get tired of it! Are you still trying to have a relationship with a bug? Purpose: Build an equal and harmonious new society