I Become an Adorable Pet in an Interstellar Survival Game

I'm back!

Hello, everyone. I'm back.

First, thank you so much, little angels, for your care and encouragement all this time. I'm truly grateful. [Bows solemnly]

My father's condition has gradually stabilized, and I've taken care of things at home.

It's been a long time since I touched a keyboard, and I'm out of practice. I've even forgotten most of the outline I had before (scratches head).

So I may have to put this book aside for now and update the other one first. But don't worry, I'll finish this one.

The blurb for the other book, My Idol Is Always Saving the Day

On her first day assigned to a community patrol team to take it easy after an honorable medical retirement, Zhu Shushu transmigrated into a book.

A family has been in a car accident. Both parents are dead, her younger brother is unconscious, her boyfriend has suddenly disappeared, and her relatives are keeping their distance. To save her brother, she has no choice but to sell the house and take on debt.

Her only advantage is her pretty face. A shady talent agency has also signed her to work as an escort.

Even worse, the System tells her that she's just the beautiful, villainous supporting character whose purpose in the book is to highlight the heroine's innocence and kindness. She'll end up abandoned by everyone and die a miserable death. The only way to survive is to use the golden finger the System gave her to keep saving people and throw the plot off course.

A moment ago, Zhu Shushu was sighing. Now her eyes are shining.

Oh, saving people in a crisis? She's good at that.

Ever since Zhu Shushu, a nobody who couldn't even make it into the ranks of the eighteenth-tier celebrities, caught the public's attention, the entertainment industry's whole vibe suddenly took a bizarre turn.

Other actresses rely on their looks and talent. Zhu Shushu relies on luck and a willingness to take risks.

Other actresses make the trending lists with their looks, their shows, and marketing accounts. Zhu Shushu makes them because of falling objects, stage accidents, terrorist attacks, and breaking news _(:з"∠)_

Her fans, torn every day between world peace and their idol's career, are crying so loudly.

#EveryDayIWatchMyIdolSaveSomeone

#IfTheEarthDoesntExplodeMyIdolCanTakeALongVacationIfTheUniverseDoesntRestartMyIdolCanRest

#MyIdolKeepsDancingOnTheEdgeOfDeath

#SheCouldMakeALivingOnTalentButSheInsistsOnRelyingOnLuck

#MyIdolsLooksAreLessThanHerTalentWhichIsLessThanHerLuck

Blurb for this book:

Blurb 1:

Year 1335 of the Star Calendar.

As interstellar races continue to grow, the number of space criminals keeps increasing. To punish them, the Federation government joined forces with the most powerful gaming company on the Central Star to develop a horror survival game called [Salvation Plan].

It is called salvation, but it's really punishment.

Once-powerful criminals who treated human lives as worthless are reduced to entertainment for the masses. Weakened to ordinary people, they can only rely on the audience's tips to redeem tools for escape.

So here's the question.

The moment she opens her eyes, she finds herself surrounded by a group of thugs whose average height is over two meters, all glaring at her.

What should she do?

Bai Tutu's eyes fill with tears. "I'm just a poor, weak, helpless little bunny who just woke up and is still confused!"

Later, interstellar netizens watch Bai Tutu wiggle her little tail as she struggles to escape with a group of rough men, all looking on with concern.

"Her little paws are hurt! Send money to get Tutu a manicure!"

"Her fur is dirty! Send money to get Tutu a makeover!"

"Tutu's scared! Send money to buy her some yummy snacks!"

"Um... why not send her money for weapons to help her escape?" a newcomer asks timidly, raising a hand.

Bai Tutu tilts her head cutely toward the camera and beams. Her mouth is full of fangs, and the claws on her paws glint, sharp as knives and cold as ice.

"Please, be kind and save Tutu."

[Ding, Your Big Spender has tipped Bai Tutu, an interstellar criminal, 100,000 starcoins, with the message: 'I'll take care of you.']

If cuteness is a sin, then I'm beyond redemption.

Blurb 2:

On April 19, 8677 of the Former Star Era, an unusually prolonged disaster struck the T Star System. Small animals went extinct one after another. To ensure the survival of their species, humans were forced to fuse their genes with those of other creatures in large numbers to resist the disaster's ravages.

The weak are prey for the strong, and only the fittest survive. Small animals without strong survival instincts vanished from history altogether.

Then, a thousand years later, a primitive rabbit appeared out of nowhere.

Livestream viewers: "So cute! What kind of species is this? I want one!"

Survivors: "What the heck! If primitive rodents were this strong, how did they go extinct? QAQ"

Big Spender: "There's only one, and she already has an owner. Thanks for asking."

Bai Tutu (retracts claws): Quiet and cute.jpg

A violent rabbit who plays dumb while desperately escaping vs. a poker-faced marshal who tips big and has a soft spot for cuteness

Note:

1. She focuses on escaping the game in the beginning, then returns to interstellar society later. One-on-one romance, both leads are each other's first.

2. This hopeless author will try to make the story logical, but logic has ideas of its own. Little angels, just enjoy it without overthinking.

Theme: How to handle interpersonal relationships properly