After Picking up an Alien Cat, I Became the Queen of the Cyber World

Why is it so difficult for me, a poor female student from the mineral planet, to earn some tuition and fees during the summer vacation? The various recruitment traps are simply hard to guard against. When I went out, I encountered a gunfight on the street. The little orange cat I picked up out of kindness was a little abnormal. What's wrong with this world? Is there no room for a poor student who just wants to be a salted fish? What? The world is going to end? Destroy it, I'm tired. . . . No, the world is destroyed, how can I still be a salted fish? Little orange cat, give me the power to destroy the world, or the cat food tonight will be halved! What? You don't eat cat food, but you want to eat raw crystals? Is one gram worth the same raw crystal as a villa in the imperial capital? Okay, I'll go work and make money to buy you raw crystals. . . . Concept: Living in a cyberpunk world under the rule of an empire, how should a poor female student struggle to survive?