The Hamster Ball Is Being Spoiled by a Villainous Antagonist

Zhizhi is a little hamster. He's a hundred years old, yet still timid, socially anxious, and a crybaby, the most hopeless little monster around. In recent years, humans have become increasingly competitive, and a poor hamster with no special skills can't even afford the pine nuts he likes.

To make matters worse, he wakes up to find that he's transmigrated into a book.

He's become the same-sex lover of the story's big villain. In the book, the villain is so rich he could rival a country, and gives his lover 500,000 yuan in spending money every month! Zhizhi has never seen so much money!

But the villain is extremely possessive. He won't let his lover interact with anyone else, and if his lover runs away, he'll drag him back and lock him in a dark room!!

In the end, he and his lover die together!

Terrifying!

Having transmigrated to the day he signs a marriage contract with the villain, Zhizhi thinks: This mouse's life is over. QAQ

The little hamster trembles in fear, swipes a card, and buys two hundred jin of roasted pine nuts to bury himself in. It would be worth it even if he died like this! The world outside is so hard to survive in. There's no way he's going out!

She Jun is a jiaoshe on the verge of becoming a dragon. He senses that his destined love tribulation is coming, and that it has something to do with a young celebrity. After bringing him home, he decides the celebrity might not be quite right in the head.

"Damn it, why'd you buy so many pine nuts?" The boss, picking up a delivery in his Rolls-Royce, can't understand.

"QAQ I'm sorry, don't be mad at me!"

When was I mad? I'm obviously the kindest guy around!

"I've given you all the resources you need. Are you going to that variety show or not? Get out there and make something of yourself!" The snake, patiently trying to coax the hamster out of the house, gets a headache.

"I... I don't dare. There are too many people outside..."

Wait, you haven't left the house in three months?

"You little good-for-nothing. I've taught you for ages, so why haven't you improved at all?" The snake tugs the hamster out from under the bed, even the tip of his tail straining with the effort.

"Waaah! D-don't bite me! TVT"

Hey, you! Turn back into a human already!

"What tribulation? I like this idiot, and if anyone's got a problem with it, they can come at me!"

A timid, weepy, money-loving, socially anxious hamster VS a snake who thinks he's the greatest being alive

Coming soon: The Frail Cannon Fodder Can't Possibly Be the White Moonlight [Insectoid]

Lan Ge transmigrates into a story set in the Insectoid world as a violent, disabled, twisted male Insectoid cannon fodder.

The cannon fodder abuses the protagonist, a male, both physically and emotionally, forcing him to rebel against the Empire and raise the banner of revolt.

Three months later, the protagonist will storm the Empire's Central Star and personally torture the cannon fodder to death, avenging himself.

The comments section is full of cheers and sympathy.

If he were a reader, he would find it satisfying too.

But now he's the cannon fodder, and it's so unfair. Lan Ge thinks, thanks for asking, he faints at the sight of blood.

And to make matters worse, this body has a serious genetic disease. How many lives does he have to follow the plot?

But he can't just stand by and let someone go unsaved. It's only the plot, so he'll fake his way through it. That should count.

Akalaya kneels in the basement, listening to the male Insectoid in front of him argue with that electronic voice in his thoughts. He quietly puts away the dagger in his sleeve.

"Beep. Plot point: The mastermind demands that Akalaya be whipped."

Akalaya clenches his fists, but then sees the male Insectoid pull out a pile of makeup.

"Leave it to me. What a great back. A battle-worn look will be easy to create."

"Beep beep. The Host must remove Akalaya's wings."

Akalaya prepares to escape, but then sees the male Insectoid pull out a pair of convincingly realistic fake wings.

"They're black butterfly wings. Look at the details. I hope nobody notices."

Akalaya lowers his head.

Late that night, he lies beneath the bedroom bed, watching the male Insectoid endure the pain of genetic collapse. Gritting his teeth, he sends his comrades his location.

Half a month passes quickly. His comrades rescue him, and when the rebel army occupies the palace, Akalaya sees the male Insectoid again for the first time in a long while.

The notorious male Insectoid is chained to a pillory in the square as a warning to those who refuse to obey.

By then, he has completely lost the ability to walk. When he sees Akalaya, he gives him a faint smile, earning a merciless lash from the guard.

Panic rises in Akalaya's heart. He thinks, once the trial is over, he'll take the male Insectoid home. Bringing these tyrannical male Insectoids to justice is the duty of the current government

"Time's up. System, send me back."

But he hears Lan Ge say that instead.

[Assessment: Mission failed. Correcting the error.]

As soon as the words fall, the male Insectoid fades as if drained of color. His hair turns white, leaving only a ruined body behind.

That same year, the Federation's new chief councilor descends into obsession, using the resources of the entire nation to search for a blue planet called... Earth.

Three years later, on a remote, low-grade Insectoid planet, an art livestream quietly goes online. The sound of the streamer's voice eases the chief councilor's furrowed brow after a sleepless night.

"So you want me to help you pursue someone from your homeworld?"

The Earth transmigrator, who was captured and brought back right after arriving in the Insectoid world, is the original male protagonist and top. He stares blankly at the particle gun pointed at his forehead and the mentally unstable male Insectoid leader.

"Bro, playing pitiful is guaranteed to help you win over a male Insectoid!"

Sorry, fellow Earthling. A possessive, obsessive psycho has set his sights on you. There's no escaping.

A rational, stubborn special-effects makeup artist top VS a possessive, brooding, rebel-army bottom

Theme: A sense of security is built on treating each other as equals