I Opened an Animal Clinic on a Desert Island

After Jiang Zihan accidentally slipped off a cliff, she closed her eyes and opened them again to find herself transmigrated to another world.

The place was a wasteland of ruins, a scene straight out of the apocalypse.

Mutated animals were everywhere: white tigers covered in pustules, hamsters with mouths full of fangs. Even the plants were unusual. One prick from them would leave you hurting for half the night.

The good news was that she was bound to a System that let her exchange points for abilities. The bad news was that the talent she got from opening her first crate was healing, which was no help at all with surviving here.

She managed to find a relatively safe place to hole up. Looking at the bizarre little animals, she couldn't help pulling out a knife...

She cut away their diseased parts, and the animals returned to normal. Her points went up, too.

Just as she was starving, supplies fell from the sky. One of them even said, "[Master of Balance] tipped you 10 little bread rolls."

The familiar scene made her realize this was probably a livestream, and she was the spectacle being watched by the audience on the other side of the screen.

Jiang Zihan: Do they think I'm putting on a show for them?

She got furious for a moment, but what could she do? Anyone who gave her food and drink was as good as a parent who'd given her a new life.

As she treated more and more animals, the tips of supplies piled up until she had more than she could use. Gradually, she figured out what the audience liked to watch.

This was a place of exile, crammed with mutated monsters. Cameras were everywhere, monitoring every move.

Jiang Zihan led her companions in clearing farmland and becoming self-sufficient. Their lives grew more and more comfortable.

When the higher-ups saw one mutated war beast after another return to normal, they finally couldn't sit still and sent in the military to investigate.

She grinned and led a group of powerful war beasts past them.

Cute, right? They're all mine!

**Coming Soon 1: The Interstellar Chef Starts with Pickles**

When Qiao Song woke up, she had transmigrated to the interstellar card era. She had only a few hundred star coins in her account, a newly awakened [Pickling] card, and jars upon jars of pickles by her side.

To survive, she moved into the slums, set up a stall selling boxed meals, and earned enough to open a shop. Gradually, she established a foothold in the interstellar world.

Watching the number of star coins in her account grow, Qiao Song began planning a wonderful life with three days of work and four days off. Little did she know that news of her little shop was slowly spreading across the Star Net.

A bowl of delicious soup, a plate of springy noodles, and a spoonful of tangy pickles: a chronic ailment that had plagued someone for ages was gradually getting better!

Eating a meat-stuffed flatbread while exploring a secret realm let someone kill a Class C aberrant beast with a single punch!

There were plenty of stories like these. Netizens mocked the no-name restaurant, saying its owners would make up anything for publicity.

Who could have guessed that one dark horse after another would emerge from that backward planet, and that they all came from the slums near the restaurant?

The Star Net was stunned. Could all those rumors about the restaurant really be true?

**Coming Soon 2: The Pollution Zone's Ace Food Truck**

A new discussion thread appeared in the Star Net's pollution zone, and people began posting all sorts of strange things:

[Where Is the Amazing Food Truck?]

1L: Help! There's an eight-legged thing in the east district. I can't beat it. Can I ask the chef to help?

2L: Go ahead and ask. Maybe it'll be in your lunch box tomorrow.

5L: Help! I'll pay ten times the points for a normal menu. Please!

7L: Um... but the lunch box last time was really good.

10L: Is that so? I'd be happier if I hadn't seen what the ingredients looked like with my own eyes.

14L: If you don't like it, there are other food trucks people recommend. Good food at low prices.

16L: You think I don't want to? Forget the stats, the taste doesn't even come close!

25L: I've already called her. Whatever.

30L: Coordinates: District A xxx:xxxx:xxxx. You're welcome.

37L: She's here, she's here! She's charging over with a cleaver!

55L: ...That's actually delicious.

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