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Virtual Idol in the Beast World: Five Clans Fight Over Me

Shui Qing Qiu Se
Gu Ning transmigrated to the Beastman World and was mistaken for a low-class Mixed Breed. However, as a purebred human, Gu Ning neither had the strong and durable physique of a Mixed Breed, nor was she protected like the Beast Females. To avoid being starved to death or sold off as a Mixed Breed, Gu Ning could only find work online— One day, a virtual character blogger rapidly went viral online. Every video released by this blogger featured the same Beast Female, but their clans were different. The Beastman clans have strong tribalistic views, and they were furious about this act of using the same model for different clans, leading to a storm of criticism. However, this model was simply too beautiful, and the Beastmen couldn't help but watch while they cursed, becoming avid followers: Bear Clan: "Blogger, can you release more videos of the Bear Clan's little darling? Don't just focus on the Dog Clan's!" [Donates 10,000 Honey Coins] Dog Clan: "Hee hee, we just love watching our darling, we want to see a video of our darling eating!" [Donates 100,000 Bone Coins] Wolf Clan: "That's clearly our Wolf Clan's darling!" [Donates 100,000 Bone Coins] The reclusive Merfolk Clan: "Is there no Merfolk darling?" [Donates 1,000,000 Shell Coins] * After filming a daily life video, Gu Ning took off the fake Wolf Clan beast ears, put on the fake Merfolk fins, and sighed in her heart—Beastmen's money is so easy to earn. Her joy was short-lived; Gu Ning's account was unfortunately doxxed. The Beastmen were shocked to discover that the virtual character created by this blogger actually existed in real life, and was truly the same female! The Beastmen went crazy! Gu Ning looked at the Beastmen who came chasing after her one by one, her heart trembling with fear. She was really just trying to make money, not to get involved with Beastmen! This size difference could be fatal!
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