Streaming Earth Cuisine In The Interstellar to Raise Star Cubs

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Ning Yunyi had transmigrated. The good news was that his original body came from a prestigious family – his mother was from the Imperial Royalty, and his father was a high-ranking official in the Federation Research Institute. His older brother was a double S-rank in spiritual power, serving in the Imperial Military. The bad news was that his family had suffered a series of misfortunes, and the defenseless him was driven to a tr*sh planet to fend for himself, accompanied by a 3-year-old cub of unknown paternity.

Patriarch Ning Yunyi of the Ancient Martial Sect, whose combat power was maxed out, looked at the kitten-like cub, his heart trembling from the fluffy, round-eyed cuteness.

To raise the cub, Ning Yunyi registered an account on an interstellar live-streaming platform, live-streaming the cooking of ancient Blue Planet delicacies.

On the first day of the broadcast, Ning Yunyi went viral.

#Let’s dig into that host who’s using precious Ancient Blue Planet ingredients to cook#

#The Director of the Ancient Research Institute fainted, all because of#

#Can the dishes made with Ancient Blue Planet ingredients even be eaten? Won’t they be poisonous?#

On the second day, the entire interstellar world was dumbfounded.

#Who can give us a rundown on what species this is?#

#Shocking!! The host on a certain platform is actually presenting extinct Ancient Blue Planet species?#

On the Nth day of the broadcast.

#Am I the only one who wants to be a star cub dad?#

The result was, the person who posted this thread received a special reply from the account of the missing Interstellar Marshal, who had been gone for half a year: No, you don’t.

The entire interstellar community thought it was a fake account, but when they clicked on it, it was indeed the Marshal himself: ???

One day when Ning Yunyi was live-streaming his cub-raising, he found an injured, dying large feline. Seeing its fluffy coat, his appetite was whetted, but raising one was raising one – who said raising two was any different?

A frenzy of the fluff-obsessed!

Only later… the big and small fluffs were becoming more and more alike.

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