I am a capybara who somehow transmigrated into the body of a D-list actress caught in a massive internet scandal. Facing a barrage of online hate. I slowly chewed the cabbage in my mouth: “Sure, whatever.” The internet: … On a reality TV show, a spoiled rich heiress sneaked into my room late at night. “Can I sleep holding you?” I stared blankly and advised against it: “It’s best if you don’t.” The heiress: “I’m going to.” Me: “Alright then.” The entire internet roasted me: [Her emotional stability is too good. I want to date her.] And just like that, I skyrocketed to fame, with the whole internet screaming for me to be their mom. I stared blankly at my phone, ready to type a reply. When an elite New York billionaire gritted his teeth and warned: “If you dare reply with ‘Sure, whatever,’ just try it and see what happens.” 01 My name is Capybara. I am, literally, a capybara. My face is squarer than a guinea pig’s, my body is covered in coarse brown hair, and petting me feels like petting a broom. The daily to-do list for our capybara family consists of: Spacing out. Taking a bath. Spacing out while taking a bath. Eating grass. Spacing out. Spacing out while eating grass. We are the most zen animals in the animal kingdom. Don’t be fooled by our blank expressions; if you actually manage to provoke us… Well, you’re basically punching cotton. We usually can’t be bothered to move, but we are deeply beloved by the rest of the animal kingdom. If the journey is long, Mr. Pelican lets me stand on his back and flies me there. If the journey is short, Ms. Crocodile lets me stand on her back and gives me a ride. When it’s time to eat, we stack up like Jenga blocks on our mom’s back. As the youngest capybara, I lost my footing one time and tumbled down. When I woke up, I had transmigrated into the body of a heavily scandalized D-list actress in the entertainment industry. The system apologized to me: [Sorry, Host. I… I bound to the wrong soul.] I sat up, staring blankly, and responded. [Sure, whatever.] The system: ??? [No, I said I bound to the wrong soul. Aren't you angry?] [Mhm.] … 02 I thought the bed here was actually quite soft. I wanted to sleep. So, I lay down. It really was very soft. Unexpectedly, the original host’s ringtone blared. Under the system's panicked prompting, I successfully pressed the answer button. “Chloe, I’m already with Sophia. Stop pestering me. If you dare target Sophia again, I swear I won’t let you get away with it.” “We’re done. Delete my number.” Me: “Sure, whatever.” So, I clumsily deleted the contact saved as “Him” on WeChat. Then I turned over and continued lying on the bed like a corpse, going back to sleep. I slept for two whole days. When I woke up, I was surrounded by a large crowd of people. My manager, Linda, saw I was awake, her eyes wide with shock. “You… you’re not dead?” Next to her stood a police officer and a medical examiner. Outside the door, a few neighbors were secretly pointing their phones at me, live-streaming the scene. I was… hungry. So, I slowly got up, opened the fridge, took out a large handful of cabbage, and started munching on it. Crunch, crunch, crunch. Linda: … “What are you doing?” Me: “Eating.” She glanced at the darkened faces of the police officer and medical examiner, then yelled anxiously: “Weren't you trying to commit suicide by cutting your wrists? Your neighbors said you hadn't left your apartment for two days, the place smelled like blood, and your phone was off!” I looked at the blood on my hand. I probably bit myself by accident while sleeping again. We capybaras usually can’t tell what we can and cannot eat, plus we have bad eyesight. No wonder the cabbage in my dream tasted a bit off. Linda frowned, clearly not believing me: “If it wasn't a suicide attempt, why didn't you treat the wound?” I had a sudden realization. Oh, right. Linda: “…” The police officer and medical examiner sternly reprimanded Linda: “Please do not waste public resources. Filing a false police report is a crime.” Meanwhile, the neighbors outside the door were gossiping. “Isn't she the one who pushed Sophia into the water and got blocked by Liam? And then she faked a suicide attempt.” “Now the police have confirmed it was a false alarm.” Photos of the police walking downstairs were posted online by paparazzi. The entire internet was furious: [I am so done with her. Does she think she owns the police department? Faking suicide just because she got blocked, wasting public resources.] [It’s been three years. Has she still not given up? Our Sophia and Liam are a match made in heaven.] [She was the one who pushed Sophia on that show before. Sophia is still in the hospital!] [What's the point of faking a suicide attempt?] … 03 As soon as the police left, Linda glared at me furiously. “Look at this! Are you complaining that you don't have enough scandals already?” Her phone screen showed my trending hashtag: #Shocking: Chloe Fakes Suicide and Files False Police Report After Being Blocked by Liam# Below were the netizens’ comments. 9,999 hate comments. Linda looked at me with immense frustration: “Do you even want to survive in Hollywood anymore?” Me: “Whatever works.” She fell silent for a long time, finally covering her face. “Forget it. Let it all burn.” “You have a reality TV show tomorrow. Sophia and Liam will be there too. You went viral today, so your live-stream viewership tomorrow is going to be massive.” “Watch yourself when the time comes. But whatever you do, you’ll get hate anyway. Just… eat more, sleep more, and talk less. You’re not smart, and your emotional intelligence is low.” If it were anyone else, they would have been furious. I obediently nodded: “Okay.” This is our capybara nature: eat more, sleep more, talk less. Hmm, though "not smart" and "low emotional intelligence" was definitely a hate comment. I chose to ignore it. 04 The next day. I dragged the suitcase Linda packed for me to the filming location. The system gave me a last-minute crash course. This was a live-streamed romantic survival reality show. The female lead, Sophia, and the male lead, Liam, were also present. The original host was Liam’s gold-digging ex-girlfriend. After breaking up with a down-on-his-luck Liam, she entered the entertainment industry but never really made it big. Until Liam graduated from college, got discovered by a talent scout, and skyrocketed to become an A-list superstar. The original host repeatedly harassed Liam, looking at him with longing eyes, even blocking him at his dressing room door to talk about the past. Eventually, this disgusted Liam, and netizens dug up her dark history. She became an infamous, universally hated D-list actress. Out of jealousy over Sophia and Liam’s close interactions, she pushed Sophia, completely enraging Liam. In this romantic survival show, she acted as the villain, deepening the bond between the male and female leads. Finally, she successfully got herself killed. After explaining, the system apologized to me. Because, according to the plot, I wouldn't live much longer. I nodded. Living is fine, dying is pretty good too. The system: … 05 There were eight cast members in total: four men and four women. The male cast members were: Contestant 1, the wealthy CEO heir, Jackson; Contestant 2, the A-list superstar, Liam; Contestant 3, the award-winning actor, Ethan; Contestant 4, the New York elite billionaire, Caleb. The female cast members were: Contestant 1, the popular starlet, Sophia; Contestant 2, the wealthy heiress, Olivia; Contestant 3, the mega-influencer with millions of followers, Mia; Contestant 4… me. The moment we stepped onto the island, we entered the live-streaming zone. The men and women filed into a temporarily constructed thatched hut. We started introducing ourselves. To deepen the intimacy between the cast, the production team asked everyone to call each other by their nicknames. When it was my turn, I said seriously: “Just call me Capybara.” A few people laughed out loud. Even Caleb, standing across from me, had a smile in his eyes. The live chat, however, was flooded at that moment: [LMAO, what a clown. Is she just trying to get my idol's attention?] [The person above is being ridiculous. Everyone has a nickname. Chloe just said hers, how is that trying to get your idol's attention?] [Chloe truly has the constitution of someone who gets hated for breathing.] Sophia covered her mouth to hide a smile: “This is the first time I’ve heard Chloe’s nickname.” [See, I told you she was being a clown.] [Our Sophia even calls her 'sister,' lol. She debuted earlier than Sophia, but she's nowhere near as popular.] I didn't see the chat. I watched the others exchange pleasantries and begin assigning tasks. I sat off to the side, spacing out. So hungry. What’s for lunch? Throughout the show, the production team only communicated with us via a black two-way radio. 06 The final results came out. I was paired with Caleb. We were responsible for searching the forest for food. Sophia and Liam were a team, tasked with gathering firewood for cooking. The heiress Olivia and the CEO heir Jackson were a team, responsible for following clues to find the survival supplies left by the production team. This included drinking water, pots and pans, sleeping bags, etc. The last team was responsible for building some simple bed frames inside the thatched hut. Sophia asked me with concern: “Chloe, you don’t mind, right?” I nodded: “Whatever works for me.” She paused slightly, clearly not expecting me to agree so easily. Even Liam had a look of surprise in his eyes. He frowned, seemingly surprised that I didn't fight to be in the same group as him and Sophia. He had been certain I would throw a fit. But right now, my mind was completely blank. My mouth was slightly open, and I was perfectly still, clearly spacing out. The others felt the atmosphere getting a bit weird and quickly changed the subject. Caleb walked up to me, his hands in his pockets. "Tsk, let's go." I nodded and followed him into the forest behind the hut at a leisurely pace. This morning, I wore an outfit Linda put together for me: overalls and a pink t-shirt, paired with matching sneakers. Slung over my shoulder was a small crossbody bag with a fuzzy animal on it—a capybara. Caleb, being a New York elite, was known for his lack of patience. It wasn't until we reached the edge of the forest that he turned back to glance at me. At that moment, a bird had landed right on top of my head. And a squirrel was perched on my shoulder. I looked utterly ridiculous. He couldn't help it; the corner of his mouth twitched. I widened my eyes and blinked at him, not knowing what he was laughing at. For us capybaras, isn't this a common occurrence? [Wait, I suddenly feel like Chloe is kind of cute, a little adorkable.] [Does she have a natural zookeeper aura? That bird has been standing on Chloe’s head the whole way.] [Earlier, the squirrel was climbing on Chloe’s back, and she didn't even flinch.] [It’s staged, right? Squirrels are usually easily spooked, especially wild ones. Why would they voluntarily approach a human? Did Chloe bring her own pets? Trying to build an animal-lover persona?] … 07 Three minutes later, Caleb and I stood in front of a small lake at the edge of the forest. The lake was surrounded by dense, tall grass. It made people worry that an animal might jump out at any second. After all, this was a deserted island. No one knew if there were any fierce wild animals lurking around. Especially for the women. Furthermore, being on a deserted island with nobody else around made it the perfect setting for romance to bloom. Caleb, however, wasn't afraid. In his early years, he was thrown into a special training base on the edge of a desert for a few years. The desert had rattlesnakes and wolves at night. When he was young, he was even kidnapped once. He killed the mercenaries holding him hostage and escaped on his own. The production team knew this, which is why they allowed him to bring a tranquilizer gun and a machete onto the island. Of course, before filming began, the production team had thoroughly scouted the island to ensure there were no highly aggressive wild animals before they dared to film. But it was still a deserted island, and no one could guarantee 100% safety. Therefore, the production team sprinkled a lot of sulfur powder around the thatched hut to prevent venomous snakes and insects from getting inside. I followed Caleb's gaze. Across the lake, there was a large patch of wild kiwi and akebia fruit. Green and purple, bursting open to clearly show the flesh inside. I instinctively stepped forward, wanting to get a closer look, but Caleb shoved me back. Before I could react, I saw him pull out his tranquilizer gun. His voice was incredibly low: “There’s an alligator in the lake.” The fans in the live stream were terrified too. [It’s true. Near the edge of the lake, hidden by the water weeds, a huge alligator just came up.] [It looks like it’s swimming towards Caleb.] [Oh my god, if anything happens, it’s over. Caleb... the director and the production team are totally screwed.] The alligator moved fast. Caleb grabbed my hand and ran toward the woods. We hadn't taken many steps before the alligator came ashore. Caleb raised the tranquilizer gun and machete, on high alert. His sharp jawline was tight, and his thin lips were pressed into a hard line. I took a look at the alligator. Its large, round eyes were half-closed. It seemed to have caught my scent. It turned its head away with a look of slight disgust. But I clearly heard its voice: “It’s actually a capybara.” “Better not eat it. Eating it might cause... mental retardation.” Me: ... Three more birds flew over and continued stacking themselves on my head. I remained perfectly still. Caleb looked at me and sighed: “There’s an alligator here. We can’t get the food.” “We might go hungry for a day.” Me: ??? Hungry? That is absolutely unacceptable. What we capybaras fear most is hunger. After all, our daily routine consists of spacing out, eating, and sleeping. Missing even one of the three is a disaster. So, I took two steps forward, then another two. Step by step, it was the devil's pace. Oh, frictionless, frictionless. I stood on the back of the 200-pound alligator. Caleb: ? The crucial point was that the alligator knew what I wanted to do. After all, us capybaras have always been very popular and highly regarded in the animal kingdom. However, our image of being gluttonous, sleepy, prone to spacing out, and having intermittent phases of laziness was deeply ingrained in animal minds. Before Caleb could even react, the alligator had already swum into the middle of the lake. [Wait, this girl? What’s going on? Isn’t this a live stream? When did they add CGI?] [Throughout history, there has never been such a shocking existence! Standing on an alligator's back?] [Chloe is truly stupid. Does she really think the alligator will take her across to pick fruit?] [She’s going to get eaten in the middle of the lake. Oh my god, I can’t watch this anymore.] Caleb’s fingers twitched slightly. He kept the tranquilizer gun aimed at the alligator’s back the entire time, but the alligator had already reached the middle of the lake. I took my time picking the fruit, and then leisurely stepped on the alligator's head to come back. [This girl... she actually came back.] [Her crossbody bag is bulging. Did she really go pick fruit?] [No way, have alligators gone vegan now?] [Badass.] [Are the birds on this girl's head playing Jenga? How did it turn into six or seven of them?] [Isn't her head heavy? Her emotional stability is off the charts.] [Mind-blowing. Even fiction writers wouldn't dare write something this absurd. Who uses a 200-pound alligator as a boat?] Someone immediately screenshotted the moment I stood on the alligator's back. They even turned it into a meme and added background music. … 08 Back at the thatched hut. There were a few tents set up outside. Olivia sat on the side, her legs crossed, explaining: "The supplies we found." "The production team didn't completely leave us to die. They left a few tents, otherwise, I wouldn't dare imagine how many people could fit in that hut." The others nodded in agreement. When Caleb came back, he had even speared a fish by the lake. With the addition of the fruit, dinner for today was settled. After eating her fill, Olivia sat to the side, rubbing her stomach. "I’m still hungry. I want to eat the pork bone ramen my chef makes." I was shocked: Pork? Bone? Could it be... Sophia, standing nearby, pointed to the tent in the center. "I’m sleeping in this one tonight." The others frowned but didn't say anything. Liam chose the tent next to hers. The two of them secretly went into the woods for some romantic interaction. The live stream comments from their shippers were going crazy. I lay in the tent, recalling the days when I used to ride birds and fly. Sighing over my life on the African savanna, watching lionesses fall in love every day. Well, whatever. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Being human isn't too bad either. … 09 This was a survival romance reality show. Today, only the CEO heir, Jackson, and the influencer, Mia, were left behind to watch the tents and ensure no small animals chewed through them. Everyone else went out to search for food. Hearing Caleb say he encountered an alligator by the lake, no one dared to go there again. We could only explore the woods to see if we could find any wild animals or wild fruits. I watched the small animals eagerly approaching me, stealing glances at Caleb from time to time. He had long noticed the snow-white pelican standing upright and looking at me from across the way. Uh-oh. Remembering how much those damn clippers hurt. I instinctively took a step back in fear, bumping my back into Caleb’s chest. His warm breath fell on the top of my head. "You okay?" I nodded blankly, feeling a bit intimidated by the huge pelican across from us. Pelicans are not very popular in the animal kingdom. The reason is that they want to taste everything. They want to take a bite out of whatever passes by just to see what it tastes like. They have zero sense of boundaries. Even if they don't know you, they will try to swallow anything in front of them. And once they latch onto you, they’ll keep following you and clipping at you relentlessly. Sophia frowned slightly. The way she looked at me radiated a saintly aura, filled with blame and pity. She comforted me. "Chloe, pelicans don't eat people. You don't need to be so afraid. "You scared it." After saying that, she even walked right up to the pelican and patted its head with a smile. The pelican tilted its head, clearly a bit stunned. I heard its voice. "Hmm? Don't know what this is, but I want to eat it." The comment section was full of praise: [See, Chloe's animal-lover persona is falling apart, isn't it?] [Pelicans indeed don't eat people, and they aren't fierce animals. Why is she so scared? Is she just using this as an excuse to get close to the billionaire?] [Playing the victim, duh. Our Sophia would never do that. Animals don't lie. Look at the pelican letting Sophia pat its head without resisting at all.] …
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