Planetary Manager: There Are Too Many Men Wanting to Be My Spouse.

La Lang transmigrated into an advanced world, and her identity was a poor, orphaned student who managed to clinch a scholarship from a prestigious university on the main planet of the Nova Empire!

La Lang gritted her teeth and relied on the original memory to finish her degree. Though not of the highest rank, she graduated safely and in the top three! Ranking 3rd, overwhelming thousands of students and stably sitting on the bronze throne.

With a luxurious job placed on her lap, La Lang was ready to fight her way to the world of the rich until something happened.

On the first day of her trip to a planet she has to manage, her StarCraft encounters a newly formed wormhole. La Lang was then thrown into a new and unknown planet, a world of...Beastmen.


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Ashanti, The Leopard Tribe's Prince: Lang Lang~ How about mating with me?~ :D

Triona, The Merman's King: Lang~ You don't like my face anymore? :(

Drex, Snake Kin's Shaman: Lang ignored me. She didn't wear my gift. :(

Farax, Peacock's Clan Beauty: Lang'er didn't watch my courting dance. T=T

Wester, Fox's Tribe High Elder: Langlang doesn't coax me anymore... t_t


La Lang: *Working hard on collecting data, growing crops, and researching diseases.* ... I treat you as fellow associates but you treat me as your wife?!!!