The Best Actor was reborn.So was that "golden thigh" — the one who had once been determined to become the Best Actor's very own keeper.But the Best Actor soon discovered that many people he knew from his past life had turned... strange.The chubby screenwriter upstairs had grown a furry tail.The baby-faced director next door would, at the drop of a hat, flash a set of canine claws.And that golden thigh who lived two villas down the street......was flashing a shimmering black-and-gold progress bar right on his forehead!On the progress bar, a line of bold text read:"Rebirth System: Rescue the Taotie Cub."The Best Actor stared flatly. A "cub"? For a thirty-five-year-old man?The golden thigh replied shyly, "Among my kind, I really am still a baby, darling~"