I Became Famous Across the Stars Through Livestreaming

Shen Qingqing accidentally lost her sight. An accident occurred during surgery, and when she woke up, she had been taken in by a kind stranger and had no money. She heard that people could make money by livestreaming online, so she started livestreaming too, telling the story of five thousand years of Chinese history.

But what she didn't know was this:

In the 66th century of the interstellar era, humanity had gone extinct, Earth had been destroyed, and civilization had suffered a rupture. More than six thousand years later, the descendants of Earth's survivors had come to rule the world. The various races that had emerged from them kept searching desperately for ancient civilization, but had found only scattered fragments.

Until one day, a livestream room suddenly appeared on Galaxy Live: A Livestream of Five Thousand Years of Chinese History.

The viewers who saw it were stunned and quickly reported it. "What race has the nerve to livestream Chinese civilization?"

"Everyone, report this! Scammer streamer, get lost!"

Later, in the livestream room...

A professor from the highest-ranked interstellar university camped out in the room, sitting in rows with everyone else to take notes.

Billions of interstellar soldiers listened to the streamer play the guqin while blowing up planets.

The National Academy of Sciences dispatched its highest-level protection team, vowing to keep the streamer safe at all costs!

Billions of viewers showered her with tips:

"Aaaah, I'll pay ten million credits! Please play The Butterfly Lovers again!"

"There was once a sumptuous banquet right in front of me, and I didn't appreciate it. Now I'll offer a hundred billion planets and beg you to give me just one bite of food!"

Shen Qingqing, alarmed by the inflation: "Are livestreams really this wild now? Ten million in tips for one song? Is this paid hype from a rival streamer?"

Five years later, Shen Qingqing opened her eyes.

Looking at the billions of viewers tipping without limit in her livestream room, she saw a handsome man kneeling beside her. He had once been the cold, heartless leader of the mechanical race, but now he was a housekeeping robot she had bought to support the household.

The ruthless king of the beastfolk was now a soft little snake coiled around her wrist.

The cold-as-ice leader of the nature race was now the flowering love-and-peace tree she kept at home.

The brutal, ferocious marshal of the insect race was now kneeling at the hem of her skirt, his black stinger quietly curling around her ankle.

Shen Qingqing suddenly realized she might have transmigrated...

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