I thought the little boat had sailed past countless mountains, but the Titanic hit an iceberg

Just as Gu Luosheng was getting carried away, she tilted her head and glanced at the sponsor.

Oh, the livestream's viewer count had peaked. Time to plug their brand.

"I thought our little boat had finally sailed past countless mountains, but turns out the Titanic hit an iceberg. They're really milking us post-2000 kids for all we're worth."

"We're like guinea pigs for this era's upgrades."

-Crying. Actual tears.

-Sister Sheng, I suggest you delete this livestream. I'm fine, but a friend of mine is feeling personally attacked and might not survive this.

-Exactly. As kids, we thought growing up meant our little boat would have sailed past countless mountains. Then we grew up and realized there were just more mountains beyond every mountain.

"It's fine, everyone. No need to panic. If the King of Hell wants us dead at midnight, we can hang ourselves with a noodle two hours early. Oh, right, another quick plug: if Honor of Kings is too hard for you, try the game linked below."

-Huh? What game? There's nothing there.

-Sister Sheng, did you forget to add the shopping link?

-Huh? I don't see it.

-Sister Sheng?

Gu Luosheng blinked. "It's not there? Looks like the sponsor's even dumber than I am. They can't even post a link."

The sponsor: ...

Behind the scenes, the staff scrambled to put up the link.

-It's there now.

-Hahaha, Sister Sheng's really made it. She's even getting sponsored now.

-Is this game... fun?

"I don't know whether it's fun, but at least nobody should call you trash at this game..." Gu Luosheng said calmly.

The chat went blank for a few seconds, then flooded with comments.

-Don't call me out.

-Honestly, Sister Sheng's like a mind reader. Someone just chewed me out and called me a college