Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

The players around him looked at Chris in silence, their eyes lost in emptiness.

Originally they wanted to refute.

However, an inexplicable force caused their consciousness to sink little by little, into a desperate nightmare.

There, some of them turned into villagers, some turned into animals, and some turned into monsters.

They hunt and roam the earth due to their nature, but are ruthlessly captured by evil players and become playthings in their hands. They are objects that can be teased and watched at will, no different from clowns in a circus.

The despair and embarrassment, the suffocating feeling of losing freedom and the severe pain in body and mind made them feel truly,

“Huff….”

When suddenly awakened from a nightmare, the player will fall into the next nightmare.

Every dream is different.

In every dream, the abuser becomes the victim.

When the identities began to reverse, they looked at their evil selves from the perspective of villagers and other creatures, stretching out their evil claws towards them, and a great sense of guilt and fear quickly surged in their hearts.

"Help!"

"help me!"

"What is this? How do I wake up from this dream?"

There is no escape.

Because the players at the time did not give them a chance to escape.

It is precisely this endless bullying and flickering hope that has pushed the villagers step by step into the abyss of despair.

Although in reality it was only a matter of seconds, they spent a very long time in the illusory nightmare.

This kind of physical pain finally made them start to reflect on one thing.

——Did their unintentional actions really cause so much pain to others?

Therefore, whenever they appear, they will be hated and despised by other creatures.

But the God of Creation gave them the abilities of rebirth, synthesis, brewing, destruction, and enchantment. These abilities have always been unsolvable for the weak.

A trivial joke in their eyes is enough to become the straw that breaks the camel's back. The straw accumulates and becomes heavier, causing the camel to kneel down without dignity.

But you know, it is never the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Everything it carries counts.

When consciousness of the people present returned to reality, they were relieved to have survived the disaster, but then they felt a strange sense of guilt that made them feel extremely ashamed.

They looked at each other, unable to utter a word, with cold sweat pouring down their cheeks.

Chris thought they had listened to him and smiled with a hint of relief:

"As long as we work together, we can definitely solve those difficulties."

"Now...I'll go check on those village soldiers first."

"I have no intention of hurting them, and I hope they can understand my difficulties."

After learning that the captured villagers and soldiers were placed in the recently built container houses.

Chris walked straight over with some healing potions and food.

Barbara stacked the mine carts that bound them neatly, making sure they were not too close to each other, otherwise they would be broken if moved around.

"In comparison, Minecraft is more convenient. As long as the right potion is brewed, everyone can be cured."

When Chris came in, several farmers and villagers were pushing a mine cart filled with healing potions. They bowed to the busy Barbara, Bai Shu, and Ke Lai and said:

"Thanks to you players for being here, otherwise, our manor would be destroyed again."

"Yes, yes. We haven't paid land taxes or worried about conscription and monster attacks in a long time."

Saying this in front of so many villagers and soldiers gave these guys who swore allegiance to the "kingdom" a strange feeling in their hearts.

"Pathetic thing! You actually thanked the player! Have you forgotten that these stinky rats are the enemies of all of us villagers!"

"Oh friend."

The cartographer villager turned around with a look of sadness in his eyes:

"If you still remember that I am a 'villager', one of your kind, why did you swing your sword at me just now?"

The soldier was silent for a moment, and another soldier said stubbornly: "Because the 'king' didn't tell us that there are villagers here!"

The blacksmith villager said angrily: "He didn't tell you, then don't you have eyes? Can't you see our suffering? Are you puppets of the 'king'? When you were like mad beasts, chasing and killing everything, didn't you consider that we would get hurt and die!"

"You were the ones who betrayed the Kingdom first!"

The librarian villager shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"We never betrayed the Kingdom."

"But the 'Kingdom' abandoned us first."