Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

Wasabi is right.

If this trend continues, the entire world will be completely corroded by the black and red rain.

Looking upwards in the direction of the rain, I found that its source was the black and red eye in the sky.

The continuous drizzle at this moment is like tears of blood.

Soon, the surrounding area was corroded to the point that only gray rocks were left, with only a few buildings standing alone on this desolate plain.

"Woo woo, are we unable to get out?"

"Mom! The world really is ending here!"

"Is my Big Banana fortune telling true? Are we really all going to die?"

"Oh wow, my beautiful aquarium, my little house! They're all gone! Who on earth created all this! (｀へ′)"

Some players were panicked, some were angry, but most were at a loss and found it novel.

After hearing the player above shout, Chris whispered:

“It’s us…”

"What caused all this was the war and aggression between us, as well as the greed and arrogance in our hearts... These negative emotions were combined and blended by the new god into a huge eye in the sky."

"And the way to end this is to gather everyone's strength to create a crossbow."

Chris stretched out his hand, and the "String of Weaving Together" dropped in his hand slowly rotated.

"Now, all we need is the synthesis table," said Greg.

Chris has already told the village king the specific steps.

I hope to use his trading system to trade the End of the World Workbench using the End of the World Powder.

Greg couldn't guarantee that this method would work, but it was indeed the last resort.

Besides, besides that...

They all felt that the players really should have a good chat with the villagers.

There were lightning and thunder outside, and Mustard, who was standing against the light by the window, looked a little scary.

He looked at everyone with a smile, waiting for a good show to begin.

However, the result disappointed him a little.

The king used his scepter to support himself and stood up from the throne.

His face looked very bad, and it was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the influence of the mourning doll.

But his ability to resist memory is much better than others.

Looking around, those nobles were already trembling with fear, foaming at the mouth, and some were even unconscious.

Perhaps it was because of their own greed that they could never face their past, Mustard's past, and the past of those players who lost their freedom forever because of them.

They are termites in the magnificent palaces of the kingdom. Under the grand decoration, they are all show and no substance but rotten inside. They have no thoughts, no sympathy, no mercy, and no enthusiasm. They have sat high and mighty for too long and have never seen the sufferings of the world. Therefore, they have no lofty things in their hearts to support them, and eventually they become slaves to their desires.

He deserves the fate he has ended up like this.

And the village king...

The trading system exists because of him, the foundations of the kingdom were built by him, and it was his birth that laid a solid foundation for the liberation of countless villagers in the future - he did make some contributions after all.

These tangible contributions prevented his heart from permanently storing the blood and tears of the dead, and the whispers in his ears from driving him crazy.

The once proud king now looks a little hunched.

It was like fighting a terrible and losing battle.

Looking down at everything below, his most elite soldiers had already lost their will to fight and no longer had the strength to stand up;

However, the puppet he was so proud of was easily manipulated and toyed with by the exile;

Even if fireworks were set off to attract the kingdom's reserve troops from afar, they would not be able to reverse the current situation because the king knew the strength of those players and monsters.

——He became a king with an empty throne.

Looking at the group of war iron golems dancing a weird hip-shaking dance led by Mustard, the village king finally let out a long sigh.

Sigh for myself and for the kingdom.

It is said that a speck of dust from the times can become a mountain on anyone's head, but the rise and fall of the kingdom era were not witnessed by him alone.

I thought I would keep on overcoming all the difficulties and make the kingdom's trading system spread across every corner of this continent.

But now all the realities have shown that he was wrong, extremely wrong.

To ignore the suffering of others is to allow the giant hands of power and wealth to cover your eyes and block your ears, so that you will find it difficult to notice when disaster strikes you.

——Fortunately, the Mourning Doll used other people's experiences to truly convey to him the sufferings of the times and the changes in the world, allowing him to personally feel the consequences of his tyranny.

Perhaps the king finally came to his senses at this moment:

The world should never be owned or monopolized by anyone, because it is not just the world of one person.

It's 'our' world.