Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

Chapter 661 The Adult World is So Sad

I am not worried about those articles that defame me. After all, in this world, there will always be some people who don't like me. I don't need to know too much about those rubbish.

Looking at the reflection in the water, to be honest, I haven't seen it for a long time. The nights in Xumi are always full of water vapor, and the moonlight makes the reflected human figures not very clear.

I felt a strange pain in my eyes. When I looked carefully, everything was normal inside my eyes, but it just made me feel scary...

Or maybe unknowingly, your resentment has become heavier, and those hatreds that cannot be relieved have already permeated into every aspect, making your eyes and face even sharper and more scary.

“…I didn’t want to say that.”

I don’t want to do this either. I don’t want to make others feel scared. I just hope that everyone can live a better life, so I will work harder. Why?

We need to severely deter those greedy businessmen so that they are willing to let ordinary people survive. We need to punish those criminals so that they understand the consequences of violating the law. We need to stop those scholars who plagiarize others, even if violence is required.

I feel like I'm acting as a disciplinary officer now...

The gods have given me special law enforcement abilities, and I also have special methods.

You need to try your best to get everything back on track.

"I'm a little tired, so I'll go home and listen to the kids' stories."

On the last night of every week, the children would share the stories they had written. Some stories were very ordinary but full of childishness, some stories revealed things that the children could not figure out but were still thinking about, and some stories were pure fantasy.

There is no high or low in stories. After all, stories are just stories, and they are meant to be watched and listened to.

"I hope I can hear an interesting story today..."

Gently humming a children's song, thinking back to the past, time passes so slowly...

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye. Time has never shown mercy to anyone. Fine wrinkles seem to have begun to appear on my face, but they are not obvious.

But I am getting old, and people who realize this are undeniably starting to feel panic. When a person begins to grow old, it means that the day will come when the body will need to be replaced.

This body cannot bear such an old soul. As time goes by, will the curse of immortality allow the soul to remain the same? Perhaps not... In a larger case, it is just the body that begins to age, but cannot have a true death.

When I think that maybe one day I will just rot away and only skin, bones and flesh will be left...

I felt an indescribable excitement...

In fear and despair, the first thing I felt was excitement. Perhaps we are born to destroy something rather than shape and possess it.

I have never had anything that truly belonged to me, and I have never had any real emotions.

"...Sun, sun, please tell me..."

I remembered a song that I hadn’t heard for a long time. I always sang it out of tune, but somehow I sang it right.

"Why? Why are there so many regrets..."

A familiar yet unfamiliar drum sound came to my mind. If it was a Qiuqiu person who played the drums, perhaps it would be just right.

"... Night, night, please tell me..."

How to keep the soul from breaking?

In the water, he saw his own soul reflected again. It was full of holes and not perfect. Too many missing memories made his soul fragile and unbearable. The knowledge that he could understand could not be explained, and because of this, his soul could not maintain its original state. In other words, he would gradually become a madman.

I reached out and slowly covered my heart in my chest. My own heart was beating gently. It was not my heart, but it was also beating gently...

"..."

If it is really my heart, will it feel the intense beating? Will it feel happy because of the beauty? Will it be filled with infinite reverie because of tomorrow? Or is it a cold heart that only knows how to kill and take the lives of others for pleasure?

I don't know how I managed to finish that long journey, but I finally reached the point where the children's story was coming to an end. I stood quietly at the door and didn't disturb them because the child was telling the story very seriously.

"In the end, everyone held hands and walked towards a better tomorrow. There may still be pain in the future, but at least they have each other!"

The children cheered with joy, and some even put the special currency in their hands on it as a token of appreciation.

I heard the ending of this story, and it sounds like a very hopeful ending.

"It's the dean!"

The child telling the story was the first to notice himself. The rest of the children turned around at the same time. Some of them rushed over, while others looked at him happily. The children had different personalities and their reactions were also different.

"Children, I'm back. Today's story time should be over. I came back a little too late... As an apology from an adult, everyone can get a free candy tomorrow~"

"Great!"

The children cheered, but soon they needed to calm down and go to sleep. The adults were a little worried about the inexplicable arrival time.

After the children dispersed and returned to their rooms, people gathered around.

"The talks didn't go well? Did the businessman say something rude that upset you?"

If the situation was normal, whether the discussion was over or not, we would come back soon, not like now.

"That businessman broke the law and tried to recruit me into his gang, but I refused." The sword in his hand was slightly exposed. He had hidden the sword on his back all the way. "I almost cut off his head with this sword."

"But your sword cut his hair, didn't it?"

"Ah."

He looked at the other person and nodded seriously.

"I can see that you were thinking about whether you should take action, but you didn't do it in the end, so you hesitated for so long. So he turned out to be a bad guy? His reputation is pretty good. I always thought he was a good guy..."

Another chef who had been there a long time responded and was also thinking about it.

"It is because what you do cannot be easily known that you will try your best to improve your reputation. I remember what you said!"

Looking at the teacher who specialized in teaching children knitting, she nodded, indicating that what the other party said was correct.

"This annoying adult world is so sad..." the kitchen helper sighed.