"You're all bullying me! I'm going to tell the village chief!"
"I'll punish you in the name of the moon!"
"I'm going to be King of the Pirates!"
"George, let's put on clothes and pretend to be Daddy and Mummy..."
"Curse you, Pleasant Goat! I'll be back!"
"Guess how many sweets I have. Get it right, and you can have them all."
Sometimes a little boy's voice, sometimes a little girl's—an endless stream of provocations.
No one was talking to Lin Bai. He simply said whatever came into his head.
Childish voices coming from a television would have sounded innocent and playful. But echoing through the mountain forests, with each sentence as mismatched as a donkey's lips on a horse's mouth, no connection between one line and the next, and no speaker in sight, they felt like ghosts haunting an empty valley.
Especially with a band of crazed, red-eyed women in the sky, screaming for blood...
"Have the people from Flower-Washing Valley gone mad? They abandoned their homes and livelihoods to escape Lin Bai, finally got this far, and now they're suddenly charging back, red-faced with rage?"
"Clearly, they aren't in control of themselves. They've even lost their basic judgment."
"Don't forget, this world has a spell called Bewitchment."
"I fucking know I can't beat Lin Bai, but I still want to go over and kill him. I can't stop myself." In a brief moment of recovered reason, [Fairy Lover] glanced at the scrolling comments and hurriedly replied, "Experts out there, help us think of something! This is too bizarre."
"It affects players too? That's ridiculous."
"The Game Company gave you your body in the game. It's perfectly normal for them to temporarily revoke your control over it, right? Just like a cutscene—you can't control your character then