Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

"Don't worry, that person isn't a member of the Knights. Besides, we have proper authorization from the Knights, so there won't be any problems."

Su Ming guessed that Grandpa Lu also thought the white silk collection certificate was too outrageous and couldn't possibly be real. He was probably just here to test the waters.

"Really?"

Linglan peeked her little head out from under the covers, blinked her eyes, and revealed a smile of relief after surviving a disaster.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a pervert. At least no matter how outrageous your actions are, people will think it's normal."

Su Ming sat in his chair and said with a smile, for example, no matter how abnormal he is now, Linglan can turn a blind eye to it.

"Get lost!" Linglan angrily stuck out a little foot and kicked Su Ming. Who would want to be a pervert for no reason? Pervert?

"Starting tomorrow, I will diligently complete Her Majesty's mission."

Linglan said earnestly and seriously that, to show her determination, she would stop wearing white stockings starting tomorrow.

We need to give Su Ming a good talking-to; if he continues like this, he'll become a social outcast!

"Going to sleep, hmph!"

Lily of the Valley rolled over and prepared to sleep. She would get up early tomorrow to meet her KPI targets and strive to return to Winterfell as soon as possible to become a full-fledged nun.

Su Ming shrugged, sat on the sofa, and casually flipped through the little yellow book he had read before.

When the night was deep and quiet, Su Ming glanced at the bed and saw that Linglan had already fallen into a sweet dream.

Seeing that Linglan was sleeping soundly, Su Ming took out strawberry panties from his backpack, preparing to test just how much of a shock the so-called negative effects would cause.

I didn't have a strong reaction when I used it before, maybe because the background music was too catchy and I didn't notice it.

Now that it's late at night and all is quiet, there's a cute little nun sleeping soundly not far away. You could almost test the effects of this negative influence.

Su Ming directly put the strawberry panties on his head in a righteous way. As everyone knows, the Crown of Reason should be worn on the head, otherwise where should it be worn?

In a short moment, Su Ming felt the praise of lofty morality. Miss Linglan on the bed had never become so charming. Even her slightly curved eyebrows in her sleep were so delicate and lovely.

Hard.

This time it's for real.

Fortunately, Su Ming had made preparations in advance. He put on Miss Columbia's panties again, and in an instant, a sacred light shone, and the time of the sage arrived.

He had long wanted to try this out, to see if the Sage Time would prevail, or if the power of the Sorrowful Ones would break through the heavens.

Su Ming felt as if two little figures had appeared in his head, one of which was shouting, "She's your servant. Isn't it normal for a servant to help the executor with normal needs?"

Another voice, controlling Su Ming's right hand, slapped him hard across the face. "That's enough! Have you forgotten Miss Columbia? A mere lily of the valley isn't enough to make you abandon the ideals of the sage!"

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds, then murmured, "How about I print out a picture of Miss Columbia now and stick it on Linglan's face...!"

The two voices in my head fell silent and said in unison, "6."

Before Su Ming could take any action, he felt a little dizzy, or to put it simply, his vision went black.

[Warning: Conflicting negative impacts]

Su Ming spun smoothly and fell onto the bed, still wearing the strawberry panties with lily of the valley on her head.

"What's wrong…?"

Linglan rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she saw Su Ming unconscious again, she paused for a second before noticing the unusually familiar panties.

It was still above Su Ming's head.

Linglan's pretty face instantly turned bright red. What on earth had this person been doing while she was sleeping?

She hurriedly tried to pull the panties off, but found that they seemed to be fused with Su Ming's head, and she couldn't remove them no matter how hard she tried.

During this time, Suzuran felt her body getting hot. At first, she didn't realize the change until she unconsciously let out a breath.

Linglan took a deep breath and found that Su Ming in front of her had become more pleasing to the eye, even his eyebrows had become very charming.

"What's wrong with me?"

A look of confusion flashed in Lily of the Valley's eyes as she gently touched the soft spot.

The next morning.

Su Ming sat up in bed groggily. He had slept very soundly and even had a strange dream about drowning.

He subconsciously touched his face and found many water stains on it, and could vaguely smell the fragrance of snow lotus.

"Lily of the valley?"

Su Ming turned his head to look at the bed, wondering if Linglan hadn't noticed that he had been unconscious yesterday.

It was only when I looked that I realized Miss Linglan was curled up in bed, looking weak. When she saw Su Ming wake up, her face turned slightly red, but she didn't have the strength to speak.

Chapter 076: Drawing Back the Curtain on the Seizure of the Gods' Power

"Went for a morning run?"

"You're so weak. I told you to exercise more often. See? I was right."

Su Ming gently rubbed Linglan's head, and the little nun let out a cute little hum. Her face slightly flushed, she looked up earnestly and explained, "I just had a nightmare last night..."

When Linglan saw Su Ming, she couldn't help but think of her crazy behavior last night. She was not normal at all. How could she keep going until dawn?

I'm so shy!

Linglan covered her face with the blanket, thinking to herself, how could she possibly tell anyone that she was suffering from Chongxu? Let alone speaking, she probably couldn't even walk right now, and she had to use the blanket to cover the water stains on the sheets.

"Didn't we say we were going to diligently complete Her Majesty's task today?"

Su Ming pointed to the door, "Let's go, and grab some breakfast while we're at it."

"You go first, I have something to do," Linglan stammered. "Actually, what you said makes sense. Slacking off is really good, and I, Antalina, agree!"

"what?"

Su Ming suspected that Linglan's head had been kicked by Bai Si. Could these words really have come from Linglan's mouth? Could this child have been possessed?

"are you crazy?"

Su Ming remained silent for a long time before finally blurting out this sentence, which made Linglan so angry that she almost threw off the covers and kicked him hard to see what kind of nonsense was in his head!

"You're the one who's sick! Get out of here!"

Linglan was so angry that she told Zhidong to swear. You should know that the little nun had never sworn before, so she was obviously really anxious.

"Just go out, why are you being so fierce?" Su Ming pursed his lips. Women are so hard to understand. She was fine last night, why is she suddenly throwing a tantrum this morning?

He waved and left the room. Linglan felt as if all her strength had left her body. She let out a breath and collapsed onto the bed in relaxation.

At least their dignity was preserved; otherwise, their perverted nature would have been completely confirmed.

Linglan lifted the covers, sighed as she looked at the large, obvious water stains on the sheets, and quickly began to tidy up the sheets and duvet cover.

I often do these kinds of chores at home, so I quickly and skillfully carried it into the toilet and put it in a basin to soak.

This is considered a preliminary destruction of physical evidence. Even if Su Ming sees the soaked sheets, he won't be able to guess the reason. He might as well say that a passing pigeon dirtied the sheets.

Okay, it's decided then!

Linglan smiled gently, but quickly realized something, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face.

In less than half a month, how did she become like this!

Linglan knew that the little nun hadn't disappeared; it was just that being around Su Ming made her feel at ease, free from worries, and she could be herself without fear of being abandoned.

Maybe this isn't so bad, but we should restrain ourselves a bit in the future.

Linglan smiled involuntarily. The morning sunlight fell on the girl's clothes, creating a faint halo.

She has really changed, yet it seems like she has never changed at all.

Outside the Goethe Hotel.

As soon as Su Ming stepped out of the hotel, he saw a familiar golden hair and a white feather floating around in the emergency food.

"Hey, Golden Retriever, what a coincidence."

Su Ming walked over with a smile to greet her. Although he was wearing a mask, Ying would never forget that voice.

"why is it you again!"

Ying glared at Su Ming through gritted teeth, "I know you've been using a fake name all this time. You must be doing bad things all the time and are afraid to use your real name for fear of retribution."

"It seems you know me quite well."

Su Ming leaned against the hotel door, chuckled, and said, "Why don't you guess my identity? If you guess right, I'll provide you with free accommodation, how about it?"

He pointed to the Goethe Hotel behind him and said with a smile, "This is my territory now."

"what?"

Ying looked at the old Goethe beside her with disbelief and asked, "Boss, I need a room."

"You adventurer, you may not know this, but this gentleman booked the entire hotel for a year a week ago."

Old Goethe broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that these two were not easy to mess with. Why should a working man make things difficult for another working man? He should find a chance to run away.

Ying was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at the scale of the Goethe Hotel, glanced at Su Ming, and nodded decisively.

"make a deal!"

Paimon's lips twitched slightly. He had a feeling that Yingzi's bottom line was changing flexibly. In just one minute, it had changed from "Next time I see that guy, I must give him a good punch!" to "I have no choice but to have a place to rest."

Paimon could understand, though, since she and Ying had spent the night in a tavern, and sleeping on a table was hardly a pleasant experience.

"You must be an executive officer of the Fatui, right? I'd guess you're within the top eleven!"

Ying stood with her hands on her hips, very confident. Anyway, there were only eleven executives, so she couldn't be wrong no matter what she guessed.

Su Ming was delighted. It had to be Ying. The network speed was at least 2G. It seemed that the message transmission speed on the snow mountain was indeed not that fast.

Old Goethe wanted to say "6" but left early to avoid trouble.

“You guessed half right, so I can only offer half-price accommodation. Of course, you can refuse,” Su Ming shrugged and said with a smile, “Nice to meet you. I am the twelfth seat of the Fatui Clan Executive. You can call me Hermit.”

"A guy I've never heard of before."

Yingliu frowned slightly. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that this must be very valuable information. Why would this guy kindly tell him this?

They're not planning to kill me to silence me, are they?