Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Something strange has infiltrated the slacking trio.

A floating spirit holding a delicious food and eating it, a yellow-haired girl holding a teapot and drinking water crazily while complaining, and another one...

There is also a hall master who caught a guest official who was slacking off.

Looking at the two guests in front of him who didn't think there was anything wrong with slacking off, Hu Tao fell into a rare silence.

Did Su Ming lead Zhongli astray, or did Zhongli infect Su Ming?

But it doesn’t matter, their temple doesn’t have business every day.

"What are you doing?" Su Ming looked at the Qianyan Army who were eyeing him covetously not far away, and then looked at Tartaglia who was turning a blind eye beside him.

Kurumi sighed, folded his hands on the table, and his head fell on his arms with a click.

The girl's usually quirky voice turned helpless and lost, "There's no way to expand the business!"

It's obviously a normal thing, why is everyone unwilling to make a reservation?

Look at Su Ming! Look at the Fatui!

They are very sensible!

Hearing this, Su Ming remembered the two reservation orders he had on him and fell silent.

"Except for an unlucky guy like Su Ming, no one would want to make a reservation, right?" Paimon looked up from the food, confused, "But we can go find Bennett. Didn't he say he wanted to make a reservation last time?"

"Bennett?" Walnut looked up quickly, his eyes bright. "Is he your friend?"

Paimeng nodded and looked at Su Ming. "He is a person who is as unlucky as Su Ming..."

Hu Tao blinked and looked at Su Ming expectantly, "So..."

Infect it a little?

Su Ming waved his hands and said hurriedly: "Bennett was not infected by me, so my bad luck cannot be contagious!"

Before he finished speaking, Tartaglia on the side gave him a resentful look.

So why did he have the illusion that he had been unlucky recently?

Xiao Pai tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him, "But I feel like I've been infected by you!"

She would never be blown away by the wind and have Ying come to find her!

It won’t crash into a tree while flying!

Hearing this, Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Su Ming with a thoughtful look.

Is it possible that bad luck is really contagious?

"Before you say that to me, you'd better reflect on yourself!" Su Ming slapped Paimeng on the head with one hand and said righteously, "Isn't it normal that you can't fly smoothly after eating so much?"

Tartaglia looked up, looking serious, "What about me? Is it normal for me to step on a pit during a fight?"

"Eh?" Ying turned around immediately, with a strange look in her eyes, "During this period of time..."

Aren't you hiding from others? Why do you have time to fight?

"Too free." Tartaglia casually spread his hands and said, "But I have been having bad luck recently."

Su Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at Tartaglia, "Reflect on yourself. Maybe you fell into a trap during a fight because your strength has declined. Don't look for the reason in others."

Look at him, he is so unlucky that he has developed a set of little skills to save his life!

How come some people can't even make it through two hours of bad luck?

Hearing this, Tartaglia looked horrified, "My strength has declined?"

He hurriedly touched the Eye of God on his waist, then raised his hand to cover his mask, "Have you really regressed?"

When the orange-haired young man heard the word "retreat", he was terrified as if a good friend had died. He completely ignored the fact that the yellow-haired girl's eyes were about to stare a hole in the flesh on his waist.

"Ahem..." Su Ming coughed lightly and kicked Tartaglia under the table, "Be more restrained."

Before he finished speaking, Ying looked at Su Ming in shock.

Why is Fei Si not even letting her see it?

The snake spirit frightened her so much that she had no time to look, and Su Ming wrapped himself tightly so as not to be seen.

If I find my brother, I won’t be able to look at him so arrogantly!

Tartaglia endured it and reached out to tug at her clothes.

On the side, Zhongli couldn't help but look down at his clothes when he noticed Ying's gaze.

Well, I wear it very tightly.

"You've been busy enough with the Fatui's orders." Su Ming tapped Walnut's hat and said, "As far as I know, Fatui has to be defeated by some adventurer from time to time."

Not only Hu Tao is busy, he is also very busy.

When Xieying beat people, he saved them, and let Hutao bury those who couldn't be saved. This was obviously a very mature assembly line.

Ying felt a little guilty for some reason and couldn't help but reach out and touch the tip of her nose.

"Okay..." Hu Tao sighed and said helplessly: "Then I will suspend business promotion, but..."

"But what?" Paimon tilted his head and asked, "Do you have any commissions for the traveler? Beating people or curing illnesses is fine!"

"No treatment!" Su Ming stretched out his hand to interrupt, with a serious face, "Send the patient to Bubu Lu, I want to rest!"

Before he finished speaking, Ying looked at Su Ming suspiciously and asked, "Are you busy recently?"

Why do you want to take a break?

Aren’t there not many patients to begin with?

Su Ming pointed at Tartaglia and said, "The toy factory needs to be busy, and I also need to recover from my injuries."

He even had a fight with Xiao, and injured his back...

"I forgot you were lame..." Ying suddenly realized and slapped his head, "Okay, then you can rest for a few days, but don't drink too much."

I'm really afraid that next time we fight, a spark will land on Su Ming's wound...

"Even though you're taking a break, you can also go out and do some promotion!" Hu Tao stood up, obviously intending to continue working, "After all, you're the first person in our Wangsheng Hall to accept a reservation for service!"

Su Ming: ???

Su Ming curled his lips and said seriously: "Are you sure I can promote it?"

There are only three people who are carrying the scheduled service on their backs. One is Tartaglia, the notorious and wanted enforcer, and the other is Disaster, the arrogant snake spirit that almost drowned the noisy Liyue Harbor.

There is also a traveling doctor named Su Ming in Liyue Harbor who is known to be unlucky.

See which one of these is convincing?

Walnut paused, pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay."

She gave up; this approach wasn't feasible.

The slacking trio watched the busy duo and the floating spirit go away, then turned their attention back to the stage, waiting for Mr. Yun's show to begin.

Zhongli placed one hand on the tea table and the other on his folded knees. "Are we going to Tianheng Mountain for a picnic tonight?"

I want Su Ming to cook.

Before he finished speaking, Tartaglia's eyes lit up and he looked at Su Ming expectantly.

Su Ming silently lowered his head and looked at the gray mist on his fingertips.

So...if I have to cook, who should I do it for this time?

"How about..." Su Ming blinked and looked at Zhongli, "Which wine thief should we take with us?"

Zhongli's eyes flickered, indicating his tacit agreement to the proposal.

As for the wind element, it should be no problem to help fan the stove fire.

"Wine thief?" Tartaglia raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. "Which friend is it?"

Su Ming stretched out his body, his face calm, "Tonight I'll show you how the god who stole wine works to pay off his debts."

Dadalia:? ? ?

Is the profession of executive so closely related to gods?

Why do I feel like gods are everywhere after I go out on a mission?

And stealing alcohol... Could it be what he thought?