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

At night, the group separated at the street corner and went home.

Su Ming got into the Chen Ge pot, put on a thin white shirt and walked into the newly built hot spring.

The Chen Ge Hu sensed the time in the outside world and sensibly changed to night. Steam rose from the hot spring. The never-melting snowflakes of the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain piled up around the hot spring. Ice crystal butterflies flew around curiously, seemingly undisturbed.

Su Ming leaned against the stone wall and opened the skill panel that he hadn't looked at carefully for a long time.

On the first page of the panel, the icon of a small storybook flashes.

Su Ming looked at it silently for a moment, then dragged the small icon to the end.

Stay away from the garbage that eats emotion value!

【What are you looking at! 】

The long-silent person suddenly appeared, and the dazzling white light almost blinded Su Ming's eyes.

Su Ming also suppressed his irritable emotions and asked silently: "What are you doing out here?"

Why don't you just pretend to be dead?

Gods don't easily come back to life, okay? !

The little system rebelliously dragged the storybook icon to the first one and spoke insidiously.

[Do these skills look familiar to you? ]

Su Ming: ???

Su Ming looked at the rows of skills in confusion, the veins on his forehead throbbing uncontrollably.

[Night Owl]: I am going to die suddenly tonight just for Kamisato Ayaka!

[Divine Eye Resonance]: This is so deceptive, my grandpa Ying is so cute, how could I bear to let her find the Divine Eye!

【Bad Luck Extraction】: I just want to drain all your luck!

[Temporary anchor point]: It might get hot, so place it lightly on your buttocks.

[Vest]: I have so many wives, I will be beaten to death if I don’t learn how to disguise myself, right?

……

After traveling through time for more than ten years, Su Ming has never been as confused as he is now.

Why does the small system have so many skills? Why does the small system have so many skills?

At this time, he finally found the reason.

After a moment of silence, Su Ming angrily slapped the water with his hands, "You little Tongzi are a collector of dark history, right?!"

And he was clearly absorbing good luck, why did it turn into bad luck now? !

[Maybe it was because he was hit too hard by the little grass god? 】

To be honest, this little tool is indeed tailor-made for capturing memories.

Unfortunately, this host was in a miserable state. He was first hit and then squeezed, and was directly turned into pieces.

The little boy could only grab a handful of mobile phone history records before leaving...

After a while, Su Ming raised his head and asked, "So, you can see everything?"

Xiao Tongzi said confidently, "Of course, I also cracked all your passwords!"

Do one good deed every day and give the doctor and the police free decryption before leaving. How kind this little boy is!

Hearing this, Su Ming was struck by lightning.

This is bad. I can’t even preserve my reputation after my death.

Xiao Tongzi observed the host's expression from all angles, then went offline again with satisfaction, leaving the unlucky host to suffer a social death online.

The hot spring maintained a slightly scalding temperature for a long time. Su Ming stretched out his hand blankly and looked at the wrinkles on his fingertips.

So, it’s all my fault?

The bad luck is because of the little grass god. Are these messy and useless skills a result of me going crazy?

Su Ming, who had nowhere to shirk the blame, lost the will to resist and lay on the stone wall of the hot spring in a daze.

So Xiao Tongzi's promise to resurrect the original body was a lie, right?

What's the point of resurrecting if everyone is dead?

Su Ming splashed water out of boredom, his cheek pressed against the stone wall, looking melancholy.

If it happens again, he won't be so rampant!

……

The next day.

Ying, who was always on guard against any misfortune that might happen to Su Ming, came over early in the morning. As soon as she picked up the medicine box, she suddenly noticed the dark blue color under Su Ming's eyes.

Ying reached out and touched it, then rubbed her fingers.

It's not painted...

"What's wrong with you?" Ying looked at Su Ming's listless face and asked in confusion, "Did you go out drinking again last night?"

But Su Ming is not like this when he is drinking.

Su Ming rubbed his swollen forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

I was so angry at the black-hearted little Tongzi that I didn't sleep all night. I just dug another hot spring with my toes.

What to do if the society dies? Maybe you just have to get used to it.

Su Ming poured a cup of kerosene and drank it all in one gulp under Ying's disapproving gaze.

The flaming liquid passed through his throat, burning even his stomach.

Su Ming was satisfied, and finally felt that he had recovered from the embarrassment.

"Let's go." Su Ming pushed open the door, "There is a free clinic today."

Ying pursed her lips, inexplicably feeling that Su Ming was not in a good mood today.

Although her lips were still curled as usual, her eyes looked darker and without any highlights.

Silently following Su Ming across the street, Ying couldn't help but ask, "Su Ming, are you missing home?"

Hearing this, Su Ming turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Missing home?"

Do you miss that home where your parents are workaholics?

Sorry, he was not thinking about home, but Mora.

"No." Su Ming reached out and patted Ying's head, saying helplessly, "If I miss them, I can go to the General Affairs Department to look at those two photos."

Maybe he could take a photo and send it back, and maybe his cheap parents would give him a large sum of money to entrust him with bringing disaster to the General Affairs Department.

Paimon tilted his head, looking obedient, "But the General Affairs Department seems to be planning to hang your photo up there as well, so that we can also be considered a family..."

Reunited.

Before he could finish, Ying immediately covered Paimeng's mouth with a kind smile, "Paimeng is not awake yet!"

Listen! Is this human language?

Even the floating spirit wouldn’t dare to say that!

His parents are dead, and you say that his family is reunited. Isn't this cursing Su Ming to death?

Su Ming smiled helplessly. Just as he was about to raise his foot, he paused for a moment, then spoke as if nothing had happened, "Tell Mr. Bai that I will be there two hours later, is that okay?"

Ying frowned, "Did you drop something? I'll get it for you."

"It's a personal matter." Su Ming handed the things in his hand to Ying and said, "I'll be there in two hours."

The blonde girl raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her.

The man looked haggard and sleepy, but at this moment his eyes lit up.

Worried Ying nodded somehow and said seriously, "I know, you have to be careful."

Be careful of your bad luck.

Paimeng, who was about to say something, was grabbed by Ying and the thin-looking girl left quickly with the medicine box.

Su Ming lowered his eyes and chuckled, then unbuttoned the black cufflinks that were neatly fastened on his sleeves.

In the mind, map skills quickly unfold.

A golden light quickly appeared and headed straight for the center of the map.

The lazy doctor calmly untied the cuffs and collar that restricted his movements. A gray mist flashed past, firmly protecting the vital parts of his back.

The sword blade shining with golden light came quietly, and the long golden hair drew a graceful arc in the air.

The attack failed, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the visitor. He paused, stepped back slightly, and blocked the sword across his chest.

The next moment, the long knife with gray mist was driven by the man and slashed fiercely on the blade.

A huge force came, and the attacker's eyes flickered.

Su Ming pressed down the long sword with force in his hand and curled his lips, "Your Highness, I have long heard of your great name."