Under Ying's sympathetic gaze, Mentelev walked into the room arrogantly and stared at the salt shaker in front of him in a daze.

"No way? There is only a broken jar filled with salt in the ruins of the Salt Demon?" Mentelev looked gloomy, "What kind of treasure is this!"

He wants to get rich! He doesn't want to pick up rags!

Hearing this, Zhongli shook his head slightly, "Although it's only half, this half will never disappear."

When Menteleev and Wanyan heard this, they were stunned.

Su Ming leaned forward, picked up some salt grains and rubbed them with his fingertips.

Well, fine salt...

"It is inexhaustible and can be used endlessly." Zhongli sighed slightly, "It will never decrease."

Before he finished speaking, the two archaeological specialists beside him became excited, and even Paimeng's eyes lit up.

If this were sold as salt, how much would it cost?

"Sent!"

"The authority of the Salt Demon is still very strong!"

Amid the two excited voices, Zhongli murmured for a moment, "Have you two agreed? Who will take this item?"

"Of course it's me!" Mentlev grabbed the salt shaker and said confidently, "You were all hired by me. Giving half to this half-baked archaeologist is already a kindness on my part!"

Hearing this, the pity in Ying's eyes became even stronger.

Didn’t you see that the snake demon behind you has started laughing?

Su Ming smiled and patted Yi Yi's shoulder, saying softly, "Then the next one will belong to Miss Wan Yan."

Wan Yan looked at Menteleev indignantly and continued walking forward.

Menteleev smiled so hard that his teeth were not visible, and he actually looked at Su Ming with some favor.

He stood beside Su Ming with a smile on his face, wanting to strike up a conversation, "What's this gentleman's name?"

Su Ming smiled slightly, "Adonis."

"A... Adonis?" Mentelev was slightly startled when he heard this, and then looked at Su Ming again, "Oh, I understand, it has the same name as our Lord Disaster, right?"

Without waiting for Su Ming to answer, Mentelev patted Su Ming's shoulder in a familiar manner and said, "Since you just spoke up for me, I advise you to change your name."

"Oh?" Su Ming remained silent and asked softly, "Why?"

Mentelev shook his head and said in a fearful tone, "You don't know how terrible Lord Disaster is. Do you know why I came to Liyue? It's because I can't stay in the Kingdom of Winter any longer!"

"Disaster is not a good person!"

The researcher from the Kingdom of Winter spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

The heartfelt words instantly plunged the ruins into silence, and everyone looked at each other in silence.

This Menteleev is a warrior!

Ying and Paimon looked at the white-haired man at the same time, trying to find a strange expression on his face.

But unfortunately, the man's smile didn't change at all!

Can the executive officers... be so tolerant?

Zhongli pursed his lips, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Su Ming broke free from Mentelev's hand without leaving a trace, letting the people behind him brush off the salt on his shoulders one by one, "I'm quite curious..."

Mentelev was full of complaints, not caring about the disgusted actions of the master and servant in front of him, and complained, "You don't know, this disaster was not a good thing before, and now it has become an executive officer, it is even worse!"

"Do you know what he did?" Menteleev's face was filled with grief and indignation. "He actually built a medical room in his office!"

"Not only is there a medical room, there is also a doctor who is best at treating overwork! There are also all kinds of refreshing food and drinks provided free of charge!"

Isn't this telling them to die on the job?!

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Ying looked at Disaster with shock on her face.

Is it so terrible? Are they willing to build a medical room just to make people work overtime?

She originally thought that she was busy enough with her commissions, but now it seems...it seems that she is not as busy as the Fatui!

Menteleev held the salt shaker in his arms and continued to complain, "Do you know how high his overtime pay is? This is the carrot hanging in front of the donkey! Just to make me die suddenly!"

Hearing this, Paimeng hesitated for a moment. She looked at the snake spirit's expression and asked, "Is it because you can't eat radishes?"

Is it using overtime pay to lure people to work overtime but refusing to pay them? Is this a bit too much?

"No!" Mentelev looked angry. "You can eat it, but if you eat it, I will exchange it for a bigger one!"

This is the bait!

This is a bait to make the office workers become bald and die suddenly!

Hearing this, Su Ming curled his lips, stretched out his black-gloved hand and patted the researcher on the shoulder, "Then congratulations on escaping."

Menteleev sighed and complained, "But I don't get overtime pay..."

The corners of Paimon's lips twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

I want overtime pay but don't want to work overtime. It's not possible.

You have to choose between life and money, right?

Soon, they arrived at the door of the second room.

Wan Yan abided by the contract and stood outside the door, and did not choose to go in first.

On the desk in the middle of the room, a ruler with a peculiar shape was placed in the center.

After Zhongli's explanation, Mentelev's eyes lit up, "It can grow salt, which is much more valuable than a salt jar!"

"No!" Wan Yan blocked Mentlev's gaze and disagreed, "According to the contract, this is mine!"

"This is an operation I funded!" Mentelev revealed his true colors and greedily grabbed the salt ruler, "I want it all!"

"Do you want to break the contract?" Zhongli remained calm, but a hint of coercion suddenly appeared in his golden eyes.

Menteleev was shocked, but under the temptation of wealth, he still spoke: "What I say is mine!"

Before she finished speaking, Ying pursed her lips and pushed Wanyan to the corner.

Hide well.

"Alas..." Zhongli sighed and held out his hand, "Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

The golden light of the rock element flashed, and a rock pillar condensed from the elemental power appeared instantly, standing in the center of the room.

Without waiting for Zhongli to make a move, a hand inlaid with transparent gems pressed on Zhongli's hand.

"Leave it to me." Su Ming smiled and pressed Zhongli's hand down. "I am sorry for not being strict with my subordinates."

Mentelev's face was filled with panic and he froze slightly, turning his head to look at the white-haired man who seemed like a good brother to him just now.

This……

As Mentelev's face was filled with horror, Su Ming allowed the girl behind him to put an ice evil eye on him.

He smiled a perfect smile, "Let me introduce you again, the twelfth seat of the Fatui executive, Disaster."

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