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

The next day.

The ice-like palace refracted the sunlight into colorful colors, and a person wearing an ice-white cloak walked slowly into the hall.

In winter, the huge machine that revolves around the gods finally stopped for a moment, and an atmosphere of sadness permeated every inch of land.

The hard-earned vacation is written with death, and even the rest is filled with sadness.

The black-haired man leaned leisurely against the pillar, looking through his lenses at the young man who walked up to him.

Su Ming smiled slightly, "Lord Pantalone."

The man had a purple gem pendant on his chest, and his black gloves fit every curve of his fingers. The gem on the ring reflected the light from the ice and snow.

Pantarone curled his lips as usual and reached out a hand to hold up the palm of the young man in front of him.

Unlike the wealthy, the young man only wore a simple ring on his hand, but the golden color on his wrist was particularly eye-catching against the background of his gloves.

"Hmm..." Pantalone narrowed his eyes and held the hand of his former subordinate in front of his eyes with interest, "It's the gaze from God..."

Su Ming moved his fingers, allowing the luster of the Eye of God to fully reveal itself to his former boss. "What do you think, Lord Pantalone? Does the gold color suit me?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows.

The thin lens reflected a ray of white light. Pantalone let go of Su Ming's hand and tapped Su Ming's shoulder with his gloved fingertips. "It suits you very well."

Don't worry about me, I'll be fine after a while!

Su Ming tilted his head and smiled, then followed Pantalone and walked into the palace.

The layers of stairs were stepped on, and faint funeral music could be heard in the ears.

"You've been to three countries." Pantalone walked up the stairs slowly, his tone smiling and gentle, "How are the accounts over there?"

Su Ming gathered his cloak and looked down at the dark green gem on his chest. "Not bad. There are no major problems with the capital flow in either the Northland Bank branch or the underground. I have already sorted out Mondstadt and Liyue. As for Inazuma..."

I was busy eating and didn't pay attention to it.

Pantalone nodded, the chain of his glasses swaying with his movements. "I heard that you and the young master are planning to open a store? Do you need my investment?"

Hearing this, Su Ming paused.

He turned his head and looked at the pair of squinting eyes through his glasses.

After a while, Su Ming suddenly smiled and said, "If Lord Pantalone wants to invest, of course you can."

capitalist!

I opened a shop to earn some pocket money and you have to take a cut! Shouldn’t you also get a share of the intelligence!!!

After the meal, I will hang you on the street lamp!

Pantalone smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand to brush away the snowflakes on Su Ming's shoulders. "Adonis, you are indeed the investment with the highest return..."

“Are the evil capitalists finally going to take action against the unfortunate ones?”

A cold voice came from behind, short white hair swayed slightly in the air, and a little red light flashed in the eyes of the person who came.

Arecino crossed his arms, his eyes cold and contemptuous, "Pushing an unfortunate child out to fight..."

She tilted her face to the side and snorted softly, "Pantaronie, that's a really good trick."

Hearing this, Pantalone's smile deepened.

The fingers that were originally lightly pressing on the young man's shoulders slightly exerted force. Pantalone tilted his head and looked at the young man beside him through the lens, with a smile in his tone, "Adonis, are you willing to fight for me?"

Su Ming: ...

Let me go, I want to have a feast!

"A cute child should be in a paradise, playing with other children." Arecino put his hand on the other shoulder of the young man and looked directly at Pantalone. "Do you think there are not enough wealthy businessmen in Winter?"

Su Ming: ???

After a while, Su Ming sighed slightly, took a step back, and left the center of the confrontation between the two people, "Goodbye."

Before he finished speaking, the black-haired young man accurately caught the orange-haired executive who was walking up the stairs three steps at a time, and ran over directly, "Tartaria, wait for me!"

A lunatic treated him as an investment, hoping to squeeze his brains out to make money, and now he might even want to chop off his hand that had the Eye of God on it.

Another crazy person regarded him as a nanny and wanted to take him to an orphanage to brainwash the children and treat them like a dog.

They are not fuel-efficient lamps!

The young master tilted his head slightly, a hint of pure doubt flashed in his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

From a distance, I saw three people talking together, and they wanted to squat in front of the palace, drawing circles and chatting.

"Nothing." Su Ming tilted his head to glance at the young master's red scarf and said, "It's an old topic."

Hearing this, Tartaglia suddenly understood.

Are you trying to steal my girlfriend again?

"But you are also an executive officer now." Tartaglia tucked his chin into his scarf and rubbed it, narrowing his eyes. "Why are you so obedient? Do you need me to help you beat them up?"

Seeing his bellicosity reappear, Su Ming hurriedly stopped him and said, "After all, he is the elder brother who promoted me. I will be patient."

Next time, if someone is unconscious, you can just hang him on the street lamp, there is no need to beat him up directly.

"But servants are really strange." Tartaglia slowed down her pace and rubbed her temples that were swollen from Tok's noise. "She has her own methods, so why is she so persistent in recruiting you?"

Was it just because of a ten-year-old kid's words "Queen, I am your dog"? Or was it because Su Ming's unlucky constitution could save the children from bad luck?

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he patted Tartaglia on the shoulder, "If there are no more missions, why don't we go to Inazuma to develop the toy factory's business?"

The young master was slightly startled, and a hint of surprise flashed across his blue eyes, "Toy factory..."

Has this troubled plan not yet been abandoned?

Even though Adonis is not as evil as the rich, he is not someone who would pay at a loss...

Under Tartaglia's puzzled gaze, Su Ming spread his hands, his expression helpless but his eyes full of smiles, "There's nothing I can do, Lord Pantalone said he wants to invest."

If you want to get involved, then pay first.

Bring Mora here, bear his misfortune and support his career. As for how much money and information can be gained in the end, it depends on how much Su Ming is willing to give.

Tartaglia was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of the small slice he had thrown in Liyue, "Then... is there another portion for Dotole?"

Although he doesn't want to use his brain, he really does.

If that's the case, the toy factory is the hard work of four executives?

Even the Heart of God is not that expensive!

Hearing this, Su Ming tilted his head and said sincerely, "What does a small piece of trash have to do with a doctor?"

They're all scrapped, and you still want to make money with the scrapped slices?

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"I have Pantalone as my backer." Su Ming turned his head to look at the man behind him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Dottore will not be interested in my little pocket money."

Since you're sending the slices to him for recycling, you have to be prepared that they may not come back.

After all, isn't Adonis a black-hearted capitalist brought up by the rich?