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

Gloomy clouds obscured the stars in the sky, and snowflakes continued to fall from the sky without stopping.

Su Ming huddled beside the fireplace, looking down at the thick bill.

On the side, Tartaglia stretched out his body, looking lazy, "Why do you want to go home to check the bill?"

Why did you force him to come to the Su family?

He didn't want to meet those two frivolous elders at all.

Su Ming curled up on the soft sofa with his legs crossed and squinted his eyes. "Do you have the heart to let Dong Niya serve you tea and water?"

"Then why did you call me here?" Tartaglia took the wine from the servant and yawned, "I should be holding Tok and playing with toys on the carpet at this time."

Su Ming returned the bill and took out a piece of paper and handed it to Tartaglia, "Liyue's progress chart."

The young master paused for a moment, then crumpled the paper in his hand, "I don't seem to understand what you are doing."

On the paper was a map showing the distribution of toy factories and amusement parks in Liyue.

Little by little, it covered the entire Liyue like a spider web. In addition to this, Su Ming should have plans for other countries.

Tartaglia raised her head, her clear blue eyes showing a solemn expression. "What are you planning in secret?"

"Didn't you guess it?" Su Ming rubbed his nose and twirled a pencil in his hand.

He raised his head slightly and smiled softly, "Can't you see what I'm doing?"

"The Loach Group, freight and public opinion." Tartaglia lowered his eyes and looked at the schedule, his tone very low, "Toy factory to make money? Amusement park... a large public gathering place..."

People, money, and information will all be caught in the hands of the disaster.

Tartaglia suddenly looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, "Are you trying to take power from them?"

"I'm too lazy to fight for it." Su Ming stretched his body. "I became Pantalone's right-hand man because of those money-making ideas. Why did I become an executive?"

Dadalia:? ? ?

Isn’t it 007?

Su Ming tilted his head and smiled, "It's because of bad luck."

He is unlucky enough to become a human bomb, and at the same time, he is the Queen's dog at a young age.

Although I am not proficient in everything, I can do everything.

Isn't he a very loyal and useful subordinate?

"Then you..." Tartaglia looked at the schedule in his hand in confusion, "Why do you have so many..."

For someone like him, his only mission is to fight.

"Because if one day I am used as a weapon..." Su Ming spread his hands, "I first have to think about how the bomb thrown out can hurt others while protecting myself."

Tartaglia, who had never thought about preserving himself, fell silent.

Su Ming suddenly reached out and patted Tartaglia on the shoulder, smiling, "Congratulations, you got on this pirate ship when you accepted the toy factory."

The young master looked up blankly, "That rich man..."

"Yes, he guessed it, so he also got involved." Su Ming raised the account book.

"But you are not..." Tartaglia's eyes flashed, and he spoke sincerely, "Aren't you the Queen's dog?"

Su Ming: ...

I know, don't say anymore.

Su Ming sighed, his eyes full of speechlessness, "Do you think I can do this if the Queen doesn't allow it?"

Dadalia: ...

Under Tartaglia's blank gaze, Su Ming patted Tartaglia's shoulder heavily and said, "You have used up your brain quota today. Go and have a rest."

"Okay..." Tartaglia stood up, stretched, and walked upstairs. "I'll leave the thinking to you, but I want to ask, is the guest room cleaned?"

Hearing this, Su Ming turned his head to look at the servant beside him.

The maid nodded, lowered her eyes and led the guests back to the guest room.

Watching Tartaglia's back disappear on the stairs, Su Ming sighed and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.

The flames in the fireplace danced, emitting waves of warmth.

The white-haired man pushed open the door of the study and walked out. He looked at his son and sighed heavily, "Adonis... why did you start drinking?"

Although the parents and son in this family are not qualified, drinking too much will...

Su Ming looked up at the redness on his stepfather's face and remained silent.

Tell me, how many bottles did you drink while hiding in the study?

Su Yi laughed dryly and touched her nose. She slowly sorted out the bill plans scattered on the table, muttering, "Your mother thinks that some things should be told to you by me as a father, so..."

"So?" Su Ming put away his legs that were on the table and sat up slightly, "What should we talk about?"

To be honest, the last time we had this kind of chat was on the night of the executive officer selection, when I cried and complained that my son had killed me.

Su Yi put the document in her notebook without even glancing at it.

He sat on the sofa beside him, straightened his collar, and said seriously, "It's like this, after you left Zhidong, there have been news coming in."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, "What news?"

The man's face showed a hint of distress, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with embarrassment. "It's about something about you. Now not only your mother and I, but even Her Majesty the Queen is beginning to worry about your personal safety."

Su Ming: ???

Su Ming suspected that his hair blocked his hearing. He reached out to smooth his hair, looking puzzled, "Aren't you guys always worried about my safety?"

Who among the fools doesn't worry about the disaster of dying young because of bad luck one day?

"Unlucky... We are used to it." Su Yi sighed, folded her hands together and curled them up unconsciously, "I'm afraid that you will be... loved by your..."

Not to mention his biological parents, now even the Queen thinks that the new executive is a scumbag.

It doesn’t matter if you provoke me in the winter, I’m used to it anyway.

But now that he has gone out, the seal has been lifted. He eagerly follows underage girls on a trip, with food, accommodation and security provided.

And there are countless peach blossom debts.

Ever since his son ran away on the mission, Northland Bank has received countless strange bills.

"Lovers? Lovers?" Su Ming pointed at himself with a blank expression, "Who told you that I have a lover?"

Su Yi shrank back, looking embarrassed. "According to the report from the advance team stationed in Mondliyue, you often go out with some people, such as a blonde girl, the young master, or Mr. Zhongli. In short, each time is different..."

Ever since the report came in, the Queen has had the child's mother send someone out to secretly take photos of Adonis. No other executive officer has received this treatment!

The photos are now on the Queen's desk, and it's irrefutable evidence!

Su Ming took a deep breath, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

After a while, Su Ming grabbed his cheap father's hand and smiled with gritted teeth, "Listen carefully, I am a dog under the Queen's throne!"

"Singles!"