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

Forced to reshape his worldview and work overtime, Tartaglia had a look of despair on his face. He was dragged out of the Northland Bank by Su Ming like a boneless pendant.

"Ah..." Tartaglia sighed deeply, and the hair on his head flopped down limply, "Why are my colleagues so scary?"

Not only is Dr. Rich a black-hearted person, but even his friends are unrecognizable to him.

Although Tartaglia considers himself not a good person, but now it seems like a bad guy meeting a bad guy!

Su Ming sighed and threw the duck pendant on a chair by the roadside.

He squatted in front of the chair and raised his head slightly. "Why? Can't accept it?"

Tartaglia shook her head, frowned slightly, and looked very worried. "This is not what I can't accept."

What he couldn't accept was why he had to use his brain.

Su Ming inexplicably understood what his friend meant and was silent for a moment.

Wait, it seems that no one asked Tartaglia to use his brain?

Su Ming silently got up and sat next to Tartaglia, "If you don't want to move, then don't move. You can fight in the future."

"But don't you think it's tiring to use your brain?" Tartaglia stretched out his legs and looked at the people around him. "There's nothing wrong with just fighting."

Now that I think about it, it’s a bit tiring to do so many things in Liyue.

"Fighting is tiring." Su Ming also stretched out his legs and squinted his eyes lazily. "I can obviously lie in the rocking chair next to the fireplace and get the job done. Why should I go out and fight so hard?"

Maybe it will be necessary.

"But Pantalone just shared his achievements with you?" Tartaglia narrowed his eyes. "He is not the kind of person who would do business at a loss."

Su Ming stretched out his arms and said with a bored look, "Not only did I not lose money, I even made money."

Dadalia: ...

Suddenly I feel like it’s good to use my brain.

Although famous executives are not common, the clothes worn by the Fatui high-ranking officials are still very conspicuous.

The pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, but they all avoided the entrance of Northland Bank.

Why do executives still go out to sunbathe together these days?

……

Gonta Village.

Su Ming pushed open the small courtyard covered with a layer of dust, rolled up his sleeves without any hesitation, and began to clean up the house despite his bad luck.

The orange-haired young man put down his bags and looked confused, "Adonis, you are not bankrupt, are you?"

Who doesn't know that the capitalists at Northland Bank are famous for enjoying themselves?

This shabby little courtyard is not like Su Ming's style.

Hearing this, Su Ming sighed, "I've thought about it. If this thatched house collapses, it won't kill me."

Dadalia:? ? ?

Tartaglia rolled up his sleeves, threw the towel into the basin and rubbed it slowly, "So why didn't you think about this problem earlier?"

If they had thought about it earlier, the Su family might not have to renovate it again and again to its current state.

"Maybe I have too many things to think about." Su Ming pushed open the doors of the two bedrooms to ventilate and lazily wiped the bed board. "But it's good outside the city. It's more lively than inside the city."

Tartaglia tilted his head, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, "Busy?"

Su Ming nodded, and just as he was about to explain, he heard a hearty laugh coming from outside the door.

"Hahahahahahaha! You lose!"

"Stop! You're stepping on my bugs!"

Dadalia:? ? ?

The laziness on Su Ming's face froze, and his smile was equally stiff, "Look, isn't it lively?"

The corners of Tartaglia's lips twitched slightly, and just as he was about to say something, everything went dark in front of him.

The thatched roof fell down, burying the black-haired young man in front of him.

Tartaglia didn't even have the mind to be surprised now. He could only sigh and go forward to try to poach people.

Outside the door, the voice came again.

"Huh? Why did their roof collapse?"

"You have to testify for me that I didn't step on it! I, Ara Taki Ichito, would never step on someone else's roof!"

"Ahahahahaha, could it be that you were overwhelmed by my domineering aura when I was fighting insects?"

For a moment, Tartaglia didn't know whether to continue digging or go out and make friends with the old man outside.

Not long after, the door panel, which looked useless and was actually useless, was pushed open by a white head.

The man with two horns on his head peeked out from the crack of the door and blinked innocently, "Do you need my help?"

Tartaglia took a deep breath and nodded.

……

Ten minutes later, Su Ming looked at the roof of his house with dismay.

At the side, Tartaglia stroked his chin and said, "I think we can stay in the city tonight, but has the lease on that house really expired? I heard it was very luxurious."

"What's the big deal!" Aratake Ichito tilted his head and stared at the dilapidated house in front of him, "I heard that a yellow-haired adventurer came to the city. As long as you have money, he can repair your house in one day!"

Tartaglia raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Ming.

You are talking about that yellow-haired girl, right?

Su Ming nodded, then shook his head, "The house in the city has not been vacated yet."

Having said that, Su Ming turned his head and looked at a familiar ghost next to him.

Beautiful appearances are all the same, but interesting souls have eight-pack abs.

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he smiled gently, "I guess you are the leader of the famous Huang Long Sect, right?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Ara Taki Ito's eyes were full of surprise, and then he touched his head and laughed, "I know! You must have heard of the name of our Ara Taki faction!"

Aratake Ichito patted the man's shoulder and smiled, "Friend, are you interested in fighting insects?"

Su Ming raised his head slightly and pursed his lips. "To be honest, I am a doctor. The partner next to me came to Inazuma to do toy business."

"Doctor? Toy?" Aratake Ichito scratched his head and suddenly felt like he had lost his playmate.

"How about this..." Su Ming smiled and pointed in the direction of the city, "I see that you have a youthful mind and a good relationship with children. How about this, we can cooperate."

"Cooperation?" Arawaki Ichito's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but look behind him.

Ah Ninja, where are you!

I need you!

"Yes!" Tartaglia felt it was difficult to hold the ghost in front of him, so he simply put his arm on Su Ming's shoulder, "How about helping us test the toys and giving us some suggestions for improvement?"

I can see that my brother is trying to play tricks again.

Su Ming nodded and smiled, "Don't worry about the reward. If there are any elderly or children in the Huanglong Sect who need medical treatment, you can come to me."

Arata Ichito laughed dryly and waved his hands quickly behind his back.

Go find A-nin quickly, brother!

"How about..." Su Ming picked up the bag beside him, patted the dirt off it, and stuffed it directly into the pot, "Let's go to Wuyou Pavilion to discuss it in detail? Of course, I'll treat you."

Having said this, Su Ming walked out.

Ying! I caught you a ghost whose abdominal muscles you can touch!