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

The young man in black was squatting in the ruins, his soft and smooth hair mixed with his long gown, and the corners of his clothes piled on the ground.

Su Ming pursed his lips and looked at the man in front of him helplessly, "Lord Dotore..."

The doctor raised his eyes, his face was gloomy but there was scrutiny and calculation in his eyes.

"I've actually always been curious about one thing." Su Ming slowly moved the steel frame that was pressing on the doctor's legs and said helplessly, "Why don't you come and ask me?"

"?" The doctor raised his eyebrows, and a question mark appeared in his eyes.

Su Ming patted the dust off the doctor's body, smiling gently and restrainedly, "In fact, I would like you to study my bad luck. It might be better if you asked me in advance instead of knocking me out and taking me away..."

PhD:……

Dotore looked at the young man in front of him in silence, not knowing what to say for a moment.

That's quite true, but whether you think from the perspective of a villain or an executive, isn't asking someone face to face 'Are you willing to be a test subject' a provocation?

Or... is Adonis far more perverted than these villains?

"Although I am also very cruel and won't ask the treasure-stealing group whether they are willing before releasing them." Su Ming helped the doctor up and straightened the mask on his face with a smile on his face, as if he were a caring butler, "But I still hope that others can ask my wishes before doing anything to me."

"Will you agree if I ask you?" Dotore snorted coldly, broke free from Su Ming's hand and put on the mask.

The mask that he had worn for many years became unfamiliar at this moment, and the sharp corner at the bottom pierced the doctor's lips as his hand trembled.

It doesn't seem to have many sharp edges, and it casts a bright red color on the philtrum above the lips.

Su Ming smiled, wiped the other person's blood with the tip of his thumb, and said in a gentle tone, "Maybe. After all, no one wants to be unlucky all the time, right?"

The doctor's eyes hidden under the mask flickered slightly, but in the end he could only squeeze out a cold snort from his throat.

"Dottore...haha..."

Inside the mecha, the purple-haired boy seemed a little happy, with a nasty smile on his face, "You really look like a loser now!"

"Come on!" The fairy wanted to jump on the shoulder of the soldier arrogantly, "Shut up, be careful, the peppermint essence will kill you in a moment!"

The soldier's lips moved as if he was cursing silently, but he somehow suppressed the sound.

Su Ming raised his head to look at San Bing, and when he didn't find anything wrong, he moved his gaze to the doctor and sighed, "I've already told you that I can control the balance of luck. Look, why don't you believe it? You even let that little loser drug me. Tsk..."

The doctor's face darkened and he cursed in his heart.

When has anyone ever believed what Adonis said? Who is so foolish as to believe what the Northland bank capitalists say?

"No brains and no mouths." The fairy muttered, and circled behind the scattered soldiers, carefully observing the various instruments and pipes with his not-so-high intelligence, "Pull out one? Or all of them?"

Sanbing's eyes went dark, and he felt that it was because he had scolded Adonis before, so he sent the fairy to take revenge.

"Lord Dotore, please understand me." Su Ming sighed and stood beside the doctor. "The hard life of the Twelve Seats is very miserable. I am digging a pit in the desert. It is not easy to come back once."

The doctor's eyes swept across Su Ming's face and he pursed his lips.

If Su Ming hadn't been promoted, he would have definitely gone back and complained to the rich man.

"That's fine." The doctor suddenly raised the corner of his mouth with a playful smile, "But, respected Lord Disaster, are you willing to be my experimental subject?"

Hearing this, Su Ming shrugged, his black eyes reflecting the light, gentle and innocent, "Of course, but I don't want to endure a surgery without anesthesia. I hope Lord Dotore can research an anesthetic drug that can be useful to me as soon as possible."

At this point, Su Ming stretched out his hand and carefully rubbed the bright red on the tip of his thumb onto the doctor's ice-white clothes. He said in a low voice with a hint of complaint, "I'm not saying that the sleeping potion you gave the little loser is too unpalatable. It's not as good as Coke..."

As soon as the words fell, the man disappeared instantly.

PhD:……

"what……"

"Ha ha……"

Inside the mecha, the purple-haired boy and the purple fairy gathered together and laughed out loud without any tacit understanding.

Dotore suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Sanbing raised his lips indifferently, "Trash."

The madman who is ridiculed by losers is also losers!

Dotore snorted coldly and waved his hand while standing in the ruins.

The Fatui members, who were trembling with fear after being scolded by the three executives, rushed out quickly and dismantled and rebuilt the abandoned workbenches one by one quickly and professionally.

"Heh." The doctor chuckled, took off his gloves and wiped his upper lips, then put the red-stained fingertips between his lips, not caring at all about the back of his hand being scratched again due to bad luck.

"Adonis, it's becoming more and more valuable to study..."

A murmur echoed in the workshop, and the staff coming and going lowered their heads, wishing they could bury their heads in their crotches so that they couldn't hear anything.

The soldier tilted his head and sneered, "It's your fault that your potion is so bad."

As soon as the words fell, the doctor's body stiffened instantly.

After being stunned for a moment, the doctor came to his senses and walked towards the laboratory on the other side with firm steps. His back seemed very serious, as if he was going to avenge his previous shame.

"He..." The fairy leaned forward tentatively, speaking in a sly tone, "Is he really going to study potions?"

"Humph." The soldier snorted and grinned mockingly, "Of course."

I just wonder if the powerful and conceited Second Master felt humiliated when he was researching the most basic sleeping potion, or if he felt that his talent was being wasted, or if he was just...

Hate Adonis more?

But maybe the doctor would think it is an honor for Adonis to be hated by him. After all, not everyone is qualified to be at the top of the honorable second research list.

"Hey wait!" The fairy suddenly seemed to remember something and rushed to the front of the soldier. "The unlucky guy walked so fast, I forgot to ask him how many tubes he wanted to pull out!"

Skirmisher:…

The puppet from the Land of Thunder was created by gods, and at this moment his chest could not help but rise and fall violently due to anger.

The scattered soldier gritted his teeth, grabbed the little fairy in his hand and rolled it up, "I'll say it again, you don't have to be so filial!"