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

There are three chapters at the end of Volume 1, remember to read them, my dears.

At night, the courtyard finally became quiet.

Three men with long arms and legs lay side by side in the rocking chairs, staring at the sky over Inazuma with their eyes open.

The blonde girl lay on the stone table, the confusion in her eyes could fill a book.

"I still don't understand!" Suddenly, Ying slapped the table hard and glared at the black-haired man in the rocking chair beside him, "Why would Thor allow you to grab her pigtails?!"

Even though it was just a short blow, it still counts as a catch!

"You don't understand Thor." Su Ming's eyes flashed and he sighed helplessly.

Ying: “So you understand?”

The blonde girl frowned, a little confused by Su Ming's logic.

"Of course." Su Ming sat up cross-legged, propped up his cheek and looked at Ying, "I even remember the location of those evil treasure chests, what's wrong with me understanding Thor?"

Ying was still puzzled. Su Ming had been struck by lightning and was in that state, so how could he understand the God of Thunder?

Do you understand in the dream?

Besides...

Ying frowned, "Why did you grab her pigtails?"

Since she and Su Ming met, this seemed to be the most excessive request Su Ming had ever made to a girl.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, his satisfied expression looking very attractive, "You don't understand, pigtails are really attractive."

"Really?" Ying frowned, "Have you also grabbed Mr. Zhongli's hair?"

The recliner belonging to Zhongli suddenly paused, and his golden eyes closed instantly, obviously that this topic was not pleasant.

Hearing this, Tartaglia tilted his head slightly, "I don't know, but I know he grabbed the Queen's braid."

"Yes!" Paimon suddenly clapped his hands, looking serious, "Su Ming also grabbed Wendy's braids."

Hearing this, Ying pursed her lips and said, "You know my brother, so you..."

Did her brother's braids suffer?

Hearing this, Su Ming lay back down again, "I'll definitely do it next time."

Next time I'll pull it out!

“Zhongli Zhongli.” Paimon looked around, then moved closer to Zhongli and asked in confusion, “Aren’t you angry when your hair is grabbed?”

Zhongli opened his eyes that had just been closed, and his gaze fell on Paimeng's hand, "You are grabbing Su Ming's hair now, is he angry?"

Paimeng suddenly grasped the black hair in his hand, turned around and saw Su Ming looking at him helplessly.

"Hey..." Paimon quietly put his hair back and smiled awkwardly.

The yellow-haired girl completely gave up the topic, opened her little notebook and started looking at the commissions she was going to do.

After a while, Su Ming seemed a little dazed. He turned over in the recliner and curled up on his side.

The small raw stone ring on his finger flashed a faint light, and he held the thick blanket in his arms with his eyes closed.

For a moment, everyone in the courtyard was stunned.

Ying stood up and moved quietly towards Su Ming.

His breathing was long and steady, and he didn't frown.

"Falling asleep?" Paimon said softly, covering his lips, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhongli.

Zhongli sat up from the rocking chair, his brows slightly furrowed.

It seemed that he was indeed asleep.

After a long silence, Zhongli raised his hand and silently put a shield on Su Ming.

……

"So you can go back by yourself, but you still let me run errands!"

The blonde girl angrily rushed into Chen Ge Hu with the packed food and looked at the people sitting in the bamboo house, "I bought a lot, hurry up!"

As she spoke, Ying had already placed all kinds of food on the table.

The simple and refreshing bamboo house has large windows. Outside, bamboo shadows are swaying and raindrops hit the bamboo leaves, making rustling sounds.

There was a simple bunk bed in the room, and the gauze curtain was blown up into a big bulge.

On the other side was a simple tea table and desk. The tea table was cleared and placed with the food that had just been bought.

The three grown men didn't move as if their legs were broken, and they ordered the yellow-haired girl to teleport here and there early in the morning.

Su Ming pulled up the corner of his draped clothes and sat on the side of the table. "So why did I finally fall asleep, but I had to wake up because I couldn't eat delicious food?"

This time I dreamed about Mondstadt's Fisherman's Toast.

Zhongli lowered his eyes and looked at the small clay stove beside the table, saying, "It seems to have no pattern."

There is no pattern in the time and frequency of falling asleep or in dreams.

About dreams...

Zhongli raised his eyes and said, "Didn't you see the little auspicious grass king when you went to Xumi?"

"Even though her power is related to dreams, it should be of no use to me." Su Ming took out a knife and fork and handed it to Tartaglia, then picked up his chopsticks and said, "Wait and try after sleeping a few more times."

"Okay, so we still have to go to Xumi as soon as possible." Ying frowned, pushed a piece of food in front of Paimeng, and said: "It's obviously an executive officer, it would be convenient to meet the Grass God in Xumi, right? But if we don't meet him, maybe we can find a solution!"

"That's right!" Paimeng nodded repeatedly, "Ying still has to take action!"

Hearing this, the three grown men were silent for a moment and exchanged strange looks with each other.

Poor Ying, she doesn't even know that she has been trapped in Inazuma by the entrustment, and trapped in Mondstadt by Mora. Next, Liyue and Inazuma will probably have to launch another wave of small activities.

After all, a certain capitalist intends to use money to block the traveler's way.

Su Ming took a bite of fisherman's toast and narrowed his eyes.

"But..." Ying suddenly raised her head, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, "I went to buy food today, spent ten minutes to do a small task in the amusement park, and got 100,000 Mora..."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, "So?"

"So you can make money?" Ying bit her lip, "I always feel like you are a bit like Mr. Liben now."

Liben was still collecting junk, but Su Ming...Su Ming just gave it away for free.

For her, those games of hitting balloons and throwing marbles are worse than chopping a slime.

"I know." Su Ming opened the panel and looked at the teleportation anchor point he set, and smiled softly, "But have you ever thought about..."

Ying frowned slightly, "What?"

Su Ming raised his eyes, a hint of teasing flashed in his dark eyes, "Is there a possibility that I have too much money?"

Another possibility is that this money is the operating expenses for the two slices plus the scattered soldiers?