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

In the lounge of the amusement park, Zhongli and Tartaglia sat on two single sofas respectively, silently looking at the man who was lowering his head.

The clothes that were originally stained by the spilled drinks have been changed, and they look like new products from the clothing department of the Loach Group.

The loose sweater with short fluff is woven into fine threads with the finest neon flowers and then completely hand-woven into a garment.

The cool gray suddenly adds a warm feeling.

Su Ming lowered his head and covered his nose with a cold towel, feeling hopeless.

To be honest, he is a little desperate now.

I used to think it was difficult to do things, but now I feel that living is difficult in itself.

After a while, Su Ming loosened the towel.

pat!

A drop of bright red fell on the towel again. Su Ming quickly grabbed a new towel and covered his nose instantly.

"I just checked it carefully." Tartaglia stretched his arms while sitting on the sofa, squinting his eyes and said, "There is no problem with the quality of that floor."

Su Ming nodded and looked towards the door of the lounge.

The boy in black pushed the door open and walked in. A group of treasure robbers were tied up on the food delivery vehicle and were struggling.

"Woo-"

The man struggled continuously, but the ropes on his body did not loosen at all. He could only watch as the seemingly harmless man patted him on the body with a look of pity.

Xiangyuezhiyuan, dressed in black, looked straight ahead and left again with the treasure-stealing group who were struggling harder.

"Woo-"

Three times! He has been unlucky three times!

No one knew the mental activities of the men in the treasure-stealing group, and the lounge returned to silence again.

Zhongli looked at Su Ming's actions curiously, but couldn't see anything.

There was no noticeable transfer of power. Even if the illusory bad luck was moved, the power in this space did not fluctuate at all.

"Let's go." Su Ming pressed the tip of his nose hard, then hesitantly let go and looked at it. "The nosebleed is gone."

Tartaglia raised her head, her azure eyes swept across Su Ming's red nose and chin, "Do you want to treat the wound?"

The poor chin is all broken.

"No need." Su Ming pressed his face with his palm, and touched his teeth through his lips, "I feel like I'll knock my front teeth out sooner or later."

If this could be synchronized with the plot, considering the level of trouble he causes, he would at least be considered a five-star character.

Whose gold card has no front teeth?

Su Ming pulled up the collar of his sweater, then touched his hair, which had grown much longer, and asked, "Will it be better if I shave my forehead tonight?"

Tartaglia stood up lazily and pushed open the door of the lounge, saying nonchalantly, "With your luck, it may not grow back if you shave it off."

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming didn't want to talk.

"From a common sense perspective, this situation is not impossible." Zhongli suppressed a smile and walked out of the lounge.

As the night deepens, the Ferris wheel slowly turns along its track.

A group of three people boarded the small observation cabin and looked at the scenery outside through the glass.

Zhongli was just about to turn his head to say something when he saw Su Ming's head with a stand of hair standing up.

Moving downward, I saw a man in a gray sweater sitting on the floor of the observation cabin. His face was pale, and upon closer inspection, his eyeballs were trembling.

"You..." Zhongli hesitated, turned his head again to look at the height from the ground, and then fell silent.

Seriously...it hasn't started spinning yet and the hatch is still open!

"No... don't worry about me..." Su Ming's eyes were dull, and he said blankly: "I'll just lie down for a while..."

Whenever he thought about the empty space under his feet, he felt a little worried.

The staff brought in the food, then quietly locked the cabin door and left.

The observation cabin finally moved slightly at this moment.

The next moment, Su Ming was completely desperate.

Without waiting to say anything else, Su Ming would transform even if he was going to be hit by Tianxing!

The black hair seemed to turn white in the blink of an eye, and the eye color also changed.

The skin and flesh on his face underwent subtle changes that were totally unrelated to his original gentle appearance.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, everyone's personality turned gloomy.

After the transformation, he becomes a hero again!

Su Ming quickly got up from the ground, leaned in front of the window and looked out, "Very good, as long as I become fast enough, my fear of heights won't be able to catch up with me."

On the side, Zhongli completely put aside the unspeakable thought of revenge in his heart.

What does the Immortal Ancestor's transformation have to do with him? He can't let Su Ming be scared to death here just for a small plan to steal the body that has not yet been put into action, right?

"Eh?" Tartaglia bit a piece of cake, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes, "The one below is the traveler, right?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ming and Zhongli lowered their eyes at the same time.

The observation cabin gradually moved away from the ground, but someone's yellow hair was very conspicuous.

She looked up at the observation cabin that was gradually rising, and waved her arms vigorously, "Su Ming——"

"She..." Su Ming was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, "Her current actions..."

Tartaglia raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

Zhongli also raised his head, waiting for Su Ming's next words.

"Like a windshield wiper..." Su Ming frowned slightly and put his hands on the glass to form a bracket to frame his eyes.

Zhongli:……

What a wonderful metaphor.

Tartaglia burst out laughing, squinted her eyes at Ying, then turned her head quickly, "I can't look at her anymore."

There's no point not looking at it. Now all I can think about is the stupid yellow-haired version of the windshield wiper.

"Tsk..." Su Ming was shocked and turned around, completely forgetting about his diligent travel companion. "I heard that when this observation cabin reaches the highest point, you can see the most magnificent fireworks."

"Really?" Tartaglia stuffed the last half of the cake into his mouth and paused slightly.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Su Ming and asked doubtfully: "My friend, do you feel that we seem to have forgotten something?"

"What did you forget?" Su Ming gathered up his long white hair, biting one end of the hairband between his teeth, and looked up in surprise, "I had forgotten about the traveler a long time ago."

There was a trace of confusion in Tartaglia's eyes, and he rubbed his fingertips, "It doesn't feel right..."

Zhongli sat by the window, crossed his legs and propped up his chin, looking out the window with a distant gaze, and said in a calm tone, "Perhaps it is the two naive brothers and sisters of your Excellency?"

As he spoke, Zhongli raised his eyes, "And that indifferent subordinate is right there."

Zhongli raised his hand and pointed at the group of people who were standing opposite the yellow-haired idiot, his face looking calm.

Su Ming: ...

Dadalia: ...

After a while, Tartaglia scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Ying will take good care of them, right?"

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and after tying up her hair, she moved closer to the glass. "She doesn't look like a windshield wiper at all. She is obviously my caring and lovely travel companion!"