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

As night falls, the daytime temperature gradually drops.

A simple baking tray was placed on the stone table in the courtyard, surrounded by various foods.

Su Ming slowly picked up a piece of meat and swung it back and forth, saying lazily: "When I think about the young master leaving after tonight, I don't feel very happy."

Hearing this, Tartaglia sighed, "So? Is this why you dragged me out to open the treasure chest in the middle of the night?"

They brought him to Xumi, but he was not allowed to move freely. After clearing a wave of dead zones, he came back again.

Tartaglia could now imagine the ranger's expression when he discovered that all the dead zones had been cleared this morning.

"Because after I finished the harvest, I realized that I forgot to prepare a farewell banquet for you." Su Ming had a serious face, without any embarrassment on his face, "Look at how huge the lineup is tonight."

Tartaglia was silent for a moment, looking at the sizzling meat in Su Ming's hand, "So can I eat this piece of meat?"

Su Ming was startled, and put the roasted meat slices into Tartaglia's bowl, "Eat..."

Eat enough, because at night you will go to the interconnected caves under Xumi to digest the food.

"If the young master is not in Liyue..." Ying shared the roasted food with Paimon and Wan Ye and said, "Where can I pick up the coins from the treasure-stealing group in the future?"

Although the executor made her a little wary, it was indeed convenient.

Ever since he knew Su Ming's identity, whenever Su Ming released animals or the young master collected debts, he would bring back some things he could use.

"You can fight me." Su Ming looked at the dry saucer at hand, picked up the chili powder and added some to it, "Or find the one next to you. Wan Ye should be good at fighting the treasure thieves."

Maple Leaf: ???

The white-haired boy raised his head slightly, trying hard to swallow the cloying sweetness in his mouth, "What misunderstanding do you have about me?"

He, Maple Leaf, is just an ordinary, wandering Inazuma, a poor little fellow...

"Tsk..." Su Ming was amazed and silently snatched the new round of grilled food from Ying's hand.

Ye Tiandi is a man who always makes people pound their chests in the middle of the night and ask themselves why they didn’t smoke.

"But I still have to be busy with commissions these days..." Ying sighed in disappointment, tilted her head and looked at Wan Ye, "Captain Beidou and I shared the information, and Mr. Yun, we have been busy with the affairs of Qun Yu Pavilion these days."

At this point, Ying turned to look at Su Ming, "But you just said you could help me get the materials? So are you... done with your work?"

At the end, there was a hint of hesitation in Ying's voice.

If Su Ming is free, it means...

Su Ming’s trouble is over.

Su Ming nodded, wrapped the meat in lettuce leaves and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it for a while before speaking, "It doesn't matter whether it's over or not. Two minutes a day is enough for me to work."

At the side, the orange-haired young man bit off a piece of meat in silence, feeling extremely depressed.

Is this why a fighting addict like me is forced to work overtime?

Hearing this, Ying felt even more depressed.

Su Ming had finished causing trouble, but she still didn't know what Su Ming had done. Ningguang didn't seem to know either...

The blonde girl silently glanced sideways at Manye and continued to pile pieces of meat into Manye's bowl.

Find an opportunity when Wan Ye isn't paying attention to secretly ask Su Ming, and protect Su Ming's little vest no matter what.

"Doctor Su is really free and easy..." Fengyuan Manye murmured, and said with emotion: "He seems to be more free and easy than a wanderer like me."

Paimon quickly swallowed the roasted mushroom in his mouth and said, "But Manye is already very free and easy, and he is not unlucky."

"I'm not carefree." Hearing this, Fengyuan Manye chuckled, "A truly carefree person wouldn't have something like the Eye of God, right?"

"Not really." Su Ming used a pair of small scissors to cut a long strip of pork belly, lowered his eyes and stared at the oily area beside the oven. "To have no desires or be free and easy is also a wish to some extent."

"What is Mr. Su's obsession?" Fengyuan Manye suddenly became interested and looked at Su Ming intently. "To be honest with you, I do have an extraordinary interest in the Eye of God."

"His wish is known to everyone..." Ying muttered, turned her head to identify the direction, and pointed her finger straight to one side, "This way, Yaedo Liyue Branch, go and read their popular light novels, and you will know Su Ming's wish."

Maplehara Manyo:......

A trace of confusion flashed across the boy's delicate face, and the white braid hanging on one side swayed slightly.

After a while, Fengyuan Manye looked at Su Ming with a puzzled look on his face, "The world on the shore..."

Why has it changed?

Why would a person's wishes and obsession appear in Yaedo's light novel? !

"Yes, you'll know after you take a look." Su Ming didn't seem to be talking about himself, and rolled up another piece of meat. "To be honest, I'm not quite sure about my wishes and obsessions. So far, many people have asked me this question."

"Don't you want to be lucky?" Fengyuan Manye blinked, silently picked up the cup beside him and put it to his lips.

Hearing this, Su Ming shook his head, "Bad luck used to bother me, but since I found out that many people didn't want to fight with me because of my bad luck, I suddenly think that bad luck is not bad either."

Bad luck prevented him from being cut into one hundred and eight pieces, and also prevented Tartaglia from hitting him with a bow and arrow.

"If this is it—" Fengyuan Manye's eyes suddenly shrank, and the cup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

fluorescent:? ? ?

Three question marks appeared on Ying's forehead, and she looked blankly at the person beside her who had his head hung and his eyes closed.

"He..." Ying shook Fengyuan Manye in astonishment, with a puzzled look on his face, "What happened to him?"

Do all Inazuma poets have the ability to fall asleep as soon as they say they want to?

"He's drunk." Su Ming sighed and pointed to the guest room at the side. "Just carry him in and have a good sleep."

fluorescent:……

The blonde girl looked confused. "Poet...wine..."

Aren't poets supposed to find inspiration through drinking and then create masterpieces that are passed down through the ages?

For example, the drunkard she knew before.

Ying sighed deeply, stood up, carried Wan Ye on his shoulder, pushed open the door of the guest room, pushed the accidentally drunk poet onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

"I thought you were going to squat beside the bed and watch him." Su Ming watched Ying quickly close the door and come out, and chuckled, "You really have the desire but not the courage."

The blonde rolled her eyes and said seriously, "I'm not."

To peek at a man as cunning as Su Ming, you have to be brave, otherwise you will be beaten to death.

But her little yellow-haired girl is not the kind of person who would take advantage of others in distress!