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

The next day.

It was around noon when Su Ming struggled to open his eyes.

What caught my eye was Tartaglia, who was sitting on a stool, bending down to bandage herself.

Su Ming took a look at the balance and created a clone.

"Did you get into a fight this morning?" The white-haired man slowly walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and looked up at the bandage on Tartaglia's waist and the bloodstains on his arm.

Hearing this, Tartaglia curled the corners of his lips and rummaged through the bottles and jars on the table. "Ever since I rejected the doctor's proposal, he won't let me in. This morning, he even sent a bunch of people to fight me."

If he has the guts, he can use his own men and send a bunch of advance teams trained by him.

He can't kill him, because if he dies he'll have to train new ones...

"Then he attacked me." Tartaglia took out a bottle of medicine and smelled it, hesitating whether to sprinkle it on him.

Su Ming rolled his eyes and took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, "Then you should agree to his proposal."

Hearing this, the orange-haired man raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Seriously?"

Even though he was too lazy to think, he knew that the doctor was trying to pass the blame, let alone Adonis.

"If you promise, I'll take the blame." Su Ming stretched, tore open the bandage on Tartaglia's shoulder with his fingertips and took a look, "Evil Eye of Water Element?"

"You don't look like someone who would take the blame..." Tartaglia muttered as he applied the medicine. "I thought he was going to hit me with a scalpel. Who could have imagined..."

Su Ming nodded and looked at the little girl who came out of the house, "You forgot to wear shoes again."

Nashida looked up at Su Ming, then looked down at her feet.

After a moment's silence, Nashida turned around and ran back to the house, put on her shoes and came out.

"If you want me to take the blame, it's impossible not to pay me a few slices of the pie." Su Ming opened the door of the courtyard, pulled in a cardboard box from the door, and placed it outside Nashida's door. "New clothes are inside, remember to change, and I'll take you to see my adopted son later."

"I don't want to go to the workshop..." Tartaglia yawned and put on his shirt. "The skirmishers stepped on me when they saw me, and the doctor shot arrows from behind. They both refused to fight me head-on..."

Isn't it good to fight face to face?

"Then pack your luggage and go straight into the pot." Su Ming glanced at the clothes on his body and tied up his hair. "Then go back to Liyue."

"Aren't you planning to take over the doctor's mess?" Tartaglia raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Or are you planning to take the doctor's place?"

Hearing this, Su Ming glanced at Tartaglia and said, "The audience is still playing hide-and-seek in Liyue Harbor. Why should I take the blame now?"

"Oh." Tartaglia nodded, stood up silently and went back to the house.

After taking a casual look at the closet and bed, he walked out again, "It seems like there is not much luggage to pack."

An executive never wears the same clothes twice; he just has a whole closet full of identical clothes.

Su Ming nodded, sat down and leaned back in his chair, "So you don't plan to bring my real body into the pot with you?"

Dadalia:? ? ?

Tartaglia looked back blankly at the flowerpot on the windowsill and fell silent.

On the windowsill, Lanaro stretched out a hand from the soil and waved it, then pulled himself out again, "You can't forget me just because I grow on your laughing spot."

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia was silent for a moment, then turned around and picked up the flower pot, "Okay."

He really wanted to go back to Winter Solstice and place this flower pot on Her Majesty the Queen's desk.

I believe that Mrs. Galina would be happy to take care of a Lanaro, water it every day, and then tell it the story of the light novel.

After a while, Nashida came out of the house.

She was wearing a dark green dress, with a circle of lace from the white shirt underneath visible at the collar and cuffs.

Su Ming's eyes lit up, and he took out socks and small leather shoes from the box and handed them to Nashida, "Next time if you run out without shoes, I will ask my parents to send ten maids to serve you."

Nasida:…

Although she was a god before, she really couldn't imagine the life of a rich person.

"Here, this is your purse." Su Ming took out another small bag and put it around Nashida's neck. "Now you are not a god without money."

Nasida:…

Nashida suddenly remembered the deeds recorded in the World Tree and looked at Su Ming, "Then I really want to thank you..."

But the Grass Goddess still has no money, because she had been kicked off the throne of the Grass Goddess by Su Ming and her predecessors.

In other words, if she doesn't follow Su Ming now, she will either learn from Fengshen and sing for money, or learn from Yanshen and let others pay for her.

As for Thor... forget it, she didn't want to squat in the small dark room facing the wall.

"She really looks like your sister when she's dressed like this..." Tartaglia sat on the rocking chair holding a flower pot, supporting her chin with one hand, looking lazy, "The wealthy merchants in the Kingdom of Winter just like this kind of clothes that look grand and complicated."

Su Ming glanced at Nashida and said, "It's better than that white dress, which looks like a badminton..."

"What is badminton?" Nashida looked up, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out her hand. "So you want to carry me while I walk?"

"Yes..." Su Ming bent down, picked up Nashida, and carried her on his shoulders, "This is it."

As he spoke, Su Ming casually took out a badminton from the store and placed it in Nashida's palm, "Take a look at your previous skirt and see if it looks like this."

“Hahahaha…” Tartaglia couldn’t hold back his laughter. He covered the wound on his waist that was about to burst with one hand and his head with the other hand. “Adonis, you don’t have to have such a rich imagination.”

Nashida's face turned pale. She glanced at the badminton in her hand, sat on Su Ming's arm without any hesitation, and pulled Su Ming's shoulders. "You must look like a badminton in a white dress."

"That makes sense. When I'm unhappy one day, I'll wear a white dress to scare people." Su Ming nodded and looked at Nashida again, "You are my sister now, do you understand? If you don't want to be my sister..."

Nashida tilted her head and poked Su Ming's head with her hand, "You don't want to be a younger sister, then what?"

Can I be worshipped by Su Ming?

"If you don't mind my asexual reproduction, you can be my daughter." Su Ming thought for a moment, then took out an umbrella and handed it to Nashida, "But in this case, Sanbing will have to call me grandpa."

"He will beat you to death." Dadalia took out the name card of the cave, and lazily entered the pot holding the flower pot, and lowered his voice, "I still can't figure out why the scattered soldiers and the little grass god are mother and son..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the orange-haired man disappeared into the courtyard.

"I can't figure it out either." Nashida compared her current height with Su Ming's and said with satisfaction, "I don't think I'm the kind of person who would recognize someone else's son as my own. Besides, I'm just a child."

"You can't, but the Grass God can." Su Ming carried Nashida lightly and walked towards the workshop, whispering as he walked, "He is a person who is very good at scolding people."

"Oh?" Nashida looked around, stretched out her hand to grab Su Ming's hair and began to braid it, "Can you scold him better than him? I can help you find a complete list of swear words from the World Tree."

So is she the master of education in Teyvat?

Su Ming glanced at Nashida and said, "Why should I argue with him? I'll be thirsty."

"I found some things about you at the World Tree." Nashida looked at the braid in her hand, untied it and re-braided it, "So now I always feel that you will do something that I can't imagine."

"Just like what the young master said, children should have a happy childhood." Su Ming quickened his pace and said lazily, "Sister, don't worry about what your brother does, and the god who was kicked off the throne should not worry about whether I will cause trouble."