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

Amidst the clinking of glasses, Su Ming drank and chatted with the people around him, but his attention was focused on the information that appeared on the panel.

【Do you want to unlock? 】

The small system observed for a moment and asked: [I think that unlocking the plot may be helpful for your current mission. ]

"Not unlocked." Su Ming blinked, closed the panel and looked at the young master, "I remember it shouldn't be you, right?"

Let you go on a small reconnaissance mission?

Hearing this, Tartaglia glanced at the already drunken Kavi and spread his hands, "Maybe it's because I'm a little free?"

So the mission was assigned to him, so he can't slack off for a while.

"No need to go." Su Ming thought for a moment, then turned his head and glanced in the direction of Guyun Pavilion, "Just stay here. You can work and there are people to teach you."

Tartaglia was slightly startled and raised an eyebrow, "Can't you sit still?"

Why does it sound like Adonis is planning to steal his mission?

"It's not the right time yet." Su Ming groaned for a moment, raised his glass and glanced at Tartaglia, "The actors haven't arrived yet."

Whether it was the information sent by the Fatui or his understanding of screenwriter Mihoyo, it was obvious that this was a plot for Ying to make her presence felt.

but……

Su Ming thought for a moment, then looked up at Tartaglia, "Can you confirm that you found the right photo of the leader?"

Tartaglia was slightly startled, with a strange look in his eyes, "So?"

"I want to spend the holiday quietly." Su Ming lowered his eyes and chuckled, "So please ask this lady to come and see me."

Having said that, Su Ming looked at the photo on the panel with his eyes flickering.

Small system: ...

"Host... you may not understand..." The small system trembled and stopped its host's actions, hesitating: "She..."

"Shh." Su Ming picked up the wine glass and smiled gently, "Don't spoil the story."

He just wants to cause trouble!

Judging from the photo, it is definitely an original demon, and a very good-looking original demon!

Small system: ...

That's the mistress!

That is the indispensable protagonist of the desert plot!

What should we do if we pull the mistress over and ask the traveler to do this? !

After a few drinks, Mr. Su finally felt his cheeks getting a little hot.

He sighed slightly, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the pianist's fingertips sliding back and forth in a trance.

I don’t know what the little system is going to say, but it must not be spoiled.

As for whether the plot is biased or not...what does it have to do with him?

He is a local resident now, and the deviant plot is also a normal plot for Ying!

Not long after, Kavi put down his wine glass with a bang, slumped down in his chair, and stared at the starry sky with his watery eyes.

Su Ming turned his head to look at Kavi, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Sorry, the Fatui's intelligence does not record things like alcohol consumption.

"Su Ming!" Suddenly, Kavi turned around and saw Su Ming. He reached out and grabbed Su Ming's hand and shook it hard, "How can you be so stupid..."

Su Ming: ...

He was afraid that he would become smart and cheat Kavi until he had nothing left.

"You really trust me... You are so kind." Kavi muttered, his face flushed due to the alcohol, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete your commission..."

When he got to the second half, Kavi sighed and lay back in his chair.

Su Ming withdrew his hand in silence, looking at the red mark on the back of his hand that had been pinched hard.

"Ah..." Su Ming sighed heavily, his eyes dull, "I suddenly feel that my belief in refusing to spoil the plot is not so firm..."

What’s going on? What’s wrong with the people of Xumi?

Su Ming lowered his head, thought for a while, and sighed softly.

We should urge the doctor to speed up the progress and get the computer and mobile phone out as soon as possible.

By then, all the information about the Fatui will be stored in the computer. He will seclude himself for three months to study hard and try to memorize the information about the next few countries before he goes to do anything.

Late at night, Su Ming put Kavi on the small cart used by Qiuqiu Express to deliver goods to homes, and slowly pushed it towards home.

When he reached the intersection, Zhongli stopped.

Su Ming glanced at Zhongli and handed the cart to the young master, "You go back first."

Tartaglia yawned and nodded.

He glanced at Kavi, who was a little drunk and a little sober, and sighed slightly.

Why drink anything else but mix fire water and Liyue's Shaodaozi together and even want to add cold-soaked snake wine into it.

After watching the young master's back disappear around the corner, Su Ming turned around and looked at Zhong Li, "What do you want to say, sir?"

Zhongli lifted up his shirt and sat on a stone bench nearby. He said in a deep voice, "So what do you think of Teyvat now?"

At this point, Zhongli looked up at Su Ming and asked, "What do you think, since you are not affected by Teyvat?"

"Hmm..." Su Ming sat next to Zhongli and thought for a while, "I used to think that this was just a created world, relying on words, music and numbers."

"What happened next?" Zhongli glanced at Su Ming, then turned his gaze to the vendor who was preparing to close his stall not far away.

Su Ming blinked, walked over and bought a watermelon.

The watermelon was cut in half, and the master and the apprentice each took half and slowly began to dig with a silver metal spoon.

"I heard a poem a long time ago." Su Ming thought for a moment before continuing, "Your children are not actually your children. They are children born out of life's desire for itself. They came into this world through you, but not because of you."

They are with you, but they do not belong to you.

Su Ming lowered his eyes and took out a circle from the watermelon core, and said softly, "To the creator, Teyvat is like a child."

It does not belong to anyone and is an independent individual the moment it is created.

“Or maybe…” Su Ming looked up at Zhongli and said softly, “There has never been a creator. It’s just that the creator I thought of saw a glimpse of Teyvat’s fate.”

Zhongli was silent for a moment before he chuckled, "It's good that you think so. I can now finish the last lesson I should teach you."

Su Ming smiled, lowered his head and continued to eat the watermelon.

A common problem among time travelers is arrogance, but from the moment they travel through time, the characters they despise will become the same level as them, with just some different cheat codes.

Su Ming recalled the book he had read a long time ago and murmured, "You can try your best to become like them, but don't let them become like you, because life will not go backwards, nor will it stay in the past."

Teyvat is fluid, and it should flow with it, rather than being immersed in the protagonist's dream of a time traveler saving the world.

Just ...

Can't we try again in a different way? The scene of being burned to death is tragic, but also very appetizing...

"Oh..." Su Ming sighed deeply and scooped another spoonful.

Zhongli tilted his head, a question mark appeared in his eyes, "What?"

Autistic?

Not so much...

"I drank a lot of wine and ate a lot of watermelon." Su Ming sighed heavily, "I will definitely have to get up many times tonight."

I was hoping for a good night's sleep...

Zhongli:……

He shouldn't have any illusions about Su Ming's imagination!